Advent

Allen is singing.

"Please lock me up, a birdcage forged of gold and silver..."

"Please love me, carve flowers with diamonds, weave threads with moonlight..."

"Burning my heart with flames, my soul will become a white star..."

……

"Give me...eternal love..."

This is an old song from many years ago, every melody and every line of the lyrics are so familiar.

It was as familiar as the rhythm of his own heart, but this time, when Allen sang, he could clearly feel that something was different.

The singing seems to have completely pierced through dreams and reality.The trembling of each syllable makes his vocal cords feel strangely hot, and Allen can feel his spirit slowly becoming blurred and ethereal in the singing, as if he is sending out his soul through singing.

"Please find me... please capture me..."

"Please give me pain...please give me love..."

"I am your white star, I am your shackles..."

Along with the singing, Allen had a strange illusion in a trance—his human body had become extremely illusory before he himself realized it, and he had become the melody itself...

It felt close to death for a moment.

Everything has become unimportant, everything has become distant, everything is still, only he himself is still burning and singing.

Gradually, gradually, Allen's singing changed into a sound that human beings' simple muscle and bone structure can't produce at all. His singing became weird, obscure and long, not so much a "singing voice" , that is more like a wonderful fluctuation...

But Allen knew nothing about his current transformation.

During the gap between his loss of consciousness, the darkness that surrounded him became thicker and thicker little by little.

If he could regain his sanity at this time, he would definitely be able to realize that there are countless things wriggling in the ventilation pipes and in the structural gaps of the complicated parts of the living cabin.

"Zizi-"

Wet, soft, huge.

Accompanied by his "singing voice", the deformed and twisted thing squeezed out soundlessly from those narrow gaps, and finally, a large group of disgusting, tentacle-like things gathered on the floor and ceiling ...Those soft tentacles covered with bumps, eyes, and other weird features kept swaying in Alan's "singing voice", and then bit by bit they eagerly reached out to the center of the room. Allen.

Allen's eyes had become dizzy at this time, and his pupils were pitch black, like an abyss.

It's just that his vocal cords are vibrating mechanically, and his eyes are staring straight at the small viewing window in the living cabin, but with the wriggling of the tentacles, the dim night sky outside the viewing window is gradually covered by darkness. In the end, the entire living cabin was completely plunged into darkness.

"ZiZi...ZiZi..."

"Hiss..."

When all the light disappeared, the subtle and noisy sounds in the room suddenly became obvious.

That was the wet sound made by countless pieces of meat rubbing against the tentacles, and some strange organs that grew out of them unconsciously made weird neighing...

That was the physical instinct of the Naga unconsciously responding to Allen's singing.

It's just that unlike Allen's obscure, weird and hoarse "singing voice", these tentacles can only make the most basic neighing.But even if it’s just like this, the singing that is lingering in the room is weird enough, so weird that it can drive any normal human being into madness or even death...

But to Emperor Bai, the singing was so alluring.

The tentacles twitched violently, and then stuck to Allen's body without any scruples.

"Well……"

It was at this moment that Alan finally recovered from that mysterious trance state.

no, no...

The thin rationality remaining in his body was yelling at him.

Allen could feel something extremely wet, and something tough and powerful coiled around his ankle, and then it burrowed into his trouser legs little by little. The strong stimulation made Allen shiver , as if drifting in the hot water and gradually melting, and falling apart, the reason also returned briefly at this time.

what am i singing about...

Allen heard a strange sound coming from his throat, and he thought in a trance.

"Alan...Alan...my...Alan..."

But the moment his voice stopped, the auditory hallucinations echoing in Alan's ears immediately became dissipated.

He seemed to hear someone, no, it should be said, some "something" screaming near him.

Allen gasped, every nerve in him trembling from the scream.He could feel the soft things that entangled him becoming extraordinarily tight at this moment, their surfaces were covered with small suction cups, and now they were deeply embedded in his skin, the warm, moist blood flowed from those The circular bite mark left by the sucker seeps out, and then is licked clean by the soft tentacles that continue to grow in an exceptionally gentle way.

The creatures that had a connection with him in the dark seemed to be telling him in this way that he needed his singing.

Allen felt palpitations because of the pain of the other party, as if...he himself could feel the overwhelming despair and pain.

"Please love me... lover from afar... please capture me... until I become your exclusive star..."

Involuntarily, Allen entered that trance state again.

He kept on singing his own song, but he didn't know that his singing was not only lingering in this small living room, nor was it only entangled in the entire human military base. heard by the colossus.

His singing was trembling, and passed to a farther and darker place...

……

Location: Outer star field extension of φ Virgo galaxy

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This dark universe, which was planned to be outside the sphere of human influence, is now in bloody chaos.

If a human investigator is lucky enough to appear on the scene, he can easily recognize that the existence that is constantly rolling, colliding, and devouring each other in this dark vacuum is the most typical Naga patrol fleet.

Unlike the smooth and mechanical metal warships of humans, the aircraft of the Naga people is more like an insect shell that has been magnified countless times.Those rough and wrinkled dark shells have strange shapes, and the surroundings are like spider legs, with several to dozens of slender objects constantly wriggling.

This is the spiritual tentacles of adult Naga who have grown to a certain age and stretched out of the ship.

Most of the time, the Naga will not take the initiative to place their spiritual tentacles in the cosmic environment.The vacuum and low temperature in the universe are not fatal to them, but this extreme environment will still cause a certain degree of damage to their tentacles.

But now, the situation is completely different.The patrol team members of this group of Naga released almost all their spiritual tentacles. Not only that, those tentacles released in the cosmic environment were constantly trembling in various states of madness.

In the Tiannuo human military base, the horrible situation that happened to the body of Emperor Bai also appeared here.

Almost all large Naga individuals are suffering from continuous body collapse, reorganization, and deformity. To some extent, their current situation is worse than that of the White Emperor.

Several Naga who had clearly become "generals" even disintegrated into a large piece of black and red flesh in the void after the violent collapse, and those scattered pieces of flesh were scattered in the universe. Under low temperature, it rapidly loses its biological activity.But that's not where the naga end up—the flesh is quickly picked up by their former companions waving tentacles, and then devoured again.

The disintegration of individuals and the meaningless mutual devouring of each other, the painful wails and screams resounded through the hearts of all individuals through the special spiritual connection between the Naga populations. This terrifying aspect is simply hell.

Some slender naga larvae retreated far away, outside the attack range of the crazy ships, they nervously looked at their companions inside the spaceship, but did not dare to approach them at all.

Because, even this group of larvae that shouldn't be infected, are now showing faint signs of infection.

—The tide of madness comes without warning.

And this time, the crazy raving contained in it was so loud that even many weak cubs could vaguely detect it.

The frantic, bloody atmosphere is constantly transmitted among all the individual naga.

Some naga had to forcibly cut off their tentacles in order to avoid a total mental breakdown, which can weaken their perception to some extent, but also, the severe pain will also make it difficult for the naga Control yourself—and once you lose it, it's only a blink of an eye to be swallowed by the tide of madness.

Everything seemed so hopeless... Just when this small group of Naga patrols was about to be completely wiped out by the tide of madness like many of their own kind, a burst of incomparable noise suddenly came from far away. Ethereal and illusory, a song that is so delicate that it is almost like a dream.

【White star...】

[Please...find...me...]

……

The chanting was so illusory, but when the singing sound as thin as a mosquito reached the receptors of the Naga, the tyranny and chaos brought about by the tide of madness faded away like a tide.

"Hiss..."

"hiss……"

The Naga, who were still struggling frantically before, suddenly stopped their self-destructive behavior.

They turned their heads suddenly and looked into the distance.

As for the young naga who have not yet grown up enough to hear the tide of madness, they watched their leader suddenly relax all the tentacles of his mind after a violent convulsion.

Everyone received brand new instructions, and the Naga fleet just turned around and sailed straight to the direction where the singing came from.

That's where... the human race is headed.

Human beings spent countless money and manpower to build an automatic defense network on the edge of the outfield star area decades ago, and at the same time, they sensed the arrival of the Naga.

Hundreds of thousands of automatic turrets suddenly deflected in the vacuum, and the shooting ports were aimed straight at the huge aliens who suddenly appeared on the front line.

The built-in program began to operate immediately, and the high-function cannon, particle cannon, high-function interstellar missile... The weapons equipped by the defense network were launched at the same time.Those dazzling flames burst out on the dark and ferocious hull of the Naga ship, turning into scarlet stamens.

But the group of naga didn't even make any dodges.

They are like a group of animals that have gone completely crazy, using the remains of the dead Naga as a cover, just like that, they tore open the fire blockade outlined by the automatic defense net in such a brutal way.

They flew forward without hesitation.

flight……

flight……

Fly towards that illusory song that allows them to escape disintegration and madness.

At the same time, in the human military base of Tianmao, the extremely piercing Dixie alarm kept echoing in this dark steel fortress.

"Tell me, how long will it take for the damn energy to recover?!"

On the central bridge, stood a man.

He was tall and heavy, with a beard and hair that had turned white, but his face was actually quite young, young, and handsome.

He is in line with all human imaginations of a wise and powerful military officer. Three years ago, in front of the voices of the masses and the cameras of countless media, he stepped into the transition station with a smile and waved his hand, and then took office as the human military base of Tianmao. the supreme officer.

His name is Crohn, and people are used to calling him General Crohn—but in the eyes of others, Crohn is not so much a soldier as a propaganda placed on the front line by the Union government Idol.

After all, his posters and autographed photos are selling quite well in the market.

It's just that unlike those publicity photos all over the streets and alleys, the current General Crohn looks extremely haggard, his beard and hair have black stubble, and the original bright military uniform is full of wrinkles. Not only that, but there was even strange slime on his clothes that had been stained in the chaos before.

Today, the entire human military base is full of this strange slime. It is said that the failure of the hydraulic system is caused by an energy failure, and a large amount of pressurized fluid bursts directly.

Normally, the accident would have been enough for Kron to lash out at others, but now he had more to worry about than his own image.

He turned his head to look at his subordinate, and then asked in a deep voice.

"Didn't it mean that a new energy line has been opened? Why haven't I seen other areas return to normal?"

"Report sir... It will take at least 5 minutes before we can completely switch to the energy delivered by the ground cable. All the energy sources provided by the base have failed. We haven't found the reason yet..."

His deputy replied with a livid face.

"Fuck it..."

General Crohn let out a curse under his breath.

Although already anxious, but in front of his subordinates, he still tried his best to pretend to be calm and confident.

Yes, it was bad, bad enough that Kron had to pretend everything was okay.Otherwise, the group of people at the scene might have a nervous breakdown in an instant.After all, most of these people are now members of his team, and before they came to the Tianmao human military base, these people were better at dealing with the media than sitting in front of the communication desk watching the news of the Naga invasion Think hard about countermeasures.

After all, this was the first Naga attack on humans since the fall of the White Emperor three years ago.

What could be worse than this situation?

The group of Naga people even tried to destroy the energy source of the human military base in Tianmao.From Kron's point of view, the entire human military base in Virgo where he is now is nothing more than a group of fragile steel garbage floating in space.

Crohn cursed God in his heart, and he could feel that when he was talking to his subordinates, everyone around him was peeping at him intentionally or unconsciously.

It's just that every time Kron looked back, they all turned their eyes back to the screen in unison.

The information displayed on the screen also made Crohn want to go crazy.

The red cursors representing the Naga fleet were densely clustered together, almost dyeing the entire screen scarlet.

Generally speaking, the Naga do not like to suppress the human army by numbers. They are not born with the kind of personality that can gather together and act in unison.

But at this time, the group of Naga that Kron was facing completely violated common sense.

There are so many of them, and their behavior is so crazy.

The free automatic defense system that human beings are proud of poured all their firepower on the group of Naga, but even so, the speed of the Naga attacking here has not been affected in any way.

They were so fast, so fast that Kron could even vaguely see their ugly insect-like ship outlines on the screen.

The battle was so bizarre that it was unlike any other encounter with the Naga in all of human history.

When he discovered the appearance of the Naga, Kron had ordered three bombing fleets and a whole fleet of assault ships, plus [-] automatic cruise robots to go to the outer area to intercept the attack of the Naga, but it was enough to flatten an entire The armed forces of the Star Region were so weak when facing this group of Naga that Kron was startled.

"They're crazy, they're completely crazy..."

At the same time as the flame representing death was lit, everyone in the bridge heard the wailing of a captain who was famous for his bravery before he died.

As if in the blink of an eye, the Naga fleet entered the near-air area.

Kron suspected that he could already see their small red eyes clearly, as well as their spiritual tentacles constantly flying in mid-air like octopus tentacles

"Warning, warning, warning, naga at close range—"

"Warning, there are still 3 minutes before the Naga people will directly contact our army...

"Warning, the near-air automatic defense system network has been breached..."

The ear-piercing warning sound continued to echo in the bridge, and the stern tone of the electronic voice formed a sharp contrast with the surging anxiety of human beings at this time.

"Sir, we have to fight back..."

The subordinate on the side said eagerly to General Crohn.

"Counterattack? Counterattack what?"

Kron was even a little dazed at this moment, he pursed his lips tightly, and then turned his head to look at his adjutant.

"We also have the Destroyer - the Destroyer Plasma Railgun - if we use the Destroyer, we can at least delay the naga attack so maybe we can hold out until the cruisers come."

The adjutant said hurriedly.

"Do not……"

Hearing that word, Crohn subconsciously rejected the adjutant's proposal.

Perhaps realizing that his response was too blunt, Crohn immediately added in the next second.

"It's not time to use the Destroyer... that thing will drain the fuel of the entire human military base in an instant, and in the next 12 hours we can only rely on the water source air in the emergency system Reserves barely survived, and once we activated the Destroyer, we lost all counterattack capability. It's too risky, I can't make this decision..."

"We don't have the next 12 hours, if we don't use the orbital ion cannon as a counterattack immediately - those naga fleets are almost at our door, General!"

"No, we still have a chance. Send people out again, how many people do we have now? Send all those people out..."

"All the high-power attack fleets are unable to take off. Once those light warships encounter the Naga... this is just to let our soldiers die!"

His adjutant yelled at his chief for the first time in such a situation.

"Then let them go... Isn't this their mission?"

Krone said, but only he knew how weak his tone sounded.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the adjutant's eyes were fixed on his face.

"General Crohn, I have something to report to you alone..." A few seconds later, the adjutant suddenly said to Crohn, and Crohn was immediately grabbed by the adjutant and dragged directly into the central command room.

The idlers were driven out, and the metal door was slowly closed.

The ear-piercing sirens, people's wandering thoughts, and prying eyes were all blocked by the metal door in an instant...

But Kron would rather be on the bridge now than face the questioning of his friends and subordinates for many years here.

"Cron, I just want to ask you one thing, I hope you can tell me honestly, why on earth can't we activate the Destroyer?"

The adjutant looked directly at the general and asked.

"As I said, before it's too late, our energy system has already been severely damaged. If we use it rashly in this situation..."

"Is it not time to activate it, or we have no way to activate that thing..."

The adjutant interrupted Kron's weak judgment. He looked directly at his friend and asked word by word. Following his questioning, Kron froze in place for an instant.

And the adjutant's voice trembled.

"...that stuff is fake at all, isn't it?"

he murmured.