Before they knew it, a battle had started at that distant spaceport as well. Were they drenched in blood and scorched by fire, a swarm of crimson chimerazes was assaulting the spaceport’s defense line, passing through and slaughtering people.
The chimerazes gliding or flying below the spaceport’s low ceilings seemed to be openly bombing the defenseless crowd.
He couldn’t stand to watch that gruesome massacre.
Darwin shouted urgently.
“Blow it up. . .! Blow it up right now!”
“I activated it. . . I remotely activated the nuclear fusion reactor. . .”
“Then why isn’t it blowing up?!”
I don’t know.
There was no human who could answer Darwin’s question.
“It looks like that monster. . . no, the chimeraz. . . has infiltrated the facility’s systems.”
“So just leave it. . .? Just like that?”
𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘬.
The private took off the frustrating combat helmet.
His expression was completely drained.
“It would be best to retreat the fleet first then regroup all forces and return. Realistically, there is nothing we can do for them right now.”
Even though he had finally made a decision, he was told that those monsters had even blocked that option from the source.
It was like a death sentence.
“No, no. . . What have I done. . .”
While watching the spaceport of Apoptology get further away, those who succeeded in escaping could do nothing but despairingly watch the deaths of those who could not escape.
🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹
At the very center of Apoptology is a nuclear fusion reactor that supplies power to the entire facility.
Kreion broke through all the troops that were deployed to that position and entered the sturdy nuclear fusion reactor facility.
In the very tall interior, there was a bulbous, round structure that took up almost all the space, looking like the nuclear power plants of the past.
And in the control room chair for managing the fusion power generator, reactor, cooling system, etc., sat a single Elite.
The Elite’s five fingers were like the bodily transformations Kreion often used, becoming tentacles that dug into the main computer of the control room.
Kreion, in black armor, asked the Elite entering the control room:
“You got the signal?”
𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘨. . .
The Elite nodded.
“That’s probably a kind of self-destruct protocol. Good thing you broke through this far.”
The Elite moved its jaw, clacking its teeth, and sent a wave to Kreion.
That wave was not in the form of language, but rather sending information and intention.
“APT. 2620E164189FD. Did that get access to the cooling system and gravity coil system?”
𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘨. . . 𝘒𝘳𝘶𝘳𝘶𝘳. . .
“Then this is a method to destabilize the equilibrium state of the fusion and make it explode.”
Kreion himself pressed the buttons on the main computer to set the facility to explode. The contents were output as easy to see holograms.
「Countdown Reset」
「Time Remaining Until Destabilization of Equilibrium State 25 Minutes」
“That human called the leader made a surprisingly quick decision. . . It will explode on my timing, not theirs, though.”
𝘒𝘳𝘶𝘳𝘶𝘱!
“Right. If this system does not obey after 25 minutes, directly destroy the cooling system and gravity coils yourself. Then it will explode on its own.”
Kreion laid out countermeasures for what would happen next, then went back down the bloody path he had come from.
All that was left on the path was dried blood and scattered shell casings, as the horde had eaten all the flesh.
━𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫.
‘𝘕𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺.’
━𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠.
‘𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘱. 𝘐𝘧 𝘸𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴, 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦.’
━𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡, 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐈 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝.
‘𝘛𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘸𝘪𝘯 𝘍𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘈𝘱𝘰𝘱𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘺.’
━𝐘𝐞𝐬.
𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘢𝘬. . .
At some point, instead of bloodstains under Kreion’s feet, Xenotera was being stepped on. And from time to time, several Hounz would brush past him.
‘𝘋𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘴, 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘜𝘴𝘦 𝘕𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘰-𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥 𝘓𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘰𝘯-𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘓𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘰𝘯.’
━𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲?
‘𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘱𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨?’
━𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬.
‘𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺’𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘴.’
━𝐌𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐖𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐭. 𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧.
‘. . . 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘗𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩.’
━𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬.
Kreion kept walking. He passed through the experimental wing being trampled by Xenotera and entered a passageway with bloodstained footprints.
While walking like that, he stopped in front of a bulkhead.
「Genetically Modified Fruit Tree Garden」
「Authentication Successful: Haber Heydrich」
The Fly that was stuck to the front of the barrier flew away in front of Kreion’s nose after hovering in place.
‘𝘗𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩.’
━𝐘𝐞𝐬.
‘𝘋𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯.’
𝘊𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬!
A tentacle extending from Kreion’s ribs pierced through the gap in the barrier and forced its way inside.
𝘚𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘢𝘬!!!
A noisy metallic sound rings out as the barrier is forced open.
Two men in suits, five soldiers armed with full body combat gear and energy rifles.
Among them was an unidentified white haired woman. And the most familiar human face to Kreion.
Now he calls his name.
“Haber. Heydrich. . .”
🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹
Gats is the strongest elite among the top elite individuals selected as the guard of Kreion. And Gats, who was recognized for his strength, became an even more evolved being at the hands of Kreion.
Unlike other elites, Gats’s exoskeleton is composed of clean biological tissues that can handle drastic energy and material metabolism. Such a design resembled a combination of a human combat suit and Kreion’s black armor.
“. . .That’s how humans starved the being who became the first matrix of our species to death through experiments with the master. . .”
Gats was listening to the story Ludwig was telling in the throne room.
“What did the mother of the chimeraz look like?”
“She was truly a beautiful person. . . Although when I saw her she had already passed away, if I had been held in her arms, I would have felt a maternal love beyond description. . .”
“Since Agele-nim’s rank is 1st, I guess his mother would be rank 0.”
“I suppose so. . .”
“What is the rank order of our species’ collective consciousness?”
“The master is 1st, I am 2nd, Nazar is 3rd, Phlegeth is 4th, and Berne is 5th. . .”
“Then what rank am I?”
“The guards are all the children you will rule over. . . So you have no rank. . .”
The hierarchical order is absolute for the chimeras. Therefore, all chimeras inherently know what collective consciousness is above and below them through waves or from birth.
Gats is an intellectual life form, but has stepped outside the ranks because he is not the leader.
“Thank you for letting me know. Your words have been very helpful to me, Ludwig-nim.”
Gats expressed his gratitude, but somehow Ludwig did not respond. His eyelids torn vertically were half closed.
“Ludwig-nim?”
Ludwig’s mind was focused elsewhere.
It was a wave sent by Nazar, who was scouting the dark nebula.
‘𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺. . .? 𝘕𝘢𝘻𝘢𝘳. . . 𝘚𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. . .’
It was an scheduled event.
━𝐀 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐧𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝.
‘𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘈𝘰𝘰𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦. . . 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘦. . .?’
━𝐘𝐞𝐬. 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞.
‘. . .𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘸𝘪𝘯 𝘍𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸. . .’
━𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥, 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞’𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐲.
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