Colonial Suit

The human fleet suddenly fell into absolute silence, because everyone saw an unimaginable scene.

The noisy battlefield fell silent in an instant. The Sasa clan conquerors, who had been roaring and raging just now, all had their heads explode. Blood spurted from their neck cavities, as if thousands of red fountains suddenly appeared in the starry sky. One by one, the burly bodies began to twitch, tremble, shrink, and their muscles were highly distorted, wriggling, and transformed into monsters.

Without a host, even the imitation colonial equipment could not maintain rationality, and began to turn into monsters driven by instinct.

In fact, this is the original face of colonial equipment: primitive, violent, hungry, and cruel aggressive biological base. At the cellular level, nothing is more important than survival, even if the person who inhibits its survival is the host.

Thousands of Mata are thousands of strongly殖mutated bodies, fermenting in the starry sky like mushrooms. They lost their ability to move, but quickly proliferated and mutated in a few seconds, extending tough tentacles and mouthparts. The original hosts became their nutrients, melted and devoured in a thousandth of a second. Countless stacks of enhanced cells proliferated, spreading like cancer cells.

At this moment, they can no longer be regarded as 'life', but just a mass of biological base that expands for survival. To survive, devour, and kill, even kill individuals who are also human beings, isn't this the principle of competition in the universe?

It's just that this scene is too bloody and too brutal.

On the bow of the Twilight of the Gods, Blood瞳 stood silently, arms crossed. The cloak behind him fluttered slowly, but his eyes were only indifferent.

From X35 to now, he has experienced too much. Perhaps his physical appearance is still that of a young man in his tens, but his heart, will, and perception have surpassed everything. He is the cosmic mercenary Blood瞳, the successor of Krodir, and perhaps, the master of the abyss... Blood瞳 of Diabolos.

Evolution! Become stronger! Competition! Survival!!

Everything that once troubled him and hindered him has become a passing cloud!

He is Blood瞳!!

Not a competitor, not a tool! Not a master, not a supreme king! He is Blood瞳! In the universe, a unique and ordinary life. Even if he stumbles in the stinky mud, even if he searches in the empty wilderness, he is the only self. What destiny, what setbacks, must crawl under the absolute will. A name is just a code name, but this code name is the only self!! Below the gods, above the gods!!

Blood瞳 suddenly released his hands and said to all the cells that were ordered by him and surrendered to his will.

"Destruction."

"Only the strongest are qualified to survive!"

Roar!!!!

Obviously there was no sound, but in this universe, under this vast starry sky, it seemed to roar like thunder, like the struggle of the ancient roar, the instinct of life. In the eyes of countless people, all Mata seemed to be crazy and made such a roar. They wriggled, devoured, self-killed, self-slaughtered, constantly shrinking and evolving, and actually lived their entire lives in a few breaths. Every cell was biting the surrounding, whether it was a former companion or itself.

In the distant shadows of the starry sky, the several Sasa clan 'generals' were呆滞, almost unable to believe their eyes.

"This...this is...the will of the general?"

"Our Mata, are being manipulated??"

"This is impossible!!" Another shadow shouted loudly, like an enraged beast. "Mata is a Sasa clan's quick-made modulator, and only we can order them! That's not the will of the general, isn't the so-called general us?"…

"That's deception, that's蒙蔽!!"

"That cunning person!!"

"Uh...uh?"

The figure in the shadow did not continue to speak, because at this moment, a change occurred in the starry sky that they could not understand. I saw that among the countless wriggling 'Mata', there were actually some small cell clusters that had been concentrated to the limit. These cell clusters were the survivors of individual厮杀, the winners of self-devouring and competition. Although they had lost the basis of existence, lost the host, the ruling agency, and even the subsequent energy was insufficient, they still stubbornly existed, trying to condense.

If you put aside the perspective of intelligent life, purely at the cellular level, these cells are indeed worthy of being the strong! Because they survived in the competition! Even the best modulation nest and the most intelligent大智者 of the Sasa clan would not want to obtain them in advance. Only competition, no, only death can distinguish between good and bad!!

And at this moment, for them, it is just the condition for return.

On the bow of the Twilight of the Gods, Blood瞳 silently looked at these tiny cell clusters, looking at their wandering around, constantly迷茫 but also expectant thirst, and stretched out his hand.

That was an ordinary person's hand, but it seemed to have infinite attraction!

All the cell clusters seemed to perceive the call, and desperately投向 Blood瞳's palm. The eager and crazy look was as if they were afraid that someone would take the lead. And all the individuals that blocked them, even other cell clusters, would be撕咬 and devoured! The cell war has no ethical rules, only **裸's survival of the fittest!

One by one cell cluster, one by one remnant of the so-called 'Mata', was收拢, absorbed, and integrated into Blood瞳's body. The relaxed look was as if it was not what he said he needed, but the cell cluster was willing to do so, only to see the men in the distant shadows呆滞, unable to believe it.

"That...what is that?"

"Who is that person?"

The Sasa's 'generals' did not know. Although they had obtained the integrated database of human strongmen, there is no doubt that this strange phenomenon was根本 not something that those 'strongmen' in the database could do. This根本 involved the origin of life, the origin of all power!!

Who is that man standing on the bow of the ship, like a devil??

There is no answer, but it can be forced! In a fit of rage, I don't know which general finally couldn't help but point to Blood瞳 on the bow of the ship.

"吉塔, kill him!!"

In an instant, energy激射 in the starry sky, and hundreds of disposable践踏者 '吉塔' all turned their eyes to Blood瞳. Their mouthparts expanded, revealing the sharp sword teeth inside. The terrifying planetary-level energy波動 spread around, like ripples on the lake.

Prey……

Blood瞳??

"Do you also want to return to me?" Unexpectedly, Blood瞳 just glanced at them coldly, then shook his head slightly.

"The essence of the cells is too损耗, you...can only end."

"I'm sorry."

With that, he jumped lightly and脱离 the bow of the Twilight of the Gods.

PS: Ah, why do everyone's reactions hope that I will write a magical末日 in the next book? In fact, although Xiaodao has never written Xianxia, ​​he has never given up构思. The outline of that Xianxia book has been there since Xiaodao's first book. It has been断断续续, abandoned, forgotten, picked up, and I don’t know how many times it has been back and forth. But...cough cough...

Are you all Alphas? Among these two plans, the most mature one is indeed the magical末日, but the editor doesn’t like it...so Xiaodao is纠结...

Alas, fate is really annoying.

Xiaodao is going to find his wife, oh no, Alpha, to ask for guidance...