Pirate’s Brood Order

As deep as an endless black abyss, there is no gleam of light in the dead darkness, and there is no "soil" where even the tiniest material molecules can survive. It is a piece of nothingness and annihilation that seems to have never been peeped by life!

A strange gap opened silently, and the sound of "swish, swish" trembled. For the first time, ripples echoed in nothingness, and countless black silk tentacles protruded from the crack, like a frantic scroll. The black ink seeping into the dark night, there is an unbelievable "harmony".

"The original brood was originally born in the darkness of nothingness. It has been there in the ancient years, peeping at the world behind the annihilation and isolation, one by one that cannot be touched. Until, a fateful encounter, A world that is about to wither, tore open the entrance of the black abyss in despair, and the brood escaped from the boring loneliness, covering each world, creating new life and destruction!"

There are ripples of sound waves in the nothingness, which is the air of the material world pouring into the nothingness, like the ubiquitous air being swallowed by a whale into a vacuum bag, and the terrible hurricane breaks the long dead silence.

"It's a pity that opening the gap in the black abyss does not bring miracles and hopes, but a person who has endured the torment of the years and has a hungry stomach that will always fill his dissatisfaction. What is released from the black abyss is even more terrifying than demons." Exist." Yarlin almost didn't need to think to guess the ending of the follow-up.

"...after crazily devouring and absorbing the last trace of nutrients from the world, the mother nest is growing rapidly, and the huge projection begins to cover other worlds, until the destruction of the initial mother nest, there are only a few left The secondary brood shrinks into a seed, and falls through the chasm of the cosmic collapse to other worlds."

Yarlin stood outside the door, watching the black silk frenziedly rushing into the black abyss, as if watching a wandering child return to the embrace of the mother, a vague call emerged in his heart , A sense of blood flowing through the bottom of my heart, similar to the blending of water and milk.

In essence, he is now the shrunken seed of the secondary brood that split before the death of the "primary brood" and merged with him. It is a new brood, and perhaps the only last seed left alive. It is the projection and solidification of the mother's nest, the last glory and hope of the mother's nest, and this lonely black abyss is the place where "Him" was born and bred.

Or maybe, there is another explanation. It is because of the birth of the brood that everything has gone to annihilation and nothingness, because the eternal darkness, silence, and despair are the source of the brood.

Of course, at this moment, Astu and Yarlin are still more than one world away from the power of the original brood, but...compared with the horror and madness of the original brood, the successors obviously know how to "give it up" and Reasonable, and, compared to the high-profile that the initial brood directly cast shadows over a world, what Yarlin and Astu hold is only an insignificant "door".

A door"!

Yarlin stood behind the door. He saw terrifying ripples rippling behind the door. Countless black tentacles were chasing after the storm. The ripples washed away the barrier of nothingness, like a blurry void floating out of a huge and vast black membrane. film.

The wind poured into nothingness, following the characteristics of matter, is attracted by the magnetic field penetrated by the world, condenses and hovers on the spots of the black film, just like a large black curtain, there are always some uneven black thread clusters , the positions where those messy thread clusters condense are like weird coordinates, locating to the worlds hidden behind the black film.

Those blurred and invisible shadows are the shadows transmitted by the world, like the thick shadows of egg liquid swaying on the eggshell under the glare of the sun.

Yarlin can even imagine that the "first generation" brood is also hovering behind those shadows, staring at those worlds with greedy and coveted eyes, and besides the saliva dripping from the bloody mouth, there is also anger and tyrannical roars.

It is not difficult to understand that the "first generation" brood "overeating" after it escaped from the cage, but Yarlin and Astu would not be so restrained.

On the one hand, the wisdom and prudence of human beings made Yarlin know how to eat slowly to help digestion; on the other hand, the lessons engraved into the soul by blood and tears also made Astu aware of patience and reason.

For this reason, in the sinking of the years, Astu has already deprived himself of useless emotions. Those huge emotions of tyranny, coldness, madness, and bloodthirsty were broken down into countless fragments by him, and bestowed on him. Transformed living beings.

"Choose one!"

Astor said.

Anyway, they are invisible phantoms. With the ability of the brood at the moment, it can only connect to the last "shadow" to choose to infiltrate. Yarlin and Astu are one, and he knows very well what the brood can do at the moment .

Although the phantoms revealed by the black film are not clear, outlines of large and small sizes still emerge vaguely. Yarlin squinted his eyes, thought for a while, and reached out to a shadow with a moderate "outline".

Suddenly.

The nothingness turned into darkness, and in the next moment, the door was quickly pulled over and attached to the "shadow" strangely. Yarlin saw the entire "door" dissolve immediately, and a dark frame of the door appeared on the shadow at the same time. The black gate, which was 5 meters high and 3 meters wide, solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The door fell into a shadow, and the shadow wrapped around the door frame. A tall black door was exposed in front of Yarlin. He reached out to touch it, and the bone-piercing cold passed through the door, as if it was about to freeze his soul to pieces in an instant.

He had no doubts, if it wasn't for the fusion of his soul and the brood, if it were any other life, the entire soul would have collapsed and dissolved at the moment of contact.

On the door, a series of strange texture patterns quietly emerged, interspersed and intertwined on the entire door, Yarlin narrowed his eyes into a slit, and he saw those weird textures condense on the door... a tree.

A towering, majestic, strange, frightening tree with grotesquely shaped branches swaying, looking from a distance, it looks like a huge monster shaking its tail behind its buttocks.

"What does it mean?"

Originally, there was no such pattern on the door, and there was only a finger-sized round hole in the middle of the door, like a cat's eye on a security door. Yarlin moved his eyes over it, but of course he didn't see anything, just a piece of dark.

"This pattern is a reminder of the world behind!" Astu responded faintly.

Yarlin frowned and thought for a moment, gave up his futile thinking, but put his hand on the door, and pushed it forward...