novelonline Chapter 380 Devour, Evolution
Chapter 380 Devour, Evolution
Chapter 380 Devour, Evolution
For ordinary people, it was like breaking into the interior of a vicious ship in horror movies like "Alien" and "Dead Space". For Lu Mingfei, it was as easy and normal as taking a walk after dinner.
Although he walked more than ten times faster than a normal after-meal walk, nothing could slow him down.
Whether it was the tentacle-like magic steel cables, the twisted monsters made of flesh and steel, or the multi-limbed steel facehuggers that tried to approach with their small, agile bodies...
Without exception, they were all chopped or smashed by the golden gun wings behind Lu Mingfei.
The Machine Soul of the Malevolent Ship must have regretted swallowing this thorny thing that was like a meat grinder. After all, it was just a temporary tool made from an abandoned "boat". It was completely different from the "Ark of Doom" that the Creator had created in another universe, which was as big as a planet.
There were no strong enough garrisons and facilities, or terrifying "native people" inside to stop Lu Mingfei - and in front of that giant sword burning with golden flames, what could dare to call itself powerful or terrifying?
After two slashes and a kick, Lu Mingfei saw the core of the Vicious Ship:
The first thing that caught people's attention was a device suspended in the air by dozens of magic steel cables, emitting an unclean light like a blazing fireball. It was made of a fusion of steel, scrapped nuclear-powered engines, alien flesh and blood, and warp energy; its core energy came from the twisted ball of flesh inside. The profane machinery and unclean energy were madly squeezing its vitality and converting it into power and fuel.
Lu Mingfei clearly felt the mockery and ridicule of the Human Empire's Astronomical Torch by the maker of this device. He frowned slightly, and the six wingtip nozzles of the golden wings behind him had already condensed shining energy rays.
The squeezed ball of flesh inside...seems to be the dragon embryo carried by the Lenin.
As to whether it is the bloodline of the black dragon that protects Lu Mingze, it is no longer known. This embryo has long been deprived of its brain and consciousness. After the dragon blood sacrifice in the ancient underwater city, it has now become a pitiful biological engine that is madly exploited for energy.
Part of its flesh and blood was connected to the part below which was also connected by countless magic steel cables. Different parts such as black steel, brass, gears, boilers, flesh and blood, pistons, etc. together formed a hideous and ugly huge skull that seemed to expose flesh and bones. The trembling flesh and blood limbs and cilia fluttered around as if trying to attract blasphemous energy. A bulging pale eyeball stared straight at Lu Mingfei who was walking towards him with six golden suns floating on both sides of him.
A dark red blasphemous rune suddenly lit up on the ground not far ahead, and a tall figure emerged from the ground, just like a statue that had melted into liquid and then been cast into shape again.
"You are……"
The figure had not yet finished speaking, or even opened his mouth, when a sacred and violent golden energy bomb came crashing down on him, bombarding the device behind him as well.
Lu Mingfei didn't want to waste even a second. After firing a full round of faith power, he took off straight from where he was. The strong sonic boom drowned out the sound of the giant sword splitting the hull. In the blink of an eye, he was out of the Vicious Ship and back to the outside world. The communication system that had been cut off from the signal also returned to normal:
"Target disabled. Open fire. Destroy target in the Emperor's name."
"Roger that!"
Finger, who was originally feeling a little unhappy because Lu Mingfei didn't bring him along on his first boarding, suddenly became excited again. He switched the channel and shouted with full energy, "Call Skyfire! Fire!!!"
The "Skyfire" plasma bombardment cannons set up on the second front were already ready to go, the auxiliary fire control system was constantly refreshing data, and the alchemy technicians adjusted the launch parameters for the last time based on the target location data - and then pulled down the control lever to start the launch program.
"boom!"
Even in a fixed siege configuration, the loud noise and vibration produced by the cannon-like "Skyfire" when fired was still astonishing, but the technicians of the Alchemy Department did not care about this. After cheering "For the Emperor, for Om Messiah", they immediately began to closely track the flight trajectory of the projectile.
Although it was called a "plasma bombardment cannon", what was first fired from the "Skyfire" barrel was actually an alchemical missile with a bright flame tail - the alchemical matrix built into the missile was officially activated when it was less than three kilometers away from the target location.
While the huge energy contained in the preheat launch phase began to statically heat the Philosopher's Stone inside the missile at high speed, the Alchemical Missile itself was constantly splitting into nearly a hundred missiles that were much smaller in size but flew at the same speed and under the same heating changes. However, in the next less than five seconds, their surfaces were stained with a layer of shining silver-blue.
After static heating to the plasma state was completed, the attack missile group turned into a gorgeous, hot, and deadly plasma rainstorm that emerged from the dark clouds, covering the roaring storm between heaven and earth, and pounced on the paralyzed vicious ship floating on the sea.
Compared to the plasma destroyer cannon on the Emperor's Fist super-heavy tank that seemed to be able to penetrate all armor, the "Skyfire" focused on large-scale firepower coverage and washing the ground.
Silver-blue fireworks blossomed on the surface of the Vicious Ship, and the dazzling plasma rain blew holes into the blasphemous creation, which was followed by a violent explosion and flames. The huge hull began to sink gradually as water took in from the inside due to damage.
"Woohoo! Old Tang is awesome!"
Finkel shouted excitedly in the communication channel.
Lu Mingfei, who was flying, also witnessed this magnificent and powerful scene. He couldn't help but grin, revealing a happy smile.
It's like a child finally having a big toy of his own.
It was normal to have such emotions. After all, he came from the Weepers. Even if Lu Mingfei became the leader of the legion, he would not forget his experience of serving in the Weepers, because it was those unforgettable experiences and battles that made him who he is today.
Although he had witnessed the even more shocking and magnificent scene when the Warlord-class Titan Volcano Cannon was fired before, so what?
No matter how powerful the divine machinery is, it still belongs to the Mechanicus, but the "Skyfire" plasma bombardment cannon is a real heavy equipment belonging to its own legion!
There is no need to request from the Mechanicus, no need to exchange with them, no need to wait for their extremely long manufacturing period of decades or even hundreds of years when placing an order... They, the Sword of Revelation Legion, can manufacture it themselves!
Recalling the time when he first learned the true identity of the alchemist soldier and what happened afterwards, Lu Mingfei marveled at the great wisdom of the Emperor, who seemed to be omniscient and almighty—he had protected part of Ronald Tang's soul essence from being devoured by the devil in advance;
At the same time, he was also glad that he did not let anger or other emotions cloud his mind and do anything stupid, otherwise the legion would not have such a chief alchemist sergeant with top alchemy and rich creativity (most of the initial materials came from games and movie series).
But Lu Mingfei quickly restrained his thoughts and emotions, the battle was not over yet.
He increased his flying speed and flew straight to the second front line, followed by a hunter-killer gunboat; the other hunter-killer gunboat went to confirm the condition of the Vicious Ship after it was hit, to see if it needed to be attacked again or to call for a second round of "Skyfire" attack.
On the Firefly artificial island, Caesar quickly arranged everything:
Except for a tactical team and a destroyer team who stayed behind to guard the front to prevent the remaining alien invasion, the rest of the legion brothers were all preparing to board the hunter gunship to support Chu Zihang and Yuan Zhinu's Hongjing front;
When Lu Mingfei drew a dazzling golden trail in the air and landed on the ground, several combat brothers who had been prepared for a long time held golden rectangular blocks that shone like gold in their hands, and solemnly and carefully put them one by one into the power backpack behind Lu Mingfei.
This is a physical body condensed from the power of faith. It is a consumable item that can quickly replenish the "faith furnace" of the warriors. Due to the current low production, these physical bodies are usually used exclusively by Lu Mingfei.
With the high-speed flight of the condensed wings and the full bombardment of the power of faith just now, Lu Mingfei's "Furnace of Faith" has consumed 62% of the power of faith;
This stock of power of faith might still be able to support the battle to Hongjing, but Lu Mingfei was still used to making adequate preparations and refilling the furnace of faith.
……
The Well of Chaos.
"Dr. Herzog, you are still alive, right?"
The demon Doilos pretended to be unaware and shouted towards a certain part of the well wall where the crystal clusters were spreading and growing.
The crystal cluster on the wall of the well suddenly acted like a living hand and sent Herzog from the wall of the well to the devil;
After taking three consecutive hits from Astarte's specialized Source Maiden's face-destroying punch, heart-piercing kick, and heart-piercing giant sword, Herzog's aging hybrid body should have died long ago, but he didn't, and he still survived.
Of course... the devil has contributed to this.
"Aha, I'm glad you're not dead, Dr. Herzog."
Doilos stretched out his sharp claws and lightly scratched the air, and several crystals of various colors that were brighter than the others merged into Herzog's body.
Herzog has always resisted the dragon blood transformation, fearing the risk of losing control, not to mention the "gift" from the devil.
But now it was not his turn to choose. As the crystal merged into his body, in less than ten seconds, Herzog's body regained its vitality - but some mutations also appeared.
His skin turned a strange purple, sharp, twisted horns grew from his forehead, and a third eye strangely opened from under his right eye...
"what--"
Herzog screamed in pain as if he had woken up from a nightmare. After he realized what was happening, he glared at the demon:
"God! You deceived me!"
"Calm down, Doctor. You should be more respectful to your lifesaver." Doilos said slowly, "Besides, this is not a lie. I just didn't reveal too much to you. I thought you were smart enough to interpret the meaning behind it yourself."
"But unfortunately, I obviously overestimated your rationality and wisdom in the face of your ambitions that are almost within reach."
Herzog gritted his teeth in hatred. He noticed the changes in his body, but he could do nothing about it.
"And what I predicted to you, that you will ascend the throne and become the new god of this planet, the new White King... is absolutely true." Doilos walked with his claws behind his back. As he walked to the side, he also revealed the White King who had suffered multiple serious injuries and was dying behind him. "Maybe the form and method of coronation will be a bit indecent, but I believe you won't mind this, right, Doctor?"
"The path of evolution is always bloody. Eat it, Doctor, devour its power and authority, and you will become the new White King."
Hearing this, Herzog cast his shining eyes towards the White King——
The armor and weapons originally installed on the latter turned into a cage that suppressed it. It was unable to move, and only the dragon eyes of the dragon head were still shining with molten golden light, revealing emotions of extreme anger and hatred.
Saliva began to flow from the corners of Herzog's mouth continuously. The various colored crystals that had just merged into his body were the essence of chaotic energy. At this moment, these energies were frantically stimulating his inner desires and greed, making him drag his trembling feet towards the White King.
Doilos admired the scene with a playful expression:
"Friendly reminder, although Her Highness Hraesvelgr is now a female and you, Doctor, have grown tentacles, I still hope that you can learn from your mistakes and not do anything that might please the Lord of Pleasure. Treasure your time on the throne..."
Herzog let out a strange cry. He could no longer hold back and pounced madly on the immobile White King. He lay on top of the King and used his mutated fangs to tear at the King's flesh with all his might.
He has always followed the truth of "survival of the fittest" in Darwin's "Origin of Species". He doesn't think that his current appearance has anything to do with ugliness. The strong man at the top of the food chain has now become food, and he, the former weak man, is about to devour this food to become strong, completing the greatest and also the bloodiest evolution.
The White King let out a primitive and crazy roar, but it could only do this. Not to mention releasing the Spirit of Words, it didn't even have the strength to move its body. It could only watch helplessly as this lowly and ugly creature lay on top of it and bit it.
"Yes! That's it, Doc! Bite it up and swallow it!"
Doilos, who was standing by, watched the scene excitedly and cheered as if to encourage the other party. He turned back to the throne and wanted to appreciate Herzog's madness and the White King's despair.
However, the ultimate goal of Doilos and Vashtor is not this, but the authority to enter the "Great Library" controlled by the White King; since the White King is unwilling to hand it over voluntarily, Doilos can only find someone to replace it and take over the authority that belongs to it.
Although it is too boring for it to support a waste like Herzog to become the new White King.
"Ok?"
Doilos suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure appearing at the edge of the wellhead above his head from the corner of his eye, and his expression suddenly froze -
It was a girl wearing power armor, with a pair of shining golden eyes on her pretty face staring at it coldly.