The passage was covered in blood, both walls and ceiling.
This is because the pirates were torn to pieces by the 'destruction sound wave' I shot.
"Measurement of risk above the enemy is not possible…"
The android, with only its head and part of its upper body remaining, let out a mechanical sound with its damaged vocal cords. I hit hard with my wing arm.
'The advance team ended with this.'
Now, even those on the other side will realize that there is quite a bit of danger inside the fortress. The auction is right around the corner, but the underground storage room has been robbed? This is a completely different problem from the increase in the number of madmen in the city.
'Everyone in the fortress and visitors to the city will join forces to kill me.'
Every living machine in this fortress is my enemy. Except for the kids I brought with me.
'What should I do now?'
The first thing that comes to mind is running away from the fortress, but getting out of the fortress right now is not a good option.
The space fortress's defense facilities are very powerful as they were built for battle with fleets. Naturally, there are more defensive turrets outside than inside. Somehow, the moment you leave the military port by boat, you will come under heavy fire from the fortress batteries.
'There is no need to increase the damage for no reason.'
In order to neutralize the orbital residence of this extraluminal oil, it is much more effective to destroy it from the inside.
The problem is how to attack it.
You can go out like this and massacre people and move to the headquarters, or you can break through the outer wall surrounding the fortress and mess up the internal environment.
Even when I destroyed Kesha Arma three times in the game, I did it in a different way each time. Again, several ways to take down the fortress came to mind, but I decided to try a new method. A way to utilize characteristics that did not exist in the game, that is, unique characteristics created using the transcendence system.
'Strictly speaking, it's a method I tried once.'
With a semi-transparent text box displayed, I focused on the 'Messenger of Chaos' and the 'Mutant Virus Host' part of the special states of 'Organic Evolution'.
When the pirate slave market was destroyed. This is my first time trying a combination of the two characteristics. Since they are both powerful crowd control machines, they work well together. It was especially effective when dealing with multiple enemies.
If the proper preparation and environment are provided, it will show explosive power enough to shake the steel fortress I am standing on.
'The method has been decided.'
Next is the location, but there is no need to worry about this. I turned and crawled inside the storage room.
"Aren't we going out?"
"The terrain here is not conducive to large-scale battles."
[Zuzuzu zuzzuzu (There is a way. Follow me)]
Unit 26, who was in storage in Area A, expressed doubts about PS-111 upon my return. I took the guys and headed inside the storage room.
When I got halfway to the storage area in Area D, I stopped the kids. And then he put his head close to one side of the wall.
"What is the big baby doing?"
"It seems like it's looking for something."
I didn't need to explain because I would find out soon anyway. I continued to trace the wall with the accessory under my chin.
'It was definitely around here… I found it.'
Near a corner of a large common, I found what I was looking for. Just a slight vibration.
A very weak vibration was felt intermittently beyond the wall. Having conquered the city several times, I know what this vibration means.
'Subway line.'
This space fortress is a space building as large as the T&C Special Trade Center. Several means of transportation are installed to effectively transport a large number of residents at once. Things like a hover bus flying in the air or a subway.
Also, there is a subway line about 50m away from Area D among the underground storage facilities.
Members of the Marcio Cartel, cartels from various star systems, and even mercenaries operated by guests from Megacorp or Star Union. Many enemies will be moving on the train.
'I can't see the subway moving yet, so we can't all gather together.'
The troops deployed in each area of the fortress will be gathering at the headquarters to face the threat to the country.
Of course, they won't reach their destination on time.
[Zuzzuzu (everyone step back)]
No. 26 and PS-111 heard my warning and moved away from me.
I opened my muzzle wide in front of the point where I felt the vibration. The upper and lower jaws opened as if torn apart, and the molars on both sides were bent outward.
My long throat throbbed, and then green liquid poured out like a waterfall from the inside of my mouth.
It sounded like cold water being poured into a hot frying pan, and a cloud of toxic gas rose up. The acid water cannon opened a hole about 10 meters in diameter in the thick alloy wall in front of me.
'If it were a game, I wouldn't have imagined this method.'
No matter how many different ways Amorph can strengthen its body, it is not easy to break through an alloy wall tens of meters thick at once. This is especially true if it is in a semi-adult state. If it weren't for the 'acidic fungal gland' strengthened by the 'great infectious agent', other methods would have been sought.
The acid breath, which had been powerfully melting the wall, rapidly weakened after a few seconds. This is because the fungal fluid inside the fungal gland has fallen.
'That's enough.'
After stopping my acid breath, I lowered myself in front of the hole in the wall that was continuously melting. As I lowered my head in front of the hole, the two gun barrels on my back were pointed into the hole.
As I strained my back muscles, two orange lumps were fired from the end of the spore cannon.
Spores flew in quickly like shells fired from a cannon. Soon, a strong explosion was heard from inside, and hot heat rushed out. A spore containing explosive bodily fluid exploded.
'It's not over yet.'
Soon, explosive body fluids and acidic fungi will combine to create an intense chemical reaction.
After a while, the underground storage room we were in also shook violently, as if there had been an earthquake. Every time the wall vibrated, heat was released from inside the hole, strong enough to easily cook a person. Inside the wall surrounding the storage room, two types of chemicals caused a fatal chain reaction.
｢Boom! "Exciting!"
"It's an interesting chemical reaction."
No. 26's body glowed as if it was fun to hear the storage room pounding. PS-111 seemed to be interested in what I had done, and his eyes were fixed on the inside of the hole.
The explosions and vibrations continued for a while, then gradually subsided and finally stopped.
I grabbed both ends of the hole with my wing arms and pulled. The broken alloy plate trembled, held on, and then collapsed.
[Zuzu zuzu (let's go now)]
I crawled inside the deep alloy wall with the kids. After passing through the uneven passage, a wide space welcomed us.
A huge space with a musty smell. In the middle, you can see a line with a magnetic field flowing through it.
'good.'
The subway will pass by here again in a few minutes. We must prepare to welcome guests who are planning to come here.
It's been a while since I activated organic evolution. In the middle of the basement of a fortress floating in space, my body began to twist.
There was a sound of skeletal distortion coming from the long fighting arms and wing arms. Things that were long like a spider's legs started to collapse and then shrunk to the size of a single piece.
On the other hand, my body inflated greatly, like injecting air into a balloon. A thick shell covered the enlarged torso, as if all the shells surrounding the arms had gone to the body.
As my body expanded, my head grew as well. The head became heavy and the neck became thick enough to be indistinguishable from the body. Not long after the change began, my appearance became closer to that of a scarab beetle larva.
Of course, the transformation is not over yet. Holes were opened on the carapace covering the body, and hundreds of tentacles protruded from them.
The new tentacle looked different from the erosion tentacle I was carrying. Overall, it resembles the leg of a cephalopod such as an octopus, but the difference is that the end is split into three branches. The length is roughly between 5m and 10m. It was much shorter than the erosion tentacle.
The change didn't last long. I felt my rapidly changing body stabilizing and opened the text box.
｢Mutant virus host: Transforms into an organism containing a virus that triggers mutation. Flesh-related internal organ traits are disabled. The transformation state can be canceled by the user at will. The maximum duration is 3 days and the cooldown is 30 days.
-Mutant Virus: Triggers rapid genetic mutation in those who come in contact with the tentacles. The mutation effect is random, but in common, it causes extreme aggression."
The mutation virus host is a special state that was previously unlocked when robbing Pyrrha Eleven's support ship before leaving the Dragon's Nest.
Unlike the 'King of Monsters', which rapidly increases combat power, and the 'Clever Weak', which specializes in infiltration and assassination, this special state specializes in infecting and mutating enemies.
As you can see from the body type, it is not very helpful in hand-to-hand combat. The speed is also very slow, making it disadvantageous in maneuver warfare. Since the body-related characteristics written in the tooltip are sealed, fighting a strong enemy one-on-one is close to suicidal.
However, there is only one reason why I chose this. It's because of that 'mutant virus'.
When hit by my tentacles, the genes of those infected with the virus are drastically altered. Normally, people would die the moment their genes are damaged, but this virus is not that easy. To prevent the host of the virus from dying, the body is manipulated into a new form according to the mutation.
'It's like a four-ro-X-pro.'
Creatures infected with the mutant virus are transformed into beings like the space undead that appear in classic science fiction games. Completely losing his sense of reason, he becomes absorbed in killing other living things until his body runs out of energy.
Since the 'other creatures' mentioned here include me, mutated enemies also attack me. The next card I take out here is Herald of Chaos.
The Herald of Chaos is a trait that distorts the senses of those around it. The senses of enemies infected with the mutant virus can be distorted and manipulated to target only specific targets.
'Plus the madness bomb is a bonus.'
Mutated creatures constantly fight and die. Naturally, the contagion effect of the Madness Bomb also increases significantly.
The fatal drawback of the Mutant Virus Host Herald of Chaos combo is that its speed drops to the level of a slug. Originally, when Herald of Chaos was activated, there was a penalty of slowing down body movement, but this penalty was doubled.
However, there is no problem with this either. Because the friends around me will protect me.
"and! "My eldest baby has become similar to me again!"
"Congratulations."
No. 26 seemed to like the way I had changed, circling around me and emitting light. He was very happy when I first transformed into this form at the slave market.
'It wasn't the other kids though.'
For your information, Aadhai said it's okay if I become ugly, and the heavenly mother pretended that she felt like throwing up. PS-111 didn't leave any comments other than being curious about the principles of various chemical reactions that occur in my body.
'Not everyone can be satisfied.'
Personally, I really like the current form.
'That's enough for now.'
I felt a strong vibration from the track and closed the text box.
Trains carrying sacrifices are coming here.
-x-X-x-
Kesha Arma's subway was a facility equipped with new technology by cult standards.
In general, cults prefer mobile facilities that move on the ground or in the air. Before becoming an empire that ruled the universe, they developed a civilization on a desert-type planet. So, I wasn't used to building something under sand.
This aspect remained in the consciousness of the cult even after it became an empire. When maintaining various facilities such as the bio-dome type colony orbital habitat, ground transportation methods such as hover buses and psychic trains were mainly used.
Surprisingly, the change in the consciousness of these cults began when the empire began to fall. As the empire's territory shrank and economic problems became more frequent, the cult's thinking gradually changed.
For example, existing structures need to be used more efficiently.
Kesha Arma's Subway was also a product of this change in consciousness.
The cult's subway, which operates by using low-quality moonsilver in a psychic power engine, was created to quickly transport equipment and mined minerals needed for planet mining. This is because the hover bus alone could not handle even one-third of the materials transported in a day.
Although the fortress changed hands over time, the subway still functioned as the blood vessel of space facilities. Although it has changed from carrying tools to carrying people, what is the meaning of distinguishing between the two in the space age?
The inside of the train was filled with pirates from each section. Since everyone had brought weapons, there wasn't enough room to find an opening like usual.
Of course, just because there was plenty of space did not mean it was comfortable. The smell of sweat, alcohol, and drugs clung to the inside of the car. Naturally, the facial expressions of the pirates, who had to suck the foul-smelling cocktail into their bronchi, were not good.
"Hey, it's taking a long time."
"All those damn mercenaries go by bus or boat."
"Even from above, we don't put weaklings on the bus."
"What are you doing?"
"It's too narrow, so don't fight. "It'll be there in a few minutes anyway."
Even while the pirates were muttering, the train was moving diligently. After a few minutes, they arrive at a military port near an underground storage facility.
That time when everyone arrived at their destination and wanted to take a breath of fresh air.
The entire train, which was moving with psychic power, shook greatly. Because of the recoil, all the pirates who were standing fell forward.
"Uuuuh?"
"Ahh! "Holy shit!"
The interior of the vehicle was completely ruined, including a person with a broken tooth after hitting a standing gun and an Insect Man being crushed by a heavy cyborg. The atmosphere, which was already not good, suddenly turned ugly.
"I think the vehicle has stopped?"
"You haven't arrived yet, right?"
"What happened?"
This subway, created by a cult, travels back and forth on a set track on its own without human control. It doesn't stop like this unless it runs out of fuel or there's a problem with the track.
"Someone please go out and check."
Some of the pirates opened the vehicle's door and stuck their heads out to check. The light from the train softly illuminated the tracks laid in the underground passage.
"Are you okay?"
"Are you going to look crazy like that? "Go out and check."
"…the cub. It's up to you. Sheesh."
As the large cyborg pirate glared and threatened, the human pirate had no choice but to get out of the train. Pirates in a similar position approached him in another compartment.
"Have you found anything?"
"I don't know. "I'm out now too."
"This is the first time a train has broken down."
After coming out for a moment, the human pirate took out an electronic cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. As he sucked down the synthetic drug as hard as he could, the unrefined hallucinogen seeped into his lungs. His entire body trembled from the dizzying pleasure that invaded his brain cells.
"The train seems to be fine. "Is it a track problem?"
"Hey, you're here too, so come quickly and check it out."
"Just smoke this."
He took another sip and tried to join his colleagues. The moment I thought that, I heard a sound from ahead.
'huh?'
His eyes were drawn to the tracks that ran straight ahead of the train.
'…'
He took a cigarette and blinked a few times. My eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness and I could see the surrounding scenery more clearly.
There was a haze there.
At first I thought there was a fire. Because the things swaying in the darkness were pitch black.
However, it didn't take long to realize that it wasn't acting or something, but 'something alive'.
Numerous things were shaking in the abyss reminiscent of the universe.
It was like a snake pit filled with countless poisonous snakes, or like maggots boiling on the skin of a corpse.
Greedy, disorderly chaos. It was so dangerous that he could tell even when he was under the influence of drugs.
The 'seething being' moved. The stem, which was like an aquatic plant swaying in the water, stretched out and snatched one of his companions who was in front of the train.
"what?"
The pirates looked puzzled when they saw their comrades disappearing in an instant. The colleague disappeared into the darkness and a pistol with a flashlight attached fell on the spot.
As the pistol that fell to the floor made a dull noise, the pirates' expressions began to change suddenly. They opened their mouths and prepared to scream.
However, the evil entity lurking in the darkness did not leave them alone. Dozens of stems with three-pronged ends came out and dragged away all of his companions.
It took less than a few seconds for the colleagues who came out of the train to disappear.
"…."
The human pirate's legs were shaking like a new recruit going into battle for the first time. He slowly backed away and got back on the train.
"what? "What happened?"
"You fixed it right? "What was the problem?"
He closed the door without answering. As he closed it, he picked up the electronic cigarette with trembling hands and took another deep drag.
"What's wrong with this weakling?"
"What the fuck?"
Thanks to the drug from the cigarette, the truly human pirate could barely open his mouth.
"…there's a monster outside."
"what?"
"They took all the kids in the other compartment."
When they heard those words, the expressions on the pirates' faces on the train became strange.
"Does this guy seem to have lost his taste?"
"This isn't even an underground storage area, so what kind of monster is this?"
"Anyway, I heard there are no normal people who drink drugs."
The absurd pirates mocked him. At that time, the large cyborg pirate shouted in a loud voice.
"Hey, don't do this, let's just walk. "It's not far from the destination anyway."
After saying that, he held on to the car door with both hands. The human pirate who saw this was horrified and stopped him.
"If you open it, it won't…Kek!"
He kicked the human pirate and threw the car door wide open. As expected, there was nothing outside.
The cyborg pirate, who believed this to be the case, raised the corners of his mouth.
"Look you idiot. There's nothing…"
Before he could finish his sentence, something came out of the darkness and attacked him.
"Keuuk?!"
"Giggigigigi"
The being that attacked the cyborg pirate was a human whose ribs had grown abnormally and looked as if he had a mouth on his chest. He hacked the cyborg's waist with the protruding bone.
The comrades who were staring blankly at that scene only then realized that what the human pirate said was true.
As they was about to raise their weapons, the windows of the car broke and numerous black streams entered the train.
Screaming gunshots, lights inside the car flickering uneasily.
There, the human pirate held his head and prayed for this nightmare to end.
After that, the screams that echoed through the underground passage did not last long. What filled the place was the heavy breathing of a horde of animals.
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"Yes. It hasn't arrived yet. yes? You want me to enter first? Oh no! "We will enter immediately!"
Mercenaries brought by guests from Megacorp and numerous cartel pirates from Hulk Mutant Kesha Arma were besieging the front of the cellar.
Among them, the pirate who was in charge of communicating with the command center shut down his communicator. He wiped away his cold sweat and delivered orders from above to the representatives of each team.
"The higher ups are telling us to start the operation."
"Our kids haven't arrived yet?"
"I heard that the enemy is powerful. "Isn't it for no reason that we enter separately and get destroyed individually?"
"You said above that the priority is to understand the current condition of the item. I think it would be better to check first…" The
mercenary representatives sighed after hearing those words. I didn't like it, but they had no choice.
If an item to be put up for auction is stolen, who will the 'owners of the product' give a damn? They will definitely hold those who hired them to protect the product responsible.
The owner of the mercenaries here is an agent hired by the upper class of Megacorp. I was afraid of the consequences if I treated them carelessly because they were third capital or mid capital.
"I can't. "It would be better for just a few people to rush in, check the items first, and then get out right away."
"After that, let's join the troops that arrived at the military port station and push forward."
"Uhm, I can't help it. "Let's do that."
The representatives who made the decision returned to their respective teams. Searchers from each team gathered in one place and entered the underground storage room.
"…I think I know why I couldn't contact you."
Every time the search party took a step, the sound of sticky water filled the passage. It's not a leak. The entire passage they were walking through was covered in blood.
The search party's expressions became extremely dark due to the strong smell of blood that paralyzed their noses. It was nonsense to expect things to be normal when the passage was like this.
They went inside, trying to think of an excuse to make to their employer. After passing through the shattered security office, they arrived at the storage area in Area A.
"The item is fine!"
"This way too!"
"You didn't touch this place? "That's a good thing."
Contrary to concerns, the container carrying luxury goods and valuable documents was intact. The scattered mercenaries breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was no damage to the items their master had brought with them.
"Why is this okay? "Weren't you targeting valuables?"
"Let's check inside first."
"We're moving so everyone gather together!"
The scattered mercenaries gathered together again to move to the next area. Just as they were about to leave, mercenary Wolf raised his hand.
"what's the matter?"
"What do you hear?"
"sound?"
"Someone is coming."
After hearing Rat-Headed Wolff's words, the entire search party took up their weapons. Wolff continued to prick his big ears and then looked in one direction.
"?!"
"What is that?"
What emerged from the darkness was 'something walking on two feet'. It had an abnormally developed right arm and was walking towards the search party wearing tattered reinforced clothing.
"Failed Hulk Mutant?"
"no way. "I've seen defective products, but they didn't look like that."
"…It looks terrible."
No matter how I looked at the approaching being, it didn't look like I could communicate with him. One of the mercenaries shot him with a Gauss rifle.
"Gigigigig."
The guy with half of his head shattered fell backwards. The fallen guy didn't even move.
"Is he the one who made this place a mess?"
"Well, it's too weak to look like that."
"…Everyone be careful for a moment."
"huh?"
As soon as Rat-Headed Wolff's words to be careful were heard, the fallen monster wriggled and got up.
"Giggigigi"
An unpleasant groan and a highly viscous black liquid flowed from the mouth of the guy with the broken head. The mercenaries frowned at that disgusting sight.
"Tsk."
The mercenary with the Gauss rifle took aim again to finish him off.
But soon he had no choice but to change his target. This is because a monster with an equally grotesque form appeared behind the one with the broken head.
"uh?"
The mercenaries' complexions became increasingly hard as they saw the enemy. This was because the monster that appeared in the darkness inside the storage room was not just one.
"Gigigigigi"
"Gigigigigigi"
"Gigigigigi"
"Gigigigigigi" "Gigigigigigi"
"Gigigigigigigi"
A bizarre cry uttered by dozens, if not hundreds, of beings.
It was so huge that it overwhelmed the resistance of the search party members.
-x-X-x-
"Everyone, step back! "Aaaah!"
"The escape route is blocked!"
A cyborg with five arms added to its upper body screamed and ran toward the front of the mercenaries. Wolff, who had three joints added to his legs, climbed into the container and attacked from above. While the mercenaries' attention was focused on the other infected, a human with a broken jaw and another mouth sprouting from behind attacked from behind.
The number of mutants is approximately 100 or more. This number amounts to one-third of the troops who boarded the train.
The remaining people could not come here because they were either severely mutated to the point where they could not even move, or were attacked and killed by other mutants.
Just as I cannot specifically control changes in the mimicry organ, the same cannot be said for variation. Beings infected with the virus change completely randomly, so they do not necessarily change into an efficient form.
'Nothing can be just good.'
Even if it becomes ineffective, the combat power of the mutant is not bad. Depending on the changed part, it can move quickly like a wild animal and split the human body in two.
Of course, this only applies to close combat, and if the enemy fires a volley of fire, it will be difficult for you to survive as a living creature. If the head or heart is completely destroyed, it ceases to function. The enemies initially aimed their shots at important areas such as the head and heart.
If I wasn't here, they would have won. The enemy side includes many experienced mercenaries. They must have found a way to attack it somehow.
"shit! "They're so fast!"
"It's an ally! "Don't shoot!"
But now the mercenaries were confused and were not able to properly deal with the mutants.
The reason is because of me.
'Herald of chaos.'
The waves flowing from the monster's tentacles are teasing the minds and senses of everyone present. The mercenaries were unable to properly distinguish between their allies and their allies even though the enemies were moving around right in front of them. Instead of fighting among themselves, the mutants were only attacking the mercenaries.
These are all phenomena that occur when the senses are distorted due to the waves of psychic power I spread.
"Kku kkuok?"
A mutant with hundreds of fangs sprouting from his vertically split face struck the mercenary from behind. The mercenary waved his arms in an attempt to escape, but it was no use. Sharp teeth crushed and tore off his head and spine.
"crazy?!"
"Ssivaaal!"
Mercenaries are astonished by their enormous power. While everyone was paying attention to the mutants, I slowly approached the mercenaries.
There is a mercenary nearby who is busy dealing with monsters. The Wolf mercenary with the rat head didn't notice me because he was busy shooting monsters jumping over the containers.
I approached him silently and waved my tentacles.
"Whoop?!"
Tentacles that resembled octopus legs wrapped around his neck. And before it could scream, the end of the tentacle plunged into the creature's snout.
"…!"
As the three-pronged tentacle blocks his throat, the mercenary's whole body trembles and squeals. Meanwhile, the mutated virus produced in my body moved to find a new host.
"Kuwaaeaeaeaeak!"
The time the tentacles were attached did not last long. As soon as the tentacle fell, the mercenary fell to the floor and retched. A mixture of undigested contents and a black tar-like substance poured out of his mouth.
"Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk! Why! Eh, that device…."
"Hey! are you okay?"
Another colleague saw that and came running. He supported his colleague, who was continuously pouring out black liquid.
He had a very kind heart for a mercenary, but in this situation, it was hard to see it as a particularly good action.
"We need to administer the treatment right away…"
"That's it, that's it."
"Huh? "Huh?"
The mercenary's body twists strangely. The mutation has begun. As his spine grew rapidly, it broke through his flesh and reinforced clothing and was exposed to the outside. And like a cobra, its spine and head stood erect on its tattered upper body.
The mercenary, who was staring blankly at the scene, was struck by his colleague's spine and flew away. The mercenary was unable to resist and was thrown into the container. I helped him, who had a broken back, to be with his friend.
"Gigigigigig"
The mercenary who has become a new mutant growls like an animal. I tried to induce him to target other mercenaries with waves that disrupted his senses.
"Gigi geek"
But perhaps I was a little late and he sensed me first. The mutant, with four arms growing from his waist and moving like a spider, roars at me and bares his teeth.
"gig?!"
At that moment, his neck spun violently as if he had been hit by an air rifle. With an eerie sound, the guy with his neck bent 180 degrees fell into his seat.
The person who broke the guy's body with psychic power was No. 26, who was sitting on my back. This guy used 'binding' to force the mutant's body to turn in the direction where the other mercenaries were.
"Baby shouldn't play here. "Go over there and play."
"Gigigigi."
When the new target came into view, the mutant ran towards it. The mercenaries who were fighting with other mutants screamed at the enemy that appeared from behind.
"Ugh! "It's here again!"
｢Did I do a good job?｣
[Zuzuzu(Yes, I did well)]
｢Yes, yes!｣
It would have been nice to pet it like usual, but I couldn't do that because my arms were getting shorter. Of course, I don't particularly hate No. 26 just because I praise it in words.
After a few minutes, neither gunshots nor screams were heard from the archives. It's just filled with the breathing sounds of animals that just want to satisfy their desire to kill.
Their senses were distorted and they were biting dead bodies and containers. It's still compliant because there's still something nearby to attack, but if it runs out, it'll ignore its senses and go crazy.
'Then you should give it bird food.'
They are the same as locusts, which maintain their flock no matter how hungry they are as long as they have food. If you can get their fingernails and teeth wet with blood, they will run endlessly until they use up all their energy reserves.
I adjusted 'Herald of Chaos'. The monster's tentacles, which cover the back of the head and neck like a mane, shake and adjust the distortion waves.
"Gikigigi"
"Gigigik"
The mutants who were sticking their heads down on the corpse and tearing out the internal organs reacted in unison. Their blurry eyes turn to the passage leading outside.
There is the food they desire.
"Gigigigigig"
"Gigigigigi" "Gigigigigi
" "Gigigigigi"
A flock of hungry rats roars. Following the guidance of the messenger who brought about confusion, the mutants ran outside.
'There are still not enough numbers.'
More chaos and more fear are needed to disrupt order in the fortress. I think we need to increase the number of variants with humans outside.
[Zuzu Zuzu (Shall we go then?)]
"Yes."
I followed behind the mutants with No. 26 on board. There is no PS-111 here. Because he went somewhere else along the tracks to take care of more important matters.
As I passed through the blood-covered passage, I heard loud noises. The screams from outside the underground storage area echoed all the way here.
'If we had just closed the entrance, we would have bought more time.'
As a player, it would probably be unreasonable to expect such a quick response from ordinary pirates. I would never have thought that people who are accustomed to killing and stealing from others would be treated like this.
'If it's too late, you won't even be able to find the ingredients… Huh?'
A noise was felt behind the torn door of the underground storage room. Three people who appeared to be pirates were trembling and hiding in the shadows.
"Please save me, please save me, please save me…."
"It's so loud!" "They're listening!"
"Shit shit shit! If you were going to do this, you shouldn't have joined the Marcio Cartel!"
The three of them are talking like crazy people. Their eyes were fixed on the scene of carnage taking place outside. Because of that, he didn't even notice that I was crawling out.
'Good. First of all, should we make these three mutants as well?'
Three tentacles moved in the shadows.
One of the cowardly pirates seemed to sense something strange and turned his head. When he spots me, his eyes widen to the point of tearing.
At the same time, a black tentacle split into three strands engulfed his face.
–
"Ugh, I'll get you a drink."
"okay."
The 8th Environmental Management Office is responsible for the security of military ports and surrounding oxygen supply facilities and gravity maintenance devices. The atmosphere inside the building, which has a unique shape made of two overlapping diamonds, was calm as always.
The pot-bellied pirate went out and said to his colleagues.
"Shall we bring something for you?"
"I didn't like it because it tasted like urine that had been held in for two days."
"…How does your senior know that?"
"You too, try living as a pirate for at least a year. "You will learn all the things you don't like."
The pot-bellied pirate left the management office, leaving behind his disgusted colleagues.
He passed through a neat hallway and opened the refrigerator placed at the end of the hallway. He took out a palm-sized can of energy drink, looked around for a moment, and then took out another bottle from inside.
He grabbed a bottle of synthetic liquor and ran to the bathroom. He sat on the toilet, opened the bottle, and gulped down the contents inside the bottle.
"Keuuuu!"
A fire that extends from the tongue to the throat and esophagus. He quickly opened a can of drink and took a sip.
"It's good."
The environmental management office is an important facility in maintaining the lives of fortress residents. This is because if this area is breached, the safety of the military port and other areas under its command cannot be guaranteed.
Even the pot-bellied pirate knows that. It was clear that if Vice Minister Kadun found out about this, he would tear him to death. In fact, even if he doesn't go to the Vice Head, if the manager finds out, he will be kicked out of space.
But as a serious alcoholic, satisfying his immediate desires was more important than future danger.
He emptied all the drink cans and synthetic liquor and left the compartment with a red face. If I go back to the management office like this, my stupid colleagues will notice. He poured water into the sink and scrubbed vigorously.
"Is this enough?"
His complexion returned to its original state and he went out of the bathroom.
"huh?"
On his way back to the management office, he noticed something strange. The emergency exit door at the end of the hallway was open.
'Who went to smoke?'
Kesha Arma's main facilities are equipped with bunkers to prepare for any unexpected events. If you use that emergency exit, you will find a bunker where personnel working at two facilities, including the environmental management center of the military port's subway station, can take refuge.
"You can ask me something."
He confirmed that there was no one inside the emergency exit and locked the door.
And then he walked towards the management office, whistling.
"These bastards are missing. "Someone smokes in the management office…"
He opened the door to the management office and entered, trying to shout out to his colleagues.
If it wasn't a co-worker who was in the management office, it would definitely have happened.
Instead of the familiar back view of my colleague, a completely different being sat there. A being so large that even when bending down, its back touches the ceiling of the management office.
'It' was sitting on the remains of its comrades that had been alive just a few minutes ago. 'It', which was manipulating the computers in front of it with large hook-like fingers, slowly turned its head.
"I didn't expect there to be one person left. "It was a mistake due to lack of information."
The monster with the head of a beautiful woman grotesquely snapped its neck and said so.
"What are you, what are you?"
"Based on body type analysis, it contains abundant nutrients."
The monster pressed down on the blood-soaked keyboard with its claws.
"I will take your energy."
The door behind the pirate closed quietly.
-x-X-x-
Banquet hall in the basement of the 2nd Command Center.
It was usually an empty space, but not today.
Outsiders with ties to the powers of the universe, such as the Megacorp Cult Empire and Star Union, were staying in the banquet hall. They were all dressed in luxurious attire and were being served food that was as precious as the clothes they wore.
The people here are all major customers of Montana Marcio.
Originally, the plan was to invite them to the banquet hall after the auction started, but it was intentionally brought forward.
It was because of an unpleasant incident that occurred in the fortress.
A significant portion of Montana's business is illegal. The guests who visit the fortress also know this fact well. If Montana makes even the slightest mistake, they will immediately leave to find another replacement.
That's why Montana had to do everything he could to win their hearts. At least until his men solve the problem in the underground storage room.
"How was everyone's meal?"
The guests nodded silently at Montana's words. Everyone's expressions weren't bad, but that didn't mean they were friendly.
There was a problem with the underground storage room where their belongings were stored. Because of that, the mercenaries they brought with them have now gone to the storage facility to check the safety of the items.
The reason they did not leave right away was because of their status. In fact, none of those who come to the banquet hall and enjoy a meal are truly upper class. They are, after all, representatives of the upper class of their respective factions. They are a type of employees who take charge of illegal transactions.
Of course, if a problem occurs with the product and the transaction fails, they must also be held responsible. It's better if it's a cult, but the users of Noble Capital or Prime Capital don't know what will happen.
Therefore, it is not too late to sever ties with the Marcio Cartel after the safety of the goods has been confirmed.
For this reason, the guests at the banquet hall believed Montana's words and were here.
Those who hope that he will handle it well, those who are dissatisfied with the troublesome situation, those who are thinking of ways to gain some benefit from it, etc. Everyone had smiling faces, but complex calculations were going on behind the scenes.
Montana, who was watching, did the same.
He was also tapping away at the calculator in his head. Damage from accidents is already inevitable. However, he wondered if he could use this accident to successfully overcome the crisis and build a good image for them.
So far, he has overcome many hardships. It will be like that this time too.
As he believed this, his subordinate approached him cautiously.
"Do ah no, Chairman."
"what?"
"This is an urgent report. It's a bit too much to say here…"
It's never wise to leave your seat in front of numerous customers. If it had been any other time, Montana would have been bitten too.
He would have done so if he hadn't noticed that his subordinate's entire hair was soaked in cold sweat.
"Hahaha, it looks like the work is finished. The main menu will appear soon, so please wait a little longer."
Montana reacted calmly as if nothing had happened and left the banquet hall with the guidance of his subordinate.
And after hearing everything his subordinate said outside, he couldn't keep his composure.
"The troops sent to the military port also lost contact? all?"
The worst case scenario Montana assumed was that the troops sent to the depot would suffer heavy losses.
However, the situation was far beyond his imagination. There is no contact not only in the storage area but also in the reserve units gathered at the military port.
"I contacted the kids wandering around that military port and they are in complete chaos. Monsters have appeared and are massacring people…"
"…"
The situation was very serious. It was the greatest crisis since he took control of the fortress.
'This is not the time to be like this.'
"I'm going to the general manager's office. "You must stay and entertain those inside."
"yep."
He sent his subordinate to the banquet room and rode the elevator with his bodyguards.
The general management office is located on the 10th floor. When the heavy man pressed the button, the elevator began to rise quickly.
–
After organizing the troops gathered in the storage room, I sent a group of mutants toward the headquarters. The reason I didn't go with him was because I had business to do at the military port.
'There will be more troops in reserve.'
The pirates on the train I attacked were all heading to the military port station. For security reasons, there is no space around the storage area for vehicles such as patrol ships or hover buses to land.
Therefore, the enemy would have gathered a large number of troops at a nearby military port and then tried to deploy them one by one depending on the situation.
'If we turn them all into mutants, it will be much easier to conquer the fortress.'
The mutants will move around and reduce the number of enemies on their own. Moreover, if they take control of a military port where many enemy ships are anchored, their means of defense will be greatly reduced.
For this reason, I asked PS-111 to secretly go to the military port and do preliminary work.
And now that I arrived at the military port, I was able to see the results he had created.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu….
" Cluck, cluck…"
Pirates, mercenaries, and various criminals were lying on the ground throughout the military port. This is because PS-111 hacked and messed up the environmental maintenance function in the area where the military port is located.
First, he twisted gravity to prevent the enemies from moving and lightly sprayed poisonous gas on them. Thanks to this, the combat power of the troops gathered at the military port plummeted.
"Hurry and request support from headquarters!"
"Damn it! "The communicator is not working!"
"Stop being useless! First, release the Hulk mutant and stop him first!"
The only disappointing thing is that not all enemies were subdued. There were quite a few who reacted quickly after seeing their colleagues fall to the ground.
Mercenaries and pirates wore gas masks and administered strengthening agents to their bodies to withstand the poisonous gas and gravity. The Hulk mutants, who appear to have been brought in from Megacorp, were also unaffected by the poison gas as they were wearing specially made bio masks on their faces.
'It's not a bad response, but…'
Choosing instead of the worst option is the lesser evil option, so it's just as bad. Since they choose to fight, there are only two futures left for them.
Either die. Or…
"Start shooting!"
The enemy troops who were hiding using the building as cover poured all their firepower towards me. From bullets with physically destructive power, such as tungsten bullets from Gauss rifles and depleted uranium bullets from storm guns, to pulse grenades that are strong against electronic equipment and energy bullets from laser weapons.
All kinds of attacks rained down on me, but only a few of them reached me. All bullets with physical power were fixed in the air.
"Fuck?!"
"What is that…?"
If they were a cult, they would know why the bullets were in the air. Number 26 above my head caught all the bullets coming at me with its powerful psychic power.
[Zuzuzuzuzu (don't kill me)]
"Yes."
No. 26 jumped down onto the metal floor. At the same time, the bullets entangled in the web of psychic power also fell to the ground.
The body of No. 26, who stood in front of me as if protecting me, grew rapidly. A large fin grew from the bottom of its body, and countless tentacles grew from the top.
In an instant, it grew into a 25m tall monster, with countless eyes popping out from its torso. Each eye moved separately and watched the enemy's location.
"…."
"…."
Enemies who made eye contact with him could not take any action. Because an overwhelming, unimaginable fear is clutching at their throats.
At that time, when everyone was silent, No. 26's attack began.
Intense psychic power emanated from its body, while its tentacles stretched out and struck the building.
"Avoid everyone!"
"Kwaaaak!"
The building where about ten people were hiding on the roof collapsed completely after being hit by the guy's blow. It was not difficult to predict what would have happened to those inside. Other enemies who saw this barely came to their senses and began to attack.
"Hulk Mutant! "Unleash the Hulk Mutants!"
"Kill him!"
Hulk mutants wearing bio masks jumped out, breathing heavily. Number 26 stood proudly in front of me and radiated psychic power towards them.
"Kuuuuu?"
"Kuok!"
Four Hulk Mutants rose into the air at the same time. Their bodies began to tremble, and then their limbs were torn off as if they had been executed by car.
"How do you beat that monster?!"
"We must run away now!"
"Everyone get back…Kaaaaaa!"
The pirates who tried to escape were caught in the restraints of No. 26 and had their legs bent 360 degrees. Instead of helping their colleagues, the others were busy taking care of their own comfort.
'I don't think you need help.'
I expected it, but No. 26 was fighting well even without me.
I pulled out the tentacles and injected the mutant virus into the enemies that were not yet dead. The pirates, who were screaming with bones sticking out of their thighs, became quiet as soon as they touched my tentacles.
They broke away from the weak spirit of the past and became a new being. Their desire to kill made them free.
"Gigigigigi"
"Keuuuuuuung!"
The newly born mutants rushed at the Hulk mutants with their limbs torn off.
'It would be great if Hulk mutants could also mutate, but it's a shame.'
It's not that the mutated virus doesn't work, but when I tried using it, the results weren't very good. Is it because there are a lot of spliced genes? Rather, it changed in a bad direction.
I gave up on being a Hulk mutant and focused on mutating living mercenaries, pirates, and other humans.
As a result of diligent movement, by the time No. 26 subdued the enemy, the number of mutants had increased to hundreds. As the 'Messenger of Chaos', I adjusted their movement route.
"Baby, you have to go there, not there."
"Gigigigigi."
There were instances that occasionally escaped, but in those cases, No. 26 caught them one by one. Those whose necks or backs were bent by his strength stumbled and joined the other mutants.
'The port seems to have been somewhat organized.'
I turned dozens of criminals hiding in one building into mutants and tried to get them to join the group.
'Is it okay to do this?'
While I was thinking that, light suddenly flashed from a long cylindrical building in the distance.
And a swarm of light of enormous intensity flew this way and destroyed dozens of mutants I had created at once. As if that wasn't enough, it was enough to make me, who was away from the center of the light, retreat a few meters.
'this!'
Just now, it is a fortification gun for internal defense in this fortress. There were a total of six guns, two each installed in three headquarters, and the current one was the main gun located in the second headquarters.
'The headquarters was also aware of the situation.'
The mutant is still on his way to headquarters. They probably took action not because of the mutation, but because they lost contact with the personnel at the military port.
'But I never thought they would fire the fortress artillery right away.'
The only time the fortress artillery works is when the war situation is extremely bad. It is a weapon made with the assumption that the enemy would infiltrate the inside of the fortress, so its firepower is extremely powerful.
They might know about the mutant, but they don't know about me, so they reacted quite quickly.
｢Big baby, are you okay?｣
[Zuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzuzu (I'm fine. I'll shrink back down)]
Number 26, who was worried about me, shrank back to a small size. He could use his psychic power to deflect the fortress cannon's beam, but it's a pretty risky attempt. Since there are two fort guns, if you block one and get hit by the other, you will be fatally injured.
'I need to use that.'
Originally, I was planning to use it more sparingly, but the situation is such that I have no choice.
It is time for the unique characteristic 'Complex Spectral Object' that was acquired last to come into play.
The second fortress gun at the 2nd Command Center will be firing soon. Before that, I activated the unique trait.
When the characteristic was activated, an intangible haze rose above my body, as if heat was rising. The haze floated in the air and clumped together to form a transparent tray. It was so large that it covered both me and the largest size 26.
Next, the tray-shaped haze gradually solidified and began to refract and disperse the surrounding light. The colorfully shining tray was similar to my appearance in the 'color of the abyss' state, but it was slightly different.
While the colored light of the abyss gave an eerie feeling somehow, that light seemed to be created from a purely natural phenomenon. Like light reflecting off a prism.
At that time, light flashes again from the headquarters in the distance.
A heat ray of psychic power flew at a much faster speed than Gallagon's breath. It collided with the transparent tray floating above me.
The enemies would have never expected what happened next.
The heat rays blocked by the invisible barrier turned into numerous rays of light and flew in a completely different direction.
The main abilities of the Tray-shaped Hazard or Complexity Spectral Object are:
'Reflects energy-type attacks.'
"It's so shiny and pretty!"
A meteor shower of light decorates the fortress and the city is on fire.
It was a very beautiful sight, as No. 26 said.
-x-X-x-
Cynthia, the distinguished guest on the 100th floor of the 2nd Command Center, did not go to the banquet hall.
Currently, she is hiding in the pirate territory of Kesha Arma. If she goes to the banquet hall, someone might recognize her.
Montana Marcio also knew this, so he promised to treat her separately.
Now it will soon be time for expensive, gourmet dishes to fill the table in the room she is staying in. Before the meal came, she was listening to music in the audio room as usual.
Beautiful music flows from antique speakers designed in the shape of a gramophone. She listened to the beautiful melody of string instruments filling the room.
It was a subtle vibration that woke her up from being immersed in the world of music with her eyes closed.
It wasn't just that the music was loud enough to make the room vibrate. The floor she was on, and indeed the entire building, rang as if something had hit her hard.
'what?'
There has never been anything like this before. She got up from the chair and left the room.
A familiar noise could be heard softly from the balcony. A sound she once heard so often that she was sick of it.
It was the explosion that occurred when an energy bullet hit something.
'Could it be Akira?'
Did he realize that she was hiding here? She quickly ran out to the balcony.
And what Cynthia saw was a little different from what she expected.
There were no giant warships invading the fortress, no warplanes swarming like bees, no Hulk mutants or soldiers descending from the sky.
Instead, there was a meteor shower there.
Numerous fires were burning the fortress.
–
'Should I say I'm glad it's a cult stronghold?'
I looked up at the transparent tray floating in the air, protecting me and No. 26.
An object that looks like a mirror or circular prism containing various types of light is created whenever 'Complex Spectral Object' is activated.
Its main ability is reflection of energy-type attacks.
It is a unique characteristic created by combining defense-related characteristics such as 'Mimetic Scale' and 'Super Power Reflective Gloves' that I previously had.
'Defense-type characteristics are rarely active.'
Most of the defense-related characteristics I have acquired so far are activated when conditions are met or are activated automatically on a regular basis. Even in the game, the ability to activate defensive abilities when the Aimorph player wanted was rare.
Additionally, active defense characteristics were usually effective but risky. The conditions for use are strict, or it is very difficult to obtain, etc.
Of course, the complex spectral object is not a feature that can be used at any time.
I opened the text box, protected by a transparent mirror that reflected energy.
｢Complex Spectral Body: In nature, waves are forces. Forms a medium that reflects energy attacks that have been hit multiple times. Reduces damage from energy attacks that cannot be reflected by less than half.
*Reflection Target: Laser Plasma Psychic Power Crystallization Wavelength
*Duration: 5 minutes (cooldown 30 minutes)
*PS: A strategist must know how to use the enemy's power against him."
The effect of the complex spectral body is similar to the defensive characteristics I have had so far. It is a structure that combines the effects of 'Reflection', a defensive technique of cults.
It is similar to Mimic Scale in that it only affects energy-type attacks that have been attacked multiple times, and is similar to the psychic reflective armor Reflection in that it reflects them.
'As an additional effect, it also reduces damage from attacks that cannot be reflected.'
It can also be useful when fighting enemies that use unique energy systems, such as Red Gallagon or Vortex One.
Their attacks can neutralize defense characteristics, causing enormous damage even to adult Aimorphs. Even if you can't reflect the damage you will receive from them, it is definitely a benefit to reduce it.
'The shortcomings are good enough.'
The reflective medium lasts for 5 minutes and has a cooldown of 30 minutes.
It is true that it cannot be used at any time, but compared to other features that require waiting for more than 24 hours to use again, it is virtually risk-free.
'Anyway, that's it.'
From this, they would have known that I have reflex abilities. Instead of shooting with fortress guns, they will use other means.
The moment I thought that, a light flashed again from the 2nd headquarters located far away. Two fortress guns fired salvoes.
'Did you think you were mistaken?'
It seems that the enemies could not believe that their most powerful weapon was not useless, but rather reflected and attacked the fortress.
'You lack faith.'
And the price of distrust was not small.
A purple heat ray with more firepower than a normal battleship collides with a huge transparent mirror.
A mirror that performs its original function without the slightest movement. The heat ray, which is thicker than my body, splits into hundreds or thousands of thin beams and flies in the opposite direction.
A rain of highly concentrated psychic power covered the fortress. The rain of death did not obscure the facilities built by the cults or the buildings built by the newcomers. If I had ears, there was a series of explosions so powerful that my eardrums would have exploded.
Some of the beams of psychic power also flew in the direction of the fortress' headquarters. A small spark burst out near the middle of the tall, cylindrical headquarters.
Only then did they stop shooting, apparently realizing that I was equipped with a reflex mechanism. The other 1st and 3rd headquarters also remained calm and did not use fortress artillery.
'Kadoon said that. There are other types of weapons in the fortress.'
Montana, the owner of the fortress, said he had various types of naval guns deployed.
Of course, among the attack methods they have, the one with the most firepower is the psychic fortress cannon. The possibility of taking out another weapon in a situation where the strongest weapon is neutralized is slim, but it cannot be ignored.
Complex spectral bodies are only effective in energy-type attacks. It is useless against weapons that strike with physical force. It doesn't even block tungsten bullets, which can do almost no damage to my body.
If the enemy fires another anti-ship weapon at me and decides it is effective, it will be a headache.
'So you have to move diligently.'
The duration of the complex spectral body is only 5 minutes, but they don't know that. We need to attack the headquarters while they stop shooting.
[Zuzuzu zuzuzu zu zuzuzu (Can you help me gather up the fallen people?)]
｢Are you making a baby?｣
[Zu (Yes)]
No. 26, who was on my side, brightened up to show that he understood. It grew its body back to size and used its tentacles and psychic powers to pick up fallen people.
Those who were poisoned by toxic gas and weighed down by heavy gravity had no way of resisting No. 26. They failed to resist and became mutants.
'Do you think this is enough?'
Nearly a thousand mutants headed to their respective headquarters.
Some of them have 'madness bombs' planted in their heads that spread the 'messenger of chaos' effect. The more mutants the command center kills to respond, the more confusion it will cause.
While I was thinking about ending the creation of the mutant at this point, a familiar thought wave tickled the tentacles of my monster.
｢Big Adult｣
[Zeuuu (Aadhai?)]
The owner of the Thought Sect was Aadhai, who protected the Mother of Heaven on the ship we boarded.
｢Outside｣｢Noisy｣
[Zuzu Zuzuzu (I'm hunting)]
｢I'm jealous｣｢Me｣｢Boring｣
[Zuzuzu Zuzuzuzu Zuzu Zuzuzuzu (Isn't Heaven's Mother finished yet?)]
｢Yes｣｢Al｣ ｢As it is｣ Just
as Aimorph enters a cocoon every time he evolves, Wolff's physical condition changes when he increases his level of deification.
'It turns into an egg-shaped jewel statue.'
The type of jewels that make up the statue varies depending on the number of phantoms chosen when you first ascend to the deification stage. Since the Mother of Heaven is a gryphon, she will take the form of an egg made of agate.
[Zuzuzuzu zuzuzzu zuzuzzu (It will end soon. Please wait a little longer)]
｢Understanding｣｢Me｣｢Ugly friend｣｢Promise｣｢Keeping it｣
Aadhai gives a unique answer.
Once the fortress is cleared, I'll have to look for something to give him as a gift.
After finishing my conversation with the guy, I left the military port with No. 26. The areas around the military port have long since been completely devastated.
The buildings collapsed due to the aftereffects of the fortress artillery's attack. Those who were inside and escaped were attacked by mutants.
The monsters mutated by the virus swept through the area around the military port, so there were no survivors.
'I don't think there's any need to maintain the transformation.'
The 'mutant virus host' does not move very fast due to its body shape, such as long legs and a thick torso. If the Herald of Chaos remains in that state, its movement becomes slower.
The combat power is not that good either. This is because internal body organ characteristics cannot be used while in the mutant virus host state.
The number of mutants has increased sufficiently. From now on, I plan to attack the fortress headquarters directly, so it would be better to return to the original.
Having made my decision, I turned off 'Organic Evolution', which maintains the transformation state. Then my body changed drastically and returned to its original shape.
The body, which had been steamed to the point of being reminiscent of a scarab larva, became thin and its short legs became elongated like the legs of a spider. The black tentacles wriggling all over the body also disappeared.
"Big baby has changed again."
As my appearance returned to a form reminiscent of a spider, No. 26, who was following me, blinked as if he was disappointed. Then he jumped on top of my head.
"But the older one is always cool! Good!」
[Zuzuzu (Thank you)]
I raised my wing arm, which had returned to its original state, and lightly patted him. It also took out its tentacles and wrapped the fingers around the ends of its wing arms as if shaking my hand.
'My body is back, let's move.'
Currently, PS-111 is working secretly to neutralize the 3rd Command, which oversees life support facilities. It's not about hitting the headquarters directly. He has taken control of the Environmental Management Center, a lower level facility, and is preparing to hack the 3rd Command's system using this as a basis.
So, the target that No. 26 and I are aiming for is another command, that is, the 1st or 2nd command.
'It was the 2nd Command that reacted most quickly.'
Considering that the fortress artillery was fired first, it is highly likely that the leaders were gathered there.
Having decided on a goal, I stretched out my wing arms to both sides. The skin covering the inside of the carapace spread outward.
After taking out my wings for the first time in a while, I flapped my two wings, which were almost as long as my body, a few times. The film fluttered, pushing not only the air but also the surrounding debris.
'good.'
After completing a quick inspection, I waved the wings loudly. The enormous air pressure collapsed the surrounding buildings and lifted my heavy body into the sky above the fortress.
I adjusted my wings to lower my altitude. As I flapped my wings and looked down, the shadow created by my body was thick on the street.
"Giiiii"
"Giiiii"
"Giiiiiiiiik"
"Geikigigi"
The mutants filling the streets and running towards the fortress are crying out at me.
The pirates who were resisting them also raised their heads as they felt a shadow fall over their heads. Their eyes widen and their mouths open.
"What is that?"
"I've never heard of anything like that!"
To describe that feeling simply, it was 'astonishment.'
A natural reaction when witnessing an overwhelming presence. I decided to give them a gift.
A messenger of great chaos descends upon an area within a 500m radius from me. A powerful psychic power that distorts human senses and drives people crazy burrows into the heads of the pirates who resist.
"Ugh! Run away! "Run away!"
"Please save me, please save me, please save me…."
"Mom! mom! scared! mom!"
In front of him was a mutant, and above the horde was a flying monster tens of meters high. When added to the psychological power that pollutes the mind, the pirates' camp rapidly collapsed.
"Don't run away! Fight back…Kuuk?!"
"Hee hee hee! I won! I won! Heeheeheehee!"
"Ki ki hee hee hee die die die die die!"
That's not all. The pirates, who had lost their minds and went completely crazy, began shooting at their comrades.
The mercenaries who had just joined forces with the pirates to stop the mutants were busy unleashing the murderous skills they had trained on their colleagues.
Madness spreads through the streets like a malignant tumor.
Meanwhile, the group of mutants I had created were running through the streets and buildings, heading towards the headquarters.
'I guess this is enough.'
I have modified the goals of the lunatics created by the Herald of Chaos. Rather than stabbing a colleague sitting next to you in the stomach, aim for a bigger goal.
For example, the people who made these unfortunate events happen to them. How about making them pay?
"I'm going to kill you. I'm going to kill you. "I will kill you."
"I want to kill you! hurry! Bleed quickly!"
I adjusted the position of the carrots above where they wanted to eat them.
Crazy pirate murder-crazy mercenaries followed behind the mutants. The guys who had bitten each other just now and put bullets into each other were now going crazy together and moving towards a new target.
At the end of the direction where the concentrated madness was heading was the 2nd Command Center.
-x-X-x-
"Complete closure of the 2nd Command Center. Activate shield."
"All VIPs in the banquet hall have been evacuated to the underground bunker. VIP evacuation of upper floors in progress."
In the general management office, dozens of androids were controlling the second command center with cables attached to the back of their heads. Montana Marcio, the owner of the fortress, watched the robots working behind him with a nervous look on his face.
Those androids are all advanced robots created by Star Union. These are androids created to assist ship computers and modified for fortress management.
Even for the Marcio Cartel, it is not easy to find talented people capable of managing an orbital colony. This is because people with such high level of knowledge and expertise will not come over to Spacedog.
So Montana spent an astronomical amount of credit to purchase a number of high-end Android devices from Star Union. Plus the various weapons they will manage.
"Anti-air shock cannons and defense railguns activated and loaded."
"We judged that psychic power-type attacks were meaningless against the enemy. Replace the bullet."
"Replacing large-diameter high-speed impact bombs with cluster bomb missiles."
"The armament of patrol corvettes under the command has also been changed to the same specifications."
The Androids were responding very quickly to the crisis, as if the investment was worth it. Although the fortress artillery, a powerful defensive facility, was neutralized, they immediately took out the alternative means they had prepared.
Looking at that scene, Montana felt conflicting emotions. Despite the feeling of relief that one's insight was correct, the feeling of anxiety does not go away.
'shit! 'I was thinking of leaving here if this business goes well.'
Recently, disturbing rumors have been spreading everywhere, including the sudden disappearance of Outspacer's Jun-dong large cartels. In such a situation, Kesha Arma's management rights obtained through lobbying were very unstable.
Therefore, the plan was to purchase a small planet within Megacorp's territory with the profits earned through auction brokerage. If you do business in a legal area, it becomes easier to receive protection from Megacorp. Naturally, his safety will be guaranteed.
I did, but that plan was completely ruined.
An unidentified entity that infects organization members from outside and turns them into grotesque monsters. It is unknown whether it is Outspacer's monster or an experiment brought in by some crazy Megacorp customer.
Whatever it was, I had suffered a lot of damage because of him, and now my life was in danger.
'…Should I prepare to escape?'
Kesha Arma, which wanders in planetary orbit, has one more means of going outside than the military port. The means to travel only to the planet hovering exactly above their heads.
Montana looked at the monitors in the general management office, thinking of a last resort.
Beyond the screen were his men running around diligently, preparing to fight.
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Three cylindrical pillars that can be seen from any area inside the fortress.
One of the three headquarters supporting Kesha Arma awaits us, fully armed.
'That shielding wall is solid.'
If the headquarters is breached, the fortress will be over, so the walls protecting it have no choice but to be strong.
It is a wall made by mixing various high-strength metals on a black silver base that reduces the power of psychic power, so it is quite difficult to break through. The psychic breath and acid breath I can use will be able to break through, but it will take quite some time.
'There's no need to do that.'
The longer I wait, the more my weaknesses will be exposed to the enemy. It's true that my body is strong, but that doesn't mean I have any intention of taking on any attack.
As I always say, frontal fighting is not suitable for Aimov.
To deceive the enemy and make a surprise attack from an unexpected place. That's Aimov's fight.
I ordered the legion of mutants and madmen below me to advance. A hybrid army of those with mutated bodies and those with corrupted minds races toward the steel fortress.
The distance between them and the fortress was short. As of now, there has been no significant disruption.
However, Kesha Arma's defense facilities are not limited to fortification guns.
A thick shielding wall surrounding the cylindrical headquarters. Flames flash from between the gaps. An intense binge of alcohol and the explosion that followed swept through the group of mutants.
'It looks like it's a shock cannon…'
The mutants that were directly hit disintegrated, and those that passed by also lost limbs. However, this alone is not enough to stop mutants.
"Gigigigi"
"Gegiiiii"
The mutant who lost his leg ran using the protruding tentacles instead, and the one with the broken waist used his two abnormally developed arms to run.
Meanwhile, light flashed again in the headquarters. An enormous amount of electromagnetic force split the air. And a red line appeared in the middle of the densely packed mutant group.
The projectile flew at super speed and pierced through the mutants and mercenaries, turning them into pieces of meat.
'That's the railgun I got expensively.'
Space Survival's railgun is a weapon mainly used in Megacorp's space fortress. This is useful when dealing with enemies that are resistant to energy-type attacks like me. If you enter Megacorp's territory, especially the solar system, you will see it so often that it becomes boring.
Kadun said that the Marcio Cartel installed one in each headquarters after they took over the fortress. It cost an astronomical amount of money to purchase three small models with much less power.
'Well, railguns are expensive. 'It costs a lot to maintain.'
Compared to regular pirates, the Marcio Cartel made a lot of preparations.
However, it would be okay to say that their misfortune is that the other person is me.
'The railgun went into a resting state.'
Shock cannons placed between the headquarters' shield walls continue to spit out fire. The army of mutants and madmen I created did not stop moving forward even when they were killed by shells.
The number of mutations I have created alone exceeds a thousand. Residents driven into madness by the 'Messenger of Chaos' are joining in one after another.
The army of madness, which was increasing as quickly as the number of deaths, had already reached the shield wall of the headquarters. But it was impossible to penetrate in front of it. The sharp claws of the mutant mercenaries and the weapons carried by the pirates could not even make a scratch on the shield wall.
The command center began firing missiles similar to Claymores at the approaching enemies. Every time a missile filled with cluster bombs the size of a human head exploded in the air, the mutants and mercenaries below it were divided into six groups.
"Kwaaaaaaaa! Shibaaaaaal!"
"I'm going to kill you! You damn bitch! "Kaaaaaaaa!"
A group of mercenary pirates in madness let out a scream-like scream. Although their minds were polluted, their pain did not disappear, so their condition was truly miserable.
I thought the enemies would be hesitant if it was a mercenary pirate, but that wasn't the case. The enemy was coming out much more decisively than I expected.
The headquarters fired cluster bombs without hesitation over the heads of those who had been colleagues until a while ago, as if they could not hear their screams. Dozens of people died each time the red flames scorched the shield wall.
'It'll be trouble if they're already dead.'
For the Insanity Bomb to be fully effective, you must die after entering the command center.
'Let's get started soon.'
While the command center focused on other enemies, I landed on the ground. It folded the large membrane and stored it in the empty carapace of its wing arm, then lowered its head and brought the tip of its snout close to the floor.
'It's around here.'
While groping the floor with my assistive device, I stopped in front of a building where one wall had collapsed. It's not exact because there are a lot of differences from the fortress in the game, but it's probably correct.
I struck the wall with my wing arm, causing the building to completely collapse. Then he placed his mouth on the wreckage and opened his mouth wide.
The fungal gland located deep inside the throat operates and spits out a large amount of acidic fluid. The green liquid did not just engulf the ruins, it also penetrated to the floor.
The enemies still don't know what I'm doing. However, a blind impact bullet did fly near me.
Still, I'm not worried. Because No. 26 is with me.
"I'll clean it up so you don't disturb the big baby."
The guy on top of me collapsed other buildings and levitated the remains in the air. The flying shells exploded after hitting a rotating obstacle in the air.
'A remarkable guy.'
After all, we've been together for a long time, so if we pretend, we pretend.
I continued digging under the protection of No. 26. After pouring out all the liquid stored in the fungal gland, spores containing explosive body fluid were thrown inside using the gun barrel on its back.
'It doesn't end here.'
This area must be drilled deeper than the underground storage area.
The monster's mane-like tentacles, which extend from the back of the head to the neck, sway in accordance with my will. The high concentration of psychic power created by the tentacles condenses and forms a shape in front of my snout.
A purple sphere, like a blazing sun, turned into a huge flame and spewed out through the hole I had drilled. The hard metal floor began to crack due to the tremendous firepower.
Not only that, but the area around me shook violently, as if there had been an earthquake. Buildings that were in good condition collapsed completely, and flames of psychic power shot out like lava from the cracked floors.
'good.'
The intense flame of psychic power that burned even Apex creatures to death gradually died down.
Thick smoke rose from the black pit. Amid the toxic smoke created by the chemical reaction, my auxiliary organs smelled a familiar smell.
The smell of a human being in fear. That was a sign that this pit was close to my desired goal.
'This is the weak point of the headquarters' shielding wall.'
The shield wall protects the entire command center in the form of a cylindrical pillar protruding above the ground. This means that facilities planted underground, such as underground bunkers, cannot be protected.
If the wall the enemy has built is strong, you can just go back.
'In the game, there was someone who plastered the entire basement with the same material as the shielding wall…'
It wouldn't be easy for pirates who bend their backs to buy a rail gun to do that.
Even if the enemy does that, there are plenty of ways to break through. I just didn't do it because I don't need to do it now.
I reactivated the Herald of Chaos that had been canceled due to shooting Psychic Breath. Mutants within a 500m radius of me responded to the supernatural wavelength. Some of those who were frantically hitting the shield wall of the headquarters jumped over the pit under my guidance.
I, along with No. 26, threw myself into the pit of the abyss.
The bunker down there and those who believe it is the safest place.
Chaos will come upon them.