Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 272 Individual or Legion

The heavy pupils flickered strangely in the eye sockets, and there were faint black lines wandering in the black light. Arlin stood on the empty deck, raised his feet to the side of the ship, and lowered his head to look down at the silhouettes reflected on the sea. , The bloody smell of the sea breeze still remained in the nose.

The black silk thread trembled back into the palm of his hand trembling, and penetrated into the skin. He firmly pinched the gunwale with his hands, and his nails cut out a row of finger holes because of his force, and he stared at the black stripes on his left hand.

He is very familiar with this weird pattern, and he keeps almost every pattern in his heart. It is the proof of Astur’s (the true body of the brood) living in symbiosis in his body, under the base of the 153 branch. That huge nest can only be regarded as the extended outline of the mother’s nest, which is a reflection of his reality in this world, while the gene fragment containing the truly complete pheromone is still hidden in a certain genetic chain of Yallin. And it can never be divided and separated.

Of course, this is only the interpretation of the brood’s translation in the way that Yarlin understands it. In fact, the brood is definitely not a low-end species sequence such as pheromone or gene fragments, and the moment when Yarlin was symbiosis with the brood. At the beginning, the essence of his body was already beyond the scope of human beings, and the double helix DNA chain had long been contaminated and transformed into something that could not be described and understood with his knowledge.

Even the definition of “things” itself is just a vague concept in a broad sense.

The spiral pattern on the left hand must represent a hidden secret code in Yallin’s guess, not a random symbiosis signature or a simple stamp. Yallin stared at the tattoo covering the entire back of his hand. Wriggling, he felt like cells in the whole body, no, not cells, but genes and soul have been broken up, his whole body is just a body that is still pretending to be running, and some kind of weird reorganization is going on inside. , And the chain of genes seemed to be mingled into a big snake head-to-tail, and the big snake spit out a slippery egg, which was condensing strangely in the palm of his hand.

Everything can’t be explained with words, it seems to be just a fantasy that is being presented in his mind, but Yarlin clearly realized that this is not a fantasy, it is something that is happening in his body on a microscopic level.

The texture of the back of the hand originally showed a progressive spiral texture, like a circle of dark wavy ripples from the middle to the surroundings, and like the countless tree roots that started from five dark nails and spread to the center. The vines are connected into a black ring.

The black ring is obviously still, but it gives people the illusion of being like a living thing. The breath is connected to the nest of a certain monster, which is gloomy and cold.

On the opposite side of the back of the hand facing the ring, a black vertical line splits the texture of the entire palm into two.

The black line, the circle is reversed, one in front of one another, and one vertical eye is superimposed on each other, closed tightly, just like the shape of the deepest pupil of Arlin’s eye.

This is the original pattern, and at this moment, in Yallin’s eyes, the cold lair is awakening, the closed vertical eyes are opening little by little, and countless black patterns are wriggling, not only limited to Yallin’s palms and arms. , But began to poke out the cold and huge body little by little from the lair like a winding python, and began to spread and invade all over the whole body of Yallin’s arms, neck, back, and chest.

If you peel off the cover of your clothes, you can see a cold and mysterious snake tattoo covering Yallin’s whole body. It looks lifelike as if it is directly exposed from the flesh and blood, full of a suffocating beauty of evil and evil. As if he himself was a walking person entangled by a black python, a pitch-black snake head stretched from the back to the side of the neck and protruded a little bit of his head. Only one eyeball was exposed, which gave people a kind of activity. It feels as if there is a living creature peeping through the eyes of the world.

The outline of the tattoo reveals a trace of black air, like a big snake concealed in the black mist, swallowing and breathing, and the cold and cold murderous intent swallows and twists the surrounding light, looking from a distance, Yarlin’s whole body is As if shrouded in the collapse of a black hole, it was unusually deep and gloomy.

Yallin took a deep breath, and there seemed to be countless fragmented genetic chains before his eyes, and then in the darkness of dead silence, the information of a choice emerged in his consciousness, which was a choice:

Similar to the upgrade of the game characters, the moment before Yarlin is also the threshold of choice. Of course, there is no such variety of types in the game, there are only two options-“individual” or “legion.”

Looking at the literal, Yarlin can roughly guess the difference between the two, he looked down hesitantly:

Devouring: swallowing all flesh and blood into nutrients for your own growth.

Transformation: Transform the dead flesh and blood into your own servants, and strengthen the basic qualities of the servants themselves. (Basic qualities refer to three-dimensional attributes, strength, agility, and physique.) The servant has simple thinking ability.

Absorption: You can absorb the flesh and blood essence of the same type of life or specific life magnetic field, strengthen your own physical fitness, and can analyze the muscle memory of the same type of life, and load part of the biological information on yourself. (The effect of extraction depends on the degree of fit of the same category and the degree of freshness.)

Sharing: Sharing the five sense information of any slave without distance limitation and irreplaceable manipulation.

Brood nest: Astur’s projected reality, using countless black touches to transform reality into its nest, drawing nutrients from the earth all the time for growth, and gradually evolving the nest into a terrifying base and fortress in the process of growth. .

“Swallowing, transforming, absorbing, sharing, brooding, these are the abilities of a complete brood, and the next stage of breaking the seed stage to select individuals or legions means that individuals are more inclined to these abilities to evolve in the next step. The direction and category of choice.”

There must be something to do with it!

Yarlin understood this very early. He looked down at the bottomless sea, as if through his own reflection, he could see all kinds of huge shadows cruising in the depths of the sea. Replied from the bottom of my heart: “Legion!”

Legion: A person is a legion!

Under the choice, the drawn text suddenly fell into the shadow, which means that it is closed and frozen, and will no longer be improved and evolved, while other related annotations of “swallowing”, “sharing”, “transformation” and “mother nest” have begun to change. It is about to unlock the true direction of its evolution towards the category of the legion…