Alexander, who had been watching the changes in his brother, witnessed everything.
"Gulu! Gulu!" After several large bubbles appeared, Alexander crawled out of the pond with a large number of water plants wrapped around his body like a drowned person.
However, when facing an extremely terrifying opponent, "it"'s body and its controller were all destroyed, and only the last core organization escaped by chance and fell into this small pond.
The feeling of the world slowing down reappeared, and the slowness of everything under control gave Alexander's body magical power.
Let Pushkin come out of the cocoon, and "its" short life has come to an end.
Alexander, who had been watching the changes in his brother, witnessed everything.
…
After being wrapped in the cocoon, his brother never made any sound again. Then, from that impenetrable cocoon came some strange pulse.
The body of "it" is the latest research result of a certain organization. It is an external armor cultivated using the remains of the dead Zerg Mother Queen and many precious materials. There once was a human controller who mutated his insect veins and became a new seventh-level powerhouse.
"It" has no name, no past, and no future.
However, even in the last second before disappearing, "it" did not feel any sadness.
Not an armor form, but a complete fusion form. Only by completely changing the host's body structure from the beginning and integrating with the host can "it" truly maximize its combat capabilities. This is "its" strongest state.
"I will die if this continues." Pushkin was obviously not used to his new body at all, even though the level of this body was even higher than that of an average seventh-level strongman. He tried very hard to change back, but in the end he just managed to put away the elbow blade and the corner of his head.
It is an extremely powerful pulse of life, a seed of life that can survive even in the harshest environment, and then do whatever it takes to survive. Even in a state where the host's consciousness and body have completely died, one can still rely on instinct to find a new host.
"Brother, what should I do? I have turned into a monster." Pushkin, who had grown much taller after switching races, squatted in front of Alexander, with a few strange milky white mist exuding from his gem eyes.
It was a more powerful and perfect kind than the one it is now. The mature body that is almost evolving to the final stage of combat is also the only advanced species of its kind that it can sense in its memory.
"Oops!" Pushkin looked at the pond where Alexander fell into with tears in his eyes. He actually attacked his brother, and he would definitely be retaliated next.
"It" has no name, no past, and no future.
However, it is no longer necessary.
The body of "it" is the latest research result of a certain organization. It is an external armor cultivated using the remains of the dead Zerg Mother Queen and many precious materials. There once was a human controller who mutated his insect veins and became a new seventh-level powerhouse.
And now, Pushkin was chosen by "it".
"I will die if this continues." Pushkin was obviously not used to his new body at all, even though the level of this body was even higher than that of an average seventh-level strongman. He tried very hard to change back, but in the end he just managed to put away the elbow blade and the corner of his head.
"Hoo! Hoo! Ask me what to do, how do I know." Alexander angrily hit his unsatisfied brother on the head, and the shock felt on his finger joints made him grit his teeth.
At Alexander's level, he was completely unable to understand what this level of life pulse represented. He just instinctively felt danger. It is as if human beings are born with the ability to understand what monsters that are taller and stronger than themselves represent. This is an instinct engraved in the blood of the human race.
Only in this state can you fully exert your combat effectiveness without any burden. In the battle with the terrifying enemy in the core memory, if it had been in this state from the beginning, the support time could have been at least ten minutes longer.
Not an armor form, but a complete fusion form. Only by completely changing the host's body structure from the beginning and integrating with the host can "it" truly maximize its combat capabilities. This is "its" strongest state.
Let Pushkin come out of the cocoon, and "its" short life has come to an end.
"What is this?" Pushkin, who was in a hurry, swung out his fist and released a strong burst of air, which blew Alexander, who was unprepared, into the pond.
When Pushkin came out of the cocoon, he was no longer a human being, but became another kind of life, a life with terrible fighting power and evolutionary instincts.
Alexander, who had been watching the changes in his brother, witnessed everything.
Infinite evolution, infinite choices, and constant advancement to higher levels, this is the belief of "its" race. This is an endless process and the meaning of its racial existence.
The crystal eyes with a gem-like structure, the energy core distributed on the head and waist, the sharp head horns and elbow blades, and the reinforced physical structure from the inside to the outside reflect the ultimate power. And not a mutilated state, but a perfect individual.
When Pushkin came out of the cocoon, he was no longer a human being, but became another kind of life, a life with terrible fighting power and evolutionary instincts.
"I will die if this continues." Pushkin was obviously not used to his new body at all, even though the level of this body was even higher than that of an average seventh-level strongman. He tried very hard to change back, but in the end he just managed to put away the elbow blade and the corner of his head.
Let Pushkin come out of the cocoon, and "its" short life has come to an end.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" Continuous sword flashes flashed by, and the criss-crossing icy blades of light emitted the cold air that cut through everything, tearing the strange-looking armor into pieces in an instant...
What will replace "it" will be a Zerg body that has achieved a perfect state, and a new individual with extremely high intelligence, codenamed "Pushkin".
The body of "it" is the latest research result of a certain organization. It is an external armor cultivated using the remains of the dead Zerg Mother Queen and many precious materials. There once was a human controller who mutated his insect veins and became a new seventh-level powerhouse.
While waiting for the next qualified host to approach, "it" relied on its own instincts and the last remaining battle memory in its core to begin evolving into a new form.
Of course, this is just Alexander's unilateral fantasy. The actual situation is that even if he used all his strength, he did not make even a visible mark on Pushkin's strange armor.
"Oops!" Pushkin looked at the pond where Alexander fell into with tears in his eyes. He actually attacked his brother, and he would definitely be retaliated next.
Only in this state can you fully exert your combat effectiveness without any burden. In the battle with the terrifying enemy in the core memory, if it had been in this state from the beginning, the support time could have been at least ten minutes longer.
An hour ago, the result of evolution was what Pushkin looks like now.
However, when facing an extremely terrifying opponent, "it"'s body and its controller were all destroyed, and only the last core organization escaped by chance and fell into this small pond.
"Gulu! Gulu!" After several large bubbles appeared, Alexander crawled out of the pond with a large number of water plants wrapped around his body like a drowned person.
Children are children after all, they just turned into monsters, and they didn't die. It would be good to save their lives in that weird state. As long as you don't die, it's a good thing.
After being wrapped in the cocoon, his brother never made any sound again. Then, from that impenetrable cocoon came some strange pulse.
Of course, this is just Alexander's unilateral fantasy. The actual situation is that even if he used all his strength, he did not make even a visible mark on Pushkin's strange armor.
While waiting for the next qualified host to approach, "it" relied on its own instincts and the last remaining battle memory in its core to begin evolving into a new form.
It was a more powerful and perfect kind than the one it is now. The mature body that is almost evolving to the final stage of combat is also the only advanced species of its kind that it can sense in its memory.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" Continuous sword flashes flashed by, and the criss-crossing icy blades of light emitted the cold air that cut through everything, tearing the strange-looking armor into pieces in an instant...
Only in this state can you fully exert your combat effectiveness without any burden. In the battle with the terrifying enemy in the core memory, if it had been in this state from the beginning, the support time could have been at least ten minutes longer.
Let Pushkin come out of the cocoon, and "its" short life has come to an end.
An hour ago, the result of evolution was what Pushkin looks like now.
The body of "it" is the latest research result of a certain organization. It is an external armor cultivated using the remains of the dead Zerg Mother Queen and many precious materials. There once was a human controller who mutated his insect veins and became a new seventh-level powerhouse.
However, even in the last second before disappearing, "it" did not feel any sadness.
An hour ago, the result of evolution was what Pushkin looks like now.
After the fusion is completed, "it" ceases to exist, leaving only the race's powerful fighting instinct and the host chosen by "it" to evolve to a higher level.
"You put on this red round helmet, and then put on this new set of fiery red soft armor. Well, it looks almost like a human being. Until you find a good way, just forget it." I don't know where I got it from. Alexander, who was wearing a strange outfit, looked at his weak brother with satisfaction.
"I will die if this continues." Pushkin was obviously not used to his new body at all, even though the level of this body was even higher than that of an average seventh-level strongman. He tried very hard to change back, but in the end he just managed to put away the elbow blade and the corner of his head.
"Gulu! Gulu!" After several large bubbles appeared, Alexander crawled out of the pond with a large number of water plants wrapped around his body like a drowned person.
However, even in the last second before disappearing, "it" did not feel any sadness.
Not an armor form, but a complete fusion form. Only by completely changing the host's body structure from the beginning and integrating with the host can "it" truly maximize its combat capabilities. This is "its" strongest state.
Several snails were leisurely sucking on his hair. They seemed to like this moist kelp head and were very willing to make a home here.
Several snails were leisurely sucking on his hair. They seemed to like this moist kelp head and were very willing to make a home here.
And now, Pushkin was chosen by "it".
…
"From now on, your name will be Kesar, the mysterious super soldier I recruited. If you don't like red, there are yellow, green, blue, and black for you to choose from..."
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" Continuous sword flashes flashed by, and the criss-crossing icy blades of light emitted the cold air that cut through everything, tearing the strange-looking armor into pieces in an instant...
Only in this state can you fully exert your combat effectiveness without any burden. In the battle with the terrifying enemy in the core memory, if it had been in this state from the beginning, the support time could have been at least ten minutes longer.
However, it is no longer necessary.
At Alexander's level, he was completely unable to understand what this level of life pulse represented. He just instinctively felt danger. It is as if human beings are born with the ability to understand what monsters that are taller and stronger than themselves represent. This is an instinct engraved in the blood of the human race.
However, even in the last second before disappearing, "it" did not feel any sadness.
After the fusion is completed, "it" ceases to exist, leaving only the race's powerful fighting instinct and the host chosen by "it" to evolve to a higher level.
"Very good, very good." Alexanguan shook his head, then picked up the knife and killed his own brother.
After the fusion is completed, "it" ceases to exist, leaving only the race's powerful fighting instinct and the host chosen by "it" to evolve to a higher level.
Alexander, who had been watching the changes in his brother, witnessed everything.
An hour ago, the result of evolution was what Pushkin looks like now.
Infinite evolution, infinite choices, and constant advancement to higher levels, this is the belief of "its" race. This is an endless process and the meaning of its racial existence.
"Idiot, you are also an idiot if you become a monster!" Alexander really had no choice but to deal with his useless brother.
However, even in the last second before disappearing, "it" did not feel any sadness.
Infinite evolution, infinite choices, and constant advancement to higher levels, this is the belief of "its" race. This is an endless process and the meaning of its racial existence.
It was a more powerful and perfect kind than the one it is now. The mature body that is almost evolving to the final stage of combat is also the only advanced species of its kind that it can sense in its memory.
Alexander, who had been watching the changes in his brother, witnessed everything.
"It" has no name, no past, and no future.
"Gulu! Gulu!" After several large bubbles appeared, Alexander crawled out of the pond with a large number of water plants wrapped around his body like a drowned person.
"Oops!" Pushkin looked at the pond where Alexander fell into with tears in his eyes. He actually attacked his brother, and he would definitely be retaliated next.
And now, Pushkin was chosen by "it".
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" Like an old cow that had been squeezed for three days and three nights, Alexander was so tired that he almost fell to the ground. The result of the battle was that Pushkin was shocked at first.
…
However, even in the last second before disappearing, "it" did not feel any sadness.
"It" has no name, no past, and no future.
Alexander, who had been watching the changes in his brother, witnessed everything.
If there is any regret, it is probably that before "it" disappeared completely, I could not see the figure of the same kind that I vaguely felt in that battle.
"Gulu! Gulu!" After several large bubbles appeared, Alexander crawled out of the pond with a large number of water plants wrapped around his body like a drowned person.
"Hoo! Hoo! Ask me what to do, how do I know." Alexander angrily hit his unsatisfied brother on the head, and the shock felt on his finger joints made him grit his teeth.
"Very good, very good." Alexanguan shook his head, then picked up the knife and killed his own brother.
After being wrapped in the cocoon, his brother never made any sound again. Then, from that impenetrable cocoon came some strange pulse.
"I will die if this continues." Pushkin was obviously not used to his new body at all, even though the level of this body was even higher than that of an average seventh-level strongman. He tried very hard to change back, but in the end he just managed to put away the elbow blade and the corner of his head.
While waiting for the next qualified host to approach, "it" relied on its own instincts and the last remaining battle memory in its core to begin evolving into a new form.
"Gulu! Gulu!" After several large bubbles appeared, Alexander crawled out of the pond with a large number of water plants wrapped around his body like a drowned person.
When Pushkin came out of the cocoon, he was no longer a human being, but became another kind of life, a life with terrible fighting power and evolutionary instincts.
It was a more powerful and perfect kind than the one it is now. The mature body that is almost evolving to the final stage of combat is also the only advanced species of its kind that it can sense in its memory.
"Hoo! Hoo! Ask me what to do, how do I know." Alexander angrily hit his unsatisfied brother on the head, and the shock felt on his finger joints made him grit his teeth.
Let Pushkin come out of the cocoon, and "its" short life has come to an end.
"It" has no name, no past, and no future.
"Hoo! Hoo! Ask me what to do, how do I know." Alexander angrily hit his unsatisfied brother on the head, and the shock felt on his finger joints made him grit his teeth.
"Brother, what should I do? I have turned into a monster." Pushkin, who had grown much taller after switching races, squatted in front of Alexander, with a few strange milky white mist exuding from his gem eyes.
Not an armor form, but a complete fusion form. Only by completely changing the host's body structure from the beginning and integrating with the host can "it" truly maximize its combat capabilities. This is "its" strongest state.
Not an armor form, but a complete fusion form. Only by completely changing the host's body structure from the beginning and integrating with the host can "it" truly maximize its combat capabilities. This is "its" strongest state.
And now, Pushkin was chosen by "it".
However, it is no longer necessary.
Of course, this is just Alexander's unilateral fantasy. The actual situation is that even if he used all his strength, he did not make even a visible mark on Pushkin's strange armor.
"What is this?" Pushkin, who was in a hurry, swung out his fist and released a strong burst of air, which blew Alexander, who was unprepared, into the pond.
What will replace "it" will be a Zerg body that has achieved a perfect state, and a new individual with extremely high intelligence, codenamed "Pushkin".
Let Pushkin come out of the cocoon, and "its" short life has come to an end.
The feeling of the world slowing down reappeared, and the slowness of everything under control gave Alexander's body magical power.
If there is any regret, it is probably that before "it" disappeared completely, I could not see the figure of the same kind that I vaguely felt in that battle.
Let Pushkin come out of the cocoon, and "its" short life has come to an end.
It is an extremely powerful pulse of life, a seed of life that can survive even in the harshest environment, and then do whatever it takes to survive. Even in a state where the host's consciousness and body have completely died, one can still rely on instinct to find a new host.
"I will die if this continues." Pushkin was obviously not used to his new body at all, even though the level of this body was even higher than that of an average seventh-level strongman. He tried very hard to change back, but in the end he just managed to put away the elbow blade and the corner of his head.
What will replace "it" will be a Zerg body that has achieved a perfect state, and a new individual with extremely high intelligence, codenamed "Pushkin".
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" Like an old cow that had been squeezed for three days and three nights, Alexander was so tired that he almost fell to the ground. The result of the battle was that Pushkin was shocked at first.
At Alexander's level, he was completely unable to understand what this level of life pulse represented. He just instinctively felt danger. It is as if human beings are born with the ability to understand what monsters that are taller and stronger than themselves represent. This is an instinct engraved in the blood of the human race.
"Oops!" Pushkin looked at the pond where Alexander fell into with tears in his eyes. He actually attacked his brother, and he would definitely be retaliated next.
"What is this?" Pushkin, who was in a hurry, swung out his fist and released a strong burst of air, which blew Alexander, who was unprepared, into the pond.
"Hoo! Hoo! Ask me what to do, how do I know." Alexander angrily hit his unsatisfied brother on the head, and the shock felt on his finger joints made him grit his teeth.
And now, Pushkin was chosen by "it".
Of course, this is just Alexander's unilateral fantasy. The actual situation is that even if he used all his strength, he did not make even a visible mark on Pushkin's strange armor.
"I will die if this continues." Pushkin was obviously not used to his new body at all, even though the level of this body was even higher than that of an average seventh-level strongman. He tried very hard to change back, but in the end he just managed to put away the elbow blade and the corner of his head.
…
It is an extremely powerful pulse of life, a seed of life that can survive even in the harshest environment, and then do whatever it takes to survive. Even in a state where the host's consciousness and body have completely died, one can still rely on instinct to find a new host.
"What is this?" Pushkin, who was in a hurry, swung out his fist and released a strong burst of air, which blew Alexander, who was unprepared, into the pond.
"What is this?" Pushkin, who was in a hurry, swung out his fist and released a strong burst of air, which blew Alexander, who was unprepared, into the pond.
It was a more powerful and perfect kind than the one it is now. The mature body that is almost evolving to the final stage of combat is also the only advanced species of its kind that it can sense in its memory.
…
It was a more powerful and perfect kind than the one it is now. The mature body that is almost evolving to the final stage of combat is also the only advanced species of its kind that it can sense in its memory.
"Oops!" Pushkin looked at the pond where Alexander fell into with tears in his eyes. He actually attacked his brother, and he would definitely be retaliated next.
Let Pushkin come out of the cocoon, and "its" short life has come to an end.
Of course, this is just Alexander's unilateral fantasy. The actual situation is that even if he used all his strength, he did not make even a visible mark on Pushkin's strange armor.
Of course, this is just Alexander's unilateral fantasy. The actual situation is that even if he used all his strength, he did not make even a visible mark on Pushkin's strange armor.
"Gulu! Gulu!" After several large bubbles appeared, Alexander crawled out of the pond with a large number of water plants wrapped around his body like a drowned person.
The body of "it" is the latest research result of a certain organization. It is an external armor cultivated using the remains of the dead Zerg Mother Queen and many precious materials. There once was a human controller who mutated his insect veins and became a new seventh-level powerhouse.
"Brother, what should I do? I have turned into a monster." Pushkin, who had grown much taller after switching races, squatted in front of Alexander, with a few strange milky white mist exuding from his gem eyes.
…
Several snails were leisurely sucking on his hair. They seemed to like this moist kelp head and were very willing to make a home here.
Infinite evolution, infinite choices, and constant advancement to higher levels, this is the belief of "its" race. This is an endless process and the meaning of its racial existence.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" Like an old cow that had been squeezed for three days and three nights, Alexander was so tired that he almost fell to the ground. The result of the battle was that Pushkin was shocked at first.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" Like an old cow that had been squeezed for three days and three nights, Alexander was so tired that he almost fell to the ground. The result of the battle was that Pushkin was shocked at first.
However, even in the last second before disappearing, "it" did not feel any sadness.
"Very good, very good." Alexanguan shook his head, then picked up the knife and killed his own brother.
However, it is no longer necessary.
It is an extremely powerful pulse of life, a seed of life that can survive even in the harshest environment, and then do whatever it takes to survive. Even in a state where the host's consciousness and body have completely died, one can still rely on instinct to find a new host.
Children are children after all, they just turned into monsters, and they didn't die. It would be good to save their lives in that weird state. As long as you don't die, it's a good thing.
However, even in the last second before disappearing, "it" did not feel any sadness.
What will replace "it" will be a Zerg body that has achieved a perfect state, and a new individual with extremely high intelligence, codenamed "Pushkin".
Several snails were leisurely sucking on his hair. They seemed to like this moist kelp head and were very willing to make a home here.
Several snails were leisurely sucking on his hair. They seemed to like this moist kelp head and were very willing to make a home here.
The feeling of the world slowing down reappeared, and the slowness of everything under control gave Alexander's body magical power.
An hour ago, the result of evolution was what Pushkin looks like now.
However, when facing an extremely terrifying opponent, "it"'s body and its controller were all destroyed, and only the last core organization escaped by chance and fell into this small pond.
After being wrapped in the cocoon, his brother never made any sound again. Then, from that impenetrable cocoon came some strange pulse.
And now, Pushkin was chosen by "it".
After being wrapped in the cocoon, his brother never made any sound again. Then, from that impenetrable cocoon came some strange pulse.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" Continuous sword flashes flashed by, and the criss-crossing icy blades of light emitted the cold air that cut through everything, tearing the strange-looking armor into pieces in an instant...
"Idiot, you are also an idiot if you become a monster!" Alexander really had no choice but to deal with his useless brother.
"What is this?" Pushkin, who was in a hurry, swung out his fist and released a strong burst of air, which blew Alexander, who was unprepared, into the pond.
When Pushkin came out of the cocoon, he was no longer a human being, but became another kind of life, a life with terrible fighting power and evolutionary instincts.
Not an armor form, but a complete fusion form. Only by completely changing the host's body structure from the beginning and integrating with the host can "it" truly maximize its combat capabilities. This is "its" strongest state.
The feeling of the world slowing down reappeared, and the slowness of everything under control gave Alexander's body magical power.
"Idiot, you are also an idiot if you become a monster!" Alexander really had no choice but to deal with his useless brother.
However, it is no longer necessary.
Of course, this is just Alexander's unilateral fantasy. The actual situation is that even if he used all his strength, he did not make even a visible mark on Pushkin's strange armor.
While waiting for the next qualified host to approach, "it" relied on its own instincts and the last remaining battle memory in its core to begin evolving into a new form.
After the fusion is completed, "it" ceases to exist, leaving only the race's powerful fighting instinct and the host chosen by "it" to evolve to a higher level.
"Gulu! Gulu!" After several large bubbles appeared, Alexander crawled out of the pond with a large number of water plants wrapped around his body like a drowned person.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" Like an old cow that had been squeezed for three days and three nights, Alexander was so tired that he almost fell to the ground. The result of the battle was that Pushkin was shocked at first.
"Idiot, you are also an idiot if you become a monster!" Alexander really had no choice but to deal with his useless brother.
"Oops!" Pushkin looked at the pond where Alexander fell into with tears in his eyes. He actually attacked his brother, and he would definitely be retaliated next.
Of course, this is just Alexander's unilateral fantasy. The actual situation is that even if he used all his strength, he did not make even a visible mark on Pushkin's strange armor.
"Brother, what should I do? I have turned into a monster." Pushkin, who had grown much taller after switching races, squatted in front of Alexander, with a few strange milky white mist exuding from his gem eyes.
"Hoo! Hoo! Ask me what to do, how do I know." Alexander angrily hit his unsatisfied brother on the head, and the shock felt on his finger joints made him grit his teeth.
"Oops!" Pushkin looked at the pond where Alexander fell into with tears in his eyes. He actually attacked his brother, and he would definitely be retaliated next.
The crystal eyes with a gem-like structure, the energy core distributed on the head and waist, the sharp head horns and elbow blades, and the reinforced physical structure from the inside to the outside reflect the ultimate power. And not a mutilated state, but a perfect individual.
"Brother, what should I do? I have turned into a monster." Pushkin, who had grown much taller after switching races, squatted in front of Alexander, with a few strange milky white mist exuding from his gem eyes.
However, it is no longer necessary.
"I will die if this continues." Pushkin was obviously not used to his new body at all, even though the level of this body was even higher than that of an average seventh-level strongman. He tried very hard to change back, but in the end he just managed to put away the elbow blade and the corner of his head.
However, it is no longer necessary.
"Hoo! Hoo! Ask me what to do, how do I know." Alexander angrily hit his unsatisfied brother on the head, and the shock felt on his finger joints made him grit his teeth.
At Alexander's level, he was completely unable to understand what this level of life pulse represented. He just instinctively felt danger. It is as if human beings are born with the ability to understand what monsters that are taller and stronger than themselves represent. This is an instinct engraved in the blood of the human race.
The feeling of the world slowing down reappeared, and the slowness of everything under control gave Alexander's body magical power.
"I will die if this continues." Pushkin was obviously not used to his new body at all, even though the level of this body was even higher than that of an average seventh-level strongman. He tried very hard to change back, but in the end he just managed to put away the elbow blade and the corner of his head.
What will replace "it" will be a Zerg body that has achieved a perfect state, and a new individual with extremely high intelligence, codenamed "Pushkin".
Several snails were leisurely sucking on his hair. They seemed to like this moist kelp head and were very willing to make a home here.
"Hoo! Hoo! Ask me what to do, how do I know." Alexander angrily hit his unsatisfied brother on the head, and the shock felt on his finger joints made him grit his teeth.
"Idiot, you are also an idiot if you become a monster!" Alexander really had no choice but to deal with his useless brother.
Several snails were leisurely sucking on his hair. They seemed to like this moist kelp head and were very willing to make a home here.
Not an armor form, but a complete fusion form. Only by completely changing the host's body structure from the beginning and integrating with the host can "it" truly maximize its combat capabilities. This is "its" strongest state.
While waiting for the next qualified host to approach, "it" relied on its own instincts and the last remaining battle memory in its core to begin evolving into a new form.
Children are children after all, they just turned into monsters, and they didn't die. It would be good to save their lives in that weird state. As long as you don't die, it's a good thing.
Alexander, who had been watching the changes in his brother, witnessed everything.
"Very good, very good." Alexanguan shook his head, then picked up the knife and killed his own brother.
Alexander, who had been watching the changes in his brother, witnessed everything.
"You put on this red round helmet, and then put on this new set of fiery red soft armor. Well, it looks almost like a human being. Until you find a good way, just forget it." I don't know where I got it from. Alexander, who was wearing a strange outfit, looked at his weak brother with satisfaction.
Of course, this is just Alexander's unilateral fantasy. The actual situation is that even if he used all his strength, he did not make even a visible mark on Pushkin's strange armor.
"What is this?" Pushkin, who was in a hurry, swung out his fist and released a strong burst of air, which blew Alexander, who was unprepared, into the pond.
However, even in the last second before disappearing, "it" did not feel any sadness.
"From now on, your name will be Kesar, the mysterious super soldier I recruited. If you don't like red, there are yellow, green, blue, and black for you to choose from..."
When Pushkin came out of the cocoon, he was no longer a human being, but became another kind of life, a life with terrible fighting power and evolutionary instincts.
"Very good, very good." Alexanguan shook his head, then picked up the knife and killed his own brother.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" Continuous sword flashes flashed by, and the criss-crossing icy blades of light emitted the cold air that cut through everything, tearing the strange-looking armor into pieces in an instant...
"Very good, very good." Alexanguan shook his head, then picked up the knife and killed his own brother.
"Gulu! Gulu!" After several large bubbles appeared, Alexander crawled out of the pond with a large number of water plants wrapped around his body like a drowned person.
The body of "it" is the latest research result of a certain organization. It is an external armor cultivated using the remains of the dead Zerg Mother Queen and many precious materials. There once was a human controller who mutated his insect veins and became a new seventh-level powerhouse.