StarCraft: Tyranid Empire.

Chapter 358 The Will of the Swarm
"Evolution, complete."

Gabriel Tosh, a former follower of Haji voodoo, the new Lord of the Swarm tore the tough and elastic skin of the cocoon with his weirdly twisted palm, and kicked the hardened skin outside the cocoon with his strong and powerful legs. Exoskeleton.

"The human organism, primitive in mind, rejects the dross and makes good use of it."

It didn't take much effort for Tosh to use the sharp claws extending from the end of his fingers to tear off the skin of the cocoon, like sharp scissors cutting white paper.He tore open the cocoon, and breathed the first air of rebirth in the soft and warm evolution chamber of the Charr nest.

"Independent mind, will of the swarm. Both."

The cocoon shatters like a cracked slide or eggshell, splitting into several petals.With a bestial roar, Tosh shook off the sticky green goo, revealing his gray-green skin and back covered in a chitinous carapace.

Additional pairs of spikes protruded from Tosh's back, shaped like a giant spider, and the end of each spike on the back was secreting viscous yellow venom, like a venomous snake's venom gland.

"Missing wings, unexpected. Can't understand, continue to study."

"The skin tone is greener, which is inexplicable."

"Go away." Tosh felt unprecedented power, as if he could tear apart the Goliath armed robots of the Tyrann Federation at will, tearing up all the high-spirited soldiers.And this power is definitely not what his once thin and weak body can possess.

When Tosh opened his yellow eyes, he saw the green monster whose body was buried in the evolution tunnel for the first time.This monster is as huge as the Hydra Hydralisks that have appeared on Hyge, its swollen head is covered with glowing blisters, and it wriggles and emits green fluorescence.

Although its huge head is almost out of proportion to his body, its face is almost flat, with an ugly twisted face and at least four frightening insect eyes.

It has many short arms, some of which look too short, one of which is thicker, and its fingers are as flexible as humans, capable of grasping and other complex movements.

"Get away, you monster." Tosh emphasized again, he was surprised to find that he didn't speak, but directly showed what he wanted to say to the monster in front of him through psychic power.

Tosh knew the name of this monster. It was one of the earliest creatures created by the master, Abathur, the master of evolution who was in charge of the evolution of the swarm.In the Zerg Swarm, being able to have a name represents the strength and qualifications of the Zerg.

"Swarm, supreme." Abathur clasped his palms together like a patient butler.There was unabashed disdain in its mind language, in response to Tosh's disdain for the zerg.

"Ahem." Tosh spit out a sticky green liquid from his swollen throat. As soon as the liquid fell on the squirming flesh-colored wall, it made a burning sound, causing the flesh and blood under his feet to groan in pain. Contraction spasms.

Taking a closer look, Tosh found that he was in the body of a huge zerg creature or in the main lair underground. The dark chamber was wriggling, and the huge worm intestines hung on the four walls of the chamber. The air inside Wet and viscous, with a rotten fragrance.

Tosh spat out the last puddle of phlegm in his throat, his yellow eyes scanning everything around him.After a moment of silence, Tosh stopped growling and focused on his reborn body.

There are sharp bony spikes growing on the end of each of his fingers and elbow joints, and each of them is a long and decisive knife.Tosh felt like he could tear apart the green glowing creature in front of him at will, biting his throat with his teeth.

"You turned me into this?" Tosh looked at Abathur, the master of evolution, stretching his arms and sharp fingers, as if he wanted to strangle the Zerg in front of him.

"Organism Abathur, complete the process. Creation, evolution, to perfection." Abathur crawled in front of Tosh, stretched out his pair of forelimbs to touch him, but was immediately separated roughly.

"Don't touch me, you slimy slug." Tosh took a few steps back, realizing that instead of disgusting the slimy walls of the chamber, he thought the air was intoxicating and warm. of.

Suddenly, Tosh grabbed his neck hard, and even his long claws were deeply embedded in the flesh.He was pleasantly surprised to find himself grabbing the pendant his grandmother had left him, a doll believed to bring curses to enemies, a relic from Manan, the goddess of death.

A flash of sadness filled Tosh's heart, reminding him that his grandmother had left him.The senior witch who believed in the goddess of death died in a psychic storm unleashed by Tosh out of control, and was then torn to pieces by the zerg.

The Tyrann Federation is the culprit. Not only did they not extend a helping hand to the people they swore to protect, but they also blocked the escape of the people in the slums of Haiji, leaving them to the Zerg.

"Cerebrate Tosh, it's not perfect." Abathur made his own response.

"I'm going to kill you. I'll crush you like a quacking duck." Tosh stretched out the pairs of sharp appendages on his back, and the new bone blades creaked, as if they were being sharpened. sharp knife.

"Organism Abathur, the strongest." The green zerg Abathur raised his upper body like a cobra, and waved his multiple pairs of forelimbs to show his strength.In any case, Tosh may have also seen in Abathur the movement of the underground boxer in the Hage slum.

"Abathur, unique."

"I'm going to tear you apart." Tosh was immersed in hatred for the Tyrannian Federation, and there was no room for anything more in his heart.

"Stop, newborn brain worm."

At this time, a new voice appeared in Tosh's mind, it was a weird, sharp voice.

"Why? Why should I obey your orders." Tosh immediately knew who the voice came from—the brain worm of the Gamm swarm, the lord of the swarm, Sass.

After learning of the revolutionary army's naming of its ethnic group, Sass readily accepted the title, which it regarded as a manifestation of human fear and respect for itself.

Cerebral Sass is wriggling in the corner of this chamber, and its worm-like body exudes a silvery white luster, which makes this fleshy creature as crystal clear as crystal.Beside it, there are two brain worms that are almost identical to it, but one of them obviously has a more immature skin.

"You have won the favor of the master, and this grace is above every cerebrate, but you are only a servant." Sass taught Tosh unceremoniously.

"You're right." Tosh put down his extended claws and appendages on his back, and stopped staring at Abathur maliciously: "But, you are not the master, you are just a brain worm."

"Anger, it's not important." Seeing that Tosh was no longer attacking, Abathur also let go of his fangs and claws.

During the months when Zerg brought him to Char for transformation, Tosh had been enclosed in an airtight cocoon, living on the nutrient solution medium that filled the cocoon.In the transformation of the body being constantly broken and reorganized, Tosh's mind was also distorted and changed by the swarm.

From the moment he emerged from his cocoon and uttered his first scream of rebirth, Tosh had accepted his new identity, knowing that the supreme ruler of the swarm, the Overlord, was his creator.

He is a new perfect creature created by the master. He will rule the swarm until he completes a certain supreme mission-the meaning of Tosh's birth is to make the swarm last forever.

As a creation that the master placed high hopes on, Tosh has a status equivalent to that of brain worms in the swarm, and has his own group.Not only that, Tosh is also an individual favored by the master, which makes his status faintly above other cerebrates.

But an experienced cerebrum like Sass would not obey Tosh's orders, and he was also a Zerg individual with a unique personality.

"I'm just a brain worm." Seth approved Tosh's words, and then stopped talking. Its purpose was to stop the dispute between Tosh and Abathur.Cerebrates are sentient zergs who also have feelings, but they don't fight each other - at least not yet.

"Where's the master?" Tosh walked around in the wriggling chamber at this moment, stretching his limbs, feeling the terrifying power contained in his new body.

"The great zerg who created me, the indisputable master of the swarm, mother and father, my exalted heavenly father."

In the past, Tosh, who was born in the slums of Haiji, would not be able to say such words, but in the process of being transformed, the vocabulary in Tosh's brain has also been expanded, which is likely to come from those who were absorbed by the Zerg. human brain tissue.

——But it is also possible that a certain brain worm heard it while watching the human UNN channel, and it came from munching on larvae while paying attention to the latest report of the news host on the war between humans and Zerg.

The Tyrannian federal army never thought that the enemy was listening to human programs, so in order to motivate the public to report in detail the battle plan against the main lair of the planetary Zerg of Little Murphysius, it immediately turned into a terrible war. disaster.

"The dominion has descended to Aiur, the home planet of the protoss." Another brain worm raised its head with sharp mouthparts and said in a proud tone.Tosh knew his name unmistakably, Cerebral Carlos, the leader of the Carlos group.

"The swarm army will destroy the Protoss' homeland, smashing their pride and everything." Cerebral worm Carlos is a cerebrate who is good at driving infected alien creatures to fight. What he is best at is transforming the most powerful of the enemies. Soldiers and even generals use it for themselves.

Carlos is one of the cerebrates who understand humans best, and this understanding is by no means as simple as staying on the surface.

"The swarm is about to go to eternity, and our great immortal mission is about to be completed. Once the Protoss is conquered, humans will be vulnerable, and they will perish like all races we have encountered."

"In other words, the Overlord isn't here." Tosh spat out strange bytes using his vocal organs for the first time, and he stood upright, realizing that he had grown as large as a grown man.He was so strong, and psychically more powerful than ever.

Tosh is always eager for revenge, and he can't wait to tear the Tyrannian Federation army to pieces.

"The Overmind is not here." A young and immature cerebrate responded through the unique psychic link between the zerg.It was an unnamed newborn cerebrate, almost as young as Tosh had been as a member of the zerg pack, a cerebrate created by the Overlord after he came to Char.

In Char's worm nest, it can be said that pulling out a cerebrate has a higher status than this new nameless cerebrate, even among the latest batch of cerebrates, it is also the youngest one.

This lowly and inexperienced cerebrum was very soft-spoken, and it even learned how to command its own group before the master left Char.

"The master handed Char to us - our task is to protect your cocoon until you break out of it." The newborn nameless brain worm said so.

"Thank you," Tosh said. "The first thing I learned during the time I spent in the Heji slum was that when someone respects me, I pay him back."

"Thanks have been received." Abathur, who was silent for a long time, also took it for granted that he was also the object of gratitude.

"Organic Tosh, flawed, must be improved. Throw in, split pool."

"Let me be healthy."

"Stay away from me." Tosh took a few steps back, but did not choose to use force to force Abathur to submit.

The fearless Abathur finally caught Tosh, pointed at his body parts with his strongest pair of forelimbs, and stroked something in the hair of his insect-like limbs until the other party became impatient. And issued a roar of dissatisfaction.

"Easy, you bastard," Tosh grumbled. "I'm not your guinea pig."

Abathur's actions could not be called gentle at all, even cutting Tosh's skin with sharp claws.Although the cut skin on Tosh's body healed quickly, he still felt real pain.

Just when Tosh became more and more impatient with Abathur, there was a burst of surprised psionic fluctuations in the brain worm.

"Invaders!" Cerebral Sass screamed.

"Templars, and humans." The newborn cerebrate added.

"I suggest adopting a transfer strategy." Carlos, who is good at learning human tactics, firmly pointed out this point, looking left and right to find a way out.

It then spit out an astonishing fact: "There are too many brain worms here. Once we are killed by the enemy, the Charr swarm will collapse."

"Where are they and how far are they from us?" The spikes on Tosh's back stood up.

"On the planet." Sass's spiritual language was sharp and high-pitched: "But my group has discovered them."

"Human Revolutionaries! I'll never forget their smell. They're coming, and Augustus Mengsk must be coming too," it screamed.

A large number of springtails and Hydralisks rushed here from a wriggling passage outside the chamber, each of them was huge, with bright red skin, ferocious and swift.

"I'm here." Tosh realized that this was a formidable enemy, and immediately said to the cerebrates, "I'm the queen."

Tosh is different from the cerebrates. He has both the strong body of a warrior and the wisdom of commanding a group, while the cerebrates who control hundreds of millions of worms lack the ability to protect themselves.

"Altruism, admirable." Abathur drew something with a pair of pen appendages on its chest.

"Swarm, no need."

"The swarm wins by numbers."

(End of this chapter)