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"No, Knull is our god. It's true that he can control us, but he can't really monitor every action of each of our symbiotes closely," said Grendel.

"Hehehe, then I understand."

Mr. Lan was the first to let out a strange laugh. He looked at Dua, then looked at the cowardly dragon, and then moved his gaze to his chest.

Being smart, he immediately thought of the relationship between Dua and the alien. They were so strikingly similar that he began to doubt for the first time. Could it be that Dua was really a god who had not grown up in some sense?

He knew that Dua had the ability to transfer his consciousness and could abandon his human body and become an alien at any time.

Or go a step further and directly transfer it to a host that is carrying an alien larva to complete permanent "occupation". Think about it, if Duva occupies Reynolds' body and doesn't leave, doesn't it mean that Duva instantly gains a permanent boost in strength?

Although Reynolds, an alien host, is absolutely obedient to Duva's orders, he is a force that Duva absolutely controls.

All in all, Duva seems to be strikingly similar to Knull, the God of Symbiotes.

Mr. Lan began to change his mind and felt that he should slow down his action to completely crack the secret of the alien and eventually take over the alien race. He should not act rashly just because he dissected a few facehuggers and built a gene bank. He should take a long-term view.

It is not a good idea to fall out with a guy who is suspected to be a god without being fully prepared.

"This guy is thinking about betraying you, why don't you let me kill him."

The druid had been silent at first, as he was indifferent to everything in front of him. But when Mr. Lan had malicious thoughts, the druid immediately stood up with murderous intent in his eyes.

In fact, while he was speaking, the druid had already taken action and invaded Mr. Lan's brain in a large scale. However, because this guy's brain was too developed, he had a certain basic resistance to mental abilities. At the same time, he also built a large number of logical barriers in his mental world to delay the invasion.

"Don't worry about it, Druid. I know that Samuel is ambitious. There's nothing wrong with that. Ambitious people have stronger motivation than ordinary people, which will keep them on the path of hard work and progress."

Duva just waved his hand, showing no concern at all for Mr. Lan's malicious thoughts.

He really didn't care. As long as Mr. Lan Lan could give full play to his talents and strictly execute the orders he gave without reservation, at least before the rebellion, that would be enough.

"Fuck, did you hear me? Get out of my head right now, you damn mind patrol!"

Mr. Lan cursed and was a little scared. The brain was the "power" he valued most and the only one he could rely on, but people like druids were best at invading the brain.

"He can't betray me."

Grendel suddenly said quietly, "I know that feeling very well. I am full of malice towards a person, and I think I have awakened in my heart, but I absolutely cannot refuse any of that person's orders. The two feelings of hatred and admiration are mixed together. This is the attitude of each of our symbiotes towards Nar. I think he is the same as us."

Mr. Lan's eyes widened, his face turned even greener with shame and anger: "What are you talking about? Bastard lizard, how dare you judge me..."

"A man who only has a few decades to live?" The druid took over Grendel's words and sneered.

This made Mr. Lan very angry, and he felt that the symbiote as a creature did have huge flaws. At the very least, this powerful symbiote that was qualified to be the carrier of the God of Symbiotes actually dared to refute him in such a situation. This at least showed that there was something wrong with its brain and its judgment of danger was flawed.

Duval continued to interrogate the dragon: "Can you feel your fellow creatures on Kuntar?"

"I can feel that after Nar woke up, our broken spiritual connection is beginning to be rebuilt, but it takes some time, and Nar's consciousness is tired and weak, which makes this connection very unstable and intermittent, almost non-existent." Grendel said carefully.

Duva was thoughtful. He combined Knull's origin and rise process with the complex relationship between it and the symbiotes, and vaguely understood the difference between himself and Knull.

To put it bluntly, if we really talk about origin, one hundred Duabi are not as good as one finger of Nar. He is a dark god born from the original darkness of the universe. He has an abyss world in his body. He killed the cosmic gods with one sword as soon as he woke up. His starting point was ridiculously high.

But Duva couldn't do that, he knew he was of pure human origin.

But regardless of his origin and position, judging solely from his control over subordinate ethnic groups, Dua is still very confident in himself.

Duva's control over the aliens has reached a level where he can closely monitor every alien's thoughts. For example, Moira, who was reincarnated as an alien, can have her thoughts sensed by Duva.

Unless the hosts' chests were broken, Duva could not directly examine and search their brains, but he could control their every move as long as Duva wanted to.

In this regard, Duval believes that he is no worse than Nar, and Grendel's inexplicable respect and fear for him also proves this point.

The most important thing is that when Dua was transferring his soul consciousness, he would never take off as recklessly as Nar. Instead, he transferred it to a subordinate who was far inferior to his original body, and wandered around the universe. It was simply outrageous.

"Grendel, I am very pleased with your cooperation. As the defeated, you have fulfilled your obligations well."

Duva did not hesitate to praise him, and immediately said: "In that case, then you should continue to cooperate and use your life to verify something for me."

Before Grendel could save himself, Dewar grabbed it, ripped a piece of the creeping matter from it, and flung it at one of the aliens.

As we all know, symbiotes have the ability to acquire the host's superpowers. So, what will happen if the symbiote parasitizes an alien?

Duva was very interested in this, and everyone else present also thought of it. Except for the expressionless Death Woman, everyone looked over to know the result.

Soon, a symbiote alien was born, an unprecedented new individual formed by the combination of two parasitic species.

Duva closed his eyes, selected the alien consciousness in front of him from the many consciousnesses in his spiritual world, and began to feel everything carefully.

"That's interesting. They have completed the fusion at the genetic level. Symbiotes are really interesting. Doesn't that mean that a host can be replicated into at least two copies of genes, one is the alien, and the other is the symbiote that parasitizes the alien."

Dewar was particularly curious.

In theory, the more hosts a symbiote parasitizes, the more abilities it can gain, and thus become stronger.

Duva analyzed the thoughts of the symbiote through the alien, but he only felt countless confused thoughts. Perhaps it was because the symbiote had just been separated from Grendel, and the traces of evil consciousness left by Knull caused a terrible infection on the symbiote.

"Yes, according to a rough estimate, the strength of this alien has increased by at least 40%. If it can be controlled well, it will continue to grow." Duva was very interested.

"Really? Doesn't that mean that our alien army will eventually be able to increase its strength exponentially?" The druid's eyes lit up.

Grendel said in a muffled voice: "It's not that simple. My body has been infected by Nar. The symbiotes separated from me are all chaotic lunatics. They are difficult to control and will constantly erode and destroy the host's consciousness."

"Erosion of consciousness? What a joke. What we fear least is any attack on the spiritual level."

Mr. Lan was no longer polite and immediately followed suit, tearing a piece of the symbiote off Grendel.

Duva ignored it, he was thinking about something else.

"There is a superficial mental connection between the symbiotes. As long as Nar stays awake, it can be done. However, my alien cannot directly communicate with other aliens mentally. As long as I can decipher the symbiote's mind, I know what to do."

Duva had a preliminary plan in mind. He would use his spiritual consciousness as the center of the tribe step by step to build a cloud platform for all aliens and alien hosts to exchange information.

Yes, just like a dum-dum bullet!

"After all the twists and turns, we still have to get some dum-dum bullets to dissect the brain and confirm it."

Dum-dum is truly a treasure agent. Fury promoted him, Ancient One valued him, and now even Duval has realized his greatness and decided to vigorously develop the value of Dum-dum.

As for the symbiotes, especially those that were contaminated by Gnar...

These things are a great supplement and auxiliary tool for the alien.

"I used to wonder why my aliens didn't wear powerful equipment like the Aesir, but now I don't have to worry about that."

What else could be more suitable for the alien to use as personal equipment than the symbiote, a mass-produced organism that is also a parasitic species that has achieved fusion at the genetic level?

What? Are you asking whether the evil consciousness that these symbiotes naturally carry will corrode the brains of the aliens?

It's so funny, he's not afraid at all. If it was Gnar himself, Duval might still have a lot of concerns, but if it was just an ordinary symbiote infected by Gnar that went to invade the alien, not even a splash would be made.

It is not yet known who infected whom.

Duva immediately began to use this alien as a springboard to launch a violent mental invasion of the symbiote attached to the alien.

The symbiote, with its confused consciousness, instinctively launched a fierce resistance.

"Stop struggling and let me see!"

Duva invaded violently, like picking through a pile of garbage. After repeated investigation, he confirmed that the evil instinct of the symbiote was completely unable to shake the alien's cold thinking.

What's more, even if this alien really can't hold on after a long time, don't forget that the alien has never been just an individual. It has other aliens to help share the burden, and there is also Duva, the main body of the consciousness cluster, as support.

Grendel watched everything in front of him silently. He just moved his body slightly for what was happening now, and soon fell silent again. He felt that if Duva was willing to take the trouble to bear the negative mental redundancy, it was natural to suppress the evil instincts of the symbiote.

Duval thought about it and became curious about what it would be like to use a facehugger to directly parasitize the symbiote. He even pulled Dracula out and threw a symbiote to him to complete the possession. Then, under the violent blow of the female Thor, he and the symbiote were dizzy. Duval took the opportunity to stuff a new facehugger into him.

"You devil, I thought you would finally stop torturing me, but it turns out I thought you were too kind! Just wait, sooner or later I will escape, and then all of you will die!" Dracula yelled in despair.

If he had known what would happen today, he would never have provoked Dua, and he could have relied on his immortality to live a better life instead of being used as an incubation container that is used infinitely like now.

Pfft!

The alien burst out of the chest.

"Well, it does have Dracula's genes, but it is also mixed with some of the symbiote's adaptability, but at the same time it has eliminated several of the symbiote's weaknesses..."

The alien's body has become somewhat softened, and it can control its body parts freely. It must be immune to general physical attacks to a large extent. It also has more amazing vitality. It is simply the integration of the alien and the symbiote at the genetic level, but without the related defects.

Duval looked at the weakened Dracula and the symbiote that was lying on the ground like mud, completely dead.

Next, he became curious, what would happen if the alien parasitized Dracula's symbiote itself?

The experimental results show that, just like before, it has also acquired Dracula's genes and the abilities of the symbiote.

Everyone was intrigued, even the new member Foster. She should have had a physical discomfort reaction of nausea and vomiting when she saw such a bloody scene, but because of the powerful instincts of the alien larva in her body, she was able to quickly familiarize herself with everything.

These dangerous guys got together and carried out various dangerous attempts on the symbiote with great enthusiasm.

Duva is already planning to completely deprive the entire clan of the symbiotes of their high-quality genes, and ultimately transform all of the symbiotes into a vassal race of aliens.

The abilities that the symbiote has, there must be a group of specialized aliens among the aliens that also possess them. Similarly, the abilities that the symbiote does not have, the aliens will also have.

More strictly speaking, by that time, there will no longer be any independent group of symbiotes in the entire universe, and every one of them will eventually become an appendage of the alien.

……

Moira quietly left the terrifying 93rd floor.

Anyone who knows something about the Weiland Building knows that the 93rd floor is an absolute no-go zone for life, and all kinds of terrorist incidents always take place here.

Don't get me wrong, Moira didn't leave because she couldn't adapt to the bloody scenes. She just felt that there was no need for her to see Grendel's end because it fell into the hands of a man named Duval.

"According to my understanding of Duval, let alone Grendel, even Nar has probably been included in Duval's future plans."

Moira muttered and began to wander aimlessly around the Wayland Building.

There was no way she could get out. She couldn't leave the Weyland Building at any time like other aliens to carry out various orders, a typical example being a group of aliens that were specifically tasked with hunting vampires.

Moira received the best protection, although even she herself didn't know why Duval valued her so much. She was really just an alien whose ability to regenerate was uncertain.

"Who?!"

Moira suddenly stopped and came to a corner without making a sound. This angle made it easy for the people on the 93rd floor to break through the floor and reach here.

"Moira, I don't think this is the first time we've met."

A ghostly figure appeared beside Moira.

The woman of destiny, who was wearing a mask without any facial features, spoke in a cold voice, and had clearly identified the true nature of the alien in front of her.

"Who are you? Oh, I remember, maybe you are the mutant named Destiny? I heard that you can see through fate, but this is the first time we meet."

Moira was relieved when she saw that the girl of destiny did not take action immediately, because she knew that what she knew now had already been known by Duva at the same time.

"I don't think you have permission to enter the Weyland Building. You are very brave. Are you really not afraid of death?" Moira said.

Fate Girl remained noncommittal. Fear was not in her mind. Even Magneto didn't know what she was thinking. "I saw a lot of fragments of fate. Originally, these fragments shouldn't appear in this concentrated way. But because you were reborn again, many things have changed greatly. I saw the entanglement between the two of us. I should have killed you many times, forced you to be reborn again and again, and informed Professor X and Magneto of the results of trial and error in advance."

Moira didn't know how to respond to what the woman of destiny said.

That sounds bullshit.

So, she should be reborn many times, and then killed by the Lady of Destiny many times? There is actually such a thing.

"It's useless for you to say this. I can't tell whether it's true or not. What exactly do you want to do?" Moira said cautiously.

"For the future, the fragments of many destinies I saw showed me an extraordinary end."

"The end of mutants?" Moira asked

"That includes mutants," Destiny replied, "but if we work together, we'll find a way to avoid this outcome."

Moira felt that this woman was a little weird, saying things that made no sense and sounded nonsense.

"Then why didn't you come to see me before?"

"I couldn't do it before, but now the time is right. You will soon know how I can help you, and you will be grateful to me then."

"Help me, what can you get?"

"destiny."

The girl of fate raised her head slightly, and even through the mask that concealed her facial features, Moira could clearly feel an extreme fanaticism.

"I have seen a way to embrace destiny. It is something that you and I alone can never touch. As long as we succeed, destiny will open its doors to us, instead of just letting us see a tiny corner of it like we do now!" The Destiny Girl became a little excited.

This is an extremely rare thing. I'm afraid even bipolar people have never seen such a woman of destiny.

Moira was silent. She always felt that she shouldn't hang out with such a seemingly calm lunatic.

"Promise her, Moira, she is not only here for you, but also for the aliens and me... I have thought of some things about what she mentioned, and roughly guessed what she is going to do. This will not do you any harm. In the fight against the evil god Nar, the stronger our side is, the better." Duva's order was transmitted to Moira's mind in time.

The ripples on the time plane will inevitably turn into a huge storm. Duva truly felt the power of this sentence.

"The girl of destiny... actually wants to become destiny? That's right. For someone like her who has read fragments of the script, the changes in the present world are unlikely to attract her interest. Seeing a complete script, and seeing a variety of scripts that change all the time, is what she desires most."

Duva looked at these strange symbiote aliens in front of him while observing the girl of destiny.