Shire couldn't tell why he was talking to that guy, but when their consciousness touched each other before, he felt something that was almost human, or that was once human.
He suddenly realized the horror of this and couldn't help feeling a chill that penetrated his bones.
"You can't win! We have come to the door with flames and sharp blades. Your nest has been nailed to death in the void. We will clear every trace of your abominable race from the void. Even if you hide in the reactor, it will be useless. This waste ship will eventually burn to ashes."
At first, he was not sure if these words really could have any effect on the beast.
But soon, the thing let out a malicious roar, and at the same time, a large number of images poured into Shire's mind, constantly inserting into his consciousness like an awl.
He took a step back and was almost swallowed by this pure malice.
In the blink of an eye, the owner of the nest rushed out of the hidden place and ran into him while he was retreating.
In the violent impact, its middle limbs were inserted into Charles' breastplate, and the top two sharp claws tightly hooked his armor.
The Chief Raider became unsteady under this weight, and just as the guy was about to tear his face off with his sharp teeth, Charles raised the handle of the axe and stuck his weapon into the monster's mouth.
The beast struggled to bite off the weapon, and its corrosive saliva dripped into pieces of mist on the armor.
As the struggle was made, the alien stared at him, his eyes as if they were about to jump out.
Charles tried to close his consciousness and used the skills he learned when he was a recruit to set up a wall of consciousness. However, as soon as he set up these barriers, the monster defeated them all.
This thing is even more powerful than any creature he has seen before.
"What the hell are you!?"
Shir said gritting his teeth, but without any response, the images still slapped his consciousness, like moths attached to a light bulb.
Suddenly, he saw a hall full of twisted icons, a crowd of sounds and volleys, and a man sitting on the throne.
As he gradually understood the meaning of it, hatred filled his heart.
demon!
This nest owner has been infected by the power of the great enemy!
Everything makes sense now, that incredible psychic energy and the emotion that should not belong to the Zerg.
The owner of the nest seemed to have noticed Charles' disgust, and bit his weapon while making a vague and angry scream.
Then, a sharp claw passed by the armor, causing Charles to feel a stinging pain.
The monster's thinking gradually penetrated into the depths of his heart with his pain, making him feel a blurred consciousness.
At this critical moment, a cold feeling like a tide suddenly surged, swallowing up all the other thoughts in his consciousness.
Wuming's rage filled his consciousness, and it was not just anger, but rationality.
"Nosy old guy—"
Charles made a vague sound, knowing that it was the pale wanderer who took action again.
With the groan of servitude, Charles exerted force suddenly, lifted the beast directly, and then, with a roar, throwing the thing at the statue it was squatting before.
With a loud noise, the alien hit the base of the statue and fell to the ground motionlessly.
The pain in Charle's mind began to dissipate, and he shook his head, trying to drive it away, swung his battle axe and charged forward.
He will end all this here, he will complete his mission, and no other brothers will die here.
The serrated teeth of the battle axe rotated in the roar, then swung forward and headed straight for the owner of the nest—
Then the other party stopped.
Just the last moment before the battle axe hit it, the thing opened his eye and quickly flashed to the side.
Shire couldn't say whether the guy was pretending to be dead or was really shocked. In short, it was no longer on the strike route of the tomahawk, and the unlucky sculpture took the heavy blow.
In an instant, the bottom of the statue was smashed into gravel, and Charles turned around.
He pulled out the blaster hanging on his thigh and locked the nest owner.
The guy was squatting not far away, as if waiting for him. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a sound of stone shattering came into Shir's ears, and the approaching alarm in the armor also sounded.
"What--"
Shire looked up and suddenly realized his mistake, and realized that the nest owner was more cunning than he expected.
This is a trap.
The statue whose base was destroyed collapsed and all fell on him, and the huge weight pressed him tightly to the ground.
The power armor creaked under heavy pressure, and the alarm sound of sensors kept coming from his ears. Shir tried to support himself with his hands, but the ground was cracked, and his armor even deformed under the huge impact. Shir then tried his best to push the statue away from his body, but it was useless, as if even the ancient armor had accepted the fate of failure.
His opponent made a satisfying hissing, and the nest owner stared at him with blood-red eyes, and his thorny tongue stretched out from his mouth to taste the air.
Finally, when it was sure that Charles could not run away, it began to crawl forward, his eyes staring at him for a moment.
He knew that this guy was enjoying his upcoming death.
The chief raider was pressed to the ground, watching helplessly as the nest master slowly approached, and the abominable face seemed to reveal the joy of victory - it was obviously enjoying the moment.
Shire also tried to connect the communicator, but it was very undeserved at this time, so he was isolated and helpless and could only struggle to fight the weight of the statue, trying to pull his arm out.
If he could touch his gun, he might have some chance.
However, he felt that the monster would definitely not give him a chance to do this. The anger that made him irritable and impulsive had long been extinguished by reality. Now he knew exactly what his fate would be - he would pay the price for his previous recklessness.
"Come on, you weirdo!"
Shire said contemptly:
"Come on now."
He shifted his center of gravity and tried to lift the statue aside for the last time.
"If you have the breed, come here and take my life away! But I promise that you and your bastards will not be left!"
The owner of the nest stopped and looked at him carefully, as if he was amused by him.
Then it then walked forward, staring at Shire's face, and the chief raider was still struggling.
Even if he has no hope of survival now, even if he wants to die under this statue, he will never give up.
Charles would not give in to the monster in front of him.