Cerberus Leviathan floats quietly above the clouds in the Oblivion Land, casting a huge shadow. It is really a mythical beast, much larger than any human ship, full of
The hard skin with barbs makes it intimidating. The purple-black hard-shell armor is like an undulating organic mountain, and a gentle breath seems to bring about a hurricane.
On Leviathan's giant body with piles of horns and mountains, all the passages are open to the outside world. Most of them are folds, depressions and cracks between the skin, covered by hardened cells with many sensing hairs and tentacles attached.
Covered by skin, it looks like the exit of a dark, deep cave.
Others are even larger. The edge of the entrance is surrounded by muscles that are constantly tightening and relaxing, and can be opened and closed more freely. There are many flying zerg creatures and human spaceships coming in and out. Their functions may be more similar to
The semi-open dock deck or huge viewing window on a human warship.
Each entrance leads to darker and narrower passages, cavities and transport hoses similar to those of Nydus Worms, and beyond that are huge hollow chambers filled with gas vesicles that are warmer and moister than the outside world.
There are many more closed pits than there are rooms in the Augustgrad Palace.
Even if human scientists could figure out Leviathan's entire physiological structure, they would never be able to understand how such large and complex organs work together.
Some would think of the Leviathan as a zerg bio-battleship of astonishing size, with all the features a warship should have, including a polymeric biocarapace that outshines adamantium armor, biomass spewers, bile worm swarms, and swarms of explosives.
The Mosquito is enough to suppress an Imperial Navy squadron. It can jump across time and space at will, and neither humans nor protoss can do anything about it.
This is not the first time that Pryor has dealt with the Cerberus Swarm Master, but he has never been invited to the interior of Leviathan before. For many years ago, the empire did not have such a rare thing, and it was not until the past two years that it was
At great cost, two feral individuals were caught.
And without advanced zerg creatures like Cerebrates, it would be impossible to control a Leviathan beast. Most of the protoss hate research related to zerg, and they are determined not to do such a thing. This thing
Now only the empire has it.
"I have wanted to come in and take a look for a long time. This opportunity is rare." Pryor's adjutant Senfa was sitting in the window seat and looking at Leviathan outside the window with interest.
At the moment, the Griffin fighter is flying under the belly of Cerberus Leviathan. Above its head is an organic sky composed of hard skin, chitin armor, and wasp-like growths. There are ravines in it. As the fighter plane moves,
The roar continued to extend toward the far end of the field of vision.
In addition, this Leviathan is also welded with a large amount of fine steel armor, searchlights and sensors, as well as mounting platforms for taking off drones and fighter planes, like a basket tied under a hot air balloon. These facilities
More like it comes from a battlecruiser.
The Tyranid's military technology focuses more on practical uses and is far less gorgeous than the protoss, but Pryor believes that metallurgy and industrial style are precisely the valuable features of human beings.
The Griffin fighter plane is a small fighter plane, with only a few people seated except for the pilot, which makes it even more impressive in front of such a behemoth.
From the beginning, Pryor felt that the fighter plane was heading towards a large mountain range covered with spikes and metal blades, and now it was sailing among high mountains.
Every time they encounter such a monster, it means that the Imperial Navy will definitely have a hard battle. As for those colonies with few airports, they will not even have a chance to resist.
"It's really rare that it doesn't come in as food." Pryor complained, but in his mind he was thinking about how much food would be needed if Leviathan really needs a huge diet to maintain such a large-scale life activity.
rise.
"Giant birds don't go to great lengths to catch mosquitoes for food," Senfa said.
"But the mosquitoes will bite him all over his head," Pryor concluded.
The Griffin fighter jet began to climb upwards, and their eyes suddenly darkened, as if they were traveling in a dark and deep cave. Even the lights of the fighter jets could not dispel the darkness in front of them. It is not that there is no light source in Leviathan, but in comparison, it is definitely
Not as good as a brightly lit human battleship.
Pryor couldn't guess which part it was. He thought it might be the nostrils. In any case, this giant beast must not sneeze.
When Prior looked up, he suddenly saw many scarlet eyes.
That was the Cerberus Mutalisaurus hanging above. These weird and cunning creatures were mixed with the genes of Tyrador gigabat and had the ability to use recycling positioning. Pryor thought that he had to deal with
Such a monster is also very simple. Using sonic weapons can naturally make it unpredictable.
They stare at every visitor with their disturbing eyes. Every pair of eyes and ears are the eyes and ears of the Lord of the Swarm. As long as it dedicates a little bit of its extremely strong energy, it can strictly control the situation.
Watch everyone.
The Swarm Lord's will can be brought upon any Zerg at will, and the entire hive can become the embodiment of his wrath.
Another burst of light flashed, and Pryor's eyes became bright again.
This is completely another land, extremely open, and any space is larger than the empire's Beamon-class transport carrier. But it obviously does not seem to be inside Leviathan, or not entirely.
Pryor originally thought that the interior of Leviathan should be similar to a hatchery, at least it should be like this. The accumulated tissues are spread out like a thick carpet, and high walls made of flesh and blood divide each huge and hollow chamber.
Separating and connecting these spaces is a twisted network of microcavities and narrow corridors. Everything is sticky and damp, and only slugs and zerg can live happily in such an environment.
The people of the Cerberus Project have embedded an alloy deck inside Leviathan, with dense metal buildings on top. And at the edge of these metal facilities is still a sea of flesh and blood, which can be clearly seen.
It feels like the walls are alive.
This is a typical imperial military camp, with hangars and machine shops, all military and service facilities, and several fusion cores for power. Bright lights cast the neat steel facilities into shadow.
On the divided parking platform, dense metal racks are filled with supply boxes of food, medicine and ammunition. There are shadows of people among them, and engineering vehicles come and go.
They don't even need to build ventilation facilities here, because Leviathan's respiratory system takes over this function. As long as the ruler of the swarm wants to, it can even evolve a throne full of spikes in Leviathan.
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The Cerberus Project claims that this is a perfect combination of biological and mechanical technology, but almost all of their transformations serve humans, and the zerg have no need for such things. Of course they also have factories, but those factories are made of flesh and blood.
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At this time, Pryor seemed to be able to hear the thumping heartbeat of the giant beast. It took him a while to remember that he was in the body of a living creature. This was just a chamber in Leviathan.
There are thousands of zerg lurking there, comparable to a secondary hive.
But Pryor always felt that there was an ammonia smell like urine here, as if he was inside the intestines of a giant. Living in such a giant was not a pleasant experience.
However, it must be much more comfortable here than in the native Leviathan. Each large nest of Leviathan has some differences.
Pryor once heard a medic who had narrowly escaped death describe the miserable conditions inside Griffin Leviathan. Carlos, the master of the plague, had turned it into a breeding ground for disease, and many of its places were more like...
Scenes that would appear in nightmares, bloated, deformed pieces of flesh, and off-white cocoons wrapping the corpse.
Every corner is filled with the screams and cries of victims. Human beings are buried in flesh and blood, with only the head and upper body exposed. Deformed snake-like creatures are rampant among them, which can easily remind people of the nightmares they least want to recall.
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Human beings are decomposed and reorganized there until they become ghastly monsters, no different from zombies.
Carlos the Brain Worm is particularly fond of human telepaths, because they can be infected by the swarm and have a chance of preserving their sanity. It will select the most intelligent among humans and physically connect them to Leviathan's nerve center.
as one body.
Carlos is convinced that he is completing the original plan of the first generation of masters, the Great Hungerer, when he discovered humans, which was to devour human genes and use them for his own use.
"Six marine divisions. There are also Minotaur battlecruisers, Cromwell-class science ships (Kurzweil-class) and Dusk Wing Banshees in the chest." Senfa said to Pryor: "This is still
Just for us."
"That's great." Pryor could only deal with his old subordinate.
The high command in Augustgrad will never be so kind. When something like this happens, it usually only means one thing. The hardest battle and the hardest bone to crack are about to come, and Pule
You specialize in fighting tough battles and chewing hard bones.
The Griffin fighter plane continued to shuttle through Leviathan. In front of it was a huge pit filled with fog. Senfa told Prior that this was called the Evolution Pit.
Pryor saw a rather strange sight. Swarms of springtails were lining up to jump into the evolution pit. These springtails had just emerged from their eggs and were still carrying the mucus in their egg cocoons.
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When these springtails crawled out again, Pryor could clearly see that these monsters were becoming stronger, and their carapace and claws were becoming stronger and sharper. The yellow-orange light in the eyes of some springtails was getting stronger and stronger.
When it started to shine, he was a little unsure. He didn't know if these guys had become smarter.
When these springtails crawled out, they walked into the semi-mechanical splitting pool, the evolution chamber and the roaring automatic machine factory, and then changed their appearance and replaced them with mechanical eyes and gleaming blades.
Mature Cerberus zerg must be able to put on their own nano-armor and replace their titanium alloy blades.
These zerg actually don't need humans to worry about, and no one dislikes the hard-working Cerberus worker bees.
They finally landed in the nerve center, which was surprisingly large. It was far from a "small room" like the ordinary Leviathan. It didn't have the expected large-scale neural tissue, but more like an empty brain. The really important parts were all occupied.
Hidden in a mountain-like wall of flesh.
Pryor found the master of the Cerberus swarm, the alpha-numbered cerebrate of the Empire, and the earliest cerebrate in a small palace built by humans.
At this time, Alpha, the brainworm, was lying on a high-end sofa that he got from nowhere, watching a movie and eating potato chips. Behind the sofa, there were a few pairs of buzzing mechanical arms that were tickling and beating the brainworm.
Tofu cubes.
In any case, Cerberus technology was indeed born for war. Arcturus Mengsk even wanted neural connection technology to control humans, but this brainworm used it all on how to lie down more comfortably.
on something.
It is undoubtedly a real slacker, preferring to copy the work of its predecessors even during the evolution of its own species.
To be more precise, it was copied from the work of Abathur, the master of insect swarm evolution. This strange life created by the first generation master can be called a living DNA library of the insect swarm, and even led the evolution of the insect swarm.
The insect swarm is evolving every moment, and new and better genetic sequences will be spread throughout the galaxy through spores, accepted by all other groups, and then used and updated according to their own needs.
When a terrible mutation appears on a planet, it also means that this variety will soon appear in other brood worlds.
And the Cerberus Swarm is among them.
What makes evolution master Abathur angry is that its shameless rebellious brethren have obviously plagiarized their own achievements and do not understand what respecting copyright means. However, Brain Worm α is screaming, "Who told you to secretly open my room, you little bitch?"
The door stirs my heart.
"Happy." Pryor has known this brainworm for a long time. It's rare to see him teasing others like this. Apparently they have a pretty good relationship.
The other party's personality is extremely difficult to figure out, and can be described as moody and willful. But compared to some of his colleagues in the Imperial Army, this brainworm may be more qualified to be treated as a human being.
This brainworm is very popular among humans. It has mastered all the vicious curse words since mankind, and is preparing to publish his personal book "The Art of Confrontation on the Imperial Ethernet" recently.
"What's there to be happy about? Just work for the Dog Emperor." Brainworm smiled playfully.
"Is this really a brainworm?" Senfa asked his general in a low voice.
"It's strange." Pryor said: "We see a lot of people who can walk, but it's very rare to see brainworms in wheelchairs."
Senfa's face twitched, but luckily he didn't laugh.
"It's rare but strange." Brainworm commented.
Pryor looked behind the brain worm. On the wall were written the words "I am the only one who respects the light of the swarm in the sky and on earth." Next to it were the portrait of the first master and Queen Kerrigan, but he could not see the portrait of Emperor Augustus.
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"I think you are disloyal." Pryor struck the other person.
Brainworms can read minds and naturally know what he means.
"The emperor is in the heart." This brainworm can lick.
If you really think about it, even after death, it may not be impossible to catch a brainworm, but it is absolutely impossible for them to succumb to anyone other than the master. The master is not a simple individual, its will is
Symbolizes the entire insect swarm.
Cerebrate α is an exception. It boasts that it has the hardest bones in Char, and would rather starve to death than go to Korhal to beg for food. However, it is the first conspicuous person to bow down to humans.
If it were only forced by Augustus's lustful power, this brainworm would not have given up its allegiance to the empire. What it really surrendered to was the Queen of the Tyranids, a powerful human who had a fateful fate with the zerg.
But this is not shameful, because it was originally the brainworm of the Queen of Blades, and everything was just fate.
"Be careful and you get caught by him again when you do bad things." Pryor, while knocking on the Mountain Zhenhu, sat down opposite the brainworm and took out a handful of potato chips from the other person's bowl.
"scare!"
He wasn't angry at all before, but now this brainworm is anxious, like a cat with explosive fur.
"scare!
Pryor took out another handful and gave it to his adjutant, ignoring it at all: "I told you before, this brainworm monster is fun, there is no need to be afraid."
"Serve tea, serve good tea." He ordered his worker bees and swallowed the bowl and potato chips together.
"What happened again?" Pryor stopped teasing it and started talking about business.
"The infected Dugar has returned with the Alexander. He must be stopped as he corrupts the world even more." The brainworm said this.
Those who didn't know it thought he was a marshal of the Tyran Empire who was loyal to his emperor and served his country.
"He comes back at least four times a year, and every time he doesn't get beaten to a bloody head." Pryor was puzzled.
"This time he also brought an army of hybrids, including a half-machine, half-biological Moebius hybrid. That kind of monster seems to be a great threat to humans." Brainworm said.
The ghost of the UED is still floating over the Koprulu sector, and Alexei Stokov always feels that he should be corrupted instead of his old friend. ()