NOVEL WEB Chapter 1114 Becoming Famous
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BOOOMMM!!!
The ten Brutes were no more, the giant Xenoids were pulverized, just as I thought, when their shells shatter their internal bodies are more exposed, especially their true bodies.
To become so tough, they had to expand their real bodies more, their cores, and grow them like muscles. Meanwhile, the Placentoid was either fused into it or was completely discarded.
Placentoid is what gives Xenoids such large masses, and the ability to constantly shapeshift and expand within space.
According to the information instilled to me genetically, they are a colony of microorganisms that co-exist with the Xenoids, expand, divide, and more by draining energy from them.
In fact, Xenoids seem to not be just a single being, but a colony of many entities combined together. Not only are the Placentoid different aliens, but their shell growth is also produced by a coral-like alien that grows in their skin.
Aside from that, in the interior of their cores, it has been reported over ten different species of aliens working together with them.
Xenoids absorb life and then assimilate their components, making them part of their bodies… To optimize the ability to survive, they absorb and learn how to better survive from other alien species.
Perhaps even their ability to live in outer space was stolen from something else, it is theorized they originated as parasitic beings that merged with the DNA of other living organisms.
Hence, why it's impossible to "heal" from the Xenoids once they get you and begin to assimilate with you and devour you, your entire genes are being rewritten and fused with theirs.
A terrifying monster…
Although those that try to eat humans had been eliminated, it wouldn't be surprising if a few managed to escape, bringing with them our genetic code.
However, humanoid Xenoids had yet to appear, thankfully.
Though… I can foresee that new types might continue to emerge as they adapt to our technology.
Therefore, we must continue to grow stronger as well, Neutonium Cores are our best bet, I must develop not only mine, but that of others.
Perhaps if I could somehow create a connection with them using my own internal core… I could even awaken abilities within other machine warriors, my other skills.
But it would be risky, I'll have to try once the mission is done.
"Amazing! We've defeated over half of the Xenoids…"
"I can't believe it!" Your journey continues with empire
"The Brutes are gone…"
"Blake's amazing!"
"WOOOHHH!"
As the pilots celebrated, I quickly calmed them down, becoming like this and lowering their guards would be a recipe for demise.
"Calm down! Celebrate only when the mission is over!" I roared. "Now, regroup as I've commanded you before and quickly advance. A Xenoid Swarm with a couple more Brutes is coming here in fifteen seconds! Arm yourselves!
"Understood!"
As they roared back in unison, we continued our extermination of these pests. With the commands and the tactical formations I've created, we moved swiftly and rapidly. The smaller Xenoids were utterly devastated, becoming nothing but fodder to us.
Meanwhile, only the Brutes were true challenges. I decided to take them on my own, continuously using the expanded Echoes of my previous techniques to devastate them.
"Hah! You're tough, but that's about it!"
Crack, crack…!
CRAAASH!
The shells of four Brutes exploded into pieces as my spear pierced through them with a barrage of attacks, before the lightning of my spear quickly shaped into snakes, engulfing the brutes' internal body, and making them explode once pierced.
BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM!
"Hahh… Well, that's the last one."
I looked around, nodding with a smile, my Machine Warrior was tattered, its armor plates had been mostly all destroyed, the Brutes claws were truly fearsome weapons, I had been exchanging shields every time, they broke after only three blows.
"I think there aren't any more Xenoids in the visible vicinity!"
"Blake, we're done!"
"I can't sense anymore of them either!"
"Finally done… phew!"
"This has been perhaps the best raid ever, none of us died!"
They were celebrating, well, at least my group. While fighting, twenty more pilots ended joining one after another. And once we were finally done with the work, I noticed twenty pilots had lost their lives, and only another thirty remained, glaring at us with scorn.
The veterans and experienced talents seem unable to accept me as a new leader and are angered I'm threatening their positions now… even more, my character used to be a low-ranked pilot that was untalented and fearful, makes sense they would think that way.
But I didn't care, I managed to farm a lot of machines thanks to all those that died, getting twenty more Sentinels, and also I harvested most of their Neutonium Cores, absorbing them into my Machine Warrior to expand its electricity capacity and power.
Eventually, I felt the seal within me being loosened as my connection with the machine heightened, I think I can unlock another Skill already!
However, I must think carefully which one I chose this time. Day 2 is over, but there's five more days. Today was challenging, yes, but still fairly easy.
I can already tell the next days will not be so easy, Xenoids adapt incredibly quickly. I can bet my arms and legs that tomorrow they'll show up with a new type again.
Once the space port closed and sealed, and all machines were cleansed and sterilized, we were able to walk back inside the mothership, pilots celebrated, running towards me and praising my strategies and leadership.
Well, this is merely the experience of my previous life anyways, not too much.
"Blake! You were amazing there!"
"I can't believe none of us died!"
"You truly helped us, man, thanks."
"I was so afraid, but if I attack from afar, I think I'm fine with that!"
Men and women, some older than others, gathered around me. I nodded with a calm smile, giving them some tips, I had analyzed most of them and knew what they needed to improve.
However, my chat was quickly interrumpted, as Henriette stepped in with her intimidating robot guards, glaring at me with her sharp eyes.
"I guess I have to go back to my cell?" I asked her. "Fine, let's go."
"Pilot Blake Goathorn, the Elders of the United Humanities have decided to abolish your sentence after calculating all your feats in this battle… you're a free man now."
"Oh?"
Well, that was quick.
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