Became an Evolving Space Monster - Chapter 122



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Ep. 122

In game, the effects of Psionium last for 5 minutes.

It is a very useful drug that can turn an unfavorable situation around if used at the right time, but it has a fatal drawback.

‘It means that the duration decreases every time you use it.’

The time it takes to decrease is randomly set between a few seconds and a maximum of one minute. If you are unlucky, you can only use it 5 times.

So players either used them all up early in the game, or kept them and used them carefully at important moments later.

These characteristics of Psionium work the same way in real life. I, too, have used Psionium since becoming an Aimorph.

‘I used it when I fought Sihyeon and Eugene.’

Since I enjoyed the effects for 5 minutes then, if I take another cyonium later, I will be able to enjoy the effects for at least 4 minutes.

‘But Muriel said that wasn’t the case.’

According to the Heavenly Mother, Muriel used Psionium when she fought her, and it lasted for eight minutes.

‘Is it an improved version of Cyonium, or a module that enhances the effects of the drug?’

It’s unclear what the cause is, as there are many differences from the game.

‘It doesn’t matter. That part isn’t important.’

What is clear is that Muriel cannot enjoy the effects of Psyonium indefinitely.

If not, you would have used it right away when you fought me.

‘The potion she used when she first fought me was Ultra Controller.’

The cigarette she smoked while waiting for me.

The solution contained within was not a synthetic drug, but an Ultra Controller that enhanced the output and precision of superpowers.

She acted quite naturally, but you could tell right away that she was acting like that because there was absolutely no hint of that hazy, medicinal smell that is typical of cigarettes.

‘How can such a smart woman avoid me when she has the ability to easily overpower me?’

I guess the Psyonium she used, even if it had an extended duration, would not have eliminated the original drug’s drawback of its duration decreasing with each use.

‘If you just use it whenever you want, it will be difficult to use it later when it really matters.’

That’s why she must have used cyonium when she judged herself to be in danger.

‘The duration is less than 8 minutes at most. Assuming the duration reduction is the same as that of regular Psyonium, it would be less than 7 minutes.’

In fact, it is unlikely that our fight will last seven or eight minutes.

Since both sides move at speeds far beyond human capabilities, the battle won’t last long, no matter who wins.

‘My plan in the first place wasn’t to hold out until the effects of the cyonium wore off.’

At the time I was talking to Mother in Heaven, I thought:

It’s important to keep her from doing things that require cyonium.

“… Even if there are two, nothing will change!”

Muriel, who was the next evildoer, immediately took the offensive.

As soon as her feet left the ground, a golden spear approached me right in front of my nose.

That’s lightning speed.

I quickly raised my bone axe and struck upward. There was a sound like a bomb exploding as my bones met her short spear.

The single spear is pushed upwards and her posture collapses. My erosion tentacles lunge forward with their six appendages spread wide open to swallow her whole.

“Hot!”

Muriel opened her mechanized left hand. Her body slipped through the tentacles, slowed by the distortion field, like a loach.

And she clenched her left arm into a fist. In that brief moment, my auxiliary organs sensed a massive flow of energy moving from her body to her left arm.

This is a Thunder Arm module that is one of the higher-grade combat modules that cyborgs can equip. It shows excellent effects in both destructive power and penetration power, and can even penetrate my carapace that has become a semi-adult.

“Where!”

“Huh?!”

The Heavenly Mother jumped up and slammed her body into Muriel’s side.

No matter how much Muriel’s physical abilities had improved, it was impossible to ignore the charge of a griffon that was over 4 meters tall and full of muscle.

Muriel’s posture became disturbed, and the direction in which the robotic arm was facing also changed slightly. Thanks to this, the yellow lightning shot by Muriel only passed over my back.

Of course, it didn’t end without any damage, as I lost two of my erosion tentacles, but it was still bearable.

“Don’t disturb…!”

“Ugh!”

Muriel struck the Heavenly Mother with her left arm, which was red hot after the energy release. The Heavenly Mother, with her face burned and her beak broken, stepped back for a long time.

‘good.’

Now is the time, while she’s distracted by other enemies.

I hit Muriel in the head with all my might.

“Ugh!”

My horn broke her ribs and pierced her internal organs. Fortunately, she was able to step back too late, so it was not penetrated, but even this wound was fatal.

‘No! It’s not over yet!’

As I expected, her body glowed purple.

A purple halo floating behind her head. That is an effect from the cross-shaped halo headband she wears, the ‘Adjuster’.

The Coordinator is one of the rewards for clearing the mid-to-late quests of the Cult, and grants the wearer the ability to move in a spirit form 5 times a day.

The cult’s quest is divided into 12 stages in total, and the coordinator is unlocked as a stage 9 quest reward.

When I shot her with the acid fungus, she didn’t use a regulator.

‘It’s not that I didn’t use it, but I couldn’t use it because the conditions for use were not met.’

Judging from the way she used it after consuming the cyonium, she must have cleared up to stage 8 of the quest.

‘Whatever it is, there are three left now.’

So far, Muriel has used the Tuner twice: once when the Heavenly Mother burst out of the ground and attacked me, and again just now when I stabbed her with my horns.

In other words, she only has three extra lives left.

I predicted where she would move and quickly moved. About 100 meters away, purple particles were gathering in the air.

“!”

Muriel, whose incarnation was over, opens her eyes wide as she sees me rushing towards her.

She raised her left arm to write the distortion field, but there was no way that the Heavenly Mother would just watch her do that.

“I knew how to leave you alone!”

The Heavenly Mother, half her face blackened, caught up with Muriel. Her half-broken beak bit hard into her left shoulder.

“Whoa!”

The distortion field was canceled midway through its manifestation due to a crushed shoulder blade.

Muriel quickly took up a defensive stance with her priest’s javelin as she saw me approaching her.

Crunch

“Ugh!”

One of my horns broke off as the spear and horn collided. A sharp pain shot through me, as if someone had hit my head hard with a hard object.

However, I wasn’t the only one who suffered damage.

As I charged forward, the power I had been channeling was stored in my horns, so Muriel, who had been blocking it, could not have been safe either.

Her right arm, holding the spear, hung limply. The Nano Spartan modules surrounding her body kept the arm from falling off, but the inside must have been completely torn apart.

“Eeeeek! Dieeeeeeeee!”

She activated her Thunder Arm module again, screaming something that was neither a scream nor a shout. As energy gathered in her left arm, the Heavenly Mother hurriedly removed her beak.

I also turned my body sharply to avoid the direction her arm was pointing. The yellow heat ray grazed my side by a width of a paper.

In the meantime, she had disappeared into a trance and reappeared on top of a watchtower placed around the campsite.

“This, this is ridiculous…!”

Thanks to the transfiguration effect, her body was free of any scars, but her expression was different.

Blood formed at the corner of his mouth from biting it, and his eyes were trembling slightly.

Now she was clearly more intimidated than before the fight.

‘You’re a loner. Muriel.’

If you fight passively or waste time, the effects of the Psionics will run out, making it impossible to use the Coordinator.

Conversely, if you engage in battle actively as you normally would, the likelihood of using the coordinator increases.

Either way, if she can’t use her Coordinator, she’ll have to rely solely on the resilience of her Nano Spartan modules to deal with us.

‘I should have used it to run away in the first place.’

Starting a fight with us, no, with me, was the wrong choice.

I calmly told her the truth about her fear of us.

“Two times left.”

“!”

She knows best what I mean.

If those two things end, I wonder what will become of me.

–

Three years ago from now.

Muriel is dropped into the world of space survival alone.

That too, while possessed by a member of the Spacedog Cartel.

Even though she was ranked 20th and the leader of a large clan, it was all in the game.

For her, who was just a college student in the real world, surviving in this harsh dystopian world was by no means easy.

If she hadn’t been a cyborg with a strong body, or if she hadn’t been beautiful enough to be loved by the boss, she wouldn’t have lasted even two days.

Muriel’s life was saved thanks to the cult leader who cared about her.

A month has passed since I became the boss’s lover.

Only after her survival was assured could she see what she had received when she came into this world.

It was a kind of blessing and a ‘privilege’ for those who came to this world.

The privilege she received was the ability to change the race that formed the base of the cyborgs into another race.

In the original game, Cyborg’s base race is always fixed as human, but she can change the base race into other races such as Cyborg, Wolf, and Cult.

It could be said that this is a special privilege that reflects the characteristics of Spacedogs, a pirate group that includes various races.

Instead, the base race could not be changed without any restrictions.

Her original race is cyborg.

You could only use the privilege by looting symbols of other races, modifying them into ‘modules’, and wearing them. These restrictions did not change even when you switched races.

Additionally, only the intelligent races that the player can choose could be converted, and non-playable wild animals could not be converted.

Anyway, realizing the potential of the privilege, she poisoned the leader in order to turn the base race into a cult.

I didn’t love him, and since I thought he was just an NPC in a game anyway, I didn’t feel much resistance to killing him.

She transformed herself into a cult by making modules out of the leader’s horns, and set her sights on the cartel members as her next targets.

It wasn’t an easy fight since the cartel she belonged to was a powerful one, but she was able to win somehow.

After that, she met other players on her way to the cult’s headquarters and grew with their help.

Two years have passed since she came to this world, and Muriel has become strong. To the point where no being in this universe can treat her carelessly.

Moreover, with two rankers supporting her, the word crisis was virtually non-existent for Muriel.

That is, until I met Aimov in Saintopia 02 right now.

“Huh!”

Muriel raised her spear and blocked the arm of that damned Aimophobic quasi-adult. Muriel gritted her teeth because the blow was not usually heavy.

The bastard’s strength had not diminished at all since the fight began. Rather, it felt like he was getting stronger as the fight continued.

To be exact, it wasn’t the enemy getting stronger, it was her getting weaker.

‘No! There’s no way I could lose…!’

“Fuck!”

Anxiety began to creep up on her, but she shook it off with a curse-filled yell.

The Thunder Arm module mounted on her left arm activated, and a yellow lightning bolt passed through the thing’s arm.

For a moment, she was delighted to see the man with his arm cut off, but then the Heavenly Mother swung her foreleg at her face.

“Ugh!”

I tried to pull my head back to avoid it, but the right side of my face was torn off halfway by that beast of a bitch’s attack.

‘… I can recover to this extent!’

She had only two charges left to recover the Coordinator, so she had to use it sparingly. She swung her spear, relying on the resilience of the Nano Spartan Module.

As the priest’s golden spear cut into the side of the Heavenly Mother, Aimov’s tail flew towards her.

Since it was in the middle of an attack, I couldn’t completely avoid it. I decided to block it, relying on the defense of the sturdy Thunder Arm module, but it was a bad choice.

“Hey, profit!”

Her robotic arm was twisted into a grotesque shape by her stupid tail. As if that wasn’t enough, she was left floating in the air, rolling miserably on the floor.

“Cough?!”

Muriel spewed black blood from her mouth.

I’ve been knocked to the ground several times during the fight, but this was the first time I’ve vomited blood.

‘That damn Amymorph bastard is showing off his tricks!’

Only then did she become aware of the presence of fog that had completely enveloped the campsite.

This fog was clearly created by Aimorph’s nest. I knew this right away, as I had fought Aimorph several times in the game.

However, since I had never fought Eimov for this long, I ignored the fear of the poisonous fog.

Actually, it wasn’t that she made a particularly foolish decision.

The Nano Spartan Module’s regenerative power is incredibly high. No matter how strong the fog’s toxicity is, it can quickly recover as long as the module is in operation.

‘The module’s recovery power can’t keep up!’

If she remains stable for even a short period of time, the module’s recovery functions will return to normal.

But the enemies did not even allow ‘that short time’.

The Heavenly Mother ran towards Muriel, who was spitting blood. Muriel jumped into the air and kicked the Heavenly Mother with both feet as she tried to pounce on her.

The enemy flew away, but another enemy attacked her.

Muriel barely managed to ward off the thorns pouring down from the front with her spear.

‘Oh, no! I can still hold on… .’

The moment she thought that, the enemy tentacles flew at her. She managed to deflect them, but she couldn’t block them all. Half of her thigh was torn off because of the attack just now.

‘You can solve it by using another module!’

The moment she got up from her seat, the Heavenly Mother’s foreleg, swinging, was right in front of her nose. It was an attack that took advantage of the gap in Muriel’s narrowed right field of vision.

‘If you use a distortion field…!’

She raised her left arm, which was recovering quickly, and unleashed a distortion field. The Heavenly Mother stopped in midair, but Aimov’s horn aimed at her from the opposite direction.

“Ugh!”

‘Next time…!’

Muriel flies through the air again, spitting out blood.

The next number kept rolling through her head.

Among the modules she has, there is one that can overcome this situation. It is a precious module and the aftereffects are not trivial, so she has not used it much, but there is nothing she can do about it in this situation.

‘You can still win!’

It was blocked. Both of her legs were broken.

She used her psychic power technique to levitate herself into the air, then quickly thought of her next move.

Among the psychic power techniques she possesses, there is one that can wipe out enemies. She has been saving it, but now is the time to use it.

‘If it’s this…!’

But it was blocked. There were additional penetrating wounds to her shoulder and abdomen.

As fatal wounds continued to occur, the nanosuit began to slow down rapidly. While she was unconscious from the blood loss, she continued to think.

‘This next is….’

What should I do?

It was as if he knew what modules she had and what psychic power techniques she could use.

She was practically naked in front of him.

As that thought crossed his mind, the monster in front of him began to grow larger and larger. It had grown by feeding on her blood, her flesh, and her emotions, and now it looked so large that it was hard to handle.

When I faced that guy, emotions that had been buried deep in my heart for a long time came back to me.

Feeling lost, and.

Fear of death.

“I, I don’t want to die!”

Muriel, driven to her limit, ended up using the tuner she had promised to use sparingly once again.

Her body disintegrated into purple particles, which then regrouped as far away from the monster as possible.

‘no!’

As soon as her body was regenerated, she regretted it. Now, she only had one more chance.

Then the bastard said.

“once.”

Even though they were hundreds of meters away, Aimov’s words were clear and piercing to her ears.