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Became an Evolving Space Monster - Chapter 154

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Ep. 153

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“Damn it! Big D got hit! Conjedo!”

“This is not the time to worry about that! Keep running!”

Five heavy walkers ran noisily through the ship.

The hole behind them had long since disappeared. Far from being reassured by this fact, it seemed to drive them crazy.

The fear that everyone might die here came over me.

“Right? Left? Which way should I go?!”

“Where did everyone go? Where are you going, squeak, squeak”

“Don’t scatter! Everyone, stay together!”

Numerous forks in the road that had not existed before appeared one after another. One of the walkers that had been following behind ended up getting left behind.

‘This can’t go on!’

The walker they are riding, the ‘Sentinel’, is suitable for combat, but is not good for survival in isolated situations. It consumes a lot of power, making it difficult to operate for long periods of time.

The cargo ship is finished, and the aircraft they came aboard are probably in a similar state. There’s no telling how much longer they’ll be stuck on this monstrous ship.

“Everyone stop!”

Mackay called out to the three remaining Walkers.

“Check the energy level! If the walker stops, we’re dead.”

Upon hearing that, the cyborgs quickly checked Walker’s remaining energy, as if they were shocked.

“The remaining energy is fine, but… . Damn it!”

“What’s the use of all this! I’m going to die here anyway!” “There’s nowhere to run!”

As their colleagues said, their situation was not good at all. In fact, they were in the stomach of a giant beast.

Still, there was one thing Mackay believed in.

‘The Mechanical Committee will send a rescue team. Just hold on until then.’

A month ago, the Mechanical Committee, the highest body of the Star Union, issued a notice to all departments and civilian spacecraft.

In the event of an encounter with an unknown creature or substance, they are to register it in the Starlink database without fail. In addition, an order was issued to install a special signal chip developed by the Mechanical Council on all ships.

There are so many different types of life in space that it would be nearly impossible to report them all. And on top of that, they have signal chips. This means they are openly monitoring your activities, but few civilian spacecraft would welcome this.

If it were any other force, it would have been impossible, but Star Union could do it. The Machine Council could issue compulsory orders to all androids and drones produced by Star Union.

For this reason, the cargo ship that McKay and the cyborgs came on was also equipped with a signal chip. The news of the ship’s destruction will be relayed to the Star Union in an hour or two.

“If you can hold out for just one day, a rescue team from the Population Management Department will come. Wait until then.”

“What? How do they know where we are?”

“Don’t worry about that. Our news will be relayed to Star Union in a few hours.”

Information about the ship’s appearance, location, and internal branches has already been transmitted to the Starlink database.

So, there is only one thing that those who survived here must do.

“We need to buy time until the rescue fleet arrives.”

“hour?”

“This monster is probably capable of faster than light travel. If it moves to another constellation, the search time for the rescue fleet will also be longer.”

The cyborgs nodded.

Even though this JP-99 system is a remote area, it is under the control of a cult. If such a giant monster had been roaming around without superluminal travel, it would have been caught long ago.

“We have to prevent them from escaping.”

“What? That’s ridiculous!”

“Impossible! As you saw earlier, attacking this ship is useless. It will recover quickly.”

“I know that too. If you just shoot blindly, you’ll just waste ammo. That’s why you need to set a target.”

“target?”

Before answering, Mackay shared with everyone a combined file of maps transmitted by the exploration drones.

“Look at this.”

“?”

“Even though everything else has changed, there are still some parts that remain the same.”

“So what?”

“This ship, or I don’t know if it’s a monster or what, but if it’s a living thing, it must need some kind of major organ, right?”

“… So you’re saying that this same area is where the guy’s heart is?”

“Yeah. If we go here and destroy the organ, we can disrupt its hypersonic travel.”

The cyborgs kept their mouths shut after hearing Mackay’s opinion.

There are many flaws in his argument. If they listen to him and go and find out that it is a trap, then they are dead dogs. The problem is that they have no other way.

Since it was a matter of life and death, everyone was worried. But the harsh reality did not wait for them.

“The hallway is moving!”

“Cheers! Everyone run!”

As the four walkers ran, the hallway twisted greatly. The narrow space distorted and transformed into a huge room.

“Is this what I’m seeing real?”

“Fuck, damn, I’m going to go crazy.”

The Sentinel, a medium-sized walker, is about 8 meters tall. A wide space that was at least three or four times as tall as that walker suddenly appeared before my eyes.

Even Mackay had a hard time keeping his composure in the face of the unbelievable reality.

“Mom, everyone, come to your senses!”

Mackay activated his weapons system, urging his comrades to take down anyone he saw, and an unfamiliar sound came to his ears as he vowed to shoot anyone he saw.

‘What was that just now?’

It was a sound that was rarely heard in space.

‘The sound of the wind?’

From above their heads, from somewhere where nothing can be seen, a strange sound is coming.

The moment McKay aimed his gun at the ceiling to shoot whatever it was, the ‘thing’ that had been making noise came rushing towards them.

“evil!”

thud

A short scream followed by a loud noise. Mackay turned the camera to check and saw that a walker had fallen.

Walkers and Sentinels have less durability than the ship’s outer wall, but instead have built-in ship shields.

A large hole about 2m in size was ripped through the cockpit, which was protected by a shield and thick armor. The traces of destruction, which looked as if they had been cut with a plasma cutter, glowed a pale purple.

The pilot was nowhere to be seen inside the walker, which was pierced from front to back. Instead, only the dripping blood from among the damaged machine parts told of what had happened to the pilot.

“W-what just happened?!”

Now there are only three Walkers left, including Mackay.

Then the wind blew again. Mackay realized that it was a sign of an attack and shouted urgently.

“He came…!”

“uh?”

thud

But before he could finish his words, another Walker collapsed. Just like before, a two-meter-sized hole, a faint purple glow where it had penetrated, and the pilot disappeared, leaving behind only a trail of blood and flesh.

“shit!”

In the few minutes since we entered this space, we’ve already lost two walkers. Now, only Mackay and one of his companions remain.

“Be careful of the wind noise!”

“Mommy… why is there so much wind in space… .”

Leaving his comrades trembling and on guard, Mackay quickly scanned the devastation. Then he discovered a trail of blood on the floor.

Walker’s camera, synchronized with Mackay’s, followed the blood trail. The occasional droplets of blood stopped in front of the wall.

There, their fellow cyborgs lay sprawled with their limbs cut off.

“Eek?!”

“… … .”

You’ve found your missing colleague, but there’s a problem.

‘What about the other one?’

The cameras on both walkers rose upward.

And there it was, near the corner of the wall and ceiling.

A green demon with tentacles stuck in the cyborg’s face and sucking his fluids.

“Ugh, ugh, squeak, squeak, ugh… .”

「■」「■■」

Every hole in the face, including the eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, was filled with tentacles that swelled like straws. Every time this happened, the captured cyborg let out a strange groan and trembled.

Mackay thought as he saw the sight.

I have to run away.

“Ugh, euaaaah!”

Just then, his colleague fired a shot at the monster. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared like a mirage.

Mackay ran while his panicked colleague tried to distract the bastard.

His only goal is the door he sees in front of him.

The thought that he had to open that door and go out to wake up from this nightmare dominated his mind.

“Huh?!”

thud

There is a short groan behind him and the sound of the walker collapsing. The hand of the walker McKay is riding touches the shield door.

The sound of the devil’s wings flapping was not heard. He opened the shield door and went outside.

thud

“phew….”

Only after closing the door was he able to let out the breath he had been holding. There was no sound from beyond the door.

At that moment when I was trying to feel relieved.

A voice was heard behind him.

“The food came to me on its own feet?”

A flat tone of voice that didn’t fit in at all with this terrible space.

The moment he heard that sound, Mackay realized.

I thought I had escaped that nightmarish space, but that wasn’t the case.

–

‘You saved me some trouble.’

Walker, who had fled here to escape Adhai’s attack, was terrified when he saw me.

Me, fused into a nuclear reactor, using numerous erosion tentacles as hands.

He’s a cyborg who trembles just by looking at the cute Adhai. My appearance would look even scarier.

Walker, who was confused by the sight of me, tried to shoot me with his storm gun, but failed because numerous erosion tentacles had entangled his arms and legs.

‘By the way, that guy has grown a lot too.’

Perhaps it was thanks to the teachings of the Heavenly Mother that Adhai was able to skillfully use his ‘super acceleration’ ability even in relatively narrow spaces.

Although hyper-acceleration is Green Gallagon’s unique ability, it is only used for movement or evasion. There is no case where it is used aggressively in a closed space like this.

‘If it had been like before, I would have been seriously hurt.’

Adhai used a tactic of covering his entire body with purple lightning and melting his enemies with psychic powers upon impact.

Simply put, you can think of it as you striking enemies while surrounded by the supernatural flames of the Purple Spray Gun.

‘Come to think of it, that’s a method that a lot of cult players use.’

Like putting up a shield on your weapon with psychic power and then striking your enemy, or charging while surrounded by psychic flames like Adhai did, etc.

Thanks to the newly learned method, Adhai was able to minimize the damage he would take when colliding. It could be seen as a technique that suits him, as a mutant, whose physical abilities are inferior to those of other Gallagons.

Of course, that method isn’t perfect either. Green Gallagon’s psychic power isn’t that strong. Even if you wrap your body in psychic power while the output itself is insufficient, it’s impossible to completely protect it.

You can be more aggressive than before, but you still need to be careful before becoming a White Gallagon.

‘Let’s go to the Dragon’s Nest and find a way to evolve Adhai.’

I guess I’ve filled up my energy a bit, I should just clean up this cyborg and head out right away.

I, fused with the reactor, used my erosion tentacles to dismantle the walker. As I dismantled the walker in a matter of hours, a cyborg with cables dangling from inside fell out.

My eroding tentacles wrapped around the male cyborg who was shivering pitifully.

‘Let’s try this out.’

If you make the jaw of a water harvester on a ship and eat it, you can’t use it as a material for the human-faced beast’s characteristics. I experimented with it on hundreds of people a while ago, but only the predatory effect worked and the genetic information wasn’t saved.

‘Is it because I am one with the ship?’

When in a state of unity with the ship, only some of the physical characteristics can be used. Of these, the human-faced beast characteristic cannot be used, so it may not be possible.

So, even though I’ve just eaten hundreds of people, the human-faced beasts that are still attached to me are still based on a cult.

‘It’s a mimetic organ, you know.’

I don’t know how this huge ship can be camouflaged. I actually tried it, but it seems like there’s some kind of condition that’s not applied properly.

‘That’s settled for now.’

My tentacle opened its mouth wide to swallow the cyborg whole. The cyborg laughed as if he had lost his mind at the sight.

“Ugh, ugh! I’m dying here, but ugh, you’re going to die soon too.”

I always heard things like, “Please spare me” or “I was wrong”, but this time, it was a rather different will.

Of course, that doesn’t mean I’ll spare your life.

I was about to ignore him and eat him, but the words that came out of his mouth stopped me.

“Oh, soon, the Star Union fleet will come! You can’t escape!”

“Star Union fleet?”

It is true that they are an important source of human resources, but from Star Union’s perspective, they are a necessary evil. They are essential to maintaining the community, but it is difficult to admit that fact. Why would they come to rescue such beings?

Moreover, this is the cult’s sphere of influence. It is unlikely that the Star Union will come looking for me, even at the risk of major diplomatic friction.

‘for a moment.’

Suddenly, an ominous thought occurred to me and I searched through the remains of the walker. Among them was the computer that had been installed on the walker. I used my small tentacles to turn on the half-disassembled computer.

There remained a record of communications sent to Starlink, the central database of the Star Union.

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