Became an Evolving Space Monster - Chapter 181



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Ep. 180

As Space Survival is home to a variety of intelligent species, there are also all kinds of monsters.

From creatures that resemble wild animals that exist on Earth, to horrifying monsters that seem to come out of horror movies, to awe-inspiring divine beings.

And some of these creatures have special abilities.

It’s just following the intellect.

For example, there is a predator called Red Mist. It is a beast that looks like a jaguar with a red mane, and it is characterized by emitting a hallucinogenic pheromone that is impossible to defend against.

It spreads hallucinogenic pheromones and then imitates human vocalizations to enchant players. It is said that it mimics the conversations and movements of players based on a specific algorithm, and it is quite realistic.

It’s hard to get rid of the hallucination itself, but since the thing acts as if it’s a comrade nearby, players who don’t know much about Red Mist can’t help but fall for it.

‘It’s not called the top predator on the jungle planet for nothing.’

No wonder his nickname in the early days of the game was Space Jangsanbeom.

As time went by and the number of veterans in the game increased, the number of players falling for its tricks gradually decreased. This is because no matter how good the AI ​​was, it was inevitable that it would feel awkward from a human perspective.

‘But what if the deceiver is a human?’

If you were to pretend to be a teammate who played games with you yesterday, and you knew everything about what he was equipped with and what tactics he preferred.

Can you really avoid being deceived?

In other words, the beings that deceive humans the best are other humans.

To be a little more specific, a person who knows the other person well.

And I’m probably the Eimov who has cheated the most people in the game.

‘Then shall we begin?’

After completing all preparations, I approached the group of enemies. As I got closer, they also stopped moving.

‘As expected from the Temple Guardians.’

I’m quite capable. Since I came to this world, there weren’t many people who knew of my approach and prepared for it.

There was the sound of swords made from Gallagon’s claws being drawn, and the sound of the shooters with demolishers loading their weapons, but there was no sound of speech.

They’re probably having a heated discussion about how to respond to each other via their telepathic link.

‘good.’

My job here is not to sneak up on the enemy. What I want to do is to create distrust among the enemies.

Beyond the fork in the wide ice passage, I opened my mouth slightly. There was a special organ in my neck, near where the thyroid gland would be in a human.

This is a vocal organ that was created when the ‘mimetic organ’ trait was applied to my body. An organ that is reset every time a new gene is absorbed and can imitate a new voice.

The ‘weapon’ that was used to deceive and devour countless prey has been activated again.

“Hey, help me!”

A woman’s voice flowed out of my mouth.

This is the voice of the cultist who was attacked by Adhai while escaping from the corpse of the Ice Horror. After receiving the corpse from Adhai, he took a bite and used it as a talisman.

There is one reason why I chose this cult.

‘Because he seemed like a pretty important person.’

The other members were buying time for her to escape safely. Judging from that, it seems likely that she is using psychic technology related to information transmission.

It’s the same everywhere, but the credibility and importance increase depending on who is speaking. If someone is important enough for colleagues to risk their lives, they’ll probably be worried about what to do.

“What is this?!”

“Celoneya!”

As I expected, the other side started to shake as soon as they heard the voice.

“Everyone, wait!”

Then a woman shouted in a thick, strong voice. From the sound of her voice alone, she seemed like the leader of the group.

The cultists who had been shaking stopped moving all at once. And then silence followed. They must have been communicating through telepathy.

‘indeed.’

When I imitate the voice of the cult, or rather, Celone, there are two main actions that the other side will take. One is to run to help me. The other is to be suspicious and prepare to attack, and then run.

To them, I am a target that must be immediately subdued, so it is normal that there is no option to back down.

But the enemy didn’t choose either option. They were communicating telepathically, not verbally, while maintaining their surroundings.

What does this mean?

‘You’ve already heard about this, right?’

The highest ranking person in this place, the cult priest.

It was clear that he, who must have been a veteran of space survival, had explained to them about me.

‘If anyone knew me, they wouldn’t come here at all.’

I don’t know what kind of trap I’ve laid. This is reality. If I or the enemy player die, that’s the end. Even if the other side’s skills are great, can they really go on an adventure that easily?

I don’t think so.

‘I’m just using it.’

Cult players won’t approach me for fear of traps, even though they know I’ll be nearby.

He had probably already figured out how far my nest had spread after hearing the news of the first attack. He probably stopped advancing because he judged that fighting on top of the nest was disadvantageous.

The safest option for him would be to call back his men first, and then change his strategy or something.

As he had intended, the members began to walk again. Their footsteps seemed to have become slightly more violent, indicating that they were dissatisfied.

‘It can’t be helped.’

You don’t know until it happens, and it’s not just humans who do that. Cults are the same.

Moreover, they are the Temple Guardians, one of the best army units of the Empire. How disappointing it must be to abandon such honorable men, not knowing whether they are enemies or allies.

‘Should we drive a wedge in here?’

I placed the female cult I was holding against the wall.

She was paralyzed because her cervical vertebrae had been broken by the Heavenly Mother. This made ‘working’ easier.

I turned her head so that she was facing me. Her pupils dilated greatly as she met my gaze.

A look of disbelief, as if unable to believe the reality he was seeing.

The moment she saw me, the movements of the members who had been moving further and further away from me stopped.

“What is this?!”

“Aliya! Can you see me now?”

Soul Link is a very powerful technique. In a battlefield where information is life, nothing is more important than a wide field of vision.

Moreover, if you can check the field of view of your allies whenever you want, it will be much easier to carry out operations.

Thanks to this technology, the cult was able to excel not only in individual strength but also in team play.

Well then, let’s think about it the other way around.

What if that information is wrong? What if what I’m seeing isn’t what it actually is?

“You’re still alive!”

“Celone saved her!”

I looked down at the cult members, who were sweating profusely, leaning against the wall.

Her pupils were trembling like crazy as she realized what I was trying to do.

I asked her inwardly.

What do I look like to you?

–

Jason, ranked 10th, had a bad relationship with the Amorphs.

He was a concept player based on the so-called ‘lookism’.

His play motto is to kill ugly aliens and enslave pretty ones.

There’s nothing particularly special about this type of playstyle. Space Survival is full of all sorts of weirdos, and there are plenty of other games that have similar playstyles.

The reason Jason, who was such an ‘ordinary’ concept player, became famous was because he bullied monster players to an extreme degree. There were quite a few players who couldn’t stand his bullying and quit the game.

In fact, this type of person tends to make a lot of enemies, but he was able to survive thanks to the fans who followed him.

Jason was an internet broadcaster whose main content was space survival, so he had quite a large following of fans. Using his followers, Jason also gained a considerable amount of power in the game.

Because of that, even if you were a ranked player among the monster players, it wasn’t easy to attack him. You could say that you could just wait for him to be alone, but Jason was also a 10th ranked player. He was by no means an easy opponent.

The reason he, a ‘humanist’ concept player, chose the cult race instead of the human race is because the cult race has better performance. If the performance is good, he won’t be easily defeated even if his skills are inferior to those of other players.

One day, while I was enjoying the game and committing all sorts of evil acts.

The end came for him too.

A ranker from the worst race.

The one who made the rankers who were his enemies form an alliance and put a bounty on him.

The 5th ranked Aimop ranker started targeting him.

The bastard followed him around every day for over half a year, toying with him using outrageous tactics.

In particular, the moment when the character was trying to enter the sleeping room to end the game, the hidden thing attacked him, and this became an urban legend in the community.

Because of Morphbak, two clans created by his followers were destroyed, and his relationship with the ranker who was close to him was ruined.

The incident was eventually resolved when Jason, unable to bear it any longer, wrote a public apology to the community.

But soon after, when I entered the game world, all that became a thing of the past.

He has spent quite a bit of time in the world of space survival.

I thought it was time to forget about it.

Before I came here, before I even faced him, I thought so, but I was wrong. The telepathy that came to him woke up the nightmare that had been sleeping soundly.

‘Jason! You see that too? Look into Billone’s eyes! They’re both alive and not dead!’

He found the telepathy from his lover, Alya, truly irritating.

He knows it too.

Soul Link will not be released until the subject dies or the user cancels it. From the perspective of Billone, who was kidnapped by the being, the female cultist appeared to be alive and well.

One of the twelve people he sent to eliminate the elements that interfere with psychic powers, Celone. She was a member who had learned the art of memory storage. Normally, she would be someone who needed to be protected at all costs.

But Jason, who has had his fair share of abuse from Morphbak, knows.

‘It’s a trap.’

The cult that Billone saw. She was so badly injured that she couldn’t move properly and was desperately calling out to her comrades.

Because of the darkness, I couldn’t see his face properly, but when I heard his voice, it was so pitiful that it seemed like he would collapse at any moment.

‘Bullshit! You disgusting morph-bag!’

Watching that guy act, I feel like trauma from my past is slowly coming back to me.

He was sure. The owner of that voice was already dead, and Vilone, who was connected to the soul link, was infected with a parasite.

If you go to rescue him like this, you’ll suffer a lot of damage because of the cult controlled by him. In the game, he’s even been known to blow up a battleship by controlling an NPC.

‘It can copy the appearance of its opponents. Not only that, it can also suck out their memories.’

‘… Then what about Villone? Are you saying that Villone is also being controlled?’

‘Yeah. That parasite is probably controlling her.’

‘I’ve never heard of such a monster existing.’

Of course it had to be that way.

Even in the game, the nature of the transformation skill was never revealed. Outspacer players only guessed that it was a fusion trait made with a very rare combination or a reward obtained by hunting Vortex Ones.

Whatever the nature of that transformation, there was no other monster or player who used parasites or transformation techniques like that. He had a pathological dislike for Morphbak, but he acknowledged that the guy was very skilled.

Honestly, if you just look at the ability to utilize the traits, there probably won’t be much of a difference from 3rd or 4th place.

‘… I know this, but.’

The Temple Guardians are not here. They only encountered him through information, but this is the first time they have fought him face to face.

The experience of having faced countless monsters was working against them at this moment, because the creature they saw was one that could not possibly exist.

Who would have thought that the true power of the monster that destroyed the mother ship squadron was the deceptive tactics using parasites and transformation?

‘I’ll say it again, Ellie. Give up and come here.’

‘Jason… .’

Elia hesitates.

He must have been aiming for this part too. To weaken Jason’s command and instigate conflicts between him and his subordinates.

He sent a telepathic message to his lover again.

Did his earnestness reach her? When she tried to move again after encouraging her subordinates.

An abnormality occurred in the field of vision that appeared to be Soul Link.

Celone flinched as if she had discovered something. A monster appeared in the darkness behind her.

‘That’s?’

A lion’s body with an eagle-shaped head, amber eyes, and impressive golden fur. The newly appeared monster was a phantom beast named Griffin.

‘That’s Wolf, who learned deification. Why is that guy here…?’

The griffon draws closer to the shared vision. Its sharp beak glows menacingly, and Celone suddenly stands before the vision with her arms outstretched.

As if he said he couldn’t go until he killed me.

That sight was the deciding factor.

‘Damn it! I can’t do this anymore! Lady Alya!’

‘…Jason, I’m sorry.’

‘Wait a minute! Everybody! That’s a trick! Crazy! You can’t go there!’

Jason quickly shot his telepathy, but there was no response. Alya and her men had severed the telepathic link.

Instead, she saw the backs of the members running quickly into her field of vision connected to the soul link.

They were running down the passageway when they stopped at the same time.

In front of them was Selon, standing still, and Billone, leaning against the wall. The griffon wolf that had been there a moment ago was nowhere to be seen.

But Jason could feel the connection between the unit, Alya, and her vision.

That ‘that thing’ in front of them was something other than a cult.

The vision transmitted through Alya was slightly shaky. Her panic was reflected in her eyes.

Eliya’s vision reads the movement of ‘it’s’ mouth.

The guy was saying this.

What do I appear to you?