Became an Evolving Space Monster - Chapter 316
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Episode 316 – Relics (3) (Development Revised)
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Two huge bolts of lightning strike the ground, visible from hundreds of kilometers away.
The destination of the lightning bolt running through the sky is the underground of an old city.
The golden lightning and the red sunlight shine magically together. The sand-covered ground burns fiercely, and the buildings built on top of it melt.
The sight was like a divine punishment inflicted on those who did not follow providence.
In some sense, that expression may be correct.
Because the entity carrying out this wondrous act of destruction was a weapon created in imitation of the authority of God.
The lightning that had been flashing for several minutes died down.
As the embers burned brightly on the sand, two stars floating in the red sky fell to the ground.
The stars, which were hundreds of meters in size, gradually decreased in size as they descended, and soon transformed into flying objects with a diameter of 10 meters. The spherical objects, surrounded by layers of mandalas, slowly descended outside the burning ground.
“Phew.”
Watching the orbital weapon land with a dusting of sand, Nern barely resisted the temptation to sit down on the sand. He had expended so much psychic power that he could barely stand.
“Confirmed that the target has been hit.”
“This is a call from above. What on earth is the ‘brain god’ that just came into operation? What do you say?”
“Let’s call it fire support and a new type of brain test.”
On the other hand, Alshas, who was piloting another orbital weapon, was giving orders to his subordinates as if this was nothing.
“… You used more force than me. You’re amazing.”
“Thanks to my senior’s efforts to stabilize the situation, I was able to control the firepower without any problems.”
“No need to say that. What I did was only a very small part. But it was amazing.”
Nern looked up at the large sphere in front of him.
The brain god he knew didn’t look like this.
The original Brain God is a tray-shaped object with complex geometric shapes intertwined. It is made of the rare metal Novametal, so it has the characteristic of growing larger when psychic power is injected into it.
The weapon in front of him also grew larger when he was injected with psychic power, but its appearance was quite different. Instead of being a thin plate shape, it was made up of complex shapes intertwined and merged into a sphere.
“Is this the new Brain God model?”
“It’s still a prototype. Compared to the existing brain god, its firepower and precision have been enhanced, and it can strike from a much longer distance.”
“I heard it was made to deal with enemies that infiltrated the planet. I guess that’s true.”
“That’s right. The development goal was to attack the cult’s base and the Outspacer’s bio portal.”
The Cult Empire has many weapons that can destroy planets, but there are not many weapons that can greatly control their power. So, when an enemy appears who infiltrates the planet and causes trouble, like now, it is difficult to respond.
So, during that time, the orbital weapon Brain God, capable of local strikes, was responsible for incinerating enemies that had infiltrated the planet.
The spherical weapon currently in front of them was a brain god that had been improved to actively reflect that purpose.
“… Still, using the brain god on Berzan 02 would be quite risky.”
“That’s true, but you don’t have to worry. It’s going to be announced as a weapons test conducted by the Temple Guardians.”
“Temple Guardians?”
Nern was taken aback by the sudden words.
“Actually, that was the reason why the operation of the brain god was delayed. First, the documents from the temple guardians… .”
“Wait a minute. The Temple Guardians are entrusting you with the management of the new Brain God?”
“Yes. I did help them improve their weapons. It’s been more than half a year since I was removed from my advisory position.”
“…her.”
“Besides, Lord Kissos also helped out.”
The junior said it casually, but Nern knew that it wasn’t as simple as it sounded.
The Temple Guardians are a group as proud and conservative as the Eye of Revelation Priests.
It was impossible for them to have the captain of an imperial ship as an advisor on weapon improvement. It was even more impossible to entrust him with the operation of new weapons.
Even if the leader of the reformist faction, Kisos, supports it, it is not easy to move the Temple Guardians. Since they support the Providence faction, their political orientations are completely different.
In other words, it was entirely Alshas’s personal power that he received the new brain god and used it to deal with the monsters.
‘You have a connection with the leader of the reformist faction, and now you’re developing weapons. What on earth are you doing?’
Nern never imagined that his junior would be involved in so many things.
“Checking the impact point with the camera.”
“Okay. Once the verification is complete, sync it right away and output it as an image.”
“Confirm impact point. Output the transmitted image.”
Whether he knew his senior’s gaze or not, Alshas focused on commanding the subordinates he had brought to use the brain god.
As the warrior in charge of communications manipulated the device, a small translucent image appeared on the sand.
The image showed a huge crater with smoke billowing out, as if a volcano had erupted.
And at the edge, two small beings were seen emerging from the pit.
One was wearing a bodysuit covered in dust and blood, and the other was wearing a black suit with a unique design. No other beings were visible.
“Senior, we need to check if the monster is dead. Please contact us.”
“…okay.”
Nern put aside his thoughts about Alshas for a moment and used the communicator to contact the survivor on the screen, Sihyeon Eugene.
“It seems like you’re okay.”
“okay.”
“What happened to him? I can’t confirm it here. Is he really dead?”
“… … .”
Sihyeon didn’t answer those words right away.
Everyone watched Nerun’s communicator tensely.
and….
“… The bastard is dead. I saw with my own eyes the light from the sky turning his body into dust.”
“!”
When they heard that, everyone there let out a silent gasp.
The ‘three-headed demon’ was dead. Nern almost collapsed in his seat with joy at finally having his revenge.
While everyone was rejoicing, Alshas, who had been listening silently, asked her.
“Alshas. What happened to his body? Was there anything left, like his head or heart?”
“Nothing. The guy was completely reduced to ashes.”
“…I see. That’s fortunate.”
Alshas stepped back with a relieved expression on his face at Sihyeon’s answer.
However, Nern saw that for a very brief moment, there was a strange regret on her face.
“He’s dead, but there may still be some danger. Tell the punitive force to search thoroughly.”
“yep!”
She too lost her family to the devil. It’s impossible for her to feel regret, let alone others.
‘I must have seen it wrong.’
Could it be because I overused my psychic powers?
Concluding that it was his own mistake, he helped clean up the soldiers’ mess.
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“It was a bang! Is the big kid okay?”
“Dwarf” “Strange” “Adult” “Wrong” “Is it okay?”
“It can be inferred that something is wrong with ‘Aimov’, given that something has gone wrong with the parasite controlling Charas.”
“… … .”
A parking lot located on the outskirts of Gwangmyeong Street.
Among the numerous airships parked above it, there is Charath’s personal airship wedged in between. None of the cultists outside seem to be interested in such a common personal spaceship.
It couldn’t be otherwise, because all the cultists in the parking lot were distracted by the flash of light that occurred in the distance. Orbital weapon fire from Berzan 02. The absolute impossible had happened.
Just like the cultists outside, the monsters inside Charath’s airship were also looking at the golden brain.
‘… Morphbak. What happened?’
Even though the appointed time had passed, Aimov had not shown up. He had never broken a promise before.
That lightning that burns down the entire Avenue of Glory is probably one of the reasons Aimov can’t come here.
The Mother of Heaven knows what that light means. The cultists have taken out the Brain God.
Judging by the enormous destructive power, it was clear that at least five brain gods had been mobilized.
‘I can handle it since I’m an adult. The problem is….’
Her gaze turned to the cockpit.
Originally, Charas was supposed to sit in that seat. The reason he couldn’t do that was because the owner of the seat had passed away.
Before the lightning bolt could strike the ground, Charas suddenly collapsed. She also died shortly afterwards, as the parasites that replaced her brain and part of her spine died.
Aimoff also knows how important Charas is to this operation. So what does it mean that the parasite controlling Charas is dead?
‘Either you’ve planted a new parasite, or you’ve lost control of the parasite.’
The former is better, but the latter is more serious, as it means that Aimorph has become so weakened that he cannot control the parasite.
“I told him I have a new plan. So don’t worry.”
“Really? Are you sure the big baby isn’t sick?”
“Big man” “Us” “Words” “I didn’t do it”
“He’s just trying to surprise you like usual. He does that a lot.”
“Is that so?”
“Agree” “Big man” “Prank” “I like it”
“I like pranks too! They’re fun!”
Her words reassured No. 26 and Adhai. The guys, feeling relieved, happily enjoyed the splendid fireworks outside the window.
“… … .”
PS-111, who was about to voice her dissenting opinion, shut her mouth when Heavenly Mother nodded. This was because she also analyzed that telling the truth would not help improve the situation.
‘I can’t change my plans now.’
Her initial plan was to pose as a vendor of rare creatures. She had already completed registration under Charas’ name a few days ago and received a sales permit.
The administratively registered products were Bubble Amoeba, Albino Gallagon, and Mutant Mountain Crawler. They were No. 26, Adhai, and PS-111, respectively. For this, PS-111 even took metal from the hover bus center and added it to his body.
Before entering the fortress, the guys will be placed inside an iron cage prison placed inside the airship.
‘The problem is that you have to go in without Charas.’
The body of the dead Charas was buried in a sand pile outside the parking lot. Unless there was a way to make her alive, we would have to enter the fortress without her. The risk was much greater than the previously assumed plan.
‘It has become difficult to cope with emergencies.’
In addition, they even took out the enemy’s brain. They launched an orbital bombardment on their city. The water fortress’ defense level must have also increased significantly.
‘I registered as an attendant just in case…’
Currently, the Heavenly Mother is officially registered as Charas’ personal attendant, or secretary. This was done intentionally to avoid arousing suspicion, but now it has become meaningless.
“Isn’t there any way to replace Charas?”
“You can replace your voice or body parts, but you can’t fool someone when they come to check you out.”
“I guess so?”
“There is a 57% chance that there will be a high-intensity search at this point. There is a 99% chance that it will happen if Charas is not present.”
“…I already know, so you don’t have to tell me.”
Time passed like that, and about 30 minutes had passed since the promised time.
The lightning flashes of the god of thunder in the distance had long since disappeared, and only black smoke filled the red sky.
No. 26 and Adhai, who had been waiting, believing in the words of the Heavenly Mother, were also bored and were poking around the facilities inside the airship.
‘It won’t work. I have to go…’
What if Aimov was in a situation where he couldn’t come here? If the enemy Ranker he was most worried about was there, then her help would definitely be needed.
The moment she made her decision and was about to get up, two cultists jumped out from behind the reinforced glass at the front of the airship.
They were dressed in warrior uniforms and gave her a small signal.
“Ouch! Everyone get into the container!”
What I was afraid of happened.
She motioned for them to wait a moment, then threw the other children into the iron cage. After making sure they were safe, she went out of the airship.
“Hello. Due to the recent disturbance on Yeonggwang Street, we are conducting a security check. Please cooperate.”
“All right.”
“Um, what’s your name?”
“I am… ahem, Seo-ah.”
“Seo Ara. You are registered as the personal attendant of Knowledge Manager Charas. Is this airship really Charas’s airship?”
“you’re right.”
“Could you tell me about your goals and schedule?”
“I’m planning to visit the Water Fortress to sell rare creatures. The health of the items is not good, so the waiting time is longer than expected.”
“I see. You’ve definitely exceeded the 30-minute mark. Then tell me the list of items for sale.”
Fortunately, the cult warriors did not suspect her too much, as the Heavenly Mother answered their questions without hesitation.
“I don’t think there’s any particular problem with this.”
“What about the indoor inspection?”
“After comparing it with the registered documents, I don’t think it’s necessary. Then, I’ll stop the inspection here.”
“thank you.”
She barely managed to hold back a sigh of relief and bowed her head politely.
Just as the two warriors were about to turn around to inspect the next ship, one of them suddenly stopped.
“what’s the matter?”
“It says here that I am accompanying Charas.”
“huh?”
“Hey. Where is Charas?”
The Heavenly Mother was nervous at the question from the tough warrior. Of course, she answered calmly without showing any sign of agitation.
“He went out to take care of some business for a moment.”
“Is that so? We have many ships to see, so let’s move on.”
“If he went to do some business, he’ll be back soon. You know I’m interested in the knowledge manager exam. There’s something I want to ask you.”
“Tsk, anyway.”
As she listened to their chatter, she tried hard not to let the hairs on her body stand on end.
From what I heard in their conversation, it seemed like they would never leave until Charas arrived.
The problem is that Charas is buried in the sands of that desolate desert.
‘Should I handle it here?’
It’s not hard to defeat the warriors in this place. The problem is what comes next.
But her situation won’t get any better if she stays here. If that’s the case, it would be more advantageous to kill her now while her enemies aren’t on guard.
At that moment, claws began to protrude from the fur-covered hands, resembling the forelegs of a lion.
A familiar voice was heard behind her.
“Sorry, I’m late. I had something to do.”
“!”
A female cultist with goat horns approached and bowed her head slightly towards the cultists.
“No. Are you Charas?”
“yes.”
“Thank you for confirming.”
“Uh, uh, I have something to ask you.”
“The Knowledge Manager Exam is a place to test the divine wisdom that has been given by Providence. I can never answer even if you ask me.”
“Ugh, ugh, sorry!”
“Tsk, I knew it.”
“Well, then I’ll go.”
“May the guidance of providence be with you.”
Only after the warriors left was the Heavenly Mother able to relax.
She glared at Charas, or rather, ‘that thing pretending to be Charas’, with eyes filled with annoyance.
“Providence is a fucking idiot. Why are you so late?”
[Zuzu zuzu zuzu zuzuzu (Sorry, I had something to do)]
This was the problem for her colleagues. As they talked about their thoughts and feelings in a ideological or emotional way, they also came to know the other person’s mind.
She felt sorry for Aimov, so she thought about swearing at him, but stopped herself. She let out a short sigh, letting her bristling hairs settle.
“Are you late because of the brainwashing?”
In the end, those were the only words she could muster from her heart. There was no emotion of anger in them.
[Zz zuzu zuzu zuzu zuzuzu (yes, there were many more)]
“It looks like five brain gods bombarded you. How did you escape?”
Aimoff answered her question indifferently.
[Zuzuzuzuz zuuzuzuz zuuzuzuzuz zuuzuzuz (I used superluminal navigation while being hit by a close range target)]
“…Is that possible?”
[Zuzuzu zuuzu zuuzu zuuzu zuuzu zuuzu zuuzu zuuzu zuuzu zuuzu zuuzu zuuzu zuuzu (I was lucky enough to get some useful powers. Plus, I happened to have an ‘audience that would imprint my death’)]
“?”
A cult of women who speak incomprehensible English.
There was no expression on his face, but she could feel it somehow.
Aimov, behind the cult, is smiling.