Chapter 395: The Original

Death Group's heads completely disappeared, most of their bodies were damaged, and only a twisted and rolling black snake body remained.

Both of Mothra's wings were broken, and they turned into blue, green, and orange fluorescent dots and dissipated in the air.

And that woman was completely gone.

Fu Qinghai had a blank expression on his face.

Silently wait for the plasma weapon to cool down.

As expected, the bodies of the Swarm of Death slowly shrank and regrew their wings and heads.

The group of dead struggled and crawled, raised their heads, stared at the "Pojun Golden Armor", and actually spoke in human language:

"Qingshan..."

How did it know my name?

"Left arm, Angry Sun plasma incinerator, cool down..."

The Qingming prompt characters have not yet fully emerged.

"boom--"

The light once again enveloped the entire rift valley.

The light slowly dissipated, and the upper body of the Death Swarm completely disappeared again, and its size shrank again.

"Crunch—"

The swarm of death suddenly flapped its wings and pounced on the "Pojun Golden Armor". A rocket-propelled black fist came towards it, with arcs of electricity flashing on the tip of the fist. With a "bang", black particles flew all over the sky. The swarm of death flew back and fell heavily.

The terrain of this rift valley is very narrow, but it is not completely without advantages - stuck in this narrow pass, the "Pojun Golden Armor" cannot squeeze in, and the swarm of death cannot fly out.

"Radiation...radiation...hiss..."

The voices of the Death Swarm were filled with hunger.

How come he suddenly became a different person?

Its body twisted and twitched, and after rolling a few times, it suddenly raised its head and looked around blankly, as if it didn't understand what had just happened or where it was. It stopped running and turned to crawl towards the dying Mothra, trying to devour the Titan.

Slowly move to Mothra's side.

The swarm of death just opened its mouth.

"boom--"

The cooling time is over and the plasma gushes out again.

At such a close distance and in such a small space, the dazzling light from the plasma energy explosion engulfs all senses, whether human or mechanical or electronic.

"Aoyama! It's me, Alessandro!"

A roar was heard.

Oh, it's you.

Fu Qinghai still had no expression on his face.

I wonder why Moira Robinson could command the Titans, and I wonder why the King of Viruses was not there when the Queen of Fungi was killed. After all this time, you are the Swarm of Death?

From my impression, the Death Swarm doesn't seem to be that durable? It keeps recovering and regenerating after taking damage.

From my impression, the Death Swarm didn't seem to be that powerful? They even pinned the Queen of Monsters to the ground.

It turns out to be: Blacklight Virus + Swarm of Death.

Moreover, it is said that the King of Viruses swallowed Deadpool.

"Left arm, Angry Sun plasma incinerator, overheated."

Qingming quietly sent a reminder.

The group of death crawled on the ground, their bodies twitching and shaking, as if they were gasping for breath, or adjusting something.

"Pojun Jinjia" did not move.

"Qingshan..."

The Swarm of Death raised their heads and spoke slowly.

The Titan is now less than half its original size.

Fu Qinghai glanced at the crack of sky above his head.

Well, I probably still can't fly out.

"Qingshan."

The Swarm of Death continued:

"I want to make a deal with you."

This sentence sounds so familiar, did Lauster teach you this?

"What deal?"

Titan Radio finally sounded.

Fu Qinghai followed up on his words and asked.

"I'm Lev Alexandrovich. You know me. I'm the second-in-command of Perfect Humanity. I have countless resources and information about our society and other societies. As long as you're willing to let me go, I'm willing to share all these resources and information with you."

"Hmm..."

There was a hum from Titan Radio.

Its owner seemed to be considering it.

"I know your style of doing things very well. You pay more attention to practical interests and you like to make deals, right? You can let them go, so why can't you let me go? Believe me, whether you want assimilation points or something else, I can give it to you. What I can give you is far more than what others can give you."

It seemed like he had thought of something again.

The Swarm of Death said impatiently,

"Knowledge, yes, and knowledge. Over the years, I have devoured many scientists and engineers. My mind contains all the knowledge and skills they have mastered throughout their lives. As long as you want to obtain this knowledge, I can give it to you..."

"Knowledge? Give it to me? The knowledge is all in your head, how are you going to give it to me?"

Fu Qinghai began to discuss specific transaction measures.

"We can..."

The Swarm of Death was about to say something, but suddenly shut his mouth, and stared at the four-column coils of the plasma incinerator with his cold black eyes. The blue coils had been glowing red before, and now the red parts on them were slowly fading.

"So, you're stalling, right?"

The Swarm of Death said coldly.

Fu Qinghai smiled: "Aren't you the same?"

The swarm of death suddenly flapped its wings and took off.

It hit the rock above hard, and the rock layer loosened and cracked instantly. Large pieces of gravel and loose soil fell down "clattering", and the narrow gap was expanded into a crack.

Two more hits and he'll be knocked out.

"Pojun Jinjia" smashed outwards on the pass with his elbow, shattering and cracking the black basalt wall, then he squeezed forward a little more, reaching out his right arm to grab the group of death.

The Death Swarm, whose size had shrunk a lot, was still flapping its wings and circling to gather strength, trying to hit the rock above its head again, but was immediately grabbed by the power claw. Arcs of the cracking force field flashed, and the giant black steel hand gradually tightened bit by bit. The Death Swarm trembled all over, and black particles the size of watermelons fell from its body. These were necrotic cells.

Two shoulder cannons with smaller range and power were extended, and thin conversion beams continued to burn the Death Swarm. This time there was no series of black particles falling, because the conversion beam would directly convert dense matter into energy. Two flames burst out from the Death Swarm, and its struggle became more intense.

"Bang!"

The power claw finally clenched.

Black crumbs leaked out from between fingers.

The swarm of death was crushed alive.

"Pojun Jinjia" looked down.

There were piles of black particles on the ground, all of which were unidentified objects that were slowly moving. However, what surprised Fu Qinghai was that they did not merge into one as before, but twisted and deformed...

Soon, a scientist in a white coat, an engineer in a protective suit, a soldier with a gun, a security guard in a uniform, a Spartan warrior in a green Thor's Hammer power armor, and even a masked man wrapped in a red tights and holding two samurai swords...

Appeared in front of "Pojun Golden Armor".

"Who am I and where am I?"

Someone looked around in confusion.

"Am I not already dead?"

Some people looked down at their hands.

"I'm free? I'm free!"

Some people held their heads and looked around in ecstasy.

"Is this a new reincarnation world? Where are my equipment? Where are my teammates? My... my head hurts."

Others squatted on the ground and screamed in pain.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak…"

A miniature swarm of death jumped up and down, howling and trying to flap its wings and take off.

Ah...Fu Qinghai understood.

These are humans devoured by the King of Viruses. Some of their memory fragments or autonomous consciousness are unwilling to be erased. At this moment, the black light virus splits apart and finally takes control of the body independently, subconsciously changing into the appearance before death.

They have been staying in the memory cluster of the Blacklight Virus, becoming part of the memory of the King of the Virus, interfering with his cognition of himself and his self. However, the memories of most of the people who have been devoured have faded, or they have few opportunities to take over control of the body, so they don't know what is going on at the moment.

Fu Qinghai's eyes swept over them one by one.

He still remembered what Lev Alexandrov looked like originally, a man in his thirties with medium build, black hair, white face, and wearing a windbreaker... Hey, there was no such person.

"hehe."

Fu Qinghai sneered.

"You're playing that on me, right?"

The muzzle of the plasma cannon drooped suddenly.

Targeted at this group of people.

Looking up at the giant black muzzle in front of them, some people looked puzzled and bewildered, some retreated in fear, and some turned around and ran without saying a word, but no one thought of using the various skills of the Blacklight Virus.

What are the thousands of tentacles and the killing on the tomb spikes?

It also did not transform into armor form, claw form, blade form, hammer fist form or whip hand form.

"boom--"

The plasma swept over and engulfed everything.

[You killed the horde of death! ]

[Start calculating assimilation points... 3034 points]

[You killed the Reincarnationist from the enemy camp! ]

[Start calculating assimilation points...7119 points]

More than seven thousand points!

Fu Qinghai immediately understood.

Lev Alexandrovich is dead.

Apart from him, no one else can provide so many reincarnation points as rewards. It is also unknown how high his reincarnation level is, and how it compares to old man Hu Xian's Lv. 7.

"laugh--"

The hatch on the side of the head of "Pojun Golden Armor" slid open.

Fu Qinghai, fully armed, carrying a flying backpack and holding a double-barreled melta gun, fell from the sky.

The ground was a charred pit with white smoke rising out of it.

There was also magma emitting a dull red glow flowing slowly, dotted around with faintly glowing grey glass - that was soil and quartz sand melted at high temperatures.

Fu Qinghai squatted in the deep pit and observed carefully.

"Qingshan, is it over?"

Clavius ​​showed up without anyone noticing.

The moment "Po Jun Jin Jia" opened fire, she immediately hid back in the cave, fearing that the devastating Titan weapons of "Po Jun Jin Jia" would affect her. When she felt that there was no movement outside, she finally decided to come out to take a look.

"Shh, don't talk."

Fu Qinghai whispered.

Then he pointed to the bottom of the pit.

"Look."

Kravis looked down and saw a mass of black unknown substance lying there quietly, like a pool of dead matter, without any movement.

"Black...Blacklight virus!"

Clavius ​​was startled and quickly jumped back to avoid it.

Fu Qinghai still remembers the game "Prototype": the villain completely overturned the table, the first generation male protagonist was tragically bombed by a nuclear bomb, and only a small amount of Blacklight virus remained, but by infecting a crow, he still escaped in the end.

Fortunately, the Titan-class plasma weapon is powerful enough. The high temperature penetrates and kills all the nematodes, ants, earthworms and other things in the soil. Otherwise, the Blacklight virus is likely to escape again by infecting these small animals.

However, what Fu Qinghai was thinking was:

Lev Alexandrovich is dead.

But the Blacklight virus still exists.

What does this mean? It means that Lev Alexandrovich is not the Blacklight virus itself. Strictly speaking, this player is a personality or memory named "Lev Alexandrovich" among the many memories and personalities devoured by the Blacklight virus, and it often dominates the actions of the Blacklight virus.

Fu Qinghai found it a little unbelievable: the reincarnation world actually allows reincarnated people to exist in this form?

Then he discovered that the blacklight virus seemed to sense the existence of life and was slowly crawling towards him.

It seems that the Blacklight Virus has indeed lost all personality memories, leaving only the instinct to infect.

If there is any memory of Alessandro left, he would not dare to approach Fu Qinghai even if he had ten times the courage.

After thinking for a while, Fu Qinghai took out a stasis grenade from his waist, pulled out the pin and threw it on the blacklight virus. This small piece of black matter, together with the soil underneath, was instantly locked in a ball of time expansion. Then it was carefully shoveled up and put into a stasis force field cube device.

Finally it was packed into a white suitcase.

After dealing with this series of aftermath matters, Fu Qinghai finally looked up at Mothra in the cave.

The broken body was motionless.

Faced with the indiscriminate attack of the Angry Sun Plasma Incinerator Cannon, the Monster Queen and the Death Swarm suffered equally serious damage, but Fu Qinghai did not receive a prompt to deduct assimilation points - in theory, as Mothra is one of the leaders of the Protector camp, killing her will deduct a large number of points from Fu Qinghai.

This means that Mothra is not dead yet.

Fu Qinghai slowly walked towards Mothra's body.

The giant moth was motionless.

It looks like it has cooled down completely.

Standing in front of a huge gap on the moth's belly, it was obvious that it was a penetrating wound caused by the high-temperature vaporization of a plasma weapon. Fu Qinghai raised his hands upwards, forcefully stretched open his belly, and carefully scanned the dark body cavity and internal organs. The faint light did not affect the Space Marine's vision.

A white cocoon appeared inside.

This giant cocoon is wrapped in milky white silk threads, and countless winding pipes around it are like the roots of an old tree attached to the internal organs, giving birth to new life from the old corpse.

"I see."

Fu Qinghai whispered to himself.

In the movie, Mothra was electrocuted by King Ghidorah's gravity ray. After the battle, the Monarch organization rediscovered a giant egg at Outpost 61. It is speculated that creatures like Titanosaurs will not die completely. Every death will usher in a new rebirth, which is its unique life form.

No wonder he didn't lose any points for killing the Demon Sister.

Perfect humans must also be well aware of this characteristic.

But they didn't have to kill Mothra outright.

As long as they force the Monster Queen to re-enter the life cycle of breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly, she will have to stay still and unable to participate in subsequent battles, and their goal will be achieved.

…

In the evening, the sun gradually sets.

The rosy clouds dyed half of the sky and clouds red.

"Pojun Golden Armor" stands quietly on the top of the mountain.

Below was a messy and dilapidated ruin, with fallen trees, upturned soil, and stone fragments of the temple, fully demonstrating the devastation after a great war.

The setting sun shone on the front of the "Pojun Golden Armor", and the cold and hard metal shell also reflected a faint soft light. A Space Marine and a Night Elf sat side by side on one shoulder of the Titan, admiring the beautiful sunset in the distance.

Fu Qinghai was wearing a power armor and no helmet. His elbows were resting on his knees, his head was lowered, and he was silent, like a steel sculpture in deep thought.

Kravis supported his hands on both sides of his body, leaning back slightly, revealing his superior body lines, his long calves swinging constantly, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"We won."

Kravis looked into the distance and said.

"Um."

"Bad mood?"

"Um."

Kravis turned to look at him:

"For a local Aboriginal... well, no offense, I mean, it shouldn't be that serious."

Feiyi is just a local native.

Fu Qinghai thought silently in his heart.

But he didn't speak.

Strictly speaking, from a utilitarian point of view, he and Feiyi were more concerned with each other in memory, and the actual benefits that Feiyi brought him were not as much as those brought by Evelin, a woman he met by chance.

"Isn't it strange to treat the natives as human beings?"

Fu Qinghai asked calmly.

"Yeah, it's not that bad."

Kravis thought for a moment and said,

"This idea may not be mainstream."

Fu Qinghai recalled the second reincarnation world he experienced: the Necromancer Universe, Romania, Biertan Village, and those innocent villagers who were sacrificed in order to summon the devil.

Fu Qinghai recalled the experience of his master, old man Hu Xian: an old dandy with no special skills, who was able to gain a foothold in this reincarnation world only because of the appreciation of the Street Fighter Universe Steel Fist Master.

Why was Hu Xian willing to accept Fu Qinghai as his disciple?

Because they are both essentially the same kind of people.

Fu Qinghai looked into the distance and said calmly,

"Although Evelyn was controlled by Moira, she was right. The whole thing from beginning to end was just me deceiving her and using her. Bullshit about saving the world and saving humanity, this kind of nonsense can only fool children. The reincarnations are all here for the big events of the plot. She just likes me, so she is willing to risk her life to pass on information for me. What does Emma Russell's life or death have to do with her?"

Fu Qinghai pursed his lips:

"But she was just an ordinary person, a weak woman without any extraordinary abilities. She dared to track down an alien visitor of unknown origin alone, which eventually led to her being infected by the E-type mold... After all, it was all my fault."

Fu Qinghai sighed,

"No matter if it's a big event in the plot, or if it's under the slogan 'Save the world, save humanity', what does it have to do with her? She shouldn't have to sacrifice her life for it."

"Qingshan, it was Moira Robinson who killed her, not you. You don't need to impose some psychological burden on yourself..."

Kravis said softly and comfortingly.

"hehe."

Fu Qinghai sneered.

Still talking to himself:

"Of course, for those who are cold-blooded and selfish and like to call themselves 'decisive and ruthless', let alone just an NPC, anyone who is used by him, his parents, his lover, his companions... is natural and deserves it - who told you to be stupid, you deserve to be used by me, who told you to be hot-headed, you deserve to be used by me."

Fu Qinghai talked a lot today.

Somehow, I have a strong desire to talk.

"You don't look much like a Space Marine."

Kravis blinked his big eyes.

Fu Qinghai smiled when he heard this:

"What do you think a space warrior looks like?"

"Our club has looked up some information..."

Kravis said slowly.

But she didn't say that the Zero Realm Guild was preparing to enter the Warhammer 40K universe.

"Haha, I know what they mean by Space Marines."

Fu Qinghai said with a sarcastic smile:

"The Emperor's sharp blade, a cold-blooded war machine, a superhuman soldier who has lost all humanity and emotion... a beast who was indifferent even when his own mother died in front of him, the Soul Hunter Talos, the most standard Space Marine in their minds. This cold-blooded, cruel, and inhumane setting really makes people excited as soon as they hear it..."

"Isn't it? Isn't this what Space Marines are like?"

Kravis asked curiously.

Fu Qinghai shook his head and said slowly:

"Let me tell you a story."

"A Space Marine I admire very much, Captain of the 10th Company of the 16th Legion's Luna Wolves, Gaviel Loken, an outstanding officer who can maintain independent thinking and calm rationality in the face of the temptations of the Chaos Gods and the pressure of the Primarchs. He is a tenacious veteran of many battles and the protagonist of the original novel's main storyline, the Horus Heresy trilogy..."

"He has an unforgettable lover, a mortal chronicler named Mesadi Oliton."

Fu Qinghai briefly told Clavius ​​the story between Captain Locke and the narrator Mesati: how heartbroken Locke was after losing Mesati, how ecstatic he was after getting her back, and how he finally had the courage to face up to his feelings for this mortal - which was undoubtedly love.

Mesadi Oriton was a brave chronicler. Although she was powerless, she was still willing to fight against Chaos for humanity. She experienced a series of events such as being possessed by a demon prince and being used by the rebellious primarch. She eventually died in the ventilation shaft of a battleship. After learning of her death, Loken became disheartened and lived in seclusion on Terra all day long. Even when faced with the recruitment from Prime Minister Malcador, he was unwilling to fight again.

"That's what I wanted to tell you."

Fu Qinghai said slowly:

"Space Marines are definitely not cold-blooded killing machines. Among our 19 transformation operations, there is no item that requires 'eliminating emotions'. Those who think that Space Marines are cruel because they don't fall in love and have no emotions..."

"What a bunch of idiots."

"Yeah, I understand."

Kravis said with a smile.

I don't know why I suddenly felt happy.

The evening breeze from high in the sky ruffled her dark blue hair. The night elf raised her hand to lift her hair and tucked it behind her ears. She continued to swing her legs, feeling inexplicably comfortable.

Thinking that his own club was about to arrange personnel to enter the Warhammer 40K universe expansion, and that the man next to him was currently the largest player force in the Warhammer 40K universe, Clavis couldn't wait to have an in-depth chat with him about everything about Warhammer 40K and the human empire.

"Tell me about the Empire of Man? What kind of a force is that, and how does it compare to the Alliance and the Horde?"

Kravis asked.

"The Imperium of Man is a totalitarian country that worships sacrifice to the utmost. Collectivism is not enough to describe them. Sometimes they are even a little crazy and hysterical. Life is the Emperor's currency - they describe it so lightly, as if they are the one who controls the currency, but they don't know that they are also a currency, a bad coin that can be thrown away at will."

Fu Qinghai looked away and said slowly:

"Many fanatics are excited and intoxicated by the fact that the Human Empire can sacrifice tens of billions of people at any time to achieve strategic goals, and they are immersed in a grand narrative and cannot extricate themselves - that's because the sacrifice is not him! It's not his parents, his friends, or his children, so he thinks the Human Empire is so fucking cool, and the destruction of humanity is so fucking cool."

"What about you? What would you do?"

Kravis asked immediately.

"I?"

Fu Qinghai sneered:

"From the first day I became a Space Marine, I secretly warned myself: I can fight for the human empire, but I will never die for the human empire. If they want to sacrifice me, then I will turn around and join Chaos."

Watching the sunset gradually sinking into the distant mountains.

Fu Qinghai said leisurely:

"Jacques Rousseau, a French philosopher, argued in his Confessions that because he loved all mankind and cared about all living things, he had no time to take care of his five children, so he sent them all to an orphanage."

"The Russian writer, Dostoyevsky, said in his "The Brothers Karamazov": Love concrete people, don't always think about loving abstract people."

"The more a person loves abstract concepts, the less likely he or she is to show love for specific people. Abstract people are a collection of beautiful imaginations and grand ideas, while specific people often contain various flaws. They are hateful, despicable, and shameful... But true love must be love for specific people."

"For me."

Fu Qinghai suddenly sat up straight.

He said earnestly and firmly:

"I keep chasing after power and want to become stronger, in order to protect the people around me, my friends, my lover, those real people with flesh and blood, including Evelyn Metmawe. Not some vague and empty 'all of humanity', let alone the lofty 'Human Empire'."

After listening to his "lofty ambitions".

Kravis suddenly lowered his head and remained silent.

I don't know what's going on in my mind.

The sun sets completely behind the mountains.

Only the last ray of afterglow remains.

"Hurrah, hurrah…"

A group of helicopters were faintly visible in the distance.

The liaison person from the Imperial Organization has finally arrived.

......

　1. Those who say that the character of the protagonist has collapsed, go back and reread the second volume, what the protagonist did in the Conjuring Universe, why did Hu Xian accept the protagonist as his apprentice... Oh, I am tired. I still remember the original words "claiming to be decisive and ruthless, but in fact he is sophisticated and selfish" - the book begins with a mockery of the "decisive and ruthless" character, how can someone say that the character of the protagonist is "decisive and ruthless".

　　2. Why do some people still not know that the author can see the subscription data of each reader? I beg you, it's fine if you can just curse the author for reading the legitimate version (authorized readers will be banned if they curse too harshly), but do those who curse the pirated version really have no sense of shame? …

　　3. I wanted to find an opportunity to tell you about Captain Loken's love story, and the anecdotes about the harem of the great liar Lucas and Commissar Kane, explaining that the male protagonists of the Space Marines in the original novels all fall in love. However, from the beginning of this book, a group of self-righteous people saw the Space Marines fall in love and shouted "It's not like Warhammer"... Tsk tsk. The less you read the original novels, the more you like to define Warhammer according to your own one-sided impressions.

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