Became an Evolving Space Monster

Chapter 152
Chapter 152

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Good. The defense systems of the ship are still inactive.

[Conzay? Visible? Ive never seen a ship using this kind of bio-metal.]

Six cyborgs synchronized with walkers stepped into the mysterious ship. When they breached the door, they didnt know, but once inside, they could tell that this ship was anything but ordinary.

Apart from the fact that both the outer surface and inner walls of the ship were pitch black, it seemed similar to a standard cult escort vessel. However, when examined with the biosignal detection module attached to the walker, entirely different results emerged.

Faint life responses throughout the ship, warmth reminiscent of biological tissue, and unusually humid air for a spaceship all deviated from the characteristics of a typical ship.

The cult developing such metal is bizarre.

Obtained from Outspacer?

We have time, lets examine it carefully.

Although the ships interior was unexpectedly different, the cyborgs were not concerned. The walker they boarded was a heavily armored combat exosuit, the Sentinel model. With an integrated reinforced shield, it was powerful enough to combat the cult warrior unit.New novel chapters are published on

Not intended for weapons on a regular cargo ship, these walkers were all provided by the Star Unions Population Management Department to ensure smooth cargo transportation. They also came equipped with small drones and various weapons to support combat. While it might be challenging to achieve a complete victory against the cult warriors, defeat was certainly not an option.

Nevertheless, the heavily armed cyborgs, led by MacF, scattered exploration drones. Small spherical drones flew along the ships corridors, disappearing into the interior.

According to Vs analysis, the ship carried over 700 tons of cargo. Given that the cult boarding a ship of a similar class numbered 200, more than three times the personnel had boarded this ship.

With many people on board, it wouldnt take long to discover.

Just then, exploration drones began sending images of the hull from all directions. Examining the slowly forming interior map, they proceeded further inside.

Hey, MacF. Take a look at this.

What is it?

Looks like some kind of plant.

Completely black, they couldnt recognize it at first. It was only when a fellow cyborg pointed it out that MacF realized there were vine-like structures or stems covering the corridor.

V checked it against the Starlink database, but theres no matching biological information.

Not from Outspacer either. What is this?

Ill collect a sample for now.

Using the work arm attached to the walker, the cyborg tore off the vines attached to the corridor. From the torn stems, black mucus flowed down.

Luckily, its a sealed walker. If it were a light walker, it might have been toast.

Did you modify it all the way to the internals?

It might just vomit oil profusely.

Stop talking nonsense. Once collected, lets move on.

Yeah, just register it in the database.

Thus, they collected information while moving. The corridor gradually narrowed, and the walkers head barely touched the ceiling.

Yet, there was no sign of the cult. So far, the only living things they had seen were vines and seemingly impure spores.

But that wasnt the only strange thing.

Next, to the right huh?

Why?

There should be a fork in the road here.

What are you talking about? Its a straight line here.

The map is a bit strange. Everyone check.

Following MacFs words, they checked the maps created by the six exploration drones. The virtual maps they saw surprised them.

The maps are different!

If the ships structure changes in real-time, could this happen? None of the six drone-created maps had a single matching section.

Is there a problem with the drones? Perhaps theyve been affected by radio interference.

Then it shouldnt cause malfunctions like this.

Conzay, did you see? The situation is strange.

Well for now, lets return to the ship

Upon hearing Conzays words, the cyborgs attempted to retreat, but the ship suddenly shook.

Whats happening?

Hey, Conzay. Whats going on?

Number 26 concentrated psychic power at specific points to create an area that disabled electronic devices. Although EMP technology existed in games, all of them were untraceable.

Thus, Number 26s technique of only disabling the supply ships systems could be considered his original technique.

It may take a few minutes, but

I had enough time to approach the supply ship.

They tried to keep their distance when they saw the giant jaws and claws forming on the escort ship I controlled, but by then, it was too late. As the supply ship retreated, it got caught in my jaws, and its hull was torn apart.

Id like to fight like this during fleet battles.

If the opponent is a small group, it seems like it would be easy to handle this way.

Of course, when facing dozens of ships in a fleet battle, it would be impossible to resolve it with psychic whirlpools alone, so other methods would have to be devised.

Still, its convenient to have something to eat.

The massive jaws protruding from the front of the escort ship swallowed all the cargo containers pouring from the broken ship. The jaws, made of moonsilver alloy and organic tissue, crushed the containers and absorbed their contents.

In an instant, hundreds of genetic essences seeped into my body, and multiple text boxes announcing the effects of predation appeared. Since they had entered frozen capsules in an anesthetized state, they wouldnt have felt any fear or pain.

But it wont be like that for everyone.

There are those who desperately try to escape from me and those who oppose me. They will find it difficult to meet their ends peacefully.

Several shuttles and numerous combat drones emerged from the exploding ship. Combat drones equipped with lightweight storm guns showered me with bullets.

Meanwhile, the shuttles tried to flee. They must have been trying to escape while the drones served as decoys.

I cant let them escape.

Dozens of erosion tendrils surged from the hull synchronized with my body. Like a snake with hundreds of heads from mythology, multiple tendrils attached themselves to the shuttles tails.

The shuttles struggled to escape by any means necessary. However, there were too many tendrils covering them.

In the end, not a single shuttle managed to escape and all were caught by me.

Long and thin erosion tendrils wrapped around the shuttles and smashed the alloy glass encasing the control seats. Then, they tore apart the shuttles along with the cyborgs connected to them.

A small female cyborg, as small as distant stars, screams. In the vastness of space, no sound could be heard, but it was easy to guess she was pleading for her life or admitting a mistake.

Im sorry, but I cant allow that.

They targeted me first in the first place. If I were weak, they would have tried to kill me from their end. They made the wrong choice in the wrong place.

So, the cyborgs who boarded the shuttles became nutrients for the erosion tendrils one by one.

Hmm?

At that moment, I felt someones gaze.

I diverted my attention from the debris of the supply ship, checking what was happening inside and outside the ship.

When did they show up again?

Six walkers that had infiltrated my body tore through my side and observed the results I created. Although their expressions were hidden behind heavily armored walkers, they must have been quite surprised.

Should I deal with them too?

I commanded the erosion tendrils near them to capture all the walkers.

! !

!

The walkers, seeing the approaching erosion tendrils, recoiled and crawled into my body. Only one walker at the back couldnt avoid my tendrils and got caught.

! !

The struggling walker caught by the tendrils tried to cut them with the storm gun attached to its arm, but it was futile resistance. There were plenty of erosion tendrils besides that one.

The resisting walker was eventually torn apart by the tendrils, and its entire body was devoured.

There are five left.

I could change the ships structure and crush them all, but I decided not to.

One or two of them could be useful as informants.

I had received enough information from the cultists. Introducing them to some new friends wouldnt hurt.

Since Adhai seems to be bored.

Adhai spent his time occasionally assisting with route settings besides playing with 26 and doing hunting training with the Mother of the Sky. Thanks to her teachings, Adhai became much more proficient in using hyperspeed and purple lightning.

Shall I leave it to Adhai this time?

I sent a wave of my will to him and focused on predation again.

Even as the supply lines emptied, the universe remained silent without a single sound.

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