"Who is in that direction of the channel, what is something with a spiritual power like an octopus? Tell me, give you a good time! ”

Nataya asked, plunging the bone spur she had just gotten into the hybrid body.

It's really amazing that the chitin carapace-like skin on my spine can digest and absorb the organs of this bug, and upgrade them according to the genetic sequence of this organ!

This is countless times more efficient than when the tail spur was grown on the body of the aberrant hybrid, and it can be said that at this moment, these chitin carapaces on Nataya's body have reached the level of D-class organs at the same level as the ghost bone spur.

This bone spur is so easy to use, it can either quickly lurk into the soil and move forward according to its own will, and send out unexpected attacks, or it can be like a tail now, pointing at every thorn, extremely sharp.

After Nataya killed these insects and pulled out the tail thorn of this monster, she found that the mental fragment of her mother in the distance could no longer be sensed, but the guy who took away the fragment of her mother's spiritual power must still be on this planet, and if you find him, you can find the clue of your mother!

"Octopus-like spiritual power... I've never seen ... Ah~~~ I really haven't seen it~~ Ahhh ”

As soon as I heard that I had never seen it, the bone spur tail protruding from the tail vertebrae of Nataya quickly pierced into the joints of its body, and those muscles and bones that were usually as hard as granite were as weak as tofu at the moment, and they were a hole.

"I really don't know~~Ahh~~ Yes, yes, yes! ~！！ Our fortress does have a very terrifying existence, and I haven't seen what his mental power looks like, I'm only responsible for leading the team to sweep up the federal guerrilla groups and arrest people!! ”

"Where are your fortresses?"

Nataya's question, and before the distorted hybrid could answer, a weak roar was heard in the distance.

"I know ... I'll take you ... ”

The girl followed the sound and saw a gray-haired boy with a bloody face sitting up from the ground, struggling to get up.

Looking at the human wreckage on the ground in the camp, as well as the two women who had just been taken away, Nataya suddenly understood what was going on, her spaceship happened to be parked in a human camp that was being attacked.

"Huh~"

Looking at the mess and broken corpses in front of her, Nataya's mind had already reproduced the scene when the camp was captured just now, she didn't say anything more, just used the ghost tail thorn she had just snatched from the mixed aberrant to penetrate through the throat of the aberrant, shatter the spiritual crystal nucleus in its head, and strung out from the top of the brain.

This aberration-hybrid that had been tortured by Nataya for a long time was finally liberated as he wished.

With a sound of "But~~~", the tail thorn like the demon's tail was retracted, and obediently turned into a chitinous carapace covered by the vertebrae of Nataya's tail, without even a little bulge.

It seems that concealment is the biggest feature of this bone spur! Nataya is more satisfied with this small gain, after all, no one will have too many means to save her life.

As the girl walked towards the boy, she lifted off the cloak and hat that was sitting on top of her head, and her long, thick black hair fell out.

At this moment, the bulging butterfly wing-like veins on her face had disappeared without a trace, but when the seal in the depths of her soul was lifted, her blackened hair, eyebrows, and pupils were frozen in their current appearance.

The neck and face are still fair, with a half-white expressionless mask, black and godly pupils, a straight nose bridge, and a pair of bright red lips.

"Are you... Not the Chosen One ... Ahem"

At the moment when Nataya put down her hat, Garbo already knew that the woman in front of her might not be the person in the video...

Because the most typical feature of that figure, which is familiar to almost all human beings, is a long blond hair and blue-brown pupils.

However, in terms of beauty, even if the girl in front of her is wearing half a mask, you can still see that the alluring face is not inferior to the Chosen One.

"The Chosen One..."

When Nataya heard these three words, her heart couldn't help but tighten, her title in the simulated warehouse world, how could this person know...

The girl looked at her blackened hair, and her hand involuntarily touched her cheek, the carapace covered by the mask was still there.

Nataya looked at the gray-haired boy in front of her and shook her head slightly.