"We've got another fortress finished."

"I saw the fortress being entered by five super soldiers, and then all I could see was beams of light coming out of the walls."

Stinger plucked the six-eyed gem from his head and said dejectedly.

He had seen the battlefield through the Six-Eyed Jewel, a fortress besieged by six warriors in power armor and then unsurprisingly to fall.

This is the situation on the battlefield as a whole.

Had it not been for the vibrations below, Stinger wouldn't even know that the battle had begun, and his men had not reported anything about the battle.

"Are they advancing fast?" The servant asked cautiously.

"Soon." Stinger nodded, "Conventional troops fight with super soldiers, unimportant positions are solved by conventional troops, important positions are solved by super soldiers, and their advance speed is simply amazing." ”

After discovering a warrior on the battlefield wearing a power armor that is more powerful than ordinary infantry, Stinger gives them a simple and understandable name, which is Super Soldier.

The servants of the "......" were silent when they heard this.

As an old servant who has served Stinger for a long time, he knows that what Stinger is most afraid of is this kind of enemy who does not pay attention to any surprising tactics and does not make strategic bets, but only knows the enemy who can break through all methods.

Conventional troops teleport assaults, super soldiers attack hard-to-beat positions as the main force, and then the entire front advances at a very fast speed...... These tactics are not good at all, because they are like pulling the trigger when you get a gun, and they will be used whenever there are corresponding conditions.

"I'm more worried about what's going on with my chain of command." Stinger frowned and looked at the golden floor tiles, muttered for a moment before speaking again, "I think there's a ninety percent chance that those bastards deliberately scuttle me and didn't report the battle." ”

Hearing this, the corner of the servant's mouth twitched: "There can be nothing in the Wisdom Bishop's Sect, but it can't be without conspiracy and trickery, but it also depends on when, and now this situation is unlikely." ”

The Stinger listened in silence, breathing heavily.

He obviously couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, even if he liked intrigue and having fun, but there was no intrigue to have fun now.

"Your Excellen......cy," the servant knelt respectfully, "perhaps we should be optimistic. ”

"you." The stinger was a slap in the face of the servant.

He knew that he was not an optimistic man, and he did not think that the war going on in the upper nest would last long, and he thought that in less than three days the enemy might take over the upper nest and make it to the spire.

The thought of this gave Stinger a headache, and he didn't know how the enemy would attack the spire.

Is it reconnaissance or teleportation first?

The spire is not densely built, and is more likely to be teleported directly......

Stinger pondered in his head, but even if he tried to figure it out, he couldn't imagine whether the spire of the hedge had not been attacked so far, whether it was because the enemy didn't want to do it, or because they couldn't, or if a small number of vanguard troops had infiltrated the spire?

The more I thought about it, the more I doubted, the more frightened I became.

Stinger is excited and happy when the enemy is in doubt, but he is not happy when he himself is in doubt.

"How's the plan going?" Stinger asked suddenly.

"It's almost." The servant replied, "As before, we trick all those who come to the spire into what looks like a transporter-looking cage and burn them with the blue flame of the Lord of Wisdom...... Quantity...... Enough is enough. ”

"Put all the troops into the upper nest." Stinger couldn't wait to get up and give the order, and walked outside.

But the servant hesitated.

Realizing that the servants had not followed, the stinger turned around and glared angrily, and asked in a cold voice, "What are you hesitating about?" ”

"The knowledge of the rituals I have found is too old, some parts are not perfect, and even the soul of the person performing the ritual is required...... I ......," the servant hesitated for a long time before he could say the rest of the sentence, "can you give me some time to find someone who can preside over the ritual and figure out how to perfect the whole ceremony?" ”

When Stinger heard this request, he immediately pulled out his laser pistol and pointed it at the minion, giving him two choices in an extremely cold voice: "Preside over the ceremony, or die." ”

"You might as well kill me!" The servant trembled, as if he was afraid of something very terrifying, "If I preside over the ritual and give my soul, then I am afraid that I will face more than just death. ”

"I can make you more miserable than death." Stinger said fiercely.

The minions trembled with fear and were forced to follow the stinger.

……

In the garden of the Doge's Manor, mountains of blue ashes were piled up, and some tiny blue creatures floated in the air.

The atmosphere in the whole garden was not quite right, the flowers and plants made of metal and plastic were in strange bloom, only the shapes became stranger and more indescribable.

Stinger came to the ash hill in the middle of the garden, and his servants cowered timidly, not daring to look directly at Stinger.

"This is the ritual I prepared for half my life, the ritual of ascending to become a demigod?" "If it weren't for the fact that you were the only one who could pronounce those spells, if it weren't for the fact that you were able to speak without vocal cords to prove that you were special, if it weren't for the ...... If you hadn't helped me with the ritual, I'd have killed you long ago! ”

"Yes...... Yes...... The master ...... "the servant can only be forced to admit it."

When he heard this acknowledgment, the stinger groaned in comfort, happy and happy, and satisfied.

Stinger has been waiting too long.

The so-called plan is actually to carry out the ascension ceremony.

Stinger recalls that on the night David was killed, he asked him to stay and fight in Tyrone's Lair. Remembering that he asked for manpower in the name of fighting, he was actually collecting "materials" for the ceremony, and the Upper Nest Man was the material.

He also recalled the ritual process he and his servants had devised to make people think they would be saved by entering the transport, only to find the transporter in a cage and burned alive.

Recall that he worked with his minions on psionic spells that made the cage look like a transport machine to others.

It's been too long to wait for this day.

"Presiding over the ceremony." Stinger orders the minions.

"The host...... Please allow me to find another suitable person...... I ......"

The laser pistol punched a hole in the minion's foot, scaring him back with the rest of his words.

"Do you think I really can't let you live rather than die?" The stinger is fierce and threatening.

The helpless minions could only take out the scepter from behind their backs and wave it, chanting ancient incantations that the stinger did not understand.

The stinger shuddered suddenly.

He felt something staring at him, and immediately felt that his psionic energy was becoming stronger and more stable, and even his brain was filled with knowledge that he had not yet learned.

It's a feeling that Stinger enjoys immensely, and that's exactly what he's desperate for.

It was in the midst of this wonderful feeling of imminent satisfaction that Stinger suddenly found himself taller and taller.

At first, Stinger thought it was normal, until he saw a serious change in his body.

Bloody mouths covered with fangs sprouted from his thighs, his fingers turned into countless fleshy tentacles, his arms grew longer and softer, and horns even began to grow on them.

"No...... No! No—" Stinger screamed in horror as his voice grew heavier, his lips thickened, and his hands and feet and teeth began to grow in his mouth.

Stinger looked angrily at the servant, and at this time he could not see the frightened expression on the servant's face, only a smile.

A sarcastic smile.

A satisfied smile.

The fear of presiding over the ceremony on his face just now had completely disappeared, and he was now very comfortable, as if he was willing to do the thing of presiding over the ceremony.

Stinger tried to question the minions what was going on, but when he opened his mouth, all he could do was let out a scream of unknown meaning.

Eventually, the stinger became larger and larger, and his form became more and more indescribable, and he didn't know what was happening in his body until he lost himself completely.

But the servant knew that his master was now a Chaos Egg.

"A man who seeks power and knowledge, who thinks he is the chosen one, who thinks he can always play with others...... Because of the thirst for power and knowledge, he willingly fell into a conspiracy. The servant used his psionic energy to control the Chaos Egg in front of him with all his might, and his emotions were excited, "There is nothing like this to please the Lord of Wisdom." ”

The Chaos Egg named Stinger roared and struggled in anger, trying to crush everything it saw, but it just couldn't.

"Don't worry." The servant looked up at the sky, "When I send you aboard Tyrone Two, the real big plan will begin." ”