Chapter 200: The Queen

The torrential rain fell on every leaf of the woods, and the sound of the impact became louder again, and the shallow grass growing in the sparse clearing of the forest was still dry, as if there was an invisible barrier enveloping the clearing.

Roach looked up, no, it was the queen who adjusted her gaze. Roach followed the Queen's perspective to the tall pyramid of Asakusa, the pyramid was metal, and Roach was sure that the more he looked closely, the more he felt that the building was actually more like a modern human building. The building looked like a pyramid and more like the geometric modernist architecture that humans admired.

Suddenly, Roach's visual focus was fixed, and he was a little irritable, and he wanted to concentrate on studying the pyramid, but he had to follow the queen's point of view.

In front of the pulled back gaze, a cross appears in focus. Roach was stunned for a moment, and his attention was once again drawn. The cross stood right in front of the pyramid, made of wood. With the good eyesight of the alien creatures, Roach found that the cross could only be easily sharpened compared to the pyramid behind it. It is as if the owner of the pyramid made such a cross from local materials and inserted it here. There's a xenomorph crucified crucified crucified nailed to the cross!

The life force of the alien creature Roach has seen it, and now it has seen it again. The alien creature was crucified all over, and I don't know how long it had been nailed, but its body was still writhing.

Roach was studying and observing, secretly analyzing the meaning behind this performance art, when suddenly a violent anger heated his head. He was taken aback, struggling to control his emotions from the resonant emotions of the alien creatures. The impact on him this time was really not small, he was in a trance several times, this situation was a bit like the last time he entered the spiritual world of that special soldier, and it was also an emotional impact of emotions. He hurriedly isolated his emotions, and the emotional resonance of the rainforest world was still strengthening, and instantly spread throughout the entire alien creature spirit circle, all the alien creatures became angry, and the anger of each alien creature made the anger of others stronger.

The whole mental network has become a cloud of tyrannical emotions, angry emotions that make them brave, resolute, and courageous, and angry emotions that make them impatient to attack, at any cost, just for revenge, just for bloodthirsty.

Roach is constantly reinforcing his enchantment under pressure, constantly lowering his ability to perceive emotions. Tens of thousands of alien creatures have the same emotional height, they have the same goal, but such a network cannot work together to complete complex thinking, parallel simple mental connections make their thoughts simple and rude, tens of thousands of 1 add up to form a simple-minded giant. If it weren't for the Alien Queen's restraining their desire to attack, they would have rushed forward with enthusiasm by now.

Roach finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to think about the contradiction of the situation in front of him, since they were in the same mental network, one alien creature had an accident, and the other aliens didn't find out until they walked nearby.

This explains why the Alien Queen is so angry, her anger is unmistakably terrified, but she selectively hides her fear and suspicion, and only transmits the anger that stirs up courage to the other aliens.

Roach weighed the situation, which showed a problem, he had thought wrong before, it seemed that alien creatures could not lie, and the queen's transcendent status was a chicken thief.

In addition to this, Roach followed the queen as he gazed at the round Asakusa Heart, the metal pyramid, and he received what the Alien Queen thought—a demonstration and a warning to the gods who inhabited the temple of legends, whose power could isolate the spirit world shared by her tribe.

In an ancient legend, the arrival of the gods brought destruction. Her ancestors had survived destruction countless times, but it had been so long ago that even though she could admire their appearance, share their wisdom, and examine their glittering souls in the shared world of souls, she still couldn't remember what had happened before. Maybe it was the plague, maybe it was the lightning, maybe it was the destruction of the forest, maybe it had happened, she couldn't remember, it was the gods who wouldn't allow her to remember.

A new rage, a bone-eating rage burned deep in her soul. It was the anger she had inherited, the anger of countless ancestors echoing in the spiritual network.

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^