Chapter 46 Appetite

As the pseudo-god tentacles suddenly withdrew from the bodies of countless parasites, the puppets that were controlled by them also convulsed and fainted like a tide.

The drones and robots holding guns above the research institute base, which were firing at full power, suddenly lost their control threads, and the red light in their eyes that symbolized activation gradually extinguished.

"All units, pay attention to hiding, beware..."

"Team A is preparing to break through by force!! During the operation, the safety of the researchers must be guaranteed..."

"Wait a minute!! Captain!!"

"It seems that the attack on the other side has been suspended, and all the drones have stopped..."

The shouts of the team members covered in helmets came, mixed with the whistling sound of the wind, making it almost difficult to hear.

The adjutant stepped on the hull of the mecha observation platform, and looked up at the gloomy and dark sky in a daze. Countless black clouds rolled and formed a vortex shape, pressing down heavily like the end of the world. Under the sky where a rainstorm was about to hit.

The stacked and dark research institute drone fleets all stopped firing.

The small machines seemed to be suspended in the air for a moment, and then the propellers stopped, and they all fell from the sky with a crackling sound.

Those expensive equipment seemed to have turned into a heavy rain of parts, falling from the sky and hitting the ground, breaking into countless disintegrated parts.

The robots holding guns also stopped moving, standing there blankly, losing all their mobility.

Instead, there was a vast and sudden pressure from pheromones. It was like

a tsunami, sweeping over the prosperous city with tall buildings, sweeping over all tracks and satellites, and sweeping over countless armed subspecies team members or residents. It was so violent that it was full of rust, as if it wanted to slaughter everything in front of it.

It was so violent that the team members present even felt physiological discomfort. Some herbivorous subspecies bent down unbearably, and their lips turned pale in an instant.

The salty smell in the air was so thick that it seemed to be growing seaweed and moss. The invisible gurgling sounds and wind sounds intertwined, sliding and dragging a lot of mucus on the ground quickly and imperceptibly.

It was as if some kind of giant octopus monster, invisible to the naked eye, was swarming towards a certain place without looking back.

The salty, sticky, and polluting mental power collided with the pheromone pressure that was showing a brutal and murderous intention, forming a huge countercurrent.

A nightmare-like scene flashed through his memory, and an uncontrollable fear suddenly surged into his heart.

The adjutant standing on the observation deck of the mecha turned around suddenly and shouted at the team members at the top of his lungs: "Go and bring all the people from the institute out, and the rest of you go back to support the Inspection Court..."

The rest of his sentence was interrupted by a roar that shook the entire city.

The researchers who had just been rescued in the institute base, the members of the Inspection Court who were cleaning up the patrol site, the members of the task force, and even the adjutant on the mecha, all raised their heads at that moment.

At the same time, the fingertips of the mist-covered clothes in the office trembled slightly, and the boiling hot tea spilled out, soaking the documents on the table. Unfortunately, he seemed to not care about this, and just raised his head and looked towards the center of the East City under the dark clouds that looked like the end of the world.

A silhouette of a monster as huge as a building and as terrifying as the god of death slowly stood in the center of the city.

...It seemed that it should not exist in the world.

It was even less likely to be a large carnivorous subspecies.

How could a subspecies have a body bigger than a high-rise building, and how could it have those blood-red and golden eyes full of evil killing pleasure.

The golden fur was like molten gold or flying golden flames. The monster with a lion body and an eagle head opened its sharp beak and raised its head to roar like a beast. The sound waves accompanied by the overwhelming pressure crushed all living creatures. The huge and lush golden wings behind it suddenly opened, and the edge of each feather was sharper than metal. The

monster that violated the physiological rules and the genetic chain opened its beak, revealing a mouth full of sharp white teeth that were as sharp as countless dense blades.

In a trance, Green seemed to have returned to the pirate encirclement mission a few years ago.

The sky of the crimson edge galaxy was full of bright purple cracks that were so gorgeous that they were permeable. Layers of broken corpses oozed rotten blood from the piled-up corpses, and even magnetic storm weapons and mass-destructive gunpowder could not harm the rampant, relentless monster. The

huge griffon monster trampled on a certain pirate leader with its sharp claws until he was crushed into a pulp, and its mouthful of sharp teeth slowly chewed on someone's broken limbs and arms.

Deathly silence. A shocking, absolutely silent deathly silence enveloped the entire base.

"Quick..."

In the silence, the team members heard the adjutant's face turn pale and his lips move, and he managed to utter a few words.

The voice was too soft, and the team members really couldn't hear it clearly, and they trembled: "Sir...what's wrong? What did you say?"

"Quick...quickly take out all the sedatives in the institute, all...now!!" "

Please ask the director of the institute! Ask the director to come over quickly!!"

The snake adjutant turned around and rushed down the mecha observation platform, and his hysterical shouts echoed throughout the team.

As if breaking some silent spell, the team members who witnessed the roar of the griffon monster above the city came to their senses and ran in panic. Those who needed to transport personnel transported personnel, and those who needed to contact the task force contacted the task force.

*

The construction of the Inspectorate Training Ground cost hundreds of millions of star coins.

The facilities here are so complete that it is hard to imagine. The surrounding virtual projectors and holographic cameras can even fully simulate various harsh training environments in the field - whether it is a wasteland, snow, cliffs or even the center of a battlefield with heavy gunfire. Similarly, it can even simulate pain and the feeling of suffocation when dying.

Of course, this is the previous training ground.

The current training ground is not completely reduced to ruins, but it is almost there.

Like a stranded whale, its huge steel skeleton was exposed from the collapsed wall, the solid tempered glass was shattered into pieces all over the ground, the expensive facilities were either twisted and crumpled into aluminum foil, or crushed into pancake shapes by the huge force, the huge ceiling dome was overturned by the huge griffon monster and turned into an open-air arena, and the surroundings were in a mess as if swept by a hurricane.

Miraculously, the unconscious team members who were captured and then abandoned did not suffer much damage.

They were unconscious like broken rag dolls, lying scattered in the ruins, gasping for breath, but it was a blessing in disguise that they did not witness the fight between the two beasts.

However, it was obvious that ordinary people could not see the monster that confronted the griffon.

- The golden octopus with tentacles piled up, which was also comparable to a steel-reinforced high-rise.

Or in other words, it was not an octopus that crawled out of the sea at all. Countless sticky, bright-colored tentacles with silver rings overlapped and squirmed, entangled with each other, as if they suddenly had a common will, forming countless waving soft tentacles and large, full eyeballs, spinning around and staring at the griffon in front of them.

The invisible shadow alone seemed to be enough to cover half of the city with mental pollution.

In fact, if there was no crazy griffon in front of it, it would probably do so.

As the political and military core of the Federation, the capital star is naturally more important than the second- and third-tier star field M31 galaxy far away in the edge galaxy, and its resources are also richer.

If such a core galaxy could be presented to the Lord God, what an indescribable honor it would be.

As the giant beasts confronted each other, several huge and sticky tentacles broke through the air, lifted up the main body like a wriggling golden wave, and showed the griffon its bloody mouth with a swirling belly like a lamprey and full of tiny fangs. The tentacles bound the beast's open wings like a cold and thick python, and stuffed the scalding body into the mouth that occupied almost half of the body and was still expanding.

The griffon laughed.

If the beast's expression could still be considered a laugh.

The moment the beak split, almost half of the head was opened to reveal the mouth organ, and the overlapping organs that should not belong to the griffon were mixed with poisonous and sharp bone spurs and fangs, showing to the world.

And the ferocious organ opened wide, biting off a large piece of soft translucent golden flesh from the tentacles, tearing the entrance.

The silent buzzing scream turned into a high-frequency sound wave and swept over in an instant. Although they could not sense the battle, the subspecies in the base still covered their ears one after another, revealing expressions of fear and discomfort. The adjutant was already leading the team to rush to the research institute to sweep up the protective clothing and protective earmuffs that were once extremely precious and had a large stock.

"..."

Delicious.

Very, very delicious.

Like delicious, sizzling fat, it melts in your mouth with an indescribable pleasure and an even more overwhelming thirst from deep in your genes. *

It was as if all he had eaten in the first half of his life was garbage and feces, and only now had the griffon found food that was truly suitable for him, a real delicacy, a real feast.

Deng Baoying had been very hungry recently.

No matter how much bloody raw meat he ate, no matter what kind of work or exercise he did to divert his attention, the indescribable hunger still lingered in his will and soul, and he could only barely suppress it by lying down and sleeping in a huddle at the door of the Lord's bedroom at night. After

swallowing this piece of tentacle flesh, the griffon's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at the huge tentacle monster.

It was no longer a vicious and brutal killing intent, but an endless greed and desire... It was like a homeless man who had been hungry for many days, and finally saw a delicious meal that made him salivate. Even the instincts deep in his soul, belonging to the gods' followers, were screaming hoarsely.

Eat it, eat it, eat it.

Deng Baoying's last bit of rationality was consumed by his overwhelming appetite. He didn't even notice that his wings had been gnawed by the tiny sharp teeth that spread out from the tentacles until bright red blood oozed out. The blood flowed down the gorgeous feathers and was sucked up by the monster. The

most primitive and strongest desires of the two followers were finally revealed at this moment.

Eat each other.

Eat the same kind...

and then evolve. Evolve. Evolve again.