Pirate’s Brood Order

The prison of the 153rd branch of the Navy has been officially put into operation, and the guards inside the prison have undergone a replacement. Except Lieutenant Colonel Lipa, the other guards are recruits who have been successfully transformed.

This recruit is not that recruit, the recruit is a transformed body that is one class higher than the slave.

creak!

The gate of the prison was pushed open, and a row of imprisoned pirates were escorted in. Standing inside the door, Lipa stared at the first batch of real guests in the prison with complicated eyes, and sighed slightly in her heart.

"Detain!"

Lipa was standing within a white line drawn inside the prison, and the guards behind him would carry out his orders without saying a word. The escort escorted by the door looked sideways at the tall and strong jailer, not sure what was going on in the branch. When did they recruit such a strong group of murlocs.

However, the navy who could be arranged to escort the prisoners didn't say much. They just left quickly after completing the task. The whole prison branch was filled with a cold and strange atmosphere, and they didn't want to stay longer.

The aisle was dimly lit, and the figures of the jailers dragged on the ground for a long time. The captured pirates should now be called prisoners, and they were scattered and held in cells with iron doors closed.

Many days have passed since seeing the true face of this prison, Lieutenant Colonel Lipa's inner horror still hasn't completely eased, but he already knows what he should do.

"Anyway, pirates are damned scum, they don't deserve pity!" Li Pa turned around and walked slowly into the darkness, the sound of stomping footsteps echoed in the prison, like a urging movement being played.

Soon, one after another of screams seemed to echo the climax of a messy score. Lipa stopped and turned to look at the pale and terrified prisoner in a cell. He didn't know what happened outside, but That desperate and terrifying cry made his hair stand on end.

"You know, I don't pity you, because this is the judgment you deserve." Lipa's fingers slid gently over the railing above the iron gate, feeling as if he was waving the baton of a symphony orchestra. He was speaking to the trembling prisoner, more like he was talking to himself: "Death without knowing is also a relief."

Chi!

The prisoner was horrified to see a black kinky tentacle protruding from the bottom of the bed, which turned into sharp black lines and pierced his whole body. With just a moment of screaming, his whole body was decomposed and melted, leaving only the body on the ground. Get some dirty clothes.

The previous steps were just to let Lipa understand the true face of the Lushan prison and prepare him mentally, but the actual operation is more concise and efficient, and each cell has a brood breathing channel reserved.

Every prison cell is actually a breeding room.

Lipa's heart felt dark and cold. He was not only the warden of this prison, but also the only real prisoner in this prison, and also the breeder who cleaned up these rags.

Pushing open the door of the cell, picking up the clothes that fell on the ground, the prison quickly returned to a cold and dead silence.

Oh, I almost forgot to mention that when the prisoners were escorted here, dozens of bright red sacks were also transported, which were randomly filled with stinky, rotten corpses.

On the outer perimeter of the closed outer wall of the prison, some brightly colored flowers and plants are planted along the base of the wall and the iron railings, all the way to a flower garden in the center, which is a touch of bright color in the entire inner area of ​​the prison. The purpose of the garden, now he understood.

Maybe it's because of blood and corpse irrigation, the flowers in that flower garden will be extraordinarily bright all year round in the days to come; and from now on, Lieutenant Colonel Lipa's favorite way to pass the time is to stand in the prison aisle Standing next to the ventilated iron window, staring blankly at the flower garden outside.

While the prison guards were diligently digging and fertilizing, another piece of abandoned land in the branch was re-cleared. This place will be planned to be built as a small mausoleum. They were buried here collectively, and huge tombstones were erected to commemorate them.

"The corpses were all sparked and buried in an urn. From now on, every month, the whole navy will regularly choose a day to pay their respects here." Yarlin hesitated, and finally chose to have sparks instead of a simple burial , Once buried, it will eat the bones and suck the marrow. It is impossible for the corpse to exist, and it will only be swallowed by the dregs of the brood.

In the final analysis, these navies are the victims of his ambition, and they are the bones of the ladder paved at the foot of his throne of power. Although he doesn't think that the dead will mind how their bodies are disposed of, he still gives up on these navies. The corpse is also quietly buried and devoured by the tempting plan.

The most important thing is that some things will be exposed one day after all, and if something goes wrong at that time, it will be digging its own grave, Yarlin licked his lips, and sighed with emotion: "In the end, I still have a heart Not ruthless enough."

"..." Zangao didn't know what to do next to him, so he felt a bit itchy at the root of his teeth.

After explaining some questions, Yarlin left with his hands behind his back, and the projection template of the attribute was mobilized on the retina:

Mental strength 8.3

Nerve conduction rate 1

Bone Hardness 1

Muscle Activity 4.4

Blood Density Flow Rate 1

Complete body - splitting and seed breaking period (progress bar 81/10000)

Draw distribution points (4.2)

The efficiency of the brood is very fast, and the corpses and captives quickly turned into increasing numbers. Yarlin licked his lips, and got a series of information feedback in his mind. In addition to the joy of eating a big meal just now, the underground The creep of the brood growth transformation has gradually included the entire naval branch.

It is also said that the underground space of the entire Navy Branch 153 has been covered by black creeps, and these creeps are still growing. Although the speed is not as fast as at the beginning, it is still maintaining a high growth rate. If If this rate is maintained, Yarlin estimates that at most half a year, the small island at the foot will be completely covered by the brood's creep.

With the expansion of the creeper, it means that the tentacles of the mother nest gradually extend to the entire island. The obvious benefit is more resource intake range. After all, an island has accumulated and buried the corpses of various species over the years. In the eyes of the brood, it is simply a treasure waiting to be exploited.

"It's not just that!" A commentary on the mother's nest appeared in Yaerlin's mind: "The mother's nest: the projected reality of Astura, transforming reality into its nest with countless black touches, absorbing the essence of the earth all the time Nutrients grow, and in the process of growth, the nest gradually evolves into a terrifying base and fortress."

"A base fortress!" Yarlin licked his lips and stepped on the ground, as if he could feel the expanding pulse coming from the depths of the ground. He slowly suppressed the heat in his heart and turned his attention from the blurred Move away from the Feedback and refocus on the Properties panel.