170: Chapter 170 Dimensional Migration and the Hive Expansion Plan
On the battlefield, the lingering echoes of slaughter had not yet dissipated.
The scent of divine blood mixed with the stench of corruption, permeating beneath the ashen sky.
The orders from MYa, the Six-Winged Heavenly Dragon King, and Lumina, Dominator of Light, were instantly transmitted to the depths of every Zerg unit's consciousness through the mental network.
The silent legion moved.
Hundreds of millions of The Infected, along with various Zerg war units, turned into a dark purple torrent of steel, rushing toward the vast ruins left behind after the Corrupt Mother Tree exploded.
This was not a chaotic feeding frenzy, but a resource recovery operation precise to the extreme.
Beneath the surface, countless creep tissues expanded frantically like living things, their deep purple network of veins covering every inch of land soaked in divine essence. Those shattered wood chips, light motes containing pure energy, and even the foul, stinking sap were decomposed, absorbed, and converted the instant they touched the creep.
The entire process was efficient and cold, without a single drop of waste.
Suspended in the air, Su Chen's consciousness was like an infinite database; the numerical values representing resources and energy were skyrocketing at a terrifying speed.
He could clearly feel every cell in his body humming with greed and joy under the influx of this massive torrent of energy.
Power was surging from every limb and bone.
Su Chen slowly clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within his body that was about to break through the final barrier.
Ninth Transformation Peak... only one last step remained.
His gaze pierced through the atmosphere of this broken plane, as if he could already see the deathly silent starry sky of the Undead Star Domain.
“The moment I ascend will be the time you, old ghost, fall.”
A cold will flashed through the mental network.
However, his gaze quickly returned to the battlefield before him. For the frugal Zerg Overlord, the end of a war merely meant the beginning of another task.
He looked down at this corrupt plane which, though broken, still contained rich energy deep within its ley lines.
It would be a bit of a pity to simply suck it dry with the creep.
A more efficient idea formed in his mind.
“Just right, the outskirts of the God Domain are still missing a few guardian satellites.”
With a thought from Su Chen.
He sent out a supreme summoning command toward the endless Void Realm.
The next moment, the space above him was torn open by a pitch-black rift without warning.
It wasn't the violent, chaotic blood-colored crack like when Jeremiah descended, but a precise incision with smooth edges, as if carved by the sharpest surgical scalpel.
A giant ship so massive that words could not describe it was slowly squeezing out from that incision.
The void leviathan mothership.
Its massive hull, a Fusion of biology and technology, blotted out the entire sky, casting a shadow deeper than the night. The hull's surface was covered with complex biological carapaces and energy conduits glowing with psionic energy, filled with a cold, non-man-made pressure.
The Mothership descended.
It extended hundreds of incredibly thick tentacles that shimmered with a dark luster.
Those were not soft biological tissues, but "Void Traction Anchors" composed of high-density alloy and void matter.
Screech! Screech! Screech!
Hundreds of traction anchors plunged deep into the earth of this plane's wreckage with unstoppable force, piercing the crust and firmly locking onto the core of the entire continental plate.
Su Chen's will turned into a cold command that echoed throughout the Void Realm.
“Void Warp: Plane Drag!”
Buzz—!!!
On the hull of the void leviathan mothership, countless psionic energy conduits instantly lit up to their limit, and the terrifying energy output caused the surrounding space to distort and wail.
The entire plane fragment, thousands of kilometers in diameter, began to vibrate violently.
The earth groaned, and the mountains collapsed.
Then, under the pull of an unimaginable force, this massive world remnant was forcibly plucked from its original spatial coordinates!
It was dragged into that pitch-black sub-space channel.
The whole process was like a heavy truck hooking a giant container to its rear.
At the edge of Su Chen's God Domain, there was now a floating satellite filled with the aura of corruption and death.
“From today on, this will be the 'Secondary Psionic Hive' base.”
With a wave of Su Chen's hand, the mental command was precisely delivered.
The eight million "The Infected" who had just been converted from Dark Elves were all settled on this newborn satellite base.
Their once beautiful eyes had long since become hollow, and now only a faint purple light flickered within.
They would serve as tireless Drones, mining the remaining ore veins and energy on this land, and building new hatcheries and evolution chambers.
Efficiency had to reach the extreme.
Su Chen did not want to wait through those irritatingly long incubation cycles.
“Mother Hive, activate 'Metabolic Overclock Mode'.”
His will was the Law.
The millions of faith points just plundered from the Corrupt Mother Tree were instantly ignited.
The golden Power Of Faith turned into a torrent, surging into the creep network that covered the entire satellite.
A visible, slightly distorted energy field instantly enveloped the entire satellite.
Within this area, the flow of time was forcibly stretched and distorted by an overbearing force.
One day outside, one year here!
Under this time acceleration, terrifying enough to make any god take notice, the number of the Zerg Swarm began a blowout explosion.
Atop the creep, countless Zerg eggs expanded, hatched, and ruptured at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The most basic cannon fodder unit—the Berserk Rat King—surpassed the hundred thousand mark in an extremely short period!
This was no longer their original form.
Under Su Chen's will, the "dark demon gold" mined from this plane was integrated into the genetic template.
Every newborn Berserk Rat King was clad in a layer of black metal heavy armor composed of dark demon gold, and their originally crude bone axes had evolved into high-frequency vibration particle blades shimmering with a dangerous light.
The buzzing particle blades emitted a terrifying aura capable of easily slicing through battleship armor.
And this was only the beginning.
In the newly built Zerg barracks, which was also the deepest part of the hatchery.
A giant Zerg egg, a hundred meters tall, was trembling slightly.
Its every pulsation seemed synchronized with the pulse of the entire satellite, triggering surrounding energy tides.
Through that thick and translucent eggshell, a heart-palpitatingly massive shadow could be vaguely seen curling up and taking shape within.
That was the ultimate ground unit Su Chen was painstakingly cultivating, pouring in massive resources and combining the "Magic Puppet Technology" plundered from other civilizations with the Zerg's strongest "Ultralisk Gene"—
The [Legion Guardian Behemoth]!
Su Chen's figure appeared silently before this giant egg.
He reached out and gently stroked the cold, hard eggshell, feeling the terrifying vitality contained within that was growing frantically.
“Grow up quickly...”
In his eyes flashed an endless ambition for the future, a cold will to incorporate the entire sea of stars into his territory.
“When that battle comes, I want the entire World of Gods to tremble at the sound of the Zerg Swarm's hooves.”