67: Chapter 67 Leviathan's Potential and Joining the Hunter Alliance
A storm of unprecedented scale was raging within Su Chen's sea of consciousness.
It was not anger, nor was it fear, but an extreme possessiveness mixed with ecstasy and greed—an impulse of will sufficient to make even the gods tremble.
leviathan!
Void Leviathan!
These words echoed and slammed repeatedly within his consciousness, every syllable stirring the most primal desires deep within the Zerg Swarm's genes.
His overlord avatar, that magnificent body constructed from cold, hard bone armor and biological muscle, experienced a subtle, non-combat-related rhythmic pulsation for the first time.
The biological tissues beneath the carapace were contracting slightly, not due to any command, but out of pure physiological excitement.
"Quick!"
A command imbued with psychic tremors instantly pierced through the entire Zerg Swarm network.
"Drones! All units! Deploy immediately!"
The command didn't even explain the target, but for the Zerg Swarm, the overlord's will was the only law of existence.
"At all costs!"
"Even if you have to dismantle the carcass of this Starry Sky Behemoth on the spot, you must transport that embryo back to the Hive intact!"
Su Chen's mind was burning.
What were Mithril Veins or the legacies of the Crystal Goddess? In the face of this tiny embryo, they all became insignificant, reduced to dust that could be discarded at will.
That was the future of the Zerg Swarm civilization.
It was the only key to the sea of stars!
Hum—
Space itself let out a low, mournful wail.
Tens of thousands of Drones surged out from the massive portal, their dark carapaces gleaming with a metallic cold light under the starlight.
They had only one target: the massive flesh sac wrapped in ancient runes.
No probing, no hesitation.
The Drones at the very front attached themselves directly to the dried flesh of the behemoth using their mouthparts and limbs, secreting high-strength corrosive acid and biological adhesive, beginning to strip the embryo from the behemoth's corpse in the most savage yet efficient way possible.
Thousands upon thousands of Drones formed a black tide, covering the behemoth's abdomen.
They worked in coordination, like an exquisitely precise biological machine, cutting, dragging, and transporting.
That flesh sac, larger than a mountain, began to be dragged out of the behemoth's corpse inch by inch by this army composed of countless tiny individuals.
The massive flesh sac slowly disappeared into the cold cosmic space through a portal shimmering with deep blue light.
The next second, Su Chen's consciousness returned to his Divine Realm.
At the center of his Divine Realm, a spawning pool specifically built for hatching the highest-tier combat units was ready.
What churned in the pool was not water, but viscous biological protoplasm radiating immense life energy. Golden runes inscribed on the pool walls drew in divine power, causing the entire pool to emit a warm and sacred radiance.
Following his will, the massive Void Leviathan embryo was precisely deposited into the pool.
The moment the flesh sac touched the biological protoplasm, the entire spawning pool boiled.
A massive amount of life energy was frantically absorbed, and the runes on the edge of the pool shone brightly, draining Su Chen's divine power reserves.
Su Chen extended a wisp of his divine consciousness into it, carefully nurturing that faint spark of life.
He could clearly perceive that the life rhythm within the embryo had strengthened ever so slightly after being nurtured.
But it was not enough.
Far from enough.
[Ding! Analyzing hatching conditions...]
[Required conditions for hatching "Tier 9 Demigod-level Void Leviathan (Larval Embryo)":]
[1. Basic Life Energy: Approximately equal to the total divine power of three Lesser True Gods.]
[2. Special Resources: Void Dust, Dark Matter Crystals, Space Stabilization Anchors...]
[3. Cultivation Knowledge Modules: "Introduction to Void Biology", "Advanced Spatial Structure Analysis", "Genetic Leap Theory"...]
The cold system prompt, like a basin of ice water, extinguished the fervor in Su Chen's consciousness.
He calmed down.
Hatching it required a massive amount of resources, many of which he had never even heard of.
More importantly, there were those knowledge modules.
Without the correct cultivation method, forcing it to hatch would, at best, result in a deformed monster.
Resources could be stolen, plundered.
But knowledge... especially cultivation knowledge involving the universe's apex creatures, where could he find that?
A memory fragment he had deliberately forgotten in a corner of his consciousness quietly surfaced.
It was an invitation he had once received and casually blocked.
From a... group that hunted True Gods.
Su Chen's deity interface unfolded in his consciousness; it was a light screen composed of countless data streams that only he could see.
He skillfully opened the blocked list and found the invitation that was still flickering slightly.
[Join the "God-Slayer Alliance"?]
The name exuded arrogance and madness.
But at this moment, Su Chen found it incredibly pleasing to the eye.
His will pressed heavily on the "Yes" option.
[Yes.]
The next instant, his deity interface changed. A brand new, dark-styled chat window popped up.
"Ding! New member 'Overlord' has joined the group chat."
A system prompt appeared at the top of the window.
The previously silent group chat was instantly activated.
"Yo? Another newcomer pulled in?"
A member with the ID "Thousand Faces" spoke first.
"The name sounds pretty domineering, Overlord?"
Another ID, "Windwalker," followed up, carrying a hint of mockery.
"Also a demigod? How many capable Legendary followers do you have in your hands? If you don't have any, I advise you to withdraw yourself; we don't keep freeloaders here."
This message came from a guy with the ID "Iron Fist," his words filled with undisguised arrogance and scrutiny.
Just as Su Chen was coldly browsing these messages, a private chat request popped up.
The initiator was "Mela," and her title was "Deputy Group Leader."
"This is the 'God-Slayer Alliance'."
Mela's message was extremely concise, without any pleasantries.
"We do not worship any gods; we only hunt gods. Reputation and strength are the only passports here."
"This is the Alliance's list of battle achievements, take a look for yourself."
Along with her message, a blood-red scroll unfolded on Su Chen's interface.
[Hunting Record: Lesser True God · Lord of Storms (Fallen, Divine Realm coordinates made public, resources divided)]
[Hunting Record: Lesser True God · God of Corruption (Soul destroyed, Divine Kingdom collapsed)]
[Hunting Record: Intermediate True God · Bone Monarch (Severely injured, divinity damaged, currently being hunted)]
...
Lines of blood-soaked text; behind every word represented the demise of a once high-and-mighty god.
"Interesting."
Su Chen's face, constructed from bone armor, showed no expression, but his mental core emitted a low resonance.
The rules of this place were simple, brutal, yet filled with a deadly attraction.
Resource exchange, intelligence sharing, teaming up to hunt gods.
No hypocritical pleasantries, no boring social interactions. Everyone in the group was a madman walking on the edge of a blade, a rebel who had forsaken their faith.
What they believed in was the most primal law of the jungle.
War to support war.
This was simply... too much to Su Chen's liking.
Wasn't that the very philosophy of the Zerg Swarm?
He switched his consciousness back to the public channel, ignoring those probing remarks.
"I am 'Overlord'."
His first message, carrying an undeniable tone of declaration, appeared in the group chat.
"I need cultivation data on 'Void Apex Creatures'."
"Name your price."