Question: For a foodie, when does his desire to fight feel the strongest and his fighting ability the strongest?
Is it time to eat food?
No!
An Jing told everyone the answer with her performance.
A foodie's fighting spirit is at its strongest, their fighting power at its peak, when someone paints a picture of a pie in the sky! When a juicy green carrot hangs before them! When all they need to do is to heartily defeat the monster before them and their wish is fulfilled!
God knows how long she'd been thinking about bathing in the original liquid and eating soul crystals! God knows how many times she and Luke had applied since that idea came up! Unexpectedly, this routine application would receive an unexpected and surprising response.
After a moment of confusion, An Jing looked at the subspecies with a truly lush gaze, like a hungry wolf seeing a little white rabbit. In her hundreds of years of life, she had only seen a handful of times with such a strong fighting desire.
So what if this Bruder subspecies in front of me looks difficult to deal with?
So what if he looks strong and has great vitality?
Kill it and you'll unlock the ultimate achievement of a stock bath!
The sluggish, rational will gave way, the volatile combat personality came online, and the hunter personality also emerged from its slumber, offering advice and sharing experiences. Previously, to reduce energy consumption for both themselves and their host, the other personalities had mostly remained dormant, but this time, full force was unleashed, a separate personality crammed into the body, unconcerned with the significant energy consumption, clearly intent on a desperate gamble.
The awakened personalities did not quarrel, but instead began to cooperate with each other tacitly.
Especially after Luke transformed her and freed her from the situation where she could only be dominated by one personality due to the single host nature, An Jing's fighting style also changed.
A quietly split individual assembled a giant cannon in his hands. His slender and tall body carried the black cannon that was larger than his own body, but it gave people a strange feeling of lightness and elegance.
Energy filled into the giant cannon, and the muzzle of the cannon began to flash with dazzling light.
Splitting light!
A technological legacy from a Pursuer host in the universe. Manifested through the weapon meme Luke injected into her.
The light fell on a tentacle of the subspecies that was sweeping over, and the part hit by the light cracked instantly.
The laboratory seemed to be raining blood. The huge tentacles split into pieces and disintegrated in mid-air. Dark green and highly corrosive blood spilled all over the floor, corroding the specially treated and extremely solid ground into potholes.
Another split, a somewhat shorter An Jing, jumped into the air with amazing jumping ability, curled up into a ball, and then exploded right above the subspecies, turning into a huge black net, covering the subspecies head and face, trapping it inside.
The other several quiet fragments also tacitly materialized various weapons and launched a frenzied, saturation attack that rained down on the subspecies like a torrential downpour. For a moment, the subspecies was stunned, and its body subconsciously retracted its tentacles, wrapping its brain tightly around it.
It was the highly acidic blood of the subspecies that made An Jing a little afraid, otherwise she would have dared to pick up a cold weapon and go in and out of the subspecies' body to cause damage.
The physical characteristics of the symbiotes determine that they can change in many ways. They are a kind of biological battle suit comparable to nano armor. Therefore, after being transformed by Luke and given the authority to connect to the data dimension, the transformed symbiotes have become significantly different from the symbiotes of Klyntar.
An Jing's violent attack initially stunned the newly born subspecies, but soon, under the heavy attack, the subspecies, with blood and flesh flying all over its body and few intact skins, began to resist fiercely.
The five tentacles were like human arms, sweeping and flying, clearing out the formations that were disrupting Anjing's split bodies, and it didn't care about its own wounds at all. Sensing that Anjing was afraid of its blood, it deliberately cut its own blood vessels in a self-mutilation manner. Under the contraction and squeezing of muscles, like a burst nozzle, the dark green blood flowed out unscrupulously with the waving tentacles, forming a large-scale attack.
This move forced An Jing to sacrifice one of her clones, allowing her to transform into a black curtain shield to protect the other clones and bear the wave of acidic blood flying all over the sky on their behalf.
The battle between the two parasites, apart from racial power, relied entirely on the genetic strength and knowledge acquired from their host. In this respect, An Jing clearly had the upper hand. Even though the subspecies possessed all the advantages of a vampire and could use vampire magic, it only caused a temporary problem for An Jing, who quickly found a way through and counterattacked.
The battle raged for an hour, during which the subspecies endured a variety of attacks, including but not limited to artillery fire, beam cuts, blunt force trauma, and internal explosions. However, it withstood all of this with its astonishing self-healing ability. Even when An Jing shattered it to pieces, it stubbornly remained alive. Only after An Jing used high-temperature fire to gradually clear away its debris did the subspecies lose its energy replenishment, gradually weakening and becoming nearly dead.
However, the entire laboratory was a tragic scene at this moment, especially the air was filled with the highly toxic substance formed by the subspecies' blood evaporating at high temperatures.
Judging from the subspecies' performance, this is a complete and undisputed biological weapon.
After uploading everything from the sandbox battlefield to the data dimension, Luke deactivated the data sandbox. The mangled limbs, the toxic air, and the devastated battlefield vanished along with the sandbox. The real world remained exactly as Luke had just arrived, only the subspecies was missing.
Enough data was collected from this battle, but due to the limitations of the battlefield, some data is still missing.
Luke calculated that in addition to possessing the powerful self-healing and vitality of the Hive, the subspecies should also possess the vampire's blood-sucking recovery ability. That is, by hunting prey, they can replenish their own consumption and accelerate their recovery from injuries by absorbing the blood energy of their prey.
The tiny suckers on the subspecies' tentacles were organs that sucked blood from prey, but unfortunately, there were no targets on this battlefield. If the opponent's suckers could absorb the opponent's energy, then perhaps it would be more threatening to An Jing than sucking blood.
This means that subspecies can continue to adapt and evolve.
Just as Luke was thinking about how to use the subspecies next and improve it accordingly, An Jing's big dark face had already impatiently come to his eyes, almost face to face with him.
Luke took a step back calmly. Although An Jing seemed normal now, as if his rational personality had regained control of his consciousness, he had not forgotten An Jing's crazy fighting performance just now.
Those split personalities were truly unbridled representatives of the "wild" faction. Many of the fighting methods he considered inferior were employed without hesitation, even with no psychological burden. It could be said that An Jing had shown Luke a unique and unrestrained fighting style.
"You promised me!" An Jing opened her big mouth and revealed a smile that would scare the timid.
"Okay, okay, but you can't enter any of the core pools." Luke didn't intend to break his promise, not even to joke. He was afraid that if he did that, An Jing would explode on the spot.
But he couldn't really let An Jing enter any of the raw liquid pools. Given her obsession and desire for food and raw liquid, letting her enter the raw liquid pool would be like letting a bunch of rats into a granary.
"I need something heavy enough to cover my head!" An Jing's height suddenly increased to 2.56 meters, almost reaching the laboratory ceiling. She stretched out her hand and gestured at her head, demanding.
"Okay." Luke planned to stuff her into a jar. Even if her stomach was full to bursting, she couldn't completely consume a jar of psychic energy liquid.
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Thunder flickered and shone through the dark clouds, splitting downward into branches of lightning. The front window of the Quinjet was illuminated by the lightning, a bright white.
Boom!
It seemed as if a heavy object fell from above onto the fuselage of the plane, making a dull sound.
Nick, Coulson and other agents in the belly of the plane looked at each other in confusion, and subconsciously activated the mind rings on their hands.
"I'll go check it out." Agent May, completely enveloped in an energy suit, gestured for the hatch to open so she could take a look outside. With Nick's permission, the pilot opened the hatch.
The high-altitude wind rushed into the fuselage with a roar. Before Agent May could step out, a red cloak appeared before everyone's eyes, followed by a familiar face. Seeing this face, Nick's tense heart relaxed.
He forced a smile on his face and said to the visitor, "I think if you're visiting, it would be better to make an appointment. This sudden meeting is a bit scary, Thor."
"I'm sorry." Thor walked in, carrying his Mjolnir in his hand. His face was worn and tired, his beard was untidy, and he walked in dusty. He apologized to Nick and said, "I would like to arrange a time to get together with you, but something happened in Asgard."
"I know, dark elf." Nick signaled the pilot to close the cabin door, and while letting Thor sit next to him, he took over Thor's words.
"Yes, the Dark Elves. They have made a comeback, and this time they have formed a powerful coalition. I have been eliminating rebellions in various parts of the Nine Realms for some time. The order in the Nine Realms was not good before, but at least it was relatively stable. But now there are rebellions everywhere, and those Dark Elves and their allies are making trouble everywhere. Asgard is already too busy to handle it." Thor muttered a few words and complained.
In the early years, this kind of war-torn situation was Thor's favorite, because he could fight powerful opponents at any time, and his time and life would be full and satisfying. But that was in the past. He has grown up now. After experiencing many changes and affairs, he has more or less learned to use his brain to think about some problems.
The current situation is obviously not worth his happiness.
"Then why did you come this time?" Nick had a vague bad feeling in his heart.
"Me? I came to see Luke." Thor waved his hand. Perhaps because he had been under a lot of pressure recently, after running into an acquaintance, his desire to talk was unprecedentedly strong. "Perhaps you know that Asgard was attacked by the Dark Elves some time ago. The leaders of Jotunheim, Svartalfheim, Muspelheim, and the Heaven Dimension that was exiled and driven out of the Nine Realms thousands of years ago raided Asgard with an elite army.
My father was besieged and restrained by Malekith, the leader of the dark elves, Raul, the leader of Jotunheim, and Surtur of the Firelands. I only had the ability to help hold off a female leader from the heaven dimension.
Their actions were too covert, and somehow they evaded Heimdall's observation until they had breached Asgard's defenses. We were caught completely off guard.
"In that battle, Asgard suffered heavy casualties, and the Rainbow Bridge was destroyed. Without the Rainbow Bridge, we have completely lost control of the Nine Realms. It is difficult for Asgard's army to teleport to specific locations as before."
"Is the situation already so dire?" Nick's heart tightened as he listened to Thor's words. If Asgard had lost control of the situation, didn't that mean the Dark Elves could invade the other nine realms without hindrance?
"It's worse than you can imagine! My father fought off the three kings, but he was also traumatized. If Luke hadn't helped us improve our strength before, he would have entered Odin's sleep by now. He consumed a lot of energy to teleport me here." Thor felt a little powerless.
"Are you looking for Luke?" Nick asked Thor softly. He already had an idea in his mind, but he just needed Thor to confirm it.
"Seek reinforcements," Thor answered honestly. "I know that the lineage of the Sorcerer Supreme of Midgard only cares about the safety of Midgard. As long as Midgard is intact and no dimensional demons invade, they are unwilling to take the initiative to get involved in other troubles. But Luke is different. My father told me that Luke might be the one to help us win."
"Whether Midgard joins the war or not, I'm afraid Luke has no say. At least he has to discuss it with us." Nick couldn't help rubbing his forehead when he heard this.
"We are willing to provide more resources and open up other areas of the Nine Realms to you in exchange for your help," Thor stated Odin's conditions. "Of course, if you really don't want to help, then we can borrow his Rainbow Bridge."