Poof.

Silk threads that radiated light suddenly burst out of the chariot in the closed treatment room, they tore the old man's hospital gown, and began to wrap around his body, the medical personnel and observers who found this shouted in shock at the same time, the former began to prepare the biochemical suit, ready to go in to observe what this strange situation was, while the latter began to dial the numbers in the communication circle, and hurriedly notified the upper level.

"It's ...... A silk thread made of a mixture of flesh and energy? It wraps the chariot! ”

"Life activity is greatly improving, my God, isn't this a disease, is it really evolution?!"

"Quick, tell the patriarch!"

Soon, including the members of the original chariot team who had been quarantined, many acquaintances of the chariot came to the chariot that had turned into a cocoon, biting her lip, and Tie Wall, who had been a little dizzy in the past few days, stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the cocoon of energy that looked radiant and holy, but as if she was afraid of disturbing the 'evolution' of the chariot, she withdrew her hand.

"Come on, Captain, if this is an evolution, then you must survive it!"

The woman who was secretly cheering for the chariot in her heart and clenched her fists was full of nervousness and anticipation in her eyes.

However, no one noticed that invisible threads of silk were spreading through the atmosphere, like the tentacles of a safari, starving at them.

- Sublimation requires energy.

Perhaps, individuals with special qualifications can complete the transformation of their bodies and become a new super life juvenile without the need for extra energy, relying on their excellent adaptability...... But the vast majority of lifeforms, those without special extraordinary qualifications, need extremely large amounts of energy to completely change the nature of their lives.

And the most primitive way for living beings to obtain energy is to eat. If you can't absorb enough energy within a certain period of time, even if your evolution is complete, you will be devoured by the raging flesh and turned into dry bones that don't even have a soul.

As for the source of food...... Isn't that what you're looking for? There are also individuals who are also evolving like themselves...... It's all devoured, it doesn't need companions.

Sharp and full of decomposition liquid transparent silk tentacles, rushing out, towards the closest individual to the cocoon, that is, the woman in white who was praying with her eyes closed, even if the opponent is called 'Iron Wall', the ability to generate an extraordinary shield that can withstand all attacks, as long as she is defenseless, without using the ability, she will definitely die in this instant.

No one had time to react, and no one would be so vigilant, facing old friends, old superiors, old friends, even if there were some doubts and incomprehensions, but no individual who would rush here at the first time would have dark hostility in their hearts.

So, the thread runs through the shoulders of the iron wall.

And then...... That's it.

Frozen here.

"Team...... Captain?! ”

I didn't feel the pain, I could only see a silk thread with a silver brilliance linked to my body from the cocoon, but even so, Tie Bi didn't care about himself at the first time, but exclaimed and worried about the old man's abnormality: "What's wrong with you?!" This silver thread ......"

Soon, however, Iron Wall and the others on guard discovered that the silver glow was not the glow of the cocoon itself...... It's a different kind of light, a glow that spills out of somewhere within the cocoon.

That's a hand.

A mediocre 'glove'.

Inside the cocoon.

The hazy chariot suddenly woke up, and he clenched his right hand, where there was a glove, a glove inlaid with silver gems.

Before the god of steel left, he left behind a glove called 'Inheritance' for all the superpowers in this world.

Above the glove, the silver gem emitted light, and far away, the giant god who sensed something transmitted the message, and began to wrestle with the source of all the plagues in another way, suppressing the extreme biomorphization of the place it held, and interrupting the process called 'Death of the New Life'.

And this conflict awakens the chariot's original self-will.

Inside the cocoon, the old man's gloomy gaze suddenly brightened.

"Ahhh......h Are those really my thoughts?! ”

From his own point of view, with his own heart, to experience his own changes, his own indifference, the old man trembled and examined his own changes, and realized that he was impatient and indifferent in the face of all gentleness and kindness, he felt his own ruthlessness, and the unnecessity of his inner contempt for all the feelings between people...... He was afraid, not because he was afraid of change, but because he was afraid that his heart was so fragile, so easily distorted, and regarded as his own thoughts.

The silver silk thread was slowly pulled out, causing a string of blood to burst out of Tie Wall's shoulder, and several capable people immediately rushed forward, using their atmospheric ability to isolate the air interaction between the chariot and other people in the room, among them, the iron wall that was attacked by the chariot was also vaguely isolated, and the voice of the soul puppet and the person who called the attacking ability could be heard.

And at this time, the cocoon, which emitted a silver light, slowly began to move, which immediately stimulated a louder discussion, and several medical abilities and observers began to quarrel fiercely about whether they needed to continue treatment or annihilate on the spot, but before the two parties could argue with an answer, the silver cocoon began to slowly separate and open, revealing the true situation inside the cocoon.

"Vomit ......"

"This, what is this?!"

"Uh...... Not. This ......"

You can see that in the seemingly holy cocoon, there is the body of the chariot that has begun to dissolve from the chest and abdomen, and has been dissolved, the old man's wrinkled and scarred body is gradually becoming shriveled, and in the dissolved part, there is new flesh and blood that is being conceived, and greedily devouring the old man's flesh, turning it into his own nutrition.

However, the old man's body and his own superpowers cannot complete this transformation, so it wants to devour and devour more...... It feels like it can succeed, and compared to most of its kind that can't succeed even if it absorbs nutrients, it feels lucky enough that it is the chosen one, with a 1 in 100 billion chance that it can successfully evolve and become an unprecedented and powerful individual!

But it heard it, and it made a weary and resolute voice.

"Kill me."

The old man said this, and the face of the chariot was full of calm: "Quick, kill me, or you will die." ”

He used to be entangled, but now he was calm, he used to waver, but now he was resolute, the old man's tone was irresistible and commanding: "I have been eroded, now it is only temporary sobriety, if you don't kill me now, I ......"

Poof.

The wriggling newborn flesh suddenly leaped and devoured part of the old man's flesh, but that didn't stop the chariot from talking. He only paused slightly, and then looked around with a look of regret and a little sadness. He saw his former team, frightened, worried, and trying to rush forward to attack the new flesh wall, and he could hear the sound of a wheelchair in the distance, it was another old fellow hurrying towards him.

He wanted to say goodbye, but time was running out, and the message from the Metal God from far away could only tell him part of the truth, sobering him up for the time being...... In short, this is probably the moment when the chariot itself is the last time to be a chariot, so he wants to die, in his own identity.

"I'm a special case, I haven't infected other individuals yet, the limit virus is a selfish virus, only if the first host does not meet the requirements, it will be infected on a large scale, and there is only a little chance of successful evolution, it will not allow the generation of other evolutionary individuals. Therefore, do not isolate those of your own kind who may only be sick in the rain, absolutely, absolutely do not fear your brothers and sisters, and absolutely do not separate us from each other again and turn us back into wild beasts. ”

The old man forcibly suppressed his instinctive defense thoughts, he withdrew the instinctive self-defense of the super life form little by little, turned off the magic shield, closed the aether position, he turned off his over-speed regeneration, closed the protection of the six elements, the chariot smiled peacefully, he lovingly looked at the iron wall in front of him with tears, and showed his defenseless, evolving body in front of everyone.

"Superpowers, and superpowers, are they ...... Isn't it a plague that carries benefits, self-infects, and self-replicates? Thousands of years ago, the fall of steel shards in the world of Siberia turned our ancestors into superhumans and caused them to suffer from a disease called 'Different'. They and we both thought of themselves as superpowers, not Siberians, so the ancestors were cut off from the Siberians and became self-supremacious beasts. ”

In the face of the superpowers who had begun to accumulate their abilities and prepare to attack, the old man had no fear, he was no longer afraid of death, in the same way, he was no longer afraid of hunger, he was no longer afraid of everything that instincts feared - and now he finally understood the true meaning of wisdom, which is not a tool for satisfying desires, but a tool for overcoming and controlling desires, that is, the difference between being born as a human and not a beast!

And at this moment, he finally understood what had happened to the former Siboyan civilization.

When the plague called superpowers spreads across the ordinary continent, when the self-righteous beasts become more numerous, the intelligent civilization collapses.

- We ...... It took us two reincarnations to smooth out the pain...... Sacrificed to the former Siberian civilization and strangled the power of all beasts, and the tombstone of Fatlorvi is there...... He's watching us, so we can't, we can't, we can't become beasts that are not even as good as that tyrant!

"——Compared with the continuation of the bloodline, what is more important is the continuation of the spirit!"

"-I would rather die clearly than live in a mess!"

And at this moment, the commander of the regiment who finally arrived, an old man in a wheelchair came to the door of the ward, he heard everything that the chariot said before, this old man who had fought with the chariot for many years, faced the siege of the soul puppet together, and faced the barren land, wanted to shed tears, but there were no tears in his withered tear sac, so he could only hear that the high-ranking government who came as quickly as possible, in a dry but resolute voice, ordered in a deep voice: "Attack! ”

"Let the chariot rest in peace - leave no trace - destroy him once and for all!"

The one who received the order, and was finally able to attack, roared angrily, I don't know whether it was fear or sorrow, pouring the accumulated flames and thunder on the once glorious cocoon, and the sound of the flames burning flesh and blood could be heard...... The incomparably painful invaded the old man's biological instincts, but he still forcibly turned off all the body's instinctive defense skills, allowing these thunders and flames, which could only be regarded as food for him, to destroy him little by little.

In the flames, the chariot was no longer visible, he could not hear, his eyes had been burned, his eardrums were gone, so he could not see the painful expression of the regimental commander who folded the wrinkles, nor could he hear the sad calls of other backs and friends, and in the last moments, the old man was very calm, he just laughed, and said the last few words intermittently with his vocal cords, which had not yet burned out, and could still vibrate sounds.

"Trust, cooperate, share, and defend against disasters and enemies together...... With courage and hope, looking ahead and in the sky, we must not forget these principles, even if we lose our lives. ”

"This is what I have always dreamed of, belonging to the people of Sibeya...... O civilization! ”

……

The World of Stars.

Joshua's body, which had already arrived at the front line, suddenly sighed.

[Question: Why sigh, Radcliffe, the situation outside is critical?] 】

"No...... It's just that witnessing the end of a life and a spiritual transmission. ”

Saying lightly, the warrior narrowed his eyes and looked at the dark stars in the distance: "Perhaps, this is the difference...... Lust and wisdom, beasts and civilization. ”

"And not chaos, but the difference between chaos and order."

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