Chapter 696: Confucius was right

The Hive Mind hissed sharply, cursing the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang for designing the Primarchs to be too "super-male."

Primarchs were mutually exclusive at the genetic level; they were like fierce beasts with the stars as their territory. If their brothers stepped into their territory and collided, conflict would almost inevitably erupt. It was almost impossible for one Primarch to be commanded by another.

In the Hive Mind's view, this design was extremely low-level, but the Primarchs' genetic sequences were so complex that even the Hive Mind found them difficult to handle and could not fix this defect for a while.

In the Warp, Nobi Hua Hua Hua Di Huang smiled slightly, his nose lifting lightly, as if the Hive Mind were not cursing him, but rather praising him.

"I don't want the enemy to be able to use my Primarchs if they pick them up on the battlefield," he said quite proudly.

He was not joking when he said this. This was indeed the reason why he designed the Primarchs to be so super-male. Super-maleness was designed into the Primarchs' genetic instincts along with father-love.

Every Primarch was a male among males. Compared to the Primarchs, even the Astartes with the most vigorous male hormones could only be considered female. And without the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's suppression and the control of the father-love instinct, it was almost impossible for the Primarchs to truly achieve cooperation or submit to a single will.

The rebellion of half the Primarchs was an inevitable result. The Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's design was intended to prevent those rebellious Primarchs from uniting, to let them consume and crush each other, so that even if the Chaos Four Gods corrupted the Primarchs, they would find it difficult to control them.

I never expected that this design, after ten thousand years, would ensnare the Tyranid Hive Fleet once again.

Nobi Nobita watched the increasingly fierce battle between Saint Doraemon and the Hive Mind, and he faintly felt a kind of heavy pressure.

It was about to be born. The Hive Mind had devoured the genetic sequences of twenty-one Primarchs, integrated the power in the Source Blood Stack, and the container it had cultivated for itself was about to be born.

Once the container was born, the Hive Mind would converge into one, the path of ascension would open for the Great Devourer, and the godhood of the Eternal Dragon would begin to descend.

The Hua Hua Hua Di Huang, who was infinitely close to the Dark King, naturally had a clear sense. Not only the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang, but even the gods had sensed it and issued anxious hisses.

They condemned Zhou Yun, condemned Zhou Yun's actions for being too slow, and condemned Zhou Yun for doing too little.

"Most things are under control; nothing is happening."

"Perhaps something did happen, but I don't think I should take action."

"I admit that I should have taken action on some things, but I couldn't do anything at the time."

"Perhaps I could have done something earlier, but it's too late now."

Zhou Yun was almost expressionless, using a few words to stall the gods in the Warp.

He knew that the gods were displeased not only because he was delaying the battle with the Tyranid swarm, but also because Zhou Yun had always been preserving his strength and had not put all his energy into the battle with the Hive Mind. They had no chance to bite a piece of meat off Zhou Yun.

Whether it was Fulgrim or Guilliman, the gods were watching covetously at this time.

But now, the body cultivated by the Hive Mind was about to be born, and Zhou Yun should also speed up a bit.

Zhou Yun took a slight breath. More and more people working in the Moonview Terrace area raised their heads, their gazes quickly becoming clear from confusion. They realized that they were all peripheral extensions of Zhou Yun's will. Zhou Yun's will became incomparably massive in an instant, causing violent waves in the entire Warp. Countless mini-Doraemons emerged in the waves.

The mini-Doraemons took out various props from their pockets and, following Zhou Yun's round hands, smashed toward the Hive Mind together. The Hive Mind tried to use those tentacles in the shadows to block them as before, but was suppressed by the mini-Doraemons using various props.

Zhou Yun's round hands then smashed heavily onto the Hive Mind's body. Gentle singing burst out from the round hands, and billions of humans sang together in praise of the glorious 22nd century. Their emotions turned into light in the Empyrean, forcibly tearing open the Shadow in the Warp and causing real damage to the Hive Mind.

The Hive Mind hissed, and blood named hunger flowed out from His wounds, wrapping around Zhou Yun's arm. Zhou Yun immediately felt a sense of weakness emerge, as if he were a mortal who hadn't eaten for days.

But Zhou Yun just tilted his body slightly, and the Nobi Hua Hua Hua Di Huang behind Him was exposed. The revolver rotated, and the bullet turned from the Crone Sword shot out, piercing into the wound Zhou Yun had torn open.

The terrifying energy of the Erosion and Destruction domain was released, like a pitch-black sun rising from the Hive Mind's body. The Hive Mind issued a sharp hiss, and many Tyranid organisms fell into madness, lost control, and were controlled by beastly instincts.

Lion walked slowly into the Lu Se before him. Lu Se revealed a gentle smile, gently opening his arms as if to embrace Lion.

Slash!!!

The Loyalty sword was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword pierced into Lu Se's body almost without hesitation.

Almost no emotion could be seen in the Lion's eyes. He pulled the sharp blade out of Lu Se's body abruptly.

Lu Se raised his head and issued a sharp wail. The illusion shrouding the Lion dissipated in an instant, leaving only the body of The Doom of Ma Lan'tai, pierced by the Loyalty sword, trembling violently. Intense psychic power burst out from within it, and finally, as the life within The Doom of Ma Lan'tai dissipated, it went out of control, turning into a whistling psychic storm that crushed toward the surroundings.

Lion raised the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Shield in his hand. The deep blue psychic storm crashed violently against the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Shield but did not cause any damage.

Lion looked silently at the bursting body of The Doom of Ma Lan'tai. He had to admit that, at least in that brief moment just now, he had also failed to see through the illusion woven by The Doom of Ma Lan'tai.

Or rather, The Doom of Ma Lan'tai was not weaving an illusion; that bug did not possess the intellect to understand the human heart at all. It was just using its massive psychic power to dig out the things most desired in the human mind, just like an anglerfish using light to attract fish but unable to understand why light could attract fish.

It was precisely because of this reason that the illusion it wove was almost impossible to be seen through... but Lion still killed Lu Se, swinging his sword at Lu Se without hesitation.

One of the secrets deep in Lion's heart: he truly regarded Lu Se as a father, as a brother, as his most beloved son, but...

"But before I became your son, your brother, your father, I was first the First Primarch, the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's eldest son. Responsibility is more important than love."

Lion looked at the sword in his hand and whispered.

Then, he turned his head and looked at Azrael, who was trying to leave secretly in an inconspicuous way.

"..." Fulgrim held the warhammer, staring at Fabius.

After those Tyranid organisms modified with Primarch genes lost control, Fulgrim killed his way to Fabius, destroying this monster with near-violent power, leaving only the withered torso and head that resembled Fabius's original appearance.

Fulgrim understood that this was just a Tyranid organism that copied Fabius's genes, wisdom, and will; there was no real soul within it.

But the Hive Mind had copied him so perfectly that Fulgrim still couldn't help but treat him as Fabius.

"Melusine." The dying Fabius whispered.

"..." Fulgrim's tone was slightly irritable due to Fabius's whisper: "Am I not your most perfect work?"

"I am strong, I am excellent, I am rational, I am beautiful, I have no flaws, but you... you don't love me."

"Melusine, she is not perfect enough, she is so frail, she was corrupted by Chaos, but you love her."

"..." Fabius twisted his withered head, raising his eyes to look at Fulgrim: "My lord, my lord." ===== CHAPTER 697 =====