Chapter 1069: NO．192: I still thought you were here to end fate

NO．192: I still thought you were here to end fate.

The former Ishar—mla/Yishamala was the most conspicuous active presence among the few primordial/initial Faction.

Because of its terrifying ability and perfect control over the Faction, it was once defined by the Ageer people as the god of the Faction.

It was even commonly called the Sea God.

But He once suffered a deadly attack—amid the prolonged struggle between the Ageer people and the Faction, a group of deep-sea hunters finally seized the fleeting opportunity and successfully surrounded and annihilated the Yishamala guarded by the Faction masses.

And the deep-sea hunter Sikadi was the 'lucky one' who snatched the killing blow in the Sea God subjugation battle.

She ended Yishamala's life, but she never expected that Yishamala would, with this opportunity, offer its bloodline and thoughts as nutrients, together 'dedicating' them to her.

It seemed like inheritance, but in reality it was assimilation.

Sikadi unconsciously became the new Yishamala.

Regardless of whether she acknowledges it, her blood is more alluring to the Faction than that of ordinary deep-sea hunters, and the high-ranking entities within the Faction—those possessing self-awareness and able to communicate with humans—also treat her as Yishamala.

In fact, at this point she already is 'Yishamala containing Sikadi's consciousness and appearance,' just like the male protagonist of a certain virus-themed inaugural hoodie, whose cognition was once confused by the original's will, unable to determine his own nature.

And such her actually has three branching points in her life.

The first is—constantly suppressing the Faction's thoughts, or rather, inspiration has always been a major failure.

Although she can still hear Yishamala's oracle, she maintains her self-identity as a deep-sea hunter/bounty hunter/Ageer person Sikadi.

The second is—acknowledging herself as Faction, she will step into the future that many transmigrators call 'Turbid-heart Sikadi'.

Those transmigrator players can even state that the divergence point is 'communing and agreeing in Saltwind City with the First Speaker'—such a clear and precise condition for pinpointing a certain existence makes Aomo feel quite perplexed.

But this is not important.

What matters is that at this point she became Him.

The masses welcomed back their 'Corrupted Heart,' and the Faction will grow strong again and try to devour all life that hinders them.

Literally devouring.

The Faction are not picky eaters and constantly pursue nutrients that can strengthen the masses.

But even so, at this stage they are not invincible, for their template, which expands and evolves as swiftly as a swarm, still requires a development period.

If no one gives them 'moves,' relying solely on the Faction's own evolution speed is a crawl.

Just as the saying goes, 'What doesn't kill me makes me stronger,' if the Faction faces a heavy blow right at the start, it is still highly likely to repeat past mistakes.

Thus Sikadi also has a third branching point based on the second point.

—Whether Wuerbian has discovered the Deep-sea Church's conspiracy, and whether he decides to bring the remaining deep-sea hunters back to Ageer City.

In fact, for the Terra natives, the only plan originally capable of defeating the Faction's expansion was to simply not give them a chance to develop.

From the very beginning, strike with thunder, cut them off before their creep line, and besides, fully destroy towers and rush into the high ground to abuse the spring.

As long as information superiority is held, this plan is entirely feasible, and the decision made by the 'deep-sea hunter remnant squad,' which knows the Faction's intelligence best, will also directly determine the Faction's future.

If they choose to walk into the trap—entering the already problematic Ageer City—the possibility of the 'Ascension' ending spoken of by transmigrators will greatly increase.

In this ending, the land dwellers who lost the good chance to annihilate the Faction will, in the prolonged struggle against the Faction masses, face their eventual total victory.

Having conquered sea and land, they advance toward the endless star sea beyond the star husk (which can be simply understood as the atmosphere).

But according to Aomo's current knowledge, everything apparently lacks a predetermined ending.

As everyone knows, fate is either unchangeable or has too many things that can be changed.

Aomo believes that the so-called three points summarized by those transmigrator players are merely the result of the information limits shown by the work.

After all, speaking seriously, even this game itself is revealing a new fate.

—At the moment when the deep-sea hunters are suspected to have been wiped out, and Sikadi is even dissolved into the self, presided over by Yishamala.

The Ascension ending's possibility should have greatly increased, but He and the masses instead encountered an abnormal state: a nearly madly advancing demon and the collapsing legion it leads.

Aomo is unsure whether the Faction led by Yishamala can ultimately prevail in such a confrontation and tread the Ascension path.

But he has already seen the primordial ones' schizophrenic-like self-tug.

And he himself will even sever that fate……

Or perhaps he will advance it ahead of time?

Gazing at these before him who rush forward one after another because of his arrival, as if he could sense that these fellows before him have various Faction far more nourishing than ordinary Terra people, Aomo stroked his chin and found these fellows rather pleasing to the eye.

Although not huge, it also fairly matches his appreciation standard for weird creature design.

It should also have a chance to become huge, right?

Turning his head to look at the distant large Faction that still retain many aquatic product features and evolutionary traces, Aomo feels this is nothing more than a minor issue of genetic adjustment and nutritional support.

For the Faction, whose evolutionary points are rich and which have already consumed a massive amount of blood food, a little technical support would easily solve it.

Theoretically, they should indeed have a Deep-sea Church, a religious organization closely tied to humanity, conducting research assistance, and this organization could also provide them with clear technical support.

So where are those who either exploit, worship, or have been assimilated by them now?

When the distant giant beast was knocked to the ground by a Mutuo, sending violent tremors that made the faraway Faction sway, he caught a glimpse of a humanoid outline.

He almost thought it was the smoothly discovered Yishamala, but instead it was a human bearing the white-hole mark unique to collapsing demons, faintly showing aquatic features such as scales and tentacles.

Wearing tattered clothes, one can still make out a somewhat splendid religious robe.

"…oh…"

Aomo gradually understood everything.

Whether human, Faction, or some other intermediate state, regardless of whether they have a direct mind-link, as long as they possess self-awareness, can be provoked to fear, and can be sensed by demons for their emotions—then it is difficult to escape assimilation.

Even those deep-sea cultists whose willpower cannot be said to be stable but are absolutely obsessive in some aspect cannot resist it, and it's no wonder the Faction's current evolution strategy is foolish evolution, swarm expansion.

Yishamala.

You, called the Corrupted Heart, in what manner do you welcome the demon's assimilation?

Scanning the surroundings, the Faction still striking against Mefilas and Jetton Shield, he already caught a glimpse on the side screen of players complaining that 'slaying the primordial is too hard.'

It seems the Doctor's plan has been fully implemented, and even some players have joined the ranks.

Truly crisp and decisive, he couldn't even spare a few more seconds to admire this dynamic Faction evolution diagram, and directly flung three cards suspended in midair from his hand.

Ultimate Arbiter Gilbaris, Peerless Iron God Enplieza.

And — the God of Destruction, Demon God Zero.

Pay respects!