And so, a war began on the microscopic level.
Fang Zheng controlled the xenomorphs, attempting to infect the monsters opposite him while resisting their infection. Before long, Fang Zheng noticed the differences between the two sides.
The xenomorphs' infection method was simple, brutal, and direct. They did not need a host. After injecting Swarm cells, they would immediately force their victims into a coma or sleep, stripping away resistance before rapidly laying eggs. Then they would frantically absorb the body's energy, spreading and growing like cancer cells before bursting out through the chest as a brand-new individual carrying the original creature's genes.
This monster, however, operated differently. At first glance, there seemed to be nothing unusual about it, but the biological tissue injected into the xenomorph would emit an abnormal psionic fluctuation, attempting to twist the host's will. In other words, hosts attacked by this monster would not die quickly like those attacked by xenomorphs. Instead, their wills would gradually change until they were twisted into part of this species.
If the xenomorphs' transformation method belonged to science, then this one clearly had a hint of magic to it.
But... Fang Zheng naturally had ways to deal with this sort of thing.
"Hmph!"
He snorted. Soon, overwhelming divine power surged forth, turning into flames that circulated through the xenomorph's body and swiftly burned away the injected cells along with their psionic fluctuations. Then Fang Zheng's thoughts, mingled with a torrent of flame, directly entered that monster's body and swiftly seized its psionic core.
Soon, a massive network appeared before Fang Zheng's eyes.
It was an infinite, enormous network.
They turned into countless tentacles emerging from the depths of the dark, vast universe, reaching toward the Milky Way Galaxy. Looking closer, one could see that these so-called "tentacles" were actually huge