Chapter 117 The Tyranids Are Coming Soon? (First Order Required)

Chapter 117 Tyranids are coming soon? (First order~)

At this moment, Ron exploded directly.

The cunning psychic lighthouse sent a signal, and the Tyranids are coming to Ers for a feast!

The huge swarm will devour everything.

It is said that planets attacked by the Tyranids will eventually become a bare rock sphere.

Even bacteria and archaea will be absorbed along with the atmosphere.

It can be said that they are eaten up.

How can we play with such a big deal as soon as they come?

I am afraid that they will run away and roll back to the subspace to accompany the old God Emperor to guard the golden toilet.

Ron's brain was working fast, thinking about new coping strategies.

The only way to think of now is to quickly find the cunning chief and chop him into eighteen pieces.

This way, the signal can be cut off.

Then pray.

Pray that the Tyranids did not receive the signal, or change their target after the signal disappears.

This is the only chance.

But there is no time...

Even if Ron immediately mobilized the entire Royal Court District, they would only be drowned in the huge army of the Genestealer Cult.

And it would disturb the Chicken Thief Clan Leader, causing him to hide deeper and increase his defense.

In this way, it would be more difficult to kill it.

What to do?

Suddenly, a strange feeling surged in Ron's heart.

His psychic power sensed some vague information.

So, he sank into his mind and tried to find the source of this information.

Then, he was surprised to find that he had touched an extremely large psychic network.

In this psychic network, there are star-like light spots, and countless information converges and flows.

Each light spot represents an individual, and they are all controlled by the huge light spot at the source.

Ron realized that he was also in this psychic network.

However, the large light spot representing his psychic power was located at the edge of the psychic network and had almost no connection with other light spots.

"Is this the Chicken Thief's honeycomb network?"

Ron reacted and was immediately ecstatic.

Responded!

Because of being parasitized by the chicken thief, Ron accidentally connected to their honeycomb network.

Moreover, Ron's psychic power from the little sun is more advanced.

This not only freed him from the control of the honeycomb network, but also gave him considerable authority.

This authority is even slightly higher than other chicken thief high-level officials, second only to the chicken thief patriarch.

Of course, Ron did not dare to use this authority to a large extent.

If the chicken thief patriarch discovered it, it is very likely to deprive him of this authority.

He took the initiative to cut off the connection and hide the light spot deeper.

However, this is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that Ron can use this authority to locate the position of the chicken thief patriarch.

He can vaguely sense that the chicken thief patriarch is in this area!

Ron rushed to the sensed location.

He must obtain a more specific location of the chicken thief patriarch as soon as possible in order to organize armed forces for a raid.

But as soon as he set off, he received a message from the honeycomb network.

That was the order from the chicken thief bishop to the guards, asking them to catch a bug that disturbed the prayer ceremony.

Ron turned around and found that the bishop standing on the anti-gravity preacher was looking down at him.

Following the sight of the cunning bishop, almost all the cunning believers with obvious alien features turned their eyes to him.

They looked extremely indifferent.

Facing countless cold eyes, he had goose bumps all over his body.

No, he was discovered!

Ron turned his head and ran wildly, but the cunning guards appeared on the street in front of him.

They were extremely strong, with purple skin, high foreheads, and even three or four arms.

Soon, these cunning warriors blocked his way and slashed at him with sharp blades.

Bang!

Strong psychic energy burst, shock waves spread, knocking down all the cunning warriors.

Those cunning warriors quickly got up, but Ron was nowhere to be seen.

"Over there... Chase!"

The leading cunning warrior bared his teeth, pointed to the underground pipe not far away, and said vaguely.

The cunning warriors drilled into the underground pipe one by one and continued to chase the target.

In the underground pipeline.

Ron held a sharp blade stained with purple blood in his hand, avoiding the pursuit of the chicken thieves in the complex pipeline.

In fact, there are more chicken thieves in the pipeline, and this is completely their home ground.

Fortunately, he is connected to the honeycomb network and can know the movements of the chicken thieves in advance.

This is why he escaped from their pursuit many times.

Of course, Ron's goal is not to escape the pursuit, but to find the chicken thieves.

The direction he fled is exactly where the chicken thieves' lair is.

As he went deeper into the pipeline, the chicken thieves became more mutated and almost unrecognizable.

They were on all fours, with their backs protruding and their tongues with fangs sticking out.

They looked completely alien.

Those should be hybrids of the first generation of chicken thieves.

This means that he is getting closer and closer to the chicken thieves' lair.

Ron was thinking, when suddenly a chicken thief roared and pounced from the dark of the pipeline.

He dodged the attack and stabbed the chicken thief in the chest with a knife.

But the chicken thief struggled, and his tongue with fangs shot out and stabbed his eyeballs.

Buzz!

The chicken thief's sharp tongue got stuck and stayed in front of the eyeball, unable to go deeper.

"Little chicken thief, I am a Beta-level all-powerful psychic..."

Of course, that was the level that Ron's original body could barely reach.

This cloned body could not bear such a huge psychic power.

But it was enough for him to deal with many emergencies.

Ron grabbed the sharp tongue of the chicken thief and pulled it down with force.

Purple blood spurted out, and the chicken thief fell down with his throat covered.

After dealing with the sneak attack of the chicken thief, he frowned and looked into the distance.

There was a huge psychic breath there.

That breath should be emitted by the chief of the chicken thief.

It is said that the extremely powerful Alpha + psychic can accomplish anything through his will.

They can split a Titan mecha several tens of meters high in half, or summon an entire legion of high-level demons.

Due to its danger, the Inquisition usually executes Alpha + psychics directly unless they are completely sure to capture the target.

In short, psychics are very powerful.

I just don't know what level the chief of the chicken thief has reached.

I hope it is not at the Alpha level, otherwise it will be really finished.

Roar!

The roars of the chicken thieves came from the back of the pipeline again, and more chicken thieves were catching up!

Ron continued to run forward. It was not enough to just know where the chicken thieves' chief was.

He had to get closer and scout the terrain of the pipeline around the chicken thieves' lair.

After running forward for a while, Ron suddenly braked in front of the pipeline.

Boom!

The extremely heavy hammer hit the pipe wall close to his nose, making the whole pipeline buzz.

Two tall chicken thieves' distorted masters came out and blocked his way.

The distorted masters have some genetic material given by the chicken thieves' chief himself, and are large combat units of chicken thieves.

The sledgehammers they use can even produce the effect of a power axe, which is extremely terrifying.

Ron was stunned. He turned back and saw two distorted masters coming from behind.

His way was blocked.

"It seems that I can't pass this level..."

Ron sighed helplessly, as if he had accepted his fate.

Bang!

Four big hammers smashed down, and Ron's psychic clone was instantly smashed into a paste.

...

In the subspace, in the space ship.

A tall figure wearing heavy golden power armor appeared, like the emperor's reincarnation.

Suddenly, the figure trembled.

"Damn, it feels terrible to be smashed into a paste!"

Ron raised his left arm equipped with ferocious claws and scratched his head gently, complaining.

"Fortunately, the clone successfully completed the reconnaissance mission..."

His consciousness received the last psychic information picture sent by the clone-

The huge manhole was filled with dense chicken aliens.

And on the cold rusty iron throne deep in the manhole, there was a huge four-armed shadow.

The shadow exuded a strong oppressive force, overlooking everything around.

Ron sneered:

"Found you!"