Chapter 603 Mutation!

The massacre continued.

There were about four or five hundred silver-skinned soldiers who came with Varoka, including two powerful genetic warriors, various powerful weapons and equipment, and exoskeleton armor. But now, more than half of the silver-skinned soldiers chose to draw their swords against their comrades.

They naturally would not rebel voluntarily, but their spirits and wills were controlled by a powerful force, and they could only watch themselves manipulate weapons and kill their companions.

They even exerted a stronger combat ability than before, and were fearless and attacked the defense line protecting Commander Varoka, but the most deadly one was not them, but the green genetic warrior!

His figure was as fast as lightning, and he had a strong ability to hide and attack. Even the solid giant exoskeleton armor in front of him could only last a few more seconds, completely blocking Varoka's retreat.

"How is this possible?!"

Seeing this scene happen, Varoka's pupils shrank sharply, and he was simply unbelievable in his heart.

For this operation, he selected determined and experienced soldiers and equipped them with fully enclosed equipment to prevent infection by the genetic virus. As a result, his troops betrayed him silently!

Although from all aspects, these soldiers were not willing, how did they do all this?

"Curious, right?"

Just then, Feynman's voice came from the side, and the silver-gray genetic warrior's eyes completely lost their spirit, guarding him.

"Aren't you very curious about why I want to do this and destroy our civilization with my own hands? This is one of the reasons!"

Feynman squirmed his huge body, controlling many silver-skinned soldiers to rush towards Varoka, and sighed faintly:

"Our civilization has embarked on a wrong path. Although we have advanced technology and powerful genetic technology, these factors that make us strong have hindered our steps in other aspects."

"Evolution, what an ancient word. Our civilization has abandoned this backward way countless years ago, because we have powerful genetic technology and can transplant all the genes we think are useful to our race. We can control strength, appearance, ability, and even the genes of our offspring!"

"I used to think that we were walking on the right path, on a path full of glory and holiness, but I was wrong!"

Feynman's words gradually became clear, and then from his huge body, a younger and stronger Feynman tore through the epidermis and walked out, naked, like the most ordinary and ordinary silver-skinned man.

"We have gained powerful bodies and abilities through genetic modification, but on another level, we have become increasingly weaker."

Feynman pointed his finger at his brain.

"Gene modification technology has been stuck in a bottleneck hundreds of years ago. No matter how hard the source masters try, they can't create stronger warriors. I always thought that we didn't get stronger genes, but not long ago, I finally understood that it was not a problem with genes, but because of our spirit and will."

"Our fragile will is not enough to control such a powerful force. This is the real reason why the entire civilization has reached a bottleneck!"

Feynman shook his head with a complicated expression: "Do you know how terrified and happy I was when I sensed the great and indescribable ancients in the darkness?"

"The gift of the great ancients made my will stronger, and then I found that in the face of a strong will, all individuals in our civilization have no power to resist, allowing me to manipulate and manipulate them, just like opening a box to take out the things inside!"

"We claim to be a powerful civilization, but it is so fragile and unbearable. We can transform this world, mass-produce powerful genetic warriors, and use warships to explore the vast void, but even a strong individual can't resist it!"

Swish!

While Feynman was talking, the green gene warrior also penetrated the defense around Varoka, and the slender and sharp metal blade wrapped around his neck.

"I can no longer change our civilization, but I can choose to destroy it, and then create a new civilization from the ruins, a civilization that evolves and survives without genetic modification!"

Feynman exhaled lightly and looked up at Varoka: "If you want to find an answer, then this is the answer I give you!"

"Why are you telling me this?"

The warriors protecting him had all been slaughtered by the green gene warriors. Varoka looked at Feynman with a bitter tone.

"Do you still want to convince me? Kill me, let me and our world be destroyed!"

After Feynman revealed his abilities, Varoka knew that he had no chance of winning. Although they had a powerful mothership and various powerful weapons, the premise of all this was that they needed people to control them. When Feynman was able to control the will of other individuals, all resistance no longer existed.

The foundation of civilization is individuals. When these individuals are controlled, Feynman can indeed live up to his declaration.

He is civilization!

"Don't you understand yet, Varoka, you are different!"

Feynman shook his head gently: "Don't play tricks on me anymore. I have set the authority of this area to the highest level. Even if you die, the main gun of the mothership cannot attack here, and the attacks of other warships cannot penetrate the layers of barriers at all."

"The only reason I left you here is that I tried to control your will, but failed. Your will is very strong, so strong that I think you are not like the Varoka I know!"

"This is very interesting. I led you here just to know the reason."

Feynman hooked his finger lightly, and Varoka was dragged in front of him by an invisible force. Green gene warriors and silver-gray gene warriors stood beside him, holding him firmly.

"Now, let me find out the secret!"

Feynman's eyes gradually lit up, like two pieces of glowing amber, and then starting from the pupil, the entire eyeball and the white of the eye turned into pure black, and a powerful spiritual power poured into Varoka's mind.

"Ah!"

Almost instantly, Varoka screamed, and then blood flowed from all seven orifices. His whole body suddenly leaned back, and the breath of life quickly dissipated.

"Dead?"

Feynman looked puzzled, and suddenly his body disappeared from the spot. The next moment, a half-illusory gray-white sharp leg emerged from Varoka's body, but it stabbed into the air!

"Pathetic weak race, tremble, the great mother of fear, the master of all spirits, has set its sights on you and the soul of the guy behind you!"

Silently, gray-white air flowed out from Varoka's mouth and nose, forming an insect with eight long legs and a strange body. The attack of the gene warrior next to it went straight through its body, like a phantom.

"Wail, tremble, the real fear is about to come!"

This insect-like spirit laughed evilly and then disappeared without a trace.