Chapter 55

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Chapter 55: Sometimes Forming a "Human" Shape, Sometimes Forming a "One" Shape

"Indeed, life found its own path."

"Or perhaps, aided by the System, organisms started seeking optimal solutions!?"

Trilobite nodded as he watched the Trilobite creatures swimming near the mountain.

"True Sociality is also a broad and promising road."

"And as long as the pheromones are not soluble in water and have suitable molecular weight, then it is not impossible for pheromones to spread in the sea."

"Compared to land, seawater could actually transmit pheromones much farther."

"As for why there were no truly social marine arthropods… that might be because the most ‘evolved’ insects among arthropods could not venture into the sea yet."

With this thought, his gaze turned back to the mountain.

"Whoa…"

"Swish—!"

The largest one, possessing the "Smashing Claw," and also his symbiotic creature, the young lady Trilobite, became the "Trilobite Queen"; she led the little and large Trilobite creatures, changing their formations in the sea like a curious child.

They sometimes formed a "human" shape, and at other times, a "one" shape.

Sometimes, they even arranged themselves into a huge sea snake shape, learning to twist and swim like a sea snake in the water.

"Um…"

"Not bad, not bad."

"That looked quite intimidating; there was a great future ahead!"

"But now, he needed to consider his matters."

Trilobite opened the panel.

[Current Form: Primitive True Finned Fish Shape]

[Status: Not Hungry]

[Magic Power: 3000/3000 (Regenerates 25 per minute)]

[Chaos Energy: 6816/1000 (Can enter the evolution interface)]

[Skill 1: Flip the World Off (100 points of Magic Power cost)]

[Skill 2: Ball Joint Armor (100 points of Magic Power cost)]

[Skill 3: Dance of Bacteria and Archaea (Magic Power cost varies)]

[Special Skill: Whale Fall Aura]

[Spawn 1: Trilobite (Equipped with Smashing Claw, True Social Insect Colony Pheromones)]

"Um…"

"Now there were two options. The first was the lungs!"

"Ah, maybe he couldn’t even deal with the lungs yet; he could only handle the whole swim bladder."

"The second was the primitive palm."

Trilobite pondered for a moment…

"I’ll choose the swim bladder."

"My flesh fins are already hardened enough. Transforming them into palms offers almost no advantage right now. Buying a swim bladder at least lets me adjust buoyancy and cuts down energy use while swimming."

"Alright, you’re the one!"

[You purchased a swim bladder, spending 6000 points of Chaos Energy.]

[Your internal organs underwent major changes and required extended integration time.]

"Ah, prices keep climbing."

"But that’s expected."

Trilobite’s current upgrade was nearly as drastic as leaping from a trilobite to a vertebrate—essentially skipping from cartilaginous fish straight to advanced bony fish.

The swim bladder lacked any foundational presence in his body.

Evolution couldn’t conjure organs from nothing. It only added or subtracted from existing structures. Buying the swim bladder outright, instead of gradually upgrading from a tiny hollow cavity through multiple DLCs, naturally cost far more.

It also demanded adjustments to other internal organs, requiring extra Chaos Energy and time.

"Fine, just a nap anyway."

Trilobite swayed his broad tail, retreating to his cave. He slowly shut his eyes, surrounded by trilobites, and slipped into temporary slumber.

"Hmm… hope I dream well…"

"Dream of…"

"Hoo… hoo… hoo…"

Before finishing, he sank into deep sleep.

He never knew what ripples his chosen "evolution option" for Sulya would cast upon the world.

—-

"Hoo…"

"Is this new grace bestowed by the gods!?"

"Letting our thoughts and emotions fuse, our hearts connect!?"

"Syncing tactics and actions through unified minds!?"

On scorched earth, a towering knight clad in "living metal" armor, an artifact greatsword strapped to his back, swung a heavy hammer in awe and exhilaration. Demons scattered like leaves with each strike.

Two women fought beside him.

One wore "living metal" armor and wielded an artifact longsword forged from "bones of the gods." The other sported a fitted breastplate, snug sailor trousers, and a tricorne hat—every inch a fleet admiral.

Her rank was indeed admiral.

They were the chosen knight Sylvia and the Saltwater Queen, Albert Drake.

"Ha—!"

The female knight shouted, cleaving a demon charging at Dreig’s back with her blade.

"Right, Brother Dreig!"

Sylvia nodded, her beautiful face filled with the joy of finding a comrade and the thrill of harvesting demons.

She also showed deep respect for her predecessor.

She watched in amazement as demons scattered like a retreating tide, her excitement soaring!

"Kill—!"

"Charge—!"

Under their command, a wedge of gray-robed knights sliced through the demon army like a hot knife through butter, endlessly slaughtering and churning the ranks.

Unlike the earlier chaos, the knights held their formation perfectly. Their minds united and movements synchronized, they worked as one living organism.

These brave warriors became cogs in a relentless machine—efficiently harvesting and crushing demons as it advanced, leaving only…

"Help!"

"Demons incoming!"

"Why so fierce now?! Ah—!"

"Retreat! We’re finished!"

Demons fell like dry grass in a wildfire, collapsing into headless corpses and broken limbs littering the ground.

Even towering demon generals and sly despair demons couldn’t halt this machine. Outmaneuvered by the disciplined formation, they were ground into headless carcasses strewn across the scorched earth!

…

"Thud—!"

"Gah—!"

A great demon wailed, struggling using both hands and feet briefly before falling still.

His skull was pinned violently to the dirt by a massive sword.

"Hiss—!"

The demon’s power surged through the blade, flooding the wielder’s body.

"Haah…"

Glade felt strength grow within him!

Yet pride never stirred.

Beside Knight and the gray-robed knights, he knelt and prayed to the magnificent, generous Giant God.

"We thank you for your generosity, Giant God!"

"We thank you for sending your angel of death with timely divine guidance!"

…

After the "oracle" descended, living saint Sulya immediately arranged trials.

Once mastering the essentials, she dispatched all chosen knights ashore to deliver this oracle and wisdom to every comrade worldwide.

To her, the Giant God’s "gift" belonged to all warriors who revered Him and fought chaos with true hearts!

Thus, a chosen knight first delivered the scroll bearing the Giant God’s grace to Sylvia—who rode the winds and waves at sea alongside Albert Drake.

Then, it came to Glade and his gray-robed knights.

"I was glad that this knowledge could be of use."

After Sylvia and Albert Drake finished their prayers, she stood up and showed respect to her seniors.

In front of Glade, even those who called themselves "daughters of the Giant God," Knight, and the "Saltwater Queen" were very respectful.

Glade was one of the earliest chosen and a powerful "Champion Chosen"; after being "delivered" to shore by the Giant God, he had been active behind enemy lines, killing demons in lands they ravaged, while spreading the Giant God’s gospel—the Holy Light from the Sun—to people who lost everything to demons.

So, a new armed force rose behind enemy lines!

These warriors had deep hatred for demons. They wore gray robes in battle and moved through demon-ravaged lands, walking on ashes. That’s why they were known as the "Ashen Knights."

The Holy Light lit by the Giant God spread across the land, making it hard for chaos to hold on.

Many followers of the Order God were moved by the "Ashen Knights," fighting with them and learning about the Holy Light from the Sun.

The Ashen Knights didn’t hold back. They sparred and talked with them, building strong friendships.

But the demons hated these "gray-robed knights." They called this force, which enjoyed slaughtering demons, the "Gray Demons"!

…

Glade, known as the "Demon Butcher" and "Gray Demon," still stayed humble.

He knew where his power came from—hatred for demons and loyalty to the Giant God!

Glade nodded gratefully to Knight.

"We didn’t just make it useful; we made it very useful."

"If it had been earlier, our ‘Ashen Knights’ wouldn’t have killed demons this fast."

"With the Soul Link, even if we were miles apart, our thoughts could connect unseen, letting us understand each other quickly."

Sadly, Glade’s good mood didn’t last long; it got ruined.

"Ugh, trouble is coming," he said.

He narrowed his dangerous eyes.

In the distance, a military force suddenly appeared.

"Is it a human army?" Knight asked, frowning.

"It’s their army that’s the trouble," Glade said.

He shook his head helplessly.

"We can’t treat them like demons, hammering them all to death!"

"Sometimes we even have bothersome feelings like brotherhood and fighting together."

…

Just then, a knightly figure on a fine horse came up to Glade.

Both Knight and Glade saw the "sun" emblem on the knight’s cloak.

"Honorable ‘Demon Butcher,’ I am the Holy Knight Commander, Bohimond, of the ‘God of Light.’"

"I was glad to see you win another great victory."

"But our pope got an oracle. The high God of Light thought the ‘Ashen Knights’ were using His great power but wouldn’t admit it."

"This should bring divine punishment, but the great ‘God of Light,’ seeing you as heroes against chaos, decided to let it go. He just hopes you’ll give back the ‘God of Light’s’ power to its owner!"

"Click—!"

A cocked gun pointed at the forehead of Holy Knight Commander Bohimond.

"What did you say?"

"How blasphemous!"

Albert Drake was furious!

But Glade, the "Gray Demon," acted differently to stop her.

"We’ll go with you; it’s time," Glade said.

He winked at Bohimond.