When Zeke looked at the Swarm Lord again, he saw an oppression rising from the depths of its soul in its eyes.
A shadow, and deep within that shadow, ethereal tendrils were slowly extending. The smallest of them was the size of a planet.
The tendrils radiated an ancient and terrifying wisdom, along with a bottomless, eternal hunger.
The Swarm Lord had called in a high-level booster!
The Swarm Lord's consciousness went offline. Controlling it now was a part of the Hive Mind.
That consciousness was too vast; the Swarm Lord's body couldn't contain it.
The Hive Mind only projected a microscopic fraction into this vessel.
But just this tiny fraction completely changed the Swarm Lord's aura.
Not just it; on the battlefield, all living Tyranids stopped moving at the same instant.
They became a single entity, moving in unison, turning their heads to look at Zeke simultaneously.
Zeke put away his playful attitude. The Hive Mind, also known as the Great Devourer, was a collective intelligence emerging from trillions of Tyranid organisms.
The Imperium's scholars insisted the Hive Mind was just a complex animal without true intelligence.
But they were dead wrong. The Hive Mind was sentient, capable of thought, a ruthless thing that even the four Chaos Gods couldn't handle easily.
New Tyranids surged up, filling the path Zeke had just cleared with his sprint.
Zeke ate an Enchanted Golden Apple. Holding nothing back, he sprinted at full power. His lance swept past the Tyranids, striking toward the Swarm Lord.
The Swarm Lord raised its bone sabres, incredibly blocking horizontally before the lance arrived.
The lance paused for a moment, pulverizing the bone sabre into powder. That split-second delay gave the Swarm Lord an opportunity.
It swayed its body, which had a large hole in it, to the right, dodging Zeke's spear.
It dodged? Did the Hive Mind logging in boost the Overlord's reaction speed?
Zeke charged again. The Swarm Lord dodged once more, though it paid a price—another bone sabre was destroyed by Zeke.
Zeke began to think. He saw the Tyranid minions surging around him.
The gaps left by the bugs killed in his charge were being rapidly filled by new ones.
Zeke suddenly realized.
The Swarm Lord didn't dodge his spear through reaction speed, but through calculation power.
In the mind of the Hive Mind, every Tyranid was a point of light.
When Zeke sprinted, his lance killed all Tyranids in a straight line, extinguishing those lights in sequence.
The Hive Mind calculated the time difference between the lights going out and the distance between them, thereby calculating the lance's relative speed and direction, allowing it time to react.
So that's it. Zeke had to admire the Hive Mind. Only a creature with such broken calculation power could think of this solution.
Zeke had two options. First, stop charging in a straight line and switch to irregular directions.
But changing direction would lower speed, and the lance's damage would drop significantly.
In that case, Zeke chose the second method: kill every Tyranid except the Overlord. Let's see how you calculate then.
Zeke tightened his grip on the lance and ran at high speed with the Swarm Lord as the center.
Lap after lap, Zeke left a trail of afterimages in the air. These afterimages connected into a line, forming an ever-expanding circle.
The swarm around the Swarm Lord began to vanish in swathes.
That expanding circle was like an invisible blade; wherever it passed, everything was reduced to nothingness.
Tyranids were truly great for farming experience. After this run, he wouldn't have to worry about enchanting experience for a lifetime.
The people in the Angel's Fortress looked at the Tyranid battlefield and saw a sand tornado.
A large part of Baal's land was composed of sand and Zeke's high-speed circular movement kicked up a lot of it.
The sand spun in the air with the cyclone, gradually forming a sand tornado.
The mortals and Blood Angels of Baal saw that any Tyranid touched by the sand tornado would disappear.
Everyone on Baal understood a fact: the Tyranids were not invincible.
The Swarm Lord stood in the center of the sand tornado, roaring helplessly. It could only watch in its consciousness as more and more lights representing Tyranids extinguished.
How long passed? 10 seconds? 30 seconds? The sand tornado gradually came to a halt.
In the center, the Swarm Lord stood alone, a commander without an army.
It still waved its remaining four bone sabres and released psychic shockwaves, but there were no guards or swarm around it anymore. Nothing.
Only itself and Zeke.
Zeke stopped. He stood before the Swarm Lord and raised his lance.
The Swarm Lord finally captured Zeke's appearance, staring at his face. It wanted to remember this human.
The Tyranids were the most adaptable species in the universe. No matter how harsh the environment, no matter how strong the enemy...
It would always find a way. It would find a method to crack Zeke's high speed, then come again to kill this human hindering it from devouring this planet.
"The wailing of a loser."
Zeke aimed the lance at the Swarm Lord. The Swarm Lord didn't struggle anymore.
The Hive Mind controlling it had already calculated the outcome of this battle; futile struggling was unnecessary.
Zeke's final two thrusts pierced the Swarm Lord. He walked away without looking back. Behind him came the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.
Real men never look back at explosions...
Unless good loot drops.
A drop glowing with golden light fell from the Swarm Lord.
Zeke snapped his head back and eagerly used his super speed to pick up the drop.
[You can now craft all Minecraft Spawn Eggs and some Warhammer creature Spawn Eggs.]
Spawn Eggs were items usually only obtainable in Creative Mode, used to spawn corresponding creatures.
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Above Baal, countless flying Tyranid units like Gargoyles were retreating.
The battle was lost; the Hive Mind was recovering as much as possible.
Countless Capillary Towers stood on Baal, transporting the remaining biomass to the Tyranid hive ships overhead.
Zeke looked at the speed buff on himself. There was one last minute left. He pulled out TNT and gave a wicked grin.
Think you can come and go as you please?
TNT didn't do much damage to creatures, but it had an Minecraft characteristic: as long as it wasn't a blast-resistant block, it could blow up everything.
Sparks and lightning trailing behind him, Zeke connected all the Capillary Towers in his sight into a line, placing TNT.
With supplies provided by the Imperium, he had no shortage of TNT.
Zeke piled TNT in every corner of the Capillary Towers. The layers of TNT looked like strings of red fruit hanging on these structures that greedily devoured Baal's biomass.
After repeating this operation nearly a hundred times...
On the last Capillary Tower, Zeke took out a stone button, placed it next to a TNT block beside him, and pressed the button.
Rumble, rumble, rumble...
Hundreds of Capillary Towers exploded in succession. As the high towers collapsed, Zeke leaped down.
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Goal = 500 Powerstones.