The hivemind is conquering for me?

Jewel was talking stock of the planetary engagement as the leisurely floated her 27 bodies towards the front. With the additional chaos brought with her crashing her ships in to the planet, She estimated she had two days worth of fighting left in her on this planet before her losses began to curve out of her favour.

That was without using biomass of the fallen to replenish her troops, however. So in actuality, she had roughly three to four days of killing for the sake of killing, not that she would remain fully active here during that time for she had many other galactic engagements that could do with her attention. In the middle of her thought, she sighed satisfied as a warrior nearby had finally managed to taste the blood of a prey before its head got minced by a powerful projectile.

She was satisfied however, as without the use of her experiment, it would have taken her much longer to reach the front line with just her waves. Still, it was only the enemies frontlines, as she looked past the frontline, In higher and higher elevations hundreds of meters between. More prey began firing as her limbs came into their respective ranges of their myriad of weaponry.

Suddenly a short distance to her left, an agitator she was not controlling in her array suddenly experienced a Psionic backlash and writhed in agony for a moment before Jewel used her own energy to soothe its mind. The Agitator in question had just lost control of a couple hundred of warriors it was actively controlling into a chokepoint in an attempt to overrun that portion of the line. The agitator would have been fine if they died normally, but its Psionic link to the creatures was severed, causing the excruciatingly painful backlash.

Looking over towards the 'void' that appeared where her limbs suddenly dissapeared, Jewel spotted a female human with Purple hair expelling a truly impressive amount Psionic energy for an individual to wield.

Although her Apollo was amazing and the best thing to come out of this pitiful prey species, Jewel would wager that Apollo did not have 1/20th of the energy the female was currently expelling out of her.

'Though that being said, that is my judgement from the last time I witnessed him through his foresight... I should not have been so eager and tried to stick my tentacle through again... He has not opened it since, fearing I would mutilate myself again...Oh I love him so much, I hope he comes back into my true embrace soon.'

Her distracted thinking affected the warriors around her as they became sappy thinking about their love and actively stopped their attack for a moment. Upon realising what was happening, Jewel composed herself and let out a bit of her energy to empower her bio forms further a moment to make up for her mistake. Not that thinking about the beloved was ever a mistake.

Bringing her attention back towards the purple haired woman, Jewel thought about the link between purple hair and the strength of a Human and the correlation for a moment before she, with her consumed wisdom, figured out the woman's Psionic ability. Find exclusive stories on мѵʟ

"A Psionic nullification zone empowered by a concoction of emotions, the primary being anger and hate? Delicious. That more than explains why my lower castes are crumbling around her." As Jewel continued to watch the female a moment, salivating at the thought of consuming such a strong Psionic presence, she noticed an odd behaviour from the female.

Since throwing lower caste bio forms at her in mass would just be a waste of resources, Jewel lowered the volume which in turn gave the female a moment of respite. The woman instead of taking a moment to recover or regroup with the other strong Psionic beings who were racing towards her, stared right at the agitator array Jewel was currently embodying.

"Curious." Jewel thought as the longer the woman stared at her forms, the more powerful the female became. It seemed however, that the woman could not take all the power into her being though, as more of those wispy Energy tendril erupted out of her back and in return, expanded her nullification zone. "But Problematic."

The current bodies Jewel was inhabiting could not withstand the energy required by her to break through the nullification zone and kill the pesky female. Now that her allies had arrived close to her, though purposely avoiding the nullification zone, That part of the front was now in jeopardy on her part.

Fortunately for her, she had a surprise weapon in store that she had created in case of strong Psionic presences. Considering that the agitators can only communicate telepathically, Jewel highjacked one of the freethinkers that were running past and made it screech in a particular way that actually meant. 'Go now, the purple one needs to die.' Before releasing it to continue its charge. "Let us see if the female enjoys a taste of its own medicine." She thought, using another idiom her beloved Apollo had taught her.

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Gabrielle was furious! She knew those bastards had witnessed her, she could feel their eyes on the edge of her barrier, but she could do nothing. Despite her aura immobilising the smaller bugs, the more elite bugs can withstand her aura, though it does deplete their strength.

If she broke position too far, she would get swarmed by those elites, so she had to stay close to the frontline, too far away from her true target. Although her current actions were selfish in nature, doing what she was doing for the sake of revenge. Her very presence has lightened the load on this part of the battlefield allowing reinforcements to rendezvous here before reinforcing other parts of the line.

"Gabrielle, pull back! You are daydream killing again!" Alpha 2 yelled through the communication piece. Gabrielle came to realising she was finishing off the downed bugs without realising she was walking away from her position. After repositioning herself, She noticed that a group of elite basilisk queen guards were heading her way.

"Finally done having a look huh?" She smirked and braced herself for a bloodbath. However, just as the elites were about to hit her nullification zone, Gabrielle was suddenly hit with a huge wave of nausea. She recovered quickly however, and had to at that as she suddenly felt danger directly to her left.

From out of nowhere, a creature suddenly manifested itself and was swinging down two gigantic bone swords straight towards Gabrielle. Fortunately only her outer power was being limited, so her anger and rage was still powering her body.

Within a hairs breath, she dodged the first descending sword and with her two Damatrium hook swords, blocked the second, sending her flying backwards towards the rest of her squad.

When she got back to her feet, her swords, that were inherently shock absorbent, were still vibrating causing an awful feeling in her arms. She was then brought to by Alpha 4 saying. "What the fuck is that?"

Jewel did not have much to work with while creating this stalker. The whole planet was barren of life expect for her and these humans. As a result, she could not make an Apex stalker like Onyx, but she could make one pretty close to that criteria.

Standing 6 meters tall, The stalker was white with tan accents. It had two legs, which Jewel stole the template from Apollo's augmentations, but heavily improved on it and gave the stalker clawed feet. A large heavy plated, muscular torso that munitions were just pinging off, two arms with clawed hands that were wielding 2 meter long bone swords each and finally a head that looked like a twisted humans with razor sharp needle like teeth and dozens of eyes giving it all around vision.

Beta 8 grimaced at the disgusting visage as he said. "Ugh! It looks almost human if you will forgive the comparison." The child sized man could barely look at the creature and was already queasy from the Sonic attack earlier.

"A twisted disgusting interpretation of a human. "Alpha 4 replied. "Well whatever it is, it dies today." Alpha 2 said readying her minigun. An unknown new enemy type that sent the strongest member of her team flying, alongside the hundreds of thousands of swarms bio forms as reinforcements. Things were about to get messy and that was putting it lightly.

Meanwhile, the newly born stalker was sizing up its designated prey. 'Camouflage capabilities suppressed by Primary target. Nullifications cancelling each other out. Head on engagement will not work, cannot stand still much longer, higher calibre weaponry being directed towards thorax. Conclusion, battle of attrition. Chip away at them and make them tire. Feeble unevolved bodies will tire and possibly bleed out making for an easy kill."

While think over her strategy, The stalker had allowed a group of freethinkers to charge in first as additional support before it jumped to its left, dodging a high yield explosive from a Large metal walking contraption before swelling up its legs with an insane amount of kinetic power before sprinting towards her prey to begin her attack.