Ch.155155. For Mother

His face wore a ghastly smile, and his suit had somehow transformed, now featuring red accents in various places. The folding scimitar in his hand had already turned crimson.

Though the agents were startled by 777-3’s obvious betrayal, they were professionals among professionals.

[…Take her down first.]

After 777-1 expelled her from their neural network and reached this conclusion, all agents began to surround and approach 777-3, intending to subdue her first and then interrogate her afterward.

777-3 was fundamentally a close-combat psychic user of the technique+speed type, who masterfully combined physical enhancements with telekinesis to slice through monsters with her thin folding scimitar.

Since speed equals mass and destructive power, her blade strikes could cut through inadequate defenses in a single slash, and she moved too quickly for slow attacks to even hit her.

While she generally had an advantage against balanced-type psychic users as a close-combat specialist… she also had definite counters.

[777-15!]

[Yes, sir!]

The team’s only heavy-armored close-combat psychic user, 777-15, deployed the liquid-form powered suit contained within his regular suit and charged forward.

Though many functions had been sacrificed in the liquefaction process for convenience, its defensive capabilities were nearly identical to 777-15’s regular suit—a true technological marvel.

They planned to use him as their vanguard, confident that 777-3’s demonstrated skills and blade power would likely fail to penetrate his defenses. But here’s a question:

Would 777-3, who until moments ago had shared all information as their comrade, fail to anticipate this?

“Hello~!”

Woooong!!!

Suddenly, she bent down to lift the severed upper body of a new-type monster lying on the ground, thrust her hand into the back of its head, and the monster, as if still alive, raised and fired a particle weapon.

The output was so intense that it overloaded the monster’s energy to the point of weapon disintegration, instantly penetrating even the reactive semi-transparent protective barrier.

777-15, unable to react to such a sudden attack, had his torso pierced by the blue beam from the particle weapon, becoming an example of what happens to humans hit by particle weapons.

The areas directly penetrated by the beam vanished without a trace, while the hole in his chest gradually expanded as the particalization energy traveled along the contacted areas.

Like water seeping into wood, this particalization energy didn’t just affect the torso—it flowed from armor to flesh, from flesh to bone, decomposing everything in its path.

Within seconds, the upper body of the fallen corpse settled like dissipating dust, and as the agents communicated through their shared network—

“You’re.Next.Darling~♡!”

With an expression and voice that showed she had gone completely mad, 777-3 began attacking the agents, leaping off psychic platforms she created in mid-air.

Clang!

“Oh my, you blocked it?”

“How long do you think I’ve been watching you, 777-3!”

However, her opponents were agents who had survived dozens of life-threatening situations together.

In a situation with 16 opponents of equal caliber, even 777-3 with her few tricks could only hold out for so long, so she made a decision.

“Hmm… I don’t want to take it off, but I guess I have to.”

Swoosh.

With those words, 777-3 activated the one-touch removal function of her form-fitting adamantium bodysuit and threw it off in one motion.

Since the bodysuit also functioned as underwear, she clearly wore nothing underneath and was now naked. Most agents were startled by this sudden action, but their surprise didn’t affect their movements.

While her combat stance was broken as she removed the bodysuit, the agents attacked without hesitation, swinging weapons and firing psychic blasts—

“—?!!!!”

In an instant, there was nothing where she had been, and their attacks merely sliced through empty air.

And immediately after, 777-1 heard a strange sound by his ear, like meat being carved.

—Slash!

Only when he heard the thud of severed flesh hitting the ground did he realize it was the sound of all his subordinate agents being dismembered.

“You, you…”

Since this was clearly not a scene that could be created by a mere high-class mercenary or monster-level agent, 777-1 turned around with an almost creaking stiffness when he sensed a presence behind him—

“Ah, how refreshing!”

Crunch!

Behind him, naked 777-3 stood with unnaturally clean skin against the blood-soaked field, smiling brightly as she fed 777-2’s head to a mouth at the end of a tentacle protruding from her back.

Indeed, 777-3’s current state resembled a human form overlaid with various monster body parts.

Two pairs of black horns similar to a goat’s grew from her head, her eyes had black sclera with golden irises, all her teeth had become sharp and pointed, while the edges of her face seemed covered in scales.

Both arms had transformed into spiky forms up to the elbows as if wearing long gloves, her legs had changed all the way to the thighs, and her feet had reverse-jointed structures with hooves.

A tail made of armored segments grew from above her hip bone, and dozens of tentacles sprouted from her back, chewing on things too disturbing to imagine.

As the crowning touch, a yellow eye with surrounding flesh had grown between her modest breasts. Anyone who couldn’t deduce her identity from this sight would be a fool.

A monster—she was a monster.

Since who knows when, 777-3 had undoubtedly been a monster.

In truth, it wasn’t particularly strange for monsters to act intelligently.

According to the civilization scale classification commonly used throughout the galaxy, monsters belonged to a transcendent civilization three levels higher than humanity’s interstellar civilization, making them more than capable of various covert operations.

So while the existence of monsters disguised as humans was entirely possible, the reason 777-1 was so confused was simple:

How was this possible?

How could a field agent in the Triple Single Number Department—the most strictly managed section even within the Order, whose entry methods weren’t officially disclosed—be a monster disguised as a human?

No matter how well a monster might disguise itself, it would be impossible to pass all the genetic tests and mandatory modification procedures required to become an official agent, and even if substituted, the mental network in the brain couldn’t be fooled.

The network, both a tool and a means for agents, would detect even the slightest anomaly during inspection—”

“Ah, you mean that?”

When 777-3 said this, the startled 777-1 suddenly realized he had been voicing his thoughts out loud for some time.

“W-what is this…!!!”

Based on the circumstances, 777-3 had somehow placed a suggestion—a form of mental attack—on him, a field agent who had undergone everything from hypnosis to physical procedures to counter various mental psychic attacks.

Even though she had just slaughtered 15 high-class mercenary-level agents in an instant, physically blocking—ugh?!!!”

Again. Once again, he found himself under hypnosis without realizing when it had happened.

The situation was beyond his brain’s ability to understand or accept, driving 777-1 to the brink of madness.

And at that very moment.

“I see, then I’ll.tell.you.the.answer♡.”

“Mmph!”

Before he could react, he was tightly bound by vivid, intestine-like tentacles that she pulled from her abdomen.

His arms were raised above his head, his entire body wrapped like a mummy, and one tentacle entered his mouth, positioning him so he could only look forward and breathe.

777-3 approached the completely restrained 777-1 with seductive movements, brought her face close to his, pressed her eyes directly against his—

[—AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!]

Immediately after, his soul began to scream psychically, making only strange sounds through the tentacle in his mouth, until suddenly falling silent.

“Success… indeed.”

The changed 777-1, now released from restraint, briefly moved his body before smiling at 777-3 and saying:

“I look forward to working with you—for Mother.”

“For Mother.”