The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2445 Hitomi

This kind of backbreaking work is all about working yourself to the bone. The demolition team never complains and doesn't ask for a penny of overtime pay. Give them a meal and they'll roll themselves back into the furnace for a fresh start.

Although the onslaught of various colossal reptiles continues, and even though their acid, poison, and energy attacks have made the world as colorful as the aurora borealis, it is becoming increasingly difficult to effectively impact the overall KPI output of the giant dog.

Nourished by high-quality feed such as the vesicle layer and the basal fluid layer, and with the benefits of the laws of war and the detriment of the definition of false gods, the four dogs' average size increased by one and a half times. They were all high on timi, and the reptiles, which were born two levels lower than the dogs, could not break through the crude and simple dog defense line no matter how fierce they were. Often, under a fierce round of concentrated fire, the four dogs would not even see themselves fall down and would be fully healed and revived.

The more violently the dual-threaded meat grinder operates, the more ferociously the cancerous and mutated tissue grows and expands. Its menacing appearance seems to conjure up some huge and terrifying monster. Its infectivity is so strong that even Big Dog and Little Dog show signs of being dissolved by it, leaving them with severely shortened lifespans and drastically reduced innate life bars.

Li Cang: "emmmm"

This level of abstraction is truly unprecedented for him. So, these unknown four dogs have such potential? Even if they still can't overcome the limitations of their rank, only their opponents can truly understand how outrageous their behavior as "normies on the battlefield" is.

The orbital path continues, and time is running out. Therefore, the Mage is almost recklessly trying to break through the multi-layered, complex insectoid star core. This is a wanted order issued by the little brat himself, openly and without pretense. Anyone who misses it will regret it. In his dying moments, he would rather hang himself from a tree in the southeast.

Strangely, despite such a massive demolition effort, the thing deep within the insectoid star core remained unmoved. In other words, while it cleverly taught itself a lesson, the anti-intellectual power of the Great Thunder Dragon Set's Shadow Authority and Night Crown Power were definitely not enough to cripple it with a single lightning strike.
Persuaded?

Impossible! That's impossible!
The Corpse Weaver and the Medicine Demon, two divine beings, fought to the death without flinching. How could a mere human subordinate, with such meager self-respect, self-confidence, and self-love, possibly ascend to godhood?

"Quickly, this guy's up to something!"

With a single slap, Li Cang pulled himself inside the head of a massive, double-breasted, single-sided centipede that was over a thousand meters long. The yellowish-green, self-luminous tofu-like substance instantly underwent organic changes due to the intrusion of the foreign object. In any case, it was unclear whether the substance was brain matter or not, but it directly evolved into a cluster of thin, spider-web-like, tough tentacles of bluish-white color. This thing seemed to be imbued with a certain "breakability." Li Cang's skin and flesh were so fragile in front of this thing that they were practically non-existent, and they were squeezed to the bone.

However, the real body is not so easy to deal with.

The next second, the parts of the tentacles that touched Li Cang began to change color rapidly, turning from clear white to blood-red in the blink of an eye. They continued to spread and corrode in all directions along the energy traces in the tentacles. The intricate and dense network was like a series of highways leading in all directions. The poor centipede couldn't even last until the third second, nor could it save itself by severing its head. Its entire body, as well as its other intact heads, melted under the power of the three phases.

Wow~
When it fell to the ground, its massive body burst open like a balloon filled with hot water, and the cancerous mutations, like a rapidly expanding clump of mycelium, radiated indiscriminately and purposefully towards all living things in all directions.

The cancerous and malformed tissues, deprived of nutrients, are being siphoned off by the core, resulting in a second outbreak of nutrient depletion. When everything comes to a stop, the entire "mycelium" structure has expanded to a diameter of tens or hundreds of kilometers, resembling a blind eyeball that has collapsed internally.

Each vein of the grayish-white mycelium is strung with more than one reptile or four-dog creature. The meandering of each vein points to the next mutated life form. Whether it is a four-dog creature or a reptile, all of them have completely lost all signs of life, leaving only an empty, brittle shell. Even the bones are gone. From a distance, this deathly stillness is like a flourishing flower, swaying gracefully and vividly.

“My lord,” Sherry peeked out, speaking with the intonation of a Russian reciting poetry, “My dearest master, have you ever considered this possibility? If you were willing to completely weaponize yourself and infect the entire world, perhaps the insectoid infestation would collapse on its own. 'Don't let the good stuff go to outsiders.' That's what you Chinese people say, right?”

"That's a very good suggestion. Which spine are you referring to?"

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See, this is the benefit of having relevant contingency plans. No matter when or what happens, I have at least two and a half spines that I can use to selectively execute the relevant contingency plans. So here's the question, Ms. Shirley: what about you?

Although there are no teammates to mess with for the time being, the fun of teasing Ms. Sherry is something that cannot be told to outsiders. The magician swung the bar with great satisfaction, and his movements were quite bold and unrestrained. He looked so heroic!
"No, give us some upbeat background music, quick!"

True feelings are as vast as the grasslands.

"cut!"

"I respectfully called him that Ox-Headed and Horse-Face King!"

“(〃￣︶￣)”

Before the paper had even finished burning, the mage, who was already busy digging up graves, finally succeeded in breaking through the solidified base liquid layer and the third layer of crust two hours later.

In fact, there are things inside this third layer of crust. There are countless large pieces dug out from the solidified layer, but unfortunately, all of these things have turned into very new fossils in the matrix fluid that cannot be exposed to natural light or wind, and they are in a peaceful state.

"As expected." Li Cang squinted at the bright light, feeling the bloody wind, its activity reduced due to deeper repression, "This thing is also creating its own world of rules."

The abnormal solidification of the matrix liquid ocean is quite telling. Just like the struggle between the Corpse Weaver and the Medicine Ghost for subordinate authority over the Mu God Land, just like the domain-level evolutionary domain, one of the conditions for divine life to ignite the divine fire is likely to be the creation of a divine kingdom of their own.

The world beneath this layer is drastically different from the previous three. It's almost a complete self-sustaining ecosystem. Various plants, animals, water sources, and geological formations, all born from a unique source of power belonging to the insectoid star core, thrive beneath the rumbling, incessantly radiant clouds. Where Li Cang lands, there's even a thick layer of humus; fallen dead trees grow mycelium, and algae in the water emit dense bubbles. However, everything here is deadly poisonous to normal humans and even to normal mutated life forms. Even mages can feel obvious discomfort; the extreme exclusivity is blatant and undisguised. Fourth layer, fifth layer, sixth layer.
Up to the ninth floor.

Li Cang encountered "intelligent" life forms on this level, which could be broadly divided into two forms: one was reptiles with exoskeletons, not much different from the reptiles on the outermost layer, except that they were smaller and usually did not crawl, but rather stood upright like snakes, their two-thirds of their bodies coiled up. Their compound eyes shimmered with a lively depth, their mouthparts emitted complex and well-defined hisses, and they had their own unique aesthetic sense when it came to wearing gold and silver. The other form was more complex and could be further divided into two forms. One was a mollusk with a single head and many legs, round-headed and round-headed, like a terrestrial octopus, with azure eyes and a body surface that shone with an extremely brilliant source energy glow, at least at the intensity of the fifth or sixth stage. The other was shaped like a spider, with a skin, but without an endoskeleton or an exoskeleton.

However, it seems that reptiles and octopus have considerable dominance over this spider-like alien intelligent life form. They undertake almost all the lowly tasks of maintaining the ecosystem of their species, such as eating and cleaning up garbage, planting and raising livestock, and serving as sacrificial animals.

Yes, they are worshipping that divine being, Atharva Phobos, a multi-faceted figure sculpted from special gemstones, adorned with magnificent robes, temples, sacrificial animals, prayer texts, scriptures, and attendants burning incense.

Atharva Phobos sits atop a mountain temple, the largest of which is somewhat humanoid, sacred and majestic, manifesting as a multifaceted, three-headed, six-armed form, standing on floating clouds, surrounded by giant pythons, with a halo above its head; another is enigmatic, its head also human, but composed of endless reptiles and serpents piled up to form two connected pyramid-shaped bodies, with snakes and worms coiling and twisting like blooming black lotuses beneath its torso; and yet another is entirely in the form of a mollusk, with an octopus head and extremely large eyeballs, carved from two single, mutated, and differently colored gemstone crystals with diameters exceeding one hundred meters, with even more high-energy, fine crystal fragments forming the totems and runes engraved on its head and tentacles.

but
There's another sculpture next to the three, but it's basically just a base. Judging from its structure and appearance, it's safe to say that this thing belongs to the spider clan. Hmm, so even in this kind of idyllic paradise, the consequences of losing a power struggle between religion and politics are just as tragic.

While the Mage was busy staring wide-eyed, trying to figure out how much those things above his head were worth, several races, seemingly oblivious to everything else, were also busy with their own tasks: arranging troops, dealing with external threats, and maintaining order.

In just about six minutes, the first wave of attack was organized. As expected, it was the spider race, with bodies ranging from three to five meters in length, wielding blade-like limbs, spewing poisonous smoke and slime, and rushing towards the point of collapse of the sky like a large group of cartwheels.

then
The two mutated races behind them had even prepared their own weapons. The root systems, which resembled flesh and blood intertwined, grew out of their tribes, twisting and coiling into tower-like structures, brewing an extremely tragic aura. When those complex and incompatible energy pulses roared and plowed over, Your Excellency the Mage couldn't help but feel a sense of déjà vu.

Another dog in the world.

Let's settle the copyright fee first.

The Spider Clan bore the heavy responsibility of the first round of concentrated fire, much like the four dogs under the Twin Tyrants. It wasn't exactly a tragic situation, but rather a testament to how the struggle for the crown prince's position has always been.

The energy beams ignited the spider assault team in a spectacular display, like igniting countless oxygen candles. Their bodies melted in the flames, leaving countless horrific scorch marks on the ground. Before unleashing a bloody frenzy against the sea of ​​dogs, only tens of thousands of spiders remained out of hundreds of thousands.

There was no contamination, and no secondary explosion.

But beneath those marks, the earth was rumbling and trembling violently, with soil and rocks churning up, as if some enormous object was moving past and about to burst forth from the ground.

"Boom~"

Endless tendrils surged forth at the summoning of the branded runes, like the roots of an upside-down tree revealing only the tip of an iceberg, confined to a small circle formed by the brand. These roots intertwined and climbed together, each covered with dense vesicles and closed structures resembling eyes.

The vesicles were activated first, exploding and ejecting in a chaotic storm, which then formed a massive wave that swept in. Immediately afterwards, the closed structures resembling eyes or mouths opened, spewing out beams of energy of varying thickness and murky color.

"This kind of fighting is quite novel."

Li Cang quickly started recording the pre-set prayer, afraid of missing such a scene. You might not believe it, but our Mage Lord is currently engaged in a well-organized, coordinated, and tactically deployed near-modern war against a group of mutated life forms. Well, calling it a postmodern war wouldn't be wrong either.

"Boom~"

There's no way to hide; even making a move would be considered undignified.

Even with your pitiful agility, Mage, you couldn't dodge attacks of this density, speed, and coverage even with a Wind Spirit Moon Shadow.

All the red, blue, and green hard vesicles were detonated by the energy beams at the point of collapse above Li Cang's head and in the sky, triggering an ecological reaction. The terrifying energy wind directly cut off and evaporated the cascading Dog Sea Waterfall in mid-air. The vast mushroom cloud even expanded the collapse area several times over, crashing directly into the upper surface and tearing out a patch of white land with wisps of gray smoke.

"Pooh"

A few seconds later, Li Cang, who had taken a hard blow to the face, got up again, spitting out a mouthful of dust and dirt. From around his mouth, one could clearly see strands of bright and eye-catching strange color spreading from his blood vessels to his entire head.

However, this supposedly potent and vicious toxin failed to achieve its intended effect.

The Mage is now completely integrated with the Poisonous Demon. The first-hand poison, directly derived from divine life, will not allow any substance or energy similar to poison to proliferate in Li Cang's body. That would be tantamount to encroaching on its territory and desecrating its divinity. Even the esteemed Medicine Demon is probably still struggling to survive inside the Corpse Weaver's belly.