The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2446 Investing in the Enemy, Sustainable Investing in the Enemy

In short, poison is to Li Cang what gambling is to Lao Wang—a seamless, inseparable union. As the saying goes, as long as I'm a pile of shit, no one can step on my head; as long as I'm useless, no one can use me. Just as Lao Wang said when he shut down the master of the lair: Why is your body, overflowing with the desires of all lowly creatures, empty inside this filthy shell? Why has none of it left a trace deep within your heart?
"Boom~"

The sound of Bone Girl landing was almost like a ramming machine, splashing up mud and rocks like waves. Before she could even land, she was devoured by the black and white plague clouds. The remains of henchmen, various reptiles, and spider-men on the ground were forcibly raised and intertwined, forming clumps of plague servants that barely resembled the form of abominations.

At least hundreds of thousands of plague servants, whose mere appearance was enough to drain the sanity of any ordinary human, crept stealthily through the dark fog, silently turning each spider-man into a short, agonizing scream. Beneath the thick fog, everywhere could be heard the rustling sounds of flesh being gnawed, tendons being torn apart, and bones being chewed.

Then, the snake concubine entered the scene.

Between the tranquil "white clouds" and "black soil," a fierce, intense metallic storm erupted. A hurricane of metallic particles, carrying fine, lifelike plasma radiation, swept past. Wherever the storm reached, everything shone with a blinding light. Even more dazzling than this was the Blade Girl's chilling blade light, which, as far as the eye could see, snaked and grotesque like lightning, destroying everything in its path. The severed limbs scattered in all directions were instantly vaporized by the metallic storm.

Qiu Goukun's deep, humming breath shook the ground. Before the attack even arrived, people or things struggling to survive in the metallic wind were pulled weightless by the inexplicable pulling force during the energy accumulation, and floated into the air with their claws outstretched, disappearing suddenly at the same time as the breath storm that stretched straight across the sky.

The breath had ceased, but its power was evident. The breath, whose initial width was measured in kilometers, radiated in a fan shape, with an angle reaching a terrifying 30 degrees or more. The plowed ground was transformed into a deep and bright river of boiling lava. Even though these indigenous people, who worshipped the gods, had a powerful field shield protecting their settlements, the area was still cleaved in two. The scorched patterns, like lightning strikes, twisted and eroded outwards from the cut, densely covering the ground, buildings, and living things.

Compared to the commotion caused by the twin tyrants, Bone Sister, Blade Sister, and the even larger serpent Qiu Gou Kun, the matchmaker Ling'er was incredibly shy. The Silver Ridge Beast, with its body over two hundred meters long, moved as lightly as a plump cloud, even bouncing softly when it landed.

However, when the mighty, turbid torrent descended from the horizon, and when the cold wind that directly eroded life energy silently froze everything, it was already too late. The gloom of life essence and the more abstract and metaphysical soul being sucked away instantly enveloped everyone's heads.

Including His Excellency the Magician himself.

The Silver Ridge Behemoth's freezing and exploitation priorities are so high that they can even affect the feeding and erosion rate of the Tri-phase Power. The servants of fate are born hungry and need to be fed. It's okay if the old father is hungry, but the Silver Ridge Behemoth is still a child. It is at the age when it is growing.

Just as Li Cang's vision went black, Liliana, with her snake tail snaking out from some hidden corner, seemed to have no effect on it whatsoever, as if the rules of subspace barriers, jumps, and disturbances had never posed any real constraint: "Firewood, top-quality firewood!"

Liliana's eyes transformed from their anthropomorphic form into a deep, dark black, then a vertical line appeared, followed by a crescent-shaped curve in the pupil, and even a few strange horns that peeked out from beneath her flowing black hair.

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The Great Demon of Purgatory was clearly a little excited, to the point that she almost homogenized the skin she had painstakingly obtained from Letishia.

The ground at the center of the battlefield, along with the plague clouds, metallic brilliance, and ice above, silently collapsed into a huge, perfectly round hole. There were no vortexes, no sounds, no force fields; matter and energy simply collapsed downwards out of thin air, refracting into multiple layers on the walls of the Abyss Well and extending downwards until they disappeared from sight.

The frigid flames of purgatory surged, seizing all vibrant colors. The rules of this world, which rightfully belonged to the divine rulers, were being visibly eroded and rewritten. It seemed as if some unknowable force was forcibly cutting it off, making this already riddled world even more incomplete.

Faced with Liliana's offer to work overtime, Li Cang really couldn't refuse her kind offer, so he reluctantly waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's release Six Dogs!"

Liliana's voice was sweet and charming: "As you wish, Master~"

Ms. Shirley scoffed, "Vixen! Scoundrel!"

Li Cang: "?"

However, let me just say that this divine being, whose very name sounds like a hybrid, this Atharva Phobos, and this selfless act of actively contributing to the enemy's war effort are truly heartwarming. The High Priest of the Divine Kingdom Express or America's Flash Delivery are all inferior to this revolutionary comrade. Even Lu Xun once said that it's easy to add flowers to brocade but difficult to provide charcoal in the snow. This pre-battle mobilization is a million times more effective than the pre-battle mobilization of the sorcerer. How dignified and grand in scale!

At this time, the surface of the insect's star core.

Old Wang stared at the enormous, progressively wider hole, and based on the state of infection and the characteristics of the few surviving organisms, he could completely deduce how Li Cang's messy buffs had accumulated step by step: "That bastard directly caused secondary evolution, huh? Hah, wherever he goes, he's a walking, talking, self-aiming cancer bullet! Besides your dad, who else loves you like this? Come on~"

When Lao Wang plunged in headfirst, he felt incredibly dashing and cool, completely unaware of just how outrageous the scene of his flesh being buffeted by the wind was.

Old Wang didn't care about anything like gravitational acceleration, since he didn't know how to calculate it anyway. All he could hear was the howling of energy winds and lightning, and he felt an endless wave of pain crashing over him. The hammer in his hand was lured into writhing like a living thing. Old Wang felt like an electromagnetic cannonball being gradually accelerated and empowered by its orbit. The violent energy gathering intensified within his body, and he was already high before even entering combat mode.

"Holy crap! This is heaven! It's so awesome—"

"Kara!"

Master Wang's strange screams stopped abruptly, as he had rammed the solidified matrix layer into a spiderweb-like collapse with a diameter of over fifty meters.

He glanced around furtively, then patted his behind and got up dejectedly.

After running wildly for dozens of miles, Old Wang finally found the place where the earth had collapsed. With a face full of grit, he performed a second leap, another leap of faith with a mysterious beauty.

thump.

After experiencing two stalls and changes in gravity, he seemed to have quickly reached the so-called star core.

The air, sticky like uncured paint, stung his throat. Old Wang retched a few times, instinctively trying to widen his eyes, but quickly abandoned this pointless action, instead searching for everything with a painfully peeled-away vision.

There wasn't a single living thing in the thick fog filled with pain and torment. Or rather, this thing gave Lao Wang the feeling that it was like a living thing that had been pulverized and each particle had become an independent microscopic gaseous or liquid life, no, a suspended liquid life. Lao Wang thought of another high-end and sophisticated knowledge point and continued to feel smug about his vast knowledge reserves.

"Bang!" He was hit hard on the head.

Old Wang was completely stunned by the beating. He stared blankly with wide, lifeless eyes, futilely exercising his biological instincts.

"boom!"

This beating was even more powerful and heavy than the last one. Old Wang was almost sent flying through the air, spitting out a mouthful of blood several feet long. But that wasn't the point. Before he even landed, he had already done a somersault to adjust his position, and with a flick of his hammer, he wiped off five or seven pounds of flesh from half of his arm, skin and all.

The landing of that lump of dead flesh was like igniting a fuse. The evil fire exploded and expanded in all directions like a volcanic eruption. The deep green dispelled the thick, sticky suspension, and also revealed the creatures hidden in the liquid mist.

On the ground was a mass of rapidly shriveled, dehydrated, and calcified flesh. Further away was a similarly shriveled and decaying corpse, with dehydrated shreds of flesh buried in the crevices of the bones. The once crystal-clear, jade-like bones had now been corroded and mottled with "rust," and some places looked as if they had been gnawed by rats, riddled with holes.

This thing was draped in a robe made of solidified bone, and its bones were engraved with eerie, glowing gray-black totem characters. The tattered robe trailed on the ground, corroding large patches of patterns that would make any demon or evil spirit dizzy.

"Fuck your mother!" Old Wang was speechless, but then burst out laughing: "Cangcangzi?"

"Ho ho ho"

The thing's throat trembled, emitting a shrill howl like metal scraping, and the little flesh left on its body peeled away further, writhing on the ground like tiny worms.

As soon as it reached out, Old Wang immediately felt a tightness in his anus and was propelled away with astonishing agility completely disproportionate to his size. As for the spot where he had originally stood, the ground was torn apart and the soil and rocks were ripped apart, and it was occupied by a flower of flesh and bones with a diameter of more than a hundred meters.

A short while later, the eerie flower began to bear fruit, some of which were eyes, ears, mouth, nose, heart, liver, spleen, and stomach. Heart-wrenching wails spread out an corrosive force field that was clearly visible to the naked eye, like a tidal wave. The ground was rapidly corroded, evolving into a sticky, fleshy paste, and even the air was filled with crimson, fluffy tissue drifting downwards.

Old Wang's golden—no, no, the ferocious dragon robe stained green by the evil fire—decayed in an instant like a candle flickering in the wind, its surface corroded with scarlet patterns, turning from a dazzling divine garment into a plain, tattered rag.

"Ho!"

The thing that was somewhat humanoid missed its target. Its bony tentacles twitched beneath its robes and glided forward with lightning speed. A huge, ferocious, dark bony thorn condensed from its raised bony claw, just like the thorny hedgehog.

With a loud bang, the hammer and spikes burst forth with a large amount of plasma and fel fire. The surging air currents and energy winds scraped away a layer of the ground, stirring up the liquid mist outside the hemispherical cavity eroded by the fel fire.

The bony spikes shattered instantly, and the hammer rammed into the opponent's sternum.

However, it was as if some key button had been activated, and it became visibly alive. Abnormal tissue began to grow rapidly from between the bones, and a huge amount of pale bone veins surged out of the shattered chest cavity, instantly wrapping around Ye Hammer and Lao Wang layer by layer, like a giant cocoon.

"Screw you, that's enough already!"

The fel fire roared and tore everything apart, while the lukewarm, lingering flames continued to burn the opponent's body, and the already shrill howls echoed even more violently.

"What the hell are you?"

Old Wang's hammer was itching to move, showing signs of turning into tentacles at any moment. After just a couple of moves, he could tell that this thing was definitely not Li Cang. Well, it's not that Li Xiaocang wouldn't risk his life in a state of madness after years of father-son brotherhood and deep affection, but rather that the evil fire was just a tickle to that kind of pervert. How could it howl so horribly?

He weighed the hammer in his hand, and Old Wang grinned maliciously. "You little bastard, whether it's imitation or plagiarism, what kind of big scene haven't we men seen? You even caught the second-tier Cang teacher's form, huh? With his utterly depraved power attributes, do you really think you can handle it? Let me tell you, if I don't come, your whole body will be rotten to the core, right?"

"Come on, here comes the big magic wand. Show it to me so I can have a good feel for it!"

"Why don't you try switching to the second stage?"

That unpopular mage has a threshold personality evolved from the power of the three phases to hold his own. Old Wang is very curious about what kind of thing this copycat can come up with based on the second-tier personality. Don't tell me it's a skeleton personality. How pathetic is that? If Bone Sister doesn't give you a full head of bumps.
As it turns out, Lao Wang's team, which focuses on creating a certain atmosphere on the battlefield, has an absolutely perfect grasp of the situation.

Even this thing, whose mind was still in a state of chaos and confusion, was intensified by his words. Boundless flowers of flesh and bone bloomed, and the terrifying penetrating power instantly corrected the entire space. Old Wang's life energy was materially extracted, and the scarlet, blood-like life essence leaked out from every pore, gathered, and surged into a mighty river, endlessly being devoured by the other party.

Visibly, the mutilated corpse began to grow flesh and blood wildly, and the exposed flesh and blood had a crystal-clear color and texture, white with red, red with black, and black with green.

"Ho!"

The other party suddenly hesitated, then flew into a rage, roaring loudly as its jagged bone claws frantically tore at the newly grown flesh.

Clearly, it's too late.

The lingering green tinge within the opponent's newly formed flesh suddenly began to multiply uncontrollably, writhing like countless worms within the flesh, devouring something and releasing even more—

"boom!"