The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2482 Maggie: Give Me a Girlfriend Meeting?
A mushroom cloud of plague suddenly roared and exploded, interrupting the two's chanting. The clear rose and the turbid descended, dividing the heavens and earth into two colors. Then, the corpses all stood up with a whoosh. They spewed eerie green and deep evil fire from their mouths, their limbs twisted unnaturally, and their subcutaneous muscles moved like worms. Accompanied by the sharp metallic stretching sound of steel bars being twisted, the corpses were dripping with viscous corpse fluid, rapidly progressing from flawless, leathery, wet corpses to madness and decay.

The poor followers were completely absorbed in their work, never dreaming that the traditional skill of the mage's team was that the enemy was a bunch of idiots and the teammates were worse than pigs and dogs, and the whole team was starving. The horrific scene was like a huge bombshell, almost shaking everyone's brains. They stretched their necks and vomited all over the ground, making it even more disgusting, horrifying, and vomiting-inducing. For a moment, everyone was cursing loudly.

"Get out, get out!"

"You fucking vomited on my feet!"

"Get away from me, ouch, my clothes!"

While lamenting the fragility of human nerves, Li Cang clicked his tongue at the slightly empty pit where the plague servants had crawled out: "See? This thing is bound by a force field. Only the part you tore open transformed into a servant of fate."

"Hmm, I think," Old Wang said absentmindedly, squatting side by side with Li Cang beside the pit, like when they were kids fishing for toads together. "I think that after pain is stripped of its links, it might evolve to the point where it can manifest pain. You know, I can't really explain it, but it's like being able to extract and project the most painful memories from your life, you know? Just now, those things were flashing through my head like a carousel, I could almost see how they all died."

Li Cang clicked his tongue: "If you put it that way, have you noticed a particularly interesting phenomenon? It seems that we have taken on the responsibility of birth, aging, sickness, and death all by ourselves. If we were to put it in terms of metaphysics, at the very least, this would be a pattern that conceals the secrets of heaven!"

"What are you saying!" Old Wang scoffed. "You've narrowed your perspective. Think about it again. Do you really think there's no separation from loved ones, encountering those you hate, not getting what you want, or the five aggregates burning intensely? Ha, you're not just obscuring the secrets of heaven, you're practically defying fate!"

"emmmm"

"Stop fucking 'emmmm,' there's something up there!"

"I know."

"So what the hell are you waiting for?"

“CD.”

"Stop talking nonsense!" Old Wang said, "This tree doesn't absorb any of the life force extracted from it by the Frozen Domain, and the metallic wind energy of the Serpent is like scraping its skin. With neither Si Gouzi nor Liu Gouzi around, what can you do besides running over here all the time and getting covered in their saliva?"

The flesh-and-blood plant stood before them, its trunk a sheer, precipitous cliff, its curve barely visible in the far distance. Faced with such a colossal creature, whether it possessed a self-sustaining force field or not, it would become an existence that inspires despair. Even with the unreasonable power of the mage's three phases, its erosion cycle would be delayed to a scale that required the lifespan of an ordinary human as the basic unit.

Li Cang stood up: "A tall tree catches the wind."

"Hmm?" Old Wang smacked his lips. "Oh, you damn bastard, you're trying to dig a hole in this godforsaken place again?"

"Hey~ what are you saying~" Li Cang's words carried a profound sense of enlightenment, as if he had finally realized the importance of saving money and spending it wisely: "A geomantically auspicious place! Understand?"

"Ah, right, right!" Old Wang replied perfunctorily, patting the tree trunk. "So here's the question: we know that Brother Niu, the hooded woman, and that group of near-domain experts aren't interested in this junk. So how do you plan to get them to help?"

"dinner--"

"?"

Hey, come on, if you really dare, then add the last six words of the mantra to my mouth!

Li Cang was truly straightforward: "Since you've spoken, and Si Gouzi and Liu Gouzi aren't here, it's time for you, you big beast, to put in the work. Bajie, why don't you plow this land?" "Damn it!!"

They set up camp and cooked their meals.

The group of subordinates, though bewildered, readily accepted their status as marching rations. "Comrades, don't be shy, eat and drink! Let's marinate ourselves first!" In this kind of place, no one ever thought they would emerge unscathed; paying a price was inevitable. But they also didn't believe they would be the ones to pay that price. Alas, so many fellow travelers, it's truly pitiful that they are so unfortunate and that they lack the will to fight back.

For the first time in history, plague servants have replaced lackeys in their family roles, dragging their broken bodies, receiving wages that nobody pays, and enduring the surging tides of flesh and blood and parasitic symbiotes that fill the world—

Boom boom boom!
As we all know, the power of Plague Minion Corpse Explosion depends mainly on the first Death Record. These miscellaneous things are obviously the kind that can survive. Any one of their health or mana bars can dig up a three-bedroom apartment for a first- or second-tier ugly mutant life form. They are also quite adept at making a scene.

Not far away, taking advantage of a break, Maggie and Big G had a chat: "We had something like this when we built our city, but under the giant tree of flesh and blood, I really can't imagine what level of mutated life forms would dare to come to such a place!"

Big G looked around blankly, mechanically stuffing food into her mouth, chewing, swallowing, constantly replenishing her energy: "Tch, why does the bait need such high awareness?"

"how about you?"

"I?"

"I've already said that your scent is different from ours, so what brings you here?"

"In order to survive"

Maggie glanced at her thoughtfully: "It's like drinking poison to quench your thirst. Meeting him wasn't your good fortune; on the contrary, meeting you was our good fortune!"

"Do all you old Londoners with the Union Jack talk like this, all of you?" Big G felt inexplicably annoyed. "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Maggie lowered her gaze, her smile lingering: "Want to be friends?"

“⊙﹏⊙!”

Big G instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, cold sweat pouring down her back. She'd fallen into a wolf's den before escaping a tiger's mouth. Damn it, can't there be a single normal person in this godforsaken place?

Old Wang: "Oi!"

Maggie: "What?"

Big G was overjoyed: Oh yes, yes, let's fight!
However, the plot didn't unfold as Big G Sister expected. One second it was quite tense, the next second—

"Good taste, great minds think alike!"

"Promise, accept, accept!"

Big G was on the verge of tears: Oh well, you two aren't so possessive of your food!