The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2485: Burning the Wasteland
First, they suffered the devastating blow of the old king, and then they faced the exorbitant three-phase tax rate imposed by the magic-wielding lord. When the bloody storm swept through, it wasn't just the flesh and blood entities that were affected; it seemed as if the entire world was wailing.

The three-phase storm equally seized the life energy of all units present, aggressively colonizing and mutating cancerous mutated forms in all things. The life energy and calcium energy that were almost torn apart were frantically released, scarlet and pale like fungi, growing wildly on every inch of cancerous and mutated flesh.

With a hiss, Master Wang expressed his great satisfaction: "My son Li Cang has the bearing of a great emperor!"

To be fair, to some extent, Lao Wang seems to have indeed stumbled upon a perfect logical loop. Through the continuous mutual harm between teammates who are worse than pigs and dogs, the legacy of the magician is repeatedly deepened, and then the painful stripping link is refreshed. It's practically a perpetual motion machine of ecological anti-corruption.

Question Licang, understand Licang, become Licang.

Pain sounds so pleasant, food increases entropy, how respectable it sounds! If there were no me in the world, I would not know what negative entropy or order would be.

"Boom~"

The energy of the three colors and three phases blooms like a flower on the other shore, taking flesh and blood as its base, peeling away layers and expanding upwards, and then radiating to the storm at the top of the clouds and falling downwards in a disorderly and frenzied beauty.

Hundreds of three-phase flowers bloomed and withered, and the burning wind suddenly tore through the ground and soared upwards, tearing apart the boundaries between the protective force field, skin and flesh. The dark shadows wandered silently beneath the ground, further stripping them of their vitality and energy. The black body suddenly arrived, breaking through the wind and pinning them firmly to the ground. Crystal thorns bloomed, resembling dragon bones.

The bizarre and alluring three-phase flowers resembled the blooming of a black crystal thorn forest. Their vigorous life force, which could even be described as ferocious, had become an eternal shackle binding them. The more they struggled and the more painful it was, the more beautiful and abundant the black crystal clusters that clung to their bodies like maggots.

The thicket of black thorns resembled a wildfire, burning endlessly.

The fleshy entities attached to those giant fleshy trees were scorched and howled incessantly. The power of the three phases evaporated, and the viscous substance, which resembled tumors or bubbling mucus, rapidly spread across the fleshy texture beneath its feet, which was like skin, muscle, and bone. In just a few cycles, clusters of black crystal thorns had already eroded the geological environment of the fleshy texture, leaving it riddled with holes.

Infect, spread, connect, assimilate.

As the black crystal thorns, each rooted in their own veins, stretched into a complete ley line, the entire world suddenly fell into a deathly silence that was not within the decibel system. The wails of flesh and blood entities were still deafening, but it was as if some connection between them and the giant flesh and blood tree had been completely severed and stripped away. Even the surging tide of parasites and by-products dared only to wander outside the muddy, cancerous, and distorted area, unable to advance an inch.

"Holy crap!" Old Wang was utterly dumbfounded. "What? How did this work? What's the principle behind it? Was this part of your plan?"

"Snapped!"

The seemingly abstract slap of the threshold personality actually extracted a texture from Old Wang that resembled the slime that Michelin chefs love, with layers of fat and fat moving back and forth in a regular pattern, with the head and hooves as the cycle.

At this moment, the anthropomorphism of the Mage plummeted, and the illusory image of the Threshold Personality manifested behind him. The power of the three phases and the bloody wind wove a ferocious dragon robe unique to Him. Occasionally, a handful of fierce flames would flash in his empty eyes, and the frequency of his seemingly tangible scarlet and pale breaths would be similar to that of the Mage himself.

Old Wang was completely unconcerned about the fact that he had been slapped by a personality disorder. After all, grandparents love their grandchildren more; everyone knows these little devils are always quite rebellious. He only cared about one thing right now—

"Are you serving food? Are you serving food? When are you serving food?"

The Third Worldline always presents a lazy and indifferent demeanor, like the polar day, making it impossible to discern the passage of time. When it suddenly quiets down, immense fatigue, hunger, and emptiness immediately engulf everyone. The feeling is so intense that it feels as if even the physical body is about to dissolve.

However, it's not this world that's at fault.
At the very least, Your Excellency the Mage bears some responsibility. The most concrete manifestation of the plundering of life skills is not the lifespan bar squeaking and groaning in front of one's eyes, but the physical protest of flesh and blood.

Li Cang squinted at the canopy of the gigantic, fleshy tree that was faintly visible above for a long while, then said calmly, "No movement, halftime!"

"Wow~"

Some cheered, some wept bitterly, but most simply collapsed onto the ground, their eyes wide open, though they had actually been gone for a while. A chorus of snores filled the air. If no one woke these guys up, their bodies might even finish digesting themselves before their brains could issue an alarm and their bodies could act. And that is the power of blood.

Leaving the Serpent and the Blade Girl to cause trouble for the parasitic creatures outside the Blackthorn Forest and the Infested Lands to maintain and increase the buff, Li Cangren paused outside the armor of the Explosive Behemoth: "Hmm? The internal bleeding is cured already? This Dr. Carlisle, we might have struck gold!"

Old Wang straightened his collar: "If you can get out of here alive, then come back and whine!"

"I won't go in."

Li Cang pointed to the visible Triadic Power swirling around him. Although the Threshold Personality had somewhat subsided, the strength of the Triadic Power and the Blood Wind had not diminished at all. Even though the back armor of the Explosive Behemoth still retained considerable strength and a certain amount of residual force field, it would still be difficult for it to hold its own against the Mage.

"Passing by one's home three times without entering? Did Yu the Great stop controlling the floods after he finished? Don't let the good stuff go to outsiders, understand?"

"_"

"Haha, you two chat, you two chat, hahaha, little miss, elbow, come inside with me!"

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Poor Dr. Carlyle, despite exhausting all his knowledge, still couldn't match the words and expressions of these people together, so he silently retreated behind the crowd, trying his best to pretend to be a silent background figure.

Li Leisi was unusually dressed in a heavy, mutated blue wolf fur cloak, the fur reaching past her knees. She looked top-heavy and like a shimmering lollipop. She climbed onto a flat spot on a raised thorn on the carapace, sat down, and looked at the fleshy plant: "So, you've got your eye on that thing again?"

"Killing two birds with one stone," Li Cang looked around and picked up a few bones from unknown parasitic plants that, despite being freshly made, already looked extremely dry and rotten. He snapped them into pieces, pointed the broken ends at the same point, and piled the bones in front of Li Leisi: "In this Third Line territory, we can't decide how or when to go. But as long as we're outsiders, it will always be rejecting us. Before we find a leap point, we need to do something. Let's try to say hello, to show politeness and respect!"

Li Leisi rolled her eyes slightly. Her usual shrewish demeanor, reminiscent of Sun Erniang buying goods, was noticeably restrained due to her weakness, leaving her with only a frail, sickly air, much like Lin Daiyu uprooting a willow tree. "Have these things really reached this point? How could they survive the dual torture of the Black Body and the Burning Wind?"

Li Cang conjured a ball of burning wind, igniting the dried-up grease remaining in the bone. The flames were initially scarlet, then turned dark green, burned for a while, and then regained their blood-red texture, just like the three-phase power flickering in Li Cang's eyes: "Perfect for using the excess life force to revitalize the replenishment pool."

On the surface, the Black Thorn Forest appears calm and undisturbed, but in reality, their health bars are about to be torn apart. The health bar swapping technique is in the midst of a fierce and relentless melee, a battle at the level of health bars and even bloodlines. This is far more urgent than deciding whether to move or not, and it is one of the reasons why Li Cang has been able to maintain his buff.

"Oh," Li Leisi glanced at the entrance of the back armor and pouted, "Guess how much mana the little miss used up when she fired that shot?"

"The basic attack isn't already halfway through, is it?" "More than that~"

"Oh~"

Master Wang, the young lady's human-shaped energy pack, the reserve food for replenishing the evil fire, is not just about physical exertion. It's not enough for the young lady to abandon her pride and dignity and hint that "but tonight I may have to eat something I don't want to eat."

The two chuckled, and Li Leisi stretched out her hands to warm them by the fire: "Heh! Come to think of it, wasn't it all caused by you and the Mage who got into this mess?!"

Li Cang's skin was incredibly tough; he remained calm and composed, saying, "Vulgar, despicable. There are many ways to replenish your evil energy fire. How dare you assume that Miss will choose the one that feels comfortable?"

Li Leisi, now a master of yin-yang, said: "Heh, why don't you add this Sima attribute to 93 Suo? She'd definitely love it!"

Li Cang asked him a question, but he didn't answer. He casually grabbed the skull of some strange beast, put it on the fire, and then stir-fried and stewed the meat and vegetables.

"You're feeding people this nutritious stuff again? They'll get sick when they're old, you know!" Li Lei pouted, then pursed her lips, giving him a smug look: "I also want to eat some fruit salad or something to nourish myself~"

"???"

"She can eat 93 calories, but I can't?"

"Hey buddy, stop messing around. What kind of situation is this? I'm just saying, can you calm down?"

"Boring! Tch! You're just boring!"

Li Cang tossed a handful of dried mushrooms into the pot and sneered, "I think you're almost healed too. Instead of jumping around like this, you should be summarizing how to clear the game without taking damage next time!"

"Get lost!" Li Leisi was furious and embarrassed, but she quickly added, "Emmm, how about I pay my respects to Lord Falcon next time?"

Li Cang immediately gave a thumbs up: "Genius!"

Seeing that Li Cang's campfire was already lit, a large group of followers immediately followed suit, some gathering firewood, others gathering grain. Most of them had been here much longer than Li Cang and his group, so there was nothing they couldn't eat. Besides, they had even used shrapnel as hammers, so they weren't too bad at cooking.

In an instant, the entire place was filled with the aroma of cooking fires and the fragrance of meat and bones.

There really are those abstract types who relentlessly destroy people, actually trying to make some kind of progress in the void by prying some bark or trunk off the giant tree of flesh and blood. Well, of course, they didn't succeed in the end; if they had, they would have ruined it.

"Gududu~"

When the bubbles rising from the large pots of stewed meat and bones began to take on a sticky, viscous texture, Old Wang finally dared to wobble out of his shell like a crab.

"Holy crap! Holy crap! This is heaven!" he said. "What the hell is this place? I'm lucky enough to eat this stew. Cang, you brat, quickly bring me some instant noodles. I want to use this soup to make instant noodles!"

Li Leisi flew into a rage: "Get out of here! Get the hell away from me! How dare you defile my little mushroom soup?"

"Shaving bones and grinding them into soup?" Old Wang clicked his tongue. "Hmm, that sounds like Teacher Cang's style!"

"Nonsense! Go call the young lady out for something to eat! Or is she already full?"

Old Wang was scared of this woman who was so uninhibited and unrestrained. He could handle her, but his young lady couldn't. So he didn't dare to respond and quietly went to ask his young lady for help.

With a large bone china bowl in hand, Li Cang squatted on his carapace, pointing and gesturing with chopsticks: "I plan to start from here and head all the way over there. This flesh and blood giant tree is big enough, but it still needs a place to take root and stand firm. Let's dig deep into its roots and see what it's made of. Then we won't have to worry about it not producing anything!"

Old Wang grinned: "And while we're at it, lure a few unlucky bastards to your door for a feast? That's a damn 'extermination scheme'! I've seen ruthless schemes, but never one this ruthless!"

Li Cang scoffed, "Once or twice is acceptable, but not a third or fourth time. What do you know? These so-called alien life forms might have significant research value. Now that we have this opportunity, we can't turn it upside down!"

"You're the one who shouldn't take my words," Old Wang continued, baring his teeth, whether from the heat or something else, "Have you forgotten about your big carp? If I remember correctly, didn't that hooded guy specifically warn you about this?"

"As Mr. Lu Xun said, one should not blindly believe everything one hears; seeing is believing, and what you eat is what truly matters!"

"Damn it, when are you going to change this habit of having to taste the urine with a scoop every time a septic tank truck passes by? You're already a mature mage, and your infamous reputation for being heartless is known to everyone. Have some dignity!"

"Why do I smell a hint that you're trying to help me save face?"

"Yes, I'm going to take pictures of your words and your ugly face and post them on the forum!"

"You two, that's enough. You're making a fuss while eating. Aren't you afraid of getting a stomach full of gas?" Tai Xiaoyi's face was still flushed, and she looked much more radiant than before. She sipped her soup slowly. "I feel a bit empty and uneasy because we couldn't bring the Sky Island in this time. Teacher Cang, shouldn't we be a little more cautious?"

"Yes!" Li Cang insisted, "We must be careful!"

Tai Xiaoyi gave Lao Wang a look, and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard Li Cang shouting from the other side: "Refilling pool! Third-line special project! Wait until I throw the catalyst in and this thing is activated before we start the infusion!"

Old Wang gave the young lady a knowing look.

what.

This guy is a mad dog who gambles with his life. How could he know where the word "caution" is hidden? It's a miracle he didn't peel off my tender skin and flesh to use as a medicinal ingredient. He's a clean freak with obsessive-compulsive disorder who doesn't like secondhand goods.