The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2487 Eat and Leave
"Dr. Carlisle, please step back behind us. We want to see which blind monster dares to lay a finger on you!"

"I will sacrifice my life for righteousness, and vow to repay this kindness!"

"Your noble character is something we would gladly die for!"

"Ah, yes, yes!"

It just goes to show that character models are really dependent on the model. If a person looked like Li Cang, who was always making noise and fuss, they'd be ridiculed behind his back, and wouldn't dare utter a sound. As for Master Wang...
I'm sorry.
Whatever you say, we'll flatter you. Though we are a small country with few people and lowly status, we can provide a substantial amount of emotional value. Not a single word of dissent will ever come out of our mouths. As the saying goes, even barbarians can be won over by the king. Our sincere loyalty comes from the bottom of our hearts.

They understood Teacher Cang's personality; as long as he still had some use, he wouldn't mind helping them escape. But Old Wang was different. The way Master Wang looked at them was filled with hatred, contempt, and a condescending air. Compared to Li Cang, that guy should have been more willing to bury them on the spot.

Old Wang, with his head held high, glanced contemptuously at Li Cang: "Look at this, that's what you call pre-battle mobilization, understand?"

"So, does this increase combat power?"

"Clam?"

Old Wang's pre-battle mobilization only focuses on morale, but Li Cang's pre-battle mobilization is a real boost to combat power. With the magician's buffs/debuffs, do you bastards dare to argue with him?
then
Old Wang scrambled forward relentlessly, dodging buffs with eight powerful strikes, and charged straight across the contamination boundary into the enemy ranks.
What?
Should I avoid him?
What a joke!
Letting BYD buff you is no different from being drenched in shit. I, the King, have painfully stripped away the link to the highest level of perfection. I have no need for those young brats to sell their heads!

"Ah this."

A group of trapped followers looked at each other, then their faces lit up with admiration. This was the physical meaning of skill and daring. Let's rush out! The alien tide is as vast as the ocean, with AOE coverage, extremely strong destructive power, and great corrosiveness. Let's hide in the infected area. The power of the three phases is in full swing, with various buffs, making it a den of tigers and wolves.

As for Li Cang, his followers, who were stuck in a rut, held onto the hope of qualifying while simultaneously fearing they wouldn't survive the present. Basically, the moment they encountered the alien tide, they would immediately go into a berserk mode, a kind of mental pollution. Their beautiful mental state even stunned the alien tide, which had little to no intelligence. If they were any smarter, they would probably immediately fall into a state of utter confusion and trembling.

At this moment, the raging, monstrous tides from all directions appeared almost abstract and blurred in the eyes of the trapped followers, like a backdrop, unimportant, utterly unimportant. The source of their immense terror was behind them; there were bad guys among the crowd.

Fuck
Rush!

The surging tides, dozens or even hundreds of meters high, surged one after another. But after Old Wang crashed into them like a cannonball, blade intent rippled outwards from the point of impact. Countless bizarre and mutated creatures piled up within a radius of several kilometers were instantly crushed into the ground, forming countless sharp, angular, blade-like straight lines that radiated outwards in all directions. The lifeless flesh and shattered ashes paused for a moment before gushing out a massive amount of gaudy, sticky corpse fluid like a fountain. Then, millions of chains and tentacles of hammer-like metal erupted from beneath the earth, creating a chaotic and turbulent scene of demons dancing wildly.

"O(∩_∩)O~" Old Wang grinned, sporting a classic Homelander smile: "Damn, that's awesome! Give me the whip!"

Although the dragging sword technique mainly relies on a person's powerful and heavy movement following the sword's trajectory, this is probably the first time since the page hammer was activated that Old Wang has been able to have some control over the shape and attack direction of the page hammer.

Countless chains burning with fel energy pierced through the alien tide, and even more terrifying, the page hammer tentacles stood up straight like monsters. They were thrown out again by Old Wang, and the surging alien tide, which was more than ten kilometers long and at an angle of more than 120 degrees, was instantly crushed into a deep sinkhole.

Behind Old Wang were a group of trapped followers and their fateful servants who had resolutely chosen to face the alien tide head-on. Just a few days ago, they would not have dared to even think about this, but now, weighing the two benefits, they chose the greater benefit and the two harms. Compared to their bloodline being slowly corrupted and devoured like frogs in boiling water, the alien tide was nothing but a gentle and tender thing.

Of course, the majority of the followers are prepared to defend against the invasion to the death. Most of them rely heavily on their Fate Servant or ranged skills for combat. The Fearless Charge is undoubtedly the most abstract and tragic way for them to die. Then there is the logistics team, who are mainly responsible for controlling various ranged weapons and carrying out production activities in the workshops that accompany the platform.

To put it simply, judging from this scene, someone who didn't know better would think it was young soldiers eager for glory, generously dedicating themselves to composing a hymn of human courage. Who would have thought that these people were forced into this grand undertaking? It's like those inside wanted to get out but couldn't, and those outside were so terrified they didn't have the courage to turn back—

Ok.

Incompetent teammates.

Caught between this diverse crowd are even more complex plague servants. The Frozen Domain has its limits, and the black and white plagues were also suppressed and infected within the domain by the bio-field of the flesh and blood tree. Now, they have finally found a man-made gap, and for the first time, the plague servants have rushed beyond the boundaries of the Plague Cloud.

then
Boom boom boom.

It can only be said that plague servants are like this: once they leave the coverage of the plague cloud, their lives are like sparks removed from a fire—brilliant, brilliant, and then suddenly gone.

However, once the cloud of plague found an outlet...
The frequency of the plague minions' self-destruction did not decrease; on the contrary, it reached an appalling level. They exploded quickly, and the corpses rose up even faster. The number of corpses pulled up after each explosion increased exponentially. The corpses on the ground rose up like mushroom rings after rain, forming small, bloody, muddy mounds that then broke through the soil.

A group of trapped subordinates and their fateful servants were forced to scramble away from these self-degrading creatures. Their harm was average, and their transformation limit was even more average, but the corpse infection was no joke. Nobody wanted to become a zombie, let alone partially become one.

"Om~"

The tri-phase power and the bloody wind within the contaminated area were like sharks that had smelled blood. The wind direction changed instantly, and it surged and converged rapidly towards the gap. Li Cang frowned and waved his hand. The tri-phase power and the bloody wind immediately reversed direction and continued to linger on one side of the replenishment pool, intensifying the erosion of the ground and causing the liquid in the replenishment pool to flow forward by itself like a living thing.

Li Cang was probably somewhat satisfied with the performance of Lao Wang and his group of trapped followers, but complete satisfaction was unlikely, as he led several rebellious sons in a fierce charge.

"Holy crap!" When Old Wang saw Li Cang chasing after him, his rosy face turned visibly ashen. The group of followers who had been following him with their bold and unrestrained style were also dumbfounded. They couldn't care about anything anymore and rushed into the strange tides from all directions like wolves and pigs.

However, whether it was a change of heart or his social anxiety kicking in, in any case, the Mage led the group straight through the crowd, completely ignoring the old king, and crashed headlong into the alien tide dozens of kilometers ahead with his rebellious sons.

"A bit ugly"

With the winds of fire clearing the way and the black body washing the ground, Li Cang's first words after landing were remarkably in line with the consistent style of a magician.

While his aesthetic sense is as discerning and unconventional as lightning, it also has a more normal and human-like aspect. Li Cang doesn't like the chaotic and fragmented style of each individual, and these strange beasts, each one vastly different from their kind and growing haphazardly, clearly don't meet the standards of a magician like himself.

In short, they are not qualified to be rebellious sons, and they are not orderly and disciplined enough to be second sons in the bloodline.

Given Li Cang's personality, even the appearance of the non-Newtonian fluid Bo Yi on Lord Mo Shan was exactly the same as that of the monsters in the monsters. He simply couldn't tolerate his troops being as disorganized and undisciplined as the strange tide in front of him. They could indeed be taken out to do things, but he probably couldn't continue to be a good person. When asked, he was concerned about his reputation and the elegance and dignity of a magician.

"Om~"

A super foehn wind that suddenly exploded, reaching a radius four to six times that of a normal wind, rose abruptly and disappeared just as suddenly, tearing the ground and clouds apart simultaneously, and finally crashing down on the trunk of the flesh-and-blood giant tree.

Li Cang clicked his tongue. Even now, this giant flesh tree hadn't activated its offensive logic. He had seen countless attacks from miniaturized flesh plants using their root systems and other means before. He simply couldn't believe that a giant tree of this size would lose this ability.

"emmmm"

After working for several days, Master Li stared at the row of tree bark that had only slightly changed color and been scratched, and a rather ominous thought crossed his mind: Could it be that the bark was scratched so badly that it couldn't activate its own self-defense mechanism at full power?

People are very busy when they're embarrassed. The bizarre and grotesque screams and howls of the surrounding supernatural forces sounded like blatant mockery to the mage at this moment. Li Cang reacted instantly: "What are you barking about? What are you all barking about?"

Six-light-speed basic attack in one second, starting with the Burning Wind skill (bold bold).

A shadow suddenly materialized under the stench of the wind, its massive, dark outline seemingly materializing for a moment or two. The surging tide of alien life, like a tidal wave of flesh and blood, vanished abruptly, with eight or nine out of ten gone. Some of the unfortunate mutated life forms on the crest of the wave, who were just moments before huddled together with their companions, suddenly found themselves completely empty. Their feet lost their footing, some exploding into clouds of gray smoke on the ground, while others frantically skewered themselves onto the sharp, menacing clusters of black crystals.

The ability of the Mo Chang to devour food is not limitless. Each time this fat native eats, it takes a long time to digest. This is why Li Cang prefers the Calamity over the Mo Chang. Firstly, the Mo Chang and the Dog Kun have certain similarities, or rather, functional similarities. Secondly, this thing has a huge back-and-forth movement. Thirdly, it is even more unscrupulous than the Silver Ridge Giant Beast in stealing food. After this thing eats something, it neither increases its experience bar nor provides the power of the three phases. The materials just disappear into thin air, and no one knows where they went.

In his view, the only commendable aspect of "Mo Chang" is that it completely ignores the mechanism and numerical values ​​to randomly select lucky viewers.

Random, probability, lottery – these words, taken individually, seem harmless and insignificant. But when combined with someone like Li Cang, whose luck is unpredictable, they can only be described as ugly and utterly shameless, even more so than the Timi Soul-Slaying Banner.

From the foot of Li Cang, all the way to the end of the line of sight.

The sparse and scattered alien tides were pitiful compared to the grand scene just now. The silence of the alien tides was deafening, as was the silence of the lucky ones in the open area and the surrounding mutated creatures. Their eyes and faces were visibly filled with bewilderment and confusion.

This stagnation lasted only a blink or two. The abrupt, irregular, fleshy "cliff" hundreds of meters high collapsed directly, like a dam bursting. Countless mutated life forms crashed down, their numbers impossible to discern. Only words like "flowing" and "venting" could barely describe it.

The howls of the mutated life forms merged into a sound wave more annoying than the mutated tide itself. Li Cang bared his teeth and shook his head, flicking a few drops of blood from his ear canal. But it was only a few drops of blood. The moment they appeared in the corner of his eye, they disintegrated in mid-air and were transformed back into life energy, gracefully swimming towards his eyes.

"Ness!"

Three-Phase Power Eye Drops: Refreshing, invigorating, and prolonging life.

The feeling of the Trinity Force interacting is extremely pleasant. Life points are replenished, stamina is boosted, and mana bar recovery is reduced. It's a kind of pleasure that no one can resist, as if it comes from the depths of the soul. Moreover, the taste will vary depending on the person and their life form. This is why the old man with the ability to perceive pain called it "addiction".

Yes, Master Wang firmly believed that his pain was harmonious and dignified, and could be replaced by letters, but Li Cang's kind of pleasure was obviously the kind that would be censored if written too much. It had no elegance whatsoever and was a standard feudal dreg.

Li Cang, the Great Magic Wand, and the rebellious sons—the once suppressed and faint Triadic Power circuits have been deeply rekindled, forming a three-colored radiant ribbon around the Great Magic Wand that interacts with the rebellious sons, flickering like different colored flames in Li Cang's eyes.

Master Li looked relaxed, as if he were at home, leisurely strolling around, occasionally glancing at the towering, fleshy plant next to him.

That look
How should it be described? Like a weasel watching over chickens, or like a nephew going to his uncle's house for the New Year.

With such slaughter efficiency, without deliberate control, the Great Blood Explosion will come very quickly and extremely quickly. It is unknown whether this giant flesh tree, which can rely on its own bio-field to modify the environment and contend with the power of the three phases, will be able to continue to digest the Great Blood Explosion like taking drugs.