The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2496 Efficacy
Although Li Cang was reluctant to admit that the black and white flower bun was a bird droppings attack, the flying hydraulic clamp on top, which looked like a bomber diving down, was undeniably real. It was just leisurely a moment ago, but now it was impatient.

"My ogre grandmother is above all, is it really that effective?"

Li Leisi was already in a frenzy. She didn't care about being elegant or dignified anymore; she was running around like a giant white mouse, frantically dodging the torrential downpour of bird droppings. Only after putting on a headgear and mask did she feel a little comforted. Then she unleashed a torrent of abuse at Li Cang's beastly intrusion: "Li Cang! Li Cang, you son of a bitch! Ahhh! I'll kill you! Die!"

"Whose mother?"

"You and me... wipe."

To be honest, people like Li Cang have to carry a camera with them and keep a diary, account book, and memoirs from time to time. They really appreciate that kind of thing.

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When it comes to being drenched in excrement, Your Excellency the Mage has extensive experience in dealing with it. To be specific, Blackbody Burning Wind probably never imagined that he could be used to assimilate and incinerate something like excrement. To be even more specific, Dad, what's the difference between this and you personally eating excrement?
Then there's the Flying Hydraulic Pliers, even larger than the Dog-Kun. It has long, slender feathers like a peacock before it spreads its tail feathers, and its whole body is colorful. The only difference is that there are two narrow tufts of long, black mane on the front and back of its neck. Its beak is roughly similar in shape to a parrot's, but it is also narrower and more pointed. The inside of the beak is covered with sharp, serrated protrusions with distinct edges. When it opens its mouth and spews fragrance, you can see that its slender tongue is covered with a dense array of long, sharp, metallic-looking hooks.

Generally speaking, mutated life forms of this type do not easily approach terrestrial mutated life forms unless they have an absolute certainty of killing them. The current situation is obviously abnormal. The Flying Hydraulic Pliers may be busy replicating the glory of their ancestors, or they may have been wandering for so long and finally become desperate, or they may have been lured by the grandmother's stew of a certain famous track line's tough guy. In short, the height difference between this thing and the floating platform is definitely not a thousand meters. It is completely riding on everyone's heads and sticking to Li Cang's face to attack.

Flying Hydraulic Pliers' scarlet eyes were filled with emotion. Its usually inhuman gaze now held the frantic urge of a mare seeing a strong, handsome stallion in its wet diaper. It flapped its wings rapidly, creating bursts of hurricanes and flames. Its body and eyes constantly scanned the floating platform. Its desire to attack wasn't particularly strong; rather, it seemed to be picking through something that was right in front of it but it ignored it. Its entire mental state conveyed a visible frenzy without any attempt to conceal it.

"Hey~"

The loud whistle of Li Cang's hooligan instantly attracted the attention of Comrade Feitian Hydraulic Pliers.

It tilted its head suspiciously, staring at the tiny creature at its feet. Although this place was a fertile ground for life forms, it couldn't connect it with the scarce mates in this world.

It was really hard for the Flying Hydraulic Pliers, with its limited brain capacity, to understand what was going on. Fortunately, it didn't care about Li Cang's size. It immediately made a clear deceleration and lowered its body position. Its feathers fluttered and its tail feathers were fully open. With a strange and unusually elegant movement, it shook the feathers that had been standing on end all over its body and made a shrill moaning sound like the pressure of hydraulic pliers.

However, with no food reserves available, it was clear that a positive response from the Mage was not expected. The Flying Hydraulic Pliers suddenly felt a darkness before its eyes as dense clusters of black crystals, mixed with towering evil fire, had firmly hauled it into the water.

With a few muffled cracking sounds, four pairs of flamboyantly decorated arms were broken on the spot, and then pinned to the ground of the floating platform by Lord Demon Mountain's three-pointed, double-edged heavy spear.

"Boom~" Then, what greeted it was the critical strike and war stomp of the Silver Ridge Beast's Void Ice-Making Sluice, which was about three hundred meters in diameter.

Compared to normal mutant life forms, a large portion, at least one-third, of these bird-like forms typically do not possess extremely high physical strength. This would be too much of a burden for them, as well as for their levitation field and attack system. At most, they could only slightly deepen and widen their health bar. Moreover, even mutant life forms known for their thick skin and tough flesh could not withstand such a powerful attack.

Comrade Hydraulic Pliers was blasted open from both ends, each piece a colorful mess, with internal organs and excrement mixed together, making it impossible to count. The bird was still alive when Li Cang, along with Dao Mei and Gu Mei, rushed onto it and began unloading. First, its fine head was severed from its body, then its broad-mindedness was stabbed in the spine, and then, both its legs were gone.

Everything happened too fast. By the time it started struggling desperately, Old Wang's hammer came crashing down, binding it into a cocoon with its tangled tentacles and chains. Although it wasn't dead yet, it was no longer able to work.
They pulled out the tendons and bones, and cut it into eight pieces.

A group of subordinates stared dumbfounded as the enormous behemoth was reduced to pieces in an instant, a sight that evoked the same shock as witnessing Nicolas Cage's portrayal of a warmonger and his black men staging a scene of common prosperity.

I feel helpless, absolutely helpless.

This is the difference! So this is how wars can be fought. Before one side has even decided the winner, the other side has already started reaping the spoils. Is this the world of the orbital line bosses? So simple and direct brutality, so plain and unadorned bloodshed.

Just as the dismemberment process on Li Cang's side reached the point of evenly distributing each clump of still-spinning and jumping flesh into each alien alloy box for isolation and storage, a large, squeaking, and chaotic swarm of small hydraulic shears appeared in the sky above, like giant monsters, drifting and arranging themselves into various shapes on the horizon, coming with menacing momentum.

"Damn it!" Old Wang rubbed his eyes. "Could they all be its babies? They're so hungry!"

Li Cang's brows relaxed slightly: "Me too!"

Sparrows are essentially no different from each other; they're all just starving for food. When they saw this group of small hydraulic shears, the trapped subordinates grinned from ear to ear. "I've beaten the old ones, and now the little ones have come. If I can't handle them, I can handle you all."

My pot is here!

Come here!

The smaller hydraulic shears flew even faster and were more agile than the PULS version. However, they clearly did not possess the long-range attack capabilities of the larger hydraulic shears, which were even slightly hasty. Instead, they charged directly into the crowd with their mouths wide open for close-range contact. In an instant, the blood and flesh of the followers flew like rain, and everywhere there were the horrific sounds of the smaller hydraulic shears' long, barbed tongues tearing and even ripping apart limbs and bones.