The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2512 Yes, they even have combination techniques.
The Fiery Wind, which is usually known for its elegant and dignified demeanor, rises and falls erratically and even somewhat chaotically, indicating that its master is in a bad mood at the moment, or in other words, his SAN value is a bit low.

Boom boom boom~
Several blood plasma cannons bloomed stickily into cancerous, distorted clouds, hanging limply between the ground and mid-air, sticky and dripping, like a rotten brain, bloated and stringy.

The Trinity Force and the erosion of the Blood Wind are relatively slow processes, belonging to internal administration, especially under the limited environment of the third line. However, the Blood Cannon of the Twin Tyrants is obviously different. Its significance for Li Cang is only one: to create mature cancerous and mutated tissue, which belongs to external application.

The moment this thing appeared, it wasn't Li Cang who was losing SAN. The rhythm of the two-headed cannibalistic mages' bone hammer spellcasting immediately became chaotic. Whether it was ice, fire, storms, lightning, or mudslides, the rate of erosion was almost clearly visible to the naked eye. Regardless of the form of energy or physical entity, everything was quickly coated with a layer of filthy, corrosive texture.

"Howl~"

The two-headed cannibalistic mages wielding bone mallets clearly sensed this erosion. Inheriting their size, they unleashed a barrage of lightning, fire, boulders, and icicles at Li Cang, creating a chaotic storm with flames flickering and disappearing, and mushroom clouds of steam rising into the sky.

However, this kind of attack was only a minor scratch for Li Cang, not to mention that the power of the three phases had forcibly reduced his upper limit. The only thing worth mentioning was that the slowing effect caused by this thing was a nightmare, making his already poor family even worse off.

Then, a hundred or so bone mallets struck him on the head.

It's called a bone mallet, but it's actually a spiked club with a crooked and irregular shape like a tree root. It's covered with sharp or blunt horns and spikes, and it's wreathed in flickering plasma. Plus, it's almost the same size and length as the cannibalistic magician himself. Even a physical education student would be covered in bruises if hit by it.

But the screams and groans didn't come from Li Cang's mouth. The two-headed cannibalistic mage who was the first to grab a piece of the glory immediately had his pupils dilate in shock. He opened his mouth, rolled on the ground, and started foaming. As he spit out the foam, he began to expel blood and fragments of miscellaneous organs.

The mage, bruised and battered, grinned again, his eerie, fake smile transcending species barriers and inflicting a mental pollution on the group of ogres directly opposite him. This caused them to halt in unison, seamlessly switching to ranged spellcasting mode as they rubbed their bone mallets.

After a series of crackling explosions, the ground churned up, and hundreds of vines, a mixture of soil, lightning, and wood, burst forth from the earth. These mutated vines, thicker than a water vat and covered in thorns, bound Li Cang in a bizarre and overwhelming manner.

OK OK.
Timi also has group casting combo skills, right?
Lightning and crimson glow flickered and swirled within the twisted vine tower, seemingly attempting to inflict some kind of debuff on Li Cang. Meanwhile, the intense heat nearly transformed the core of the vines into a steelmaking furnace, while outside, a group of ogres relentlessly hammered and pounded away.

"Ah!"

The terrifying blast furnace suddenly shattered, and the black crystal clusters, like hideous demons, stretched out wildly, sweeping across an area of ​​over a thousand meters, carrying fragments of vines. In an instant, the two-headed cannibalistic mages were reduced to a forest of blood and flesh. This scene, like a living hell, directly enraged the ogres from all directions. These fearless creatures roared and swarmed around, devouring the flesh of their brethren while wary of them stealing their spoils, their mouths watering as they cautiously moved towards the core of the blood and flesh fragments.

"I'm not picky about food." Facing the cannibals that were closing in on him with an overwhelming force comparable to a mudslide, for a moment or two, the old father seemed to recall some less-than-happy memories, his face full of the vicissitudes of life: "Hmm, I'll roast two of your legs later as a reward for Ya-mei, so she can also get a good taste of your superior food bacteria."

"howl!"

Unable to communicate due to the language barrier, the cannibals, without any sense of martial spirit, charged forward with earthquake-like gait.

Ice, fire, earth, stone, and lightning danced wildly, the explosive sounds of bone mallets colliding with great magic wands constantly grinding and tearing at eardrums, the burning wind like bunches of flagpoles, carrying the ogre's leather tubes fluttering in the wind, and clumps of hideous black thorn forests constantly sprang up from the ogre horde, rapidly spreading the cancerous and monstrous tissue that was gradually activating and surging on the ground.

But this group of blue chubby creatures is slightly different from the previous ones. A typical feature is that the number of their arms and legs is random, but one of their two or three heads will definitely have horns. When their several arms and claws rub together, an orange-red magical light immediately shoots out from their palms and the stick. As a result, their huge and clumsy bodies expand to a whole size again, and the speed is so fast that Li Cang can see afterimages.

let's just say
A colossal object, two stories high, with an arm much longer than Timi Li Cang himself, leaving afterimages. Its bizarre and grotesque scene made the silence of the magician deafening, causing his profanities to swirl. Poet, hold on.

Moreover, these things obviously had different statuses and ranks. Although they were running around in groups, in the end, only one three-headed blue fat guy appeared in front of Li Cang. He was extremely tall and had an extra head.

Its horn, gleaming with indigo metallic luster, was surrounded by orange-red lightning. Like a continuously accelerating magic missile, it clashed headfirst, horn, and hammer with Li Cang.

In fact, its acceleration is somewhat superfluous. With the agility of the Mage, which is comparable to a living Sky Island, even Lord Demon Mountain would sigh. Even if the sun rose from under the covers, he would not be able to dodge this kind of savage, rolling collision.

A massive shockwave was accompanied by earth-shattering explosions. The ground within a radius of tens or hundreds of meters collapsed in a spiderweb pattern. The surrounding ogres staggered and rolled in all directions. A round of orange-red flames rose a thousand meters high.

A few seconds later, two indigo-blue skulls rolled off the three-headed ogre's body, and the ogre's body swayed and crashed to the ground. When it hit the ground, the flesh and bones separated abruptly, with the intact and dry leather tube and the blood-soaked skeleton each going to one side. The hard, dark blue horns, which most likely represented the ogre's status in the group, snapped off with a crack.