The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2537 Li Cang: Not a single good pie from Timi.

The Star Torch is not omnipotent, but it is absolutely indispensable.

America's main reason for insisting on Star Torch is its long-range, all-weather, all-area firepower coverage. However, human strength is ultimately no match for the entry ticket of a creature favored by a little devil like Snow Dragon. Snow Dragon lives in the gap between world lines, eats third-line weeds, and produces the prototype of Sky Island. It communicates between the two worlds by merging with the Dao. This little skill is much simpler than picking its teeth.

But in the battlefield ravaged by the power of the three phases, the most eye-catching figures at this moment are the women of Mushenlu. They are like Valkyries, without bloodline abilities, without artifacts or equipment, without servants of fate. They rely on nothing but their physical strength to move through the jungle of giant ships, beasts, and artillery skills. Wherever they go, it is like a locust plague. Except for the strong young men who can survive by using their looks as spoils of war, they don't care about precious materials, energy bases, military ranks, or identities. They are all forcibly removed and sacrificed to the Blood God's skull.

Faith is a truly terrifying thing.

Fearless of life and death, their only desires are sacrifice and war. Even these female warriors of the Mu God Continent can maintain an abnormal and excessive combat power purely through their devout will, despite the outrageous number and amount of debuffs from the power of the three phases and the Cang system's fate servants. This is no longer a problem of residual Aimu physique. Even Old Wang's painful separation of links was only recently achieved through enlightenment and transformation into such a violent boost.

The mage felt a heat rising down his spine, and the ancient script characters on his hands shone brightly, showing a rare and unusual fluctuation. However, that was all; he himself did not even notice this sign.

"If it weren't for," Li Cangchun exclaimed subconsciously, "these are all top-notch talents who could easily make it to the mill!"

Shirley's voice echoed in Li Cang's mind: "My lord."

"Master," Liliana was stunned, bowing humbly as she stepped back, "Please...please speak...I won't disturb you."

What a joke.

That was the master's personal darling. In a physical sense, beings in the material world valued this blood-related relationship the most. Where would I get the courage or the right to compete for favor?

Ms. Shirley ignored Liliana; she could only communicate with the rebellious son directly under the Cang Clan: "Master~"

"No, what is that?"

"You don't like being called that? I thought you liked it!" Ms. Shirley's mouth was as venomous as ever: "Lang? Doesn't that's what he always calls me?"

"Get to the point if you have something to say. I'm busy. Don't waste your breath if you don't have anything to say!"

"My master, you once said you would give me a body, didn't you?"

Which one have you taken a fancy to?

"No, I mean, if, if one day, if such conditions and opportunities really come, would you keep your promise?"

"meeting!"

After a long pause, Li Cang was getting a little impatient when Ms. Shirley finally said in a low voice, "I am willing to repay your kindness in shaping my body!"

"You wish!" the Mage scoffed. "Go back to being a slave, what are you doing here trying to climb the social ladder?"

"."

Liliana seemed to sense in some way that the conversation between the two people had ended. She stepped forward and said, "My great, merciful, and eternal master, your humble servant greets you. May I ask, have you forgotten that the soulless ones forged in the fires of purgatory are also your warriors?"

"What do you mean, 'no spirit'?" Li Cang slapped his forehead. "Eating, eating, eating! All you know how to do is stuff yourselves! You can't earn a penny, and you can't even lay a single egg! Get lost, go dig your well!" "Okay!" Liliana hesitated for a moment, then turned back furtively. "Excuse me... what do you mean by 'egg'? But actually, we in Purgatory aren't very particular about ethics and morality. You and Bone Sister, I'm fine with either of you."

"Get out!!"

The Great Demoness of Purgatory scrambled about in a very sorry state. "Bone Sister doesn't like my horns, and my master doesn't like my face. Life in the material world is so difficult. I wish I could not rest in peace after I die, and instead ascend to heaven."

The mage stood there panting heavily for a long time, his mood not only failing to calm down but also gradually starting to question the meaning of life. He stared at the still motionless Zerg rift again and again: "Not a single good thing! Did I not check the almanac before going out today? Is everything inauspicious? Bah, bah, bah!"

The shadow cast by the monstrous creature beneath its feet resembled that of a dog-like kun, looking "up" from the non-existent void beneath the dark, shadowy mirror, seemingly wondering why it hadn't received any instructions to eat and drink lavishly.

Dog Kun merely used its levitation force field to cover the surroundings, intercepting one physical thermal weapon after another, which was mainly based on America's so-called re-fusion silicon-based thermal melting. After the dense barrage of bullets began to obscure its vision, it swallowed them whole.

"roar~"

After the six dogs emerged one after another from the abyss well that reached the heavens and the earth, the big corpse brother stepped on a five-dog dog and returned to Li Cang's side.

"Hmm!" Li Cang's expression instantly improved. He patted and looked at the giant corpse brother, saying, "Without you, the house is practically a mess. These little brats are running wild. When you get back, you'll beat the crap out of them, you hear me!"

"Good~"

When your parents hit you, it might not be a real beating; when your older brother beats you, it's never a fake beating. In terms of being the eldest brother and acting like a father, the Big Corpse Brother is indeed more human than his unreliable stepfather.

"How's your holiday? Isn't it fun staying here?"

"Uh-huh?"

"An acquaintance? What acquaintance?"

This kind of telepathic communication is limited by the Great Corpse Brother's thought process and language level. Names are much more complex and abstract than tables and chairs, so after talking for a long time, Li Cang still couldn't understand which one the Great Corpse Brother was referring to.

"Never mind." Li Cang was too lazy to care about the interference from the energy attacks and firearms around him. He just tilted his head back and looked at the crack above him. "You should have eaten everything I brought you by now. There might be some snacks here later. Have a few bites for now, and when we get back, Miss will help you get some nutrition. You've gotten so thin!"

The big corpse looked down in confusion, glancing at its own grotesque and tattered heavy armor. Unsure, it looked again, then patted and poked at itself. Hmmmm, anyway, its father was right. He said that being thin meant it was thinner, and there must be a reason behind his statement.

"Little Delights"

"What an idiot! It's not that the young lady is delicious, it's that your little auntie's cooking is delicious!"

"good to eat!"

"Yes!"

The scene of the father and son squatting down with their arms around each other, exuding a loving and filial atmosphere, is best described as follows: those who weren't beaten can just keep snapping photos, while those who were beaten must have been grinding their teeth to pieces.