The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2542 A Mysterious Understanding from a Non-Origin System

"Requiems or not?" Li Cang's expression was somewhat strained, and he retorted, "Why are you talking so rudely?"

Old Wang immediately scoffed, "Your heart is uglier than mine!"

“Msater~” Liliana materialized beside Li Cang like a wisp of smoke, bowed to Li Lace and whispered, “Master, the thing up there is coming. I can feel it. It’s like the fluctuations generated when breaking through the barrier of the prime material world. It’s very strange and very recognizable!”

Li Cang didn't dwell too much on Liliana's choice of words and perception. He stood up abruptly, and what he found somewhat intriguing was that, at the very moment he received Liliana's reminder, the rift in the void, which resembled a pictographic sun symbol and had been completely still, suddenly appeared before Li Cang's eyes like a cat whose box had been removed from its shell. Its intense spatial fluctuations manifested suddenly.

Dozens or even hundreds of withered mantis-like claws simultaneously slashed at the radial patterns around the main passage. Perhaps due to the excessively high flow rate of the internal energy matrix, even the Zerg's body strength could not withstand the oppressive feeling of the direct connection between the two realms. Often, they only had a moment to maneuver before their bodies were torn apart and their fangs and claws shattered.

However, these radial patterns are not the main channel itself, but rather the anchor points and weak points of the artificially created, undefined, solidified structure. Under the enormous number of insects and their relentless output, the radial patterns, which are closed like scars, were repeatedly cut and eventually underwent some kind of change.

The warp tides, like an ice jam, swept forth from the radial patterns surrounding the main passage, carrying massive amounts of matter and the remains of various Zerg. What appeared to be a dense network of radial patterns actually followed only one path. After the fragmented Zerg remains were enveloped and transported, the warp tides receded, and the remains rapidly arranged and combined in a way incomprehensible to human subjects, forming gigantic, kilometer-long monstrous creatures—

【The Fiery Fang】

Race: Insectoid race, Non-Source material, Subspace flesh and blood entity, **Family
Body length: 2700m
Weight: 170000000t
Life: 100% (1450000000000/1450000000000)

Physical strength: 99%
Strength: Approximately 1900~130000 kcal
Agility: Approximately 188c
Status: Stage 7 of Non-Source Material Differentiation
Abilities: Subneural Network Nodes, Nest Will, Carrion Spores

"Robbing the young master? I fucking swear, this is robbery of the young master?!"

The long, frantic string of zeros displayed when the health bar was digitized caused Master Wang to break down his defenses. Then, glancing at the panel data of [Scavenger], [Plague Digger], [Gargoyle], [Ripper], [Hidden Wing Mantis], and [Evil Widow], which were longer than his own lives, Old Wang's heart finally gave up.

Even more dumbfounded than Old Wang were the countless followers surrounding the rift. Compared to the powerful appraisal skills of the mage, their chaotic appraisal methods produced panels that were more gibberish than valid data. They had to compare, combine, and exchange data with each other to barely reconstruct a readable panel. It wasn't that the general appraisal technique wasn't accurate or useful, but rather that it relied too heavily on the user's own strength. The smaller the difference in the indicators between the two parties, the more complete the information obtained. That's why the followers went to great lengths to make a simple appraisal technique so varied and intricate.

In short, the followers have almost completely gone mad—

No?

What does "permanent strength 1900~130000Kc" mean?

What is the 7th stage of non-source matter alienation? However, this group of terrifying individuals, who could change the weather at any moment and rely on themselves to form a microclimate of infection, only glanced at the instigator who had done them a great favor without saying a word, and immediately turned into a mosaic, tearing the space into clusters of visible storms, and without hesitation, they twisted their butts and rushed into it, creating a spark-filled scene.

Li Cang: "?"

"Holy crap!" Old Wang suddenly blurted out, "Teacher Cang, when did these things achieve enlightenment in Longchang? They've already grasped the true essence of dealing with you!"

"How rude! You won't even call me 'uncle'!" Li Cang's once sunny face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: "Brother Changhe, don't let them get away!"

""

what?
I'm playing against Zerg?

Those were a group of colossal creatures, each 2700 meters long! There were so many I couldn't even count them all. They might be a little light in weight, but pshaw, what am I even talking about? This is all meaningless!

Li Cang raised his hand and unleashed a war law: "Lock down this space! And Cheryl too! Quick! Move!"

A dense, low rustling sound immediately filled the air, as if the spread of the Silver Ridge Beast's Frozen Domain was a whole frozen void.

The icosahedral die spun around in the middle, and a gloomy aura, gray in color, radiated slowly and steadily from the die in all directions, causing everything around it to lose its original vibrant colors.

The carving of the tunnel by the fangs immediately stopped. Thousands upon thousands of fangs turned around in unison, their sensory organs, mainly in their heads and distributed throughout their bodies, flashing pulses as if countless pairs of cold eyes were looking down at the same time.

The insect-like infestation matrix rose and fell like tides, gathering around the few fragile rove mantises in the swarm, manifesting the rudiments of flesh and blood meshes. Subtle force field fluctuations began to gradually strip away some of the rules that originally belonged to this airspace. Gargoyles disappeared into the storm, with only pairs of dark eyes occasionally flashing with a venomous and predatory light. The gluttonous maws of the Scavengers, Rippers, Plague Diggers, and Wicked Widows opened and closed from time to time, their ferocious long tails trembling, already in battle stance, excited and ready to strike.

"Ha~"

A gentle breeze seemed to caress everyone's cheeks. Thousands upon thousands of servants and subordinates along the way collapsed abruptly and silently, as if drunk. Their bodies were covered in a strange, translucent, and lustrous pink color, like shattered diamonds. Flesh, entrails, and bones flowed out slowly and stickily from between scales and feathers, even from every pore, in the form of some kind of matrix. The remaining corpses floated there in the air like half-cooked egg whites. Then, they turned into clusters of eerie flames, flickering lifelessly, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, their light uncertain, like the footprints left by a non-existent person who slowly walked from those flames toward the rift.

Yes.

This thing didn't come from the rift, but appeared behind the entire valley of followers. So the followers began to panic, and some started to lose their temper and shout incoherently, saying things like "There is a traitor among us humans."