The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2563 Mechanics and Numbers

If the Glass Turret Miss is a long-range sniper, then Comrade Big Thunder, with his inert mutated alloy or even prison vibranium-level perturbation crystal turret, is the team's melee executioner. Lacking the deadly debuff that is constantly present in three lines, her instant kill ability is restored, which is something that even the Mage Lord cannot match in the bedroom, kitchen, living room, study, hot spring, or grove... well, in short, anywhere else.

The tough, strong woman never looks back at the explosion.

Under the strange flashes of the explosive bullets behind her, Li Leisi stood comfortably on the tip of the lower fangs of a fanged beast, stretching lazily. The unlucky fanged beast blocked all the attacks from the explosive bullets and the fragmented fangs for her.

Li Leisi patted the big guy's teeth with a smug look, and with a single slash of the ferocious dragon blade, the sword light was as loud as the fangs' hiss, completely separating its mouthparts and head into two completely independent but incomplete life forms.

"That feels good, finally that feels good! We're back, everyone's back~" Li Leisi clenched her fists so tightly they cracked, then relaxed her muscles and bones, her figure flickering and disappearing silently: "My darling, bye-bye~"

Only the unfortunate fang and its own bouncing mouthparts remained, staring at each other in a deafening silence.

There is no distinction of value in form or of quality in category.

The Zerg do not have a true class system. As long as one is not the master of the hive, there is not much of a skill that Li Lei can master, such as decapitation.

Carrying the ferocious dragon blade activated by the disturbed crystal, wearing a ferocious dragon robe, and with the ferocious dragon's true eye opening and closing with a large light above his head, the special effects of the ferocious dragon's burning true blood and Lilith's claws and long hair are so oppressive that they are full of pressure. However, Comrade Da Lei himself is like a second-rate vagrant, wandering around in the insect swarm without doing anything.

The fangs of the Scraper, the pincers of the Plague Digger, the wings and eyes of the Gargoyle, the mouthparts of the Scavenger, the tail of the Ripper, the head of the Ronin Mantis, and the belly of the Wicked Widow.
The most important parts of each insect were plucked by her swift and graceful movements, leaving behind a trail of insects that crashed and collapsed, trapped in a chaotic loop of code.

hurt.

It's always more painful than death.

This remains true even for super-individual life forms like the Zerg.

On the battlefield, the cost of recovery outweighs the cost of destruction, especially on the battlefield against Li Cang. Not recovering is essentially equivalent to directly aiding the enemy.

However, the Zerg had clearly made adequate contingency plans for this, or rather, their attitude towards their kin was something that was ingrained in their genes and remained consistent. Once they determined that these kin had lost their most important means of attack, they immediately entered biological recycling mode. Faced with fangs and claws, these wounded soldiers did not resist at all, and even cooperated extremely well by automatically removing their armor.

Li Cang stroked his chin, deeply moved: "If only Old Wang from Timi had this kind of awareness!"

Yes.

This is already the only requirement that the Mage has for his teammates—how simple and unpretentious, how filial and loving!

Li Cang dusted himself off, climbed out of the pit, and waved his hand, pretending to be a mage as usual: "Have a bite, taste the saltiness!"

The shadow of the Mortal's Path was magnified infinitely beneath the mirror-like surface that covered the entire horizon, its teeth densely packed like a forest, ready to swallow whole. The swarm of insects that also covered the entire sky was as if it had been suddenly swatted away by a non-existent, sharp entity. Because the individuals were too powerful, there were no large-scale casualties, but while they were spared death, they could not escape punishment. The hideous, chaotic, and disordered wounds silently testified to the Mortal's Path's abnormal disregard for mechanisms.

Mechanic giants versus numerical monsters
Each has its own merits.

"Go away!"

The giant magic wand, like a nimble fish, darted around Li Cang with astonishing kinetic energy. The burning wind, like pillars, tore through the ground and the blood and filth, erecting undeniable labels amidst the swarm of insects.

Tai Xiaoyi: ─━_─━
Although I don't understand what's wrong, why is it that you, a dignified magician, are suddenly sitting at the same table as me?
As a result, Li Cang's eyes met Tai Xiaoyi's.
So he turned and walked towards the swarm of insects.

He didn't utter a sound.

"Boom~"

A single Hidden Wing Mantis-level psionic shielding field, like an ultra-long-range energy matrix cannon, traveled through countless insectoids of all sizes in the swarm, striking Master Li's face with extreme precision. It was like the blooming of some kind of functional crystal flower, instantly sealing the Mage into amber.

However, this thing, though seemingly a seal, actually functions like a signal amplifier or a good conductor. A widow, several times larger than her kind and possibly over ten kilometers long, bursts out from the swarm of insects, swallowing Li Cang and the geometrically beautiful crystal in one gulp. Then, they huddle together head to tail into a sphere. Afterward, hundreds of thousands of swarming fangs surround them in a predetermined sequence, and a familiar resonance harmonic and force field interaction resounds throughout the entire airspace.

The combination skill of the Clawed Fang has long been used to warmly greet the Mage Lord, and has also been warmly greeted by the Mage Lord. Simply put, it is to grab and refine in an instant, directly uploading it to the flesh and blood mesh. It is extremely brutal, just like the simple and honest way of doing things of the Zerg.

How should one describe this simple yet brutal Zerg traditional ability? The refining array, composed of thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions, and even millions of fangs, is theoretically almost unsolvable. It defends both inside and outside, and conventional rescue methods are of little significance, or rather, practically nonexistent. Anyone who can take down this refining array in one fell swoop must also be able to kill the trapped teammates inside; otherwise, all sorts of attacks would be nothing more than adding fuel to the fire.

However.
You must know, this is a group personally trained by His Excellency the Mage.

Looking across the entire battlefield of the insect swarm and the dog sea, which was fiercely intertwined, there seemed to be some specific points that suddenly fell into an extremely brief and mysterious silence. Then, a whole bunch of messy and impatient things, such as Moonfall, Blade Intent, Sword Wind, Fel Breath, Claw Strike, Metal Wind Blossom Chain Scythe Chain Hammer, Blood Cannon, Plasma Cannon, etc., suddenly appeared in a chaotic uproar.

The incredibly complex forces immediately generated an ecological reaction, evolving into a chaotic storm that stretched to the heavens and the earth. It rapidly expanded and contracted at a rate of one circle of fangs per second, repeatedly like a beating heart, before finally erupting in a spectacular explosion a few dozen seconds later.

"Whoosh~" Old Wang shaded his eyes with his hand, watching with great satisfaction for a while before finally turning his gaze away. He eagerly grabbed the communicator: "Perfect rescue, great victory, over~"

The young lady's reply was relatively formal and serious: "Received!"

Li Leisi, who leans towards sports: "1, over~"

Li Cang leans towards business: "I work from 8 AM~"