The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2587 Li Cang: Here comes my little sister~
Although the plot didn't go as planned, those who frequently fight against the Zerg know that this is how Zerg are played.

There's no fancy or fancy way of getting things done; it's just jumping from one cesspool to another.

Given the utterly repulsive ideologies of the Mage and the Zerg, it's not hard to imagine the psychology behind America's abstract, shortcut-taking maneuver. The America Confederation's true strength lies in its ability to leech off resources, amass troops, and launch a massive offensive; it excels at waging unequal wars.
When the hell have I ever suffered such injustice?
Regardless of the thought process behind the foreigner's decision to go against his ancestors, a cluster of infernal flames, which suddenly bloomed and were as faint as candlelight, spread a kind of obscure and incomprehensible fluctuation to every shadowy corner of this airspace in an instant.

All five dogs turned around at the same time, their terrifying compound eyes reflecting a bright and eerie light, their mouths emitting a shrill screech, and a warm orange-yellow light spread across the sky. The surging water vapor and massive amounts of life energy converged rapidly towards the inferno of purgatory as if collapsing.

The ten-day period has come to an end; let us offer our blood sacrifice!
To some extent, even the Mage himself couldn't say that his entire pack of lackeys were living dead without any emotional fluctuations or intelligence.

Just like the previous Big Dog and Second Dog, and now the Fifth Dog and Sixth Dog, the level of tacit understanding between them, regardless of their attributes and compatibility, far exceeds that of the others.

For the five dogs, their relationship with the six dogs is like that of the eldest and second sons of the twin tyrants, or Lord Demon Mountain and Bo Yi—they are in sync, complement each other perfectly, and have a good balance of tension and relaxation.

A faint, almost imperceptible flame of purgatory; a well of abyss like a bubbling hot spring; a line of humanoid six dogs wielding bone and wood bows and arrows.
The Zerg had long noticed this strange creature, which they saw as basically just a skin wrapped around a bag of life energy, yet was enough to threaten the very foundation of their existence. However, with the Roach absent, the Widow unable to break through enemy barriers, and the Scyther relying entirely on its life to hold the line, it was truly like an ant trying to fight an elephant—it was too much of a struggle to be effective.

Unlike the other lackeys, the six dogs in the row did not wear much heavy, high-level forged armor. Given their fragility, external defense on them was as useless as the Ferocious Dragon Robe and the Commander's Mark to Li Cang. They wouldn't even survive long enough for the attack to completely tear apart the forged armor before being evenly coated by the shockwave.

The flames of Purgatory were extremely weak, and the birth rate of the six dogs was also worrying. They just wandered around the sky island idly, taking it for granted that they enjoyed the protection of the force field shield and the five dog swarm. Occasionally, they would draw their bows and nock their arrows, which would be a torrent of arrows that, like black crystal clusters, would tear a bloody path through the swarm of insects.

Armor reduction, true damage, blood exchange.

The combination skills that Liu Gouzi Li Leisi and Li Cang can unleash are extremely unreasonable. Once these lackeys, who have undergone multiple rounds of filtering and selection by a kind of rebellious son and the dog sea tide, appear around the sky island, they will be instantly killed.

"Wow~"

Another round of scorching, thousand-mile-long, feathered bone spears swept across the land. The rustling sound of Wu Gouzi and Liu Gouzi flapping their wings was indistinguishable from that of the Zerg. It was like thunder shattering the sky. Liu Gouzi, whose entire body was like red-hot metal, held a heavy bow. His fully mutated and metallic body was like intertwined metal fibers, flashing with scarlet three-phase pulses that were extremely conspicuous between the black and white plague clouds and the ice prison.

Calcium also has the metal radical.

The bowstring, interwoven with calcified metal fibers, emitted a terrifying roar, almost like a gantry crane operating at full power. Threads of energy channels, muscle lines, and bone fibers spread and grew along the arm to the bowstring, coalescing into a jagged arrow with countless irregularly shaped thorns of varying lengths.

As I said before, if you don't tell me and I don't ask, then nobody can really say what this thing is. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it's the spear-shaped hammer of an alien ramming machine. Even if the Mountain were to swing this thing at someone, it wouldn't feel out of place at all.

"Boom~"

The bowstring vibrated, sending out two fan-shaped oblique shock waves. The moisture was quickly devoured by the scorched earth for thousands of miles. The arrow was already crimson the moment it left the bowstring. There was a blank area three to five centimeters outward from the arrow's surface. Then, there was a dirty, raging, eerie fire, with a light green and deep scarlet color interwoven like blood.

Once the arrow is released, nothing can stop it.

Even with the terrifying strength of the chitinous carapace of the Mimi insect race, an arrow could shave off a foot or two in thickness, and the radius of the blasted surface reached an astonishing three meters.

And this was only because Liliana had intentionally slowed down the pace of harvesting souls and hadn't provided enough fuel, since there were only a few thousand six-dog creatures on the entire Sky Island that had lit the flame of life in the Well of the Abyss.

"Nesting. Ah."

The mage shifted his gaze upwards, looking towards the void beyond the rift passage. He was already eager to pay His Highness the High Priest a visit, and so on—a whole host of high-EQ and socially adept actions.

An anonymous demon from the underworld once said: There are also differences in the quality of souls. The population raised in the colony is fundamentally different from the high-quality firewood in his country. In her opinion, this difference is so great that it is like comparing soybean oil to No. 98.

In short, because of this small, insignificant six-man squad compared to the overall size of the battlefield, the insect swarm that had been able to withstand the bombardment of the America Federation's insectoid fleet and reach the edge of the sky island was forcibly pushed back. It was truly the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Li Cang waved his hand and said, "Men, put on your armor!"

One after another, the turtle-shelled water beetles crashed down from the air, flipping over and shaking out a huge number of large and small dogs. The appearance of these things here was somewhat worrying. After all, even if they gathered together and were full of turtle-shelled water beetles, their effect was probably only to feed half a plague digger with a single slide. But if they picked up the armor-shaving bow, they could at least be as useful as several six dogs.

However, Li Cang himself only had so many heavily armed henchmen stored in the mill during the various battles. Moreover, most of the inventory had been used to make room for the vibranium-based materials captured from prisons, leaving even less room for henchmen.

"Replace all the warhead filler in the ammunition with blackbody fragments, quick!"

It can only be said that he truly deserves to be called the second source of will in the void between the two sides of the strait. With a mere utterance of his lips, Li Cang could conjure up a terrifying story that could stop a child from crying at night or push an old lady across a red light.

Blackbody crystal clusters themselves are not enough to sustain life under normal conditions, but the Zerg's vigorous vitality makes up for this. How to describe it? In Li Cang's own words, this is like the relationship between anal laxity and hemorrhoids. Anyway, the next time we fight such a rich battle, we don't know when we'll be able to get a chance. Just do it.

"No...you fucking..." Old Wang, who had been keeping quiet for so long and whose composure had greatly improved, was finally broken by Li Cang's omnipresent and all-encompassing theory of excrement and piss: "I fucking beg you..."

Li Cang scoffed, "Even if you beg, you have to wait in line!"

Old Wang, at his wit's end, gave a thumbs-up and squeezed out a few words from between his back teeth: "Supreme Father, may you be awesome!" *Boom!*

Seemingly to complement this earth-shattering oath, the rift passage, so ugly it could almost be described as a large, multicolored chrysanthemum, suddenly expanded a thousandfold. The pitch-black trails radiating in all directions danced wildly, slicing the entire battlefield into countless independent subspace fragments that remained unhealed for a long time. As for the billions of unfortunate life units that were torn apart, the worldline tides within the pitch-black trails dissipated silently like a wisp of smoke with just a gust of wind.

"What the hell!" Old Wang was so startled that the hairs on his neck stood on end. He quickly waved his hands and said, "Don't make any noise, and don't think anything like that. It's not my dad, it's really not my dad!"

Who knows where that flag he planted will actually take root and sprout? Old Wang knows himself too well. This whole thing is like his mother is proving her enlightenment. He doesn't even dare to think about whether this statement, if it comes true in the form of a diode, will actually give him another father. The ambiguity is too great.

Li Leisi laughed so hard she almost fell over. A failed teleportation maneuver resulted in her slapping herself directly onto the face of a certain Ripper: "You're finished, you surnamed Wang, you're finished! God has granted your wish!"

Old Wang: (｀)╭∩╮

The slight advantage brought by the six dogs finally vanished within a radius of about 50 kilometers around the sky island. This distance seemed far and long, but even with great effort, it was only equivalent to ten or eight standard bugs strung together.

Moreover, the insects' counterattack was far more ferocious than imagined.

The various energy fields, force fields, buffs, artillery fire, skill glows, and subdomains that lingered on the battlefield seemed to dim suddenly for a frame or two. In the next instant, any blank space in sight was filled with giant, fanged limbs, lined up one after another, impenetrable to water. They were arranged, combined, and operated around the core of the battlefield like billions of star rings.

Layers of deep green light formed aurora-like streaks, and then, at a certain point on them, they suddenly collapsed, one after another, their number and energy level increasing exponentially, like billions of stars flowing in a river.

Li Cang raised his hand and created a direct link between the two girls, saying, "Get into the mill!"

This scene was all too familiar to him.

The next second, Li Leisi flashed away but only covered less than two hundred meters, just missing the same source link. As a result, she was as light as a beautiful soap bubble and shattered, leaving no flesh or blood, only a complete set of hideous dragon robes on the spot.

hum~
The rumbling of the refining array reverberated through the void. The sea of ​​dogs, the alien tide, the swarm of insects, the fleet—everything was blurred and dimmed by the blowing energy winds, as a torrent of energy was squeezed out and converged towards a certain point of collapse.

It took less than three seconds for all the entities to go from clamor to silence.

The corpse of the Fiend, who forged all of this with flesh and blood, stretched to the horizon, an unreachable void, as vast as a dead star system.

"Hey little sister, you're here?" Li Cang, bathed in an aura of immortality, looked up at the rift passage and flashed the most sincere and radiant smile he had ever given in his life: "Come in! Get on the kang! We've been waiting for you!"

"Crackling sound~"

First, a segmented limb stretching across the sky opened the edge of the rift. Then, a compound eye, humanoid but not entirely humanoid, completely blocked the entire rift passage. The giant eye looked at Li Cang, and with a sticky sound, the pupil suddenly shattered into countless fragments, rolling around in the eye and searching in all directions.

"Naughty!" Li Cang displayed a fatherly tolerance, his gaze practically doting, and beckoned, "There are no outsiders! They're all family! Come here!"

"The enemy horde! Heretics! A source of filth and contamination!"

"You flatter me!"

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The sound of space shattering was like the beating of a giant drum with the earth as its drumhead and the sky as its skin, deafening and resounding. Li Cang's immortal aura was still there, but it was forced to teeter on the brink of collapse.

The master of the nest still exists in a form that is half insect and half human, but this form obviously does not mean anything, as its form can be modified at any time.

The only difference is...
This thing actually had injuries. In the instant that the three-phase anchor vaguely revealed the incomplete life force of the nest master, Li Cang suddenly narrowed his pupils to the size of pinpoints and stared directly at its bulging chest.

Not only is life flawed
It didn't even have time to fully repair the physical damage!
"I @#￥%..." Li Cang gasped, clicking his tongue, then instantly switched to an emoji, looking like a grinning, defeated dog bowing and scraping: "Your Majesty the Corpse Weaver, this humble gift is of little importance. May I ask if you are well?"

For someone who prides himself on being a writer, such a basic error in terminology is simply unforgivable, clearly demonstrating the utter chaos and confusion within His Excellency the Magician.

this.
This Timi is almost a fully completed Primarch of the Lair!
Just crossing the street and someone groped me like this? Um, I'm sorry, I admit I was young and arrogant and used to speak a bit loudly.
Li Cang stared wide-eyed at the dog, peering around expectantly, but found nothing unusual. He breathed a sigh of relief, but was also somewhat disappointed. In this cesspool, the more things involved, the better, but unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. These guys were all incredibly reserved, and no matter how much he called, they wouldn't come.

"Where did I go wrong? Where did I go wrong?!" Then, the Mage reverted to his hypocritical pitying demeanor: "My child, how did you end up like this? It's terrible! Come here, Daddy will love you!"

Lord of the Nest:
To be honest, firstly, the sarcastic remarks don't translate into any real damage output, and secondly, the emotional state of all the individual units in the large group is just simulated. Otherwise, the damage numbers from this attack would easily fill several terabytes on Timi's hard drive.

Endless fleshy tentacles emerged from the giant eye and from the corners of the rift passage, seemingly fast but actually slow, climbing and hanging the entire sky in a dark, low-hanging motion, as if trying to ride on the face of the earth. Then, they exploded, collapsed, expanded, and multiplied, repeating the cycle like a beating alien heart.