The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2600 Old Wang: Ha, a crude brute.
For Li Leisi and Da Laowang, the most urgent task on the battlefield is of course to get away from Li Cang. What are you, a mere Zerg, to be worthy of fighting on the top lane?
Gamblers, socially anxious, drug addicts, alcoholics, unscrupulous capitalists, and those with a confrontational personality.
When these terrifying terms are combined together, it's no longer just an ecological reaction in the ordinary sense; at the very least, it has to be a family drama, a magical melodrama, starting with nine seasons.

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Old Wang, guarding the vast empty island, couldn't help but sigh, "What is the point of a man having a home?" He thought to himself, "That damned old woman Li Niang, that dog kennel, even the Abyss Well has been cultivated in her native land. I don't think this damned thing will show me any mercy."

"Wait... why is it so quiet all of a sudden? What the hell?" Master Wang didn't even need to look up to feel a blazing flame scorching his skull, followed by a violent energy wind that drained the air from the entire area: "Sure enough, other people's wives are always sweeter. Heh, you've already fallen for someone else so quickly?"

The Lord of the Nest, with its truly sky-covering arthropods, tore through the entire field of vision like a magnificent galaxy. Its flesh and blood turned crimson due to the violent acceleration, and it resembled a terrifying celestial behemoth that broke through the atmosphere from the galaxy. The endless free-floating stars and plasma around it radiated intense jets in all directions in a collapsing manner, with the main body heading straight for the America Federation fleet.

However, the America Confederation was no pushover either. They were even more adept at this than Ximen Qing, who had been hit by Jinlian's stick. In an instant, brilliant starlight emanated from inside each ship, outlining the massive fleet into a vast net.

Boom~
The lord of the lair's arthropods pierced through the densely woven network of the fleet as if puncturing a non-existent subspace vesicle, causing the submerged mixed surface layer to surge with towering waves, bearing an undeserved calamity for the fleet.

The lower ends of the lord's limbs were embedded in the ground, while the upper part was obscured by the slowly gathering energy storm. The entire structure, physically connected to the sky and the earth, was at least tens or hundreds of kilometers high, just in terms of what was exposed to everyone's view.

This segmental limb had clearly detached from the main body of the nest. As soon as it landed, it immediately began its self-reproduction logic. The storage tentacles and root systems, numbering in the billions, grew wildly, taking root in the earth and the void. In an instant, the weather changed drastically, green mist took shape, and a microclimate evolved to infect the insect form.

"Grass" Lao Wan displayed an astonishing sense of responsibility, grimacing and suppressing his inner fear as he grabbed Li Cang, whose eyes were already burning with red and white flames, and forcibly turned him around: "This way, face the enemy! This way, face the enemy! There, there, there! Do you see that?! The Lord of the Nest has taken root! Blow it up!"

Li Cang smiled, his expression both wicked and arrogant, his fate uncertain: "You! Can you sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star?"

"I know how to send it." Old Wang swallowed the rest of his words with a gulp, his mouth full of saliva. He stomped his teeth, gritted his teeth, pinched his nose, and admitted it. The background music started playing: "Every night I think of my mother's words, hehehehe, a bowl of wine, black hair will turn white, the stars in the sky point to the Big Dipper!"

The code was correct, human guidance was successful, first-stage separation, second-stage separation.
boom!
The Lord of the Nest shook his jade hand three times, and the green mist was instantly stirred up by the power of the three phases, expanding into a turbid and muddy state.

On the other side, the America Federation fleet, which had remained unmoved despite the Lord of the Nest's deliberate and fierce attack, was thrown into chaos. The once perfect net was now being used to unleash molten metal bombs while fleeing in disarray, much like a swaggering old man in elementary school, smoking a cigarette while holding a mop dipped in excrement, gesturing wildly. No one could stop him from breaking through the encirclement in the slightest, including the headmaster.

"Finally, we've gotten rid of this plague."

Old Wang muttered a curse, then sincerely and deeply praised himself for his top-notch wisdom and survival philosophy in defending the Sky Island and striking at the enemy.

Ha! A truly outstanding achievement! A master strategist!
Before Master Wang could finish speaking, the molten metal bombs began to rain down. Old Wang leaped into the air, activated his hammer, and used bold strokes to direct the barrage of bullets to other areas.

This is the limitation of cheap firearms. To deal with this thing that has not been integrated by the system's prayer, you don't even need a protective force field or a physical shield. A floating force field is enough. Even the dragging sword technique seems to be wasted.

Of course.
It's not that it's easy. Any talk of damage without considering the scale is just bullying. The size of Old Wang's Sky Island means that he alone will get hammered and battered. Even if you dislocate Niu Zi's shoulder, you still won't be able to handle it.

The only good news is that the leaders of the Ten Palaces of the Sky Palace and their allied forces accepted the relief from the Silver Ridge Behemoth. The ice layer is not good at defending against bugs, but it is really good at defending against friendly forces. The molten bombs slam down, and apart from the large-scale steam clouds, it is difficult to achieve any more constructive results in the later stages.

Old Wang immediately realized, "Oh~ no wonder water sprays out from under the rocket when it launches~ I'm a real genius~ I'd like to name this the Wang's Bulletproof Theorem!"

"Boom~"

A troop of blue-striped soldiers riding giant four-winged flying rainbow foxes passed by. Each soldier popped a small blue pill into their mouth and unleashed hundreds of brilliant skills as if they were free. Then they leaped up and fiercely and passionately discussed the pros and cons with the insects, using blue bars to replace health bars. They were truly the magic-wielding warriors.

The Blue Strip Army, numbering less than five hundred men, somehow managed to coat the entire battlefield with a cool, subtle pale blue hue. Regardless of their actual combat strength, their sheer presence was incredibly impressive.

Several fel chains bound a pile of Zerg limbs torn apart by brutal physical magic. Old Wang looked them over with an air of superiority, clicking his tongue in disgust: "No matter how fancy the tricks they use, they're still just hacked to death. You crude brutes!"

However, but, but.

These blue-striped soldiers didn't seem to be really squeezed by the power of the three phases. They were full of energy and spirit, jumping around and expressing their opinions to the insects the whole time, which left Old Wang stunned.

"Bang bang~"

Old Wang felt a sudden blur in his vision and a sharp pain in his body. He was then swallowed by something he didn't know what it was. It seemed to be some kind of mutated bloodline creature, but its life force field was tainted with a strong insectoid aura.

"Boom~"

Less than half a second later, the hammer tore the mutated life form to pieces, but no light could enter Old Wang's eyes; they remained completely black.