The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2604 Subordinate Status: Fate's Servant Transformation (Latest three chapters, please subscribe!)

However, when the mage looked up again, the Anti-Mage's two halves of his body had long since disappeared.

Li Cang lowered his head, then raised it again, rubbed his eyes, and rubbed them again.

After failing to find any traces of blood on the ground, he fell into a long period of deep, existential turmoil for a second. Then, out of nowhere, his mind went blank, his memory was cleared, a new thread switched, and with a joyful shout, he went off to continue messing with the bugs.

buzz~
The release density of the Isolie's Inferno and the Blackbody Crystal Cluster is like countless old disco balls hanging in the middle of a battlefield, but even more unpredictable.

The foehn winds, often dozens of times stronger than normal winds, truly tore the earth apart like a volcanic eruption, stirring up smoke and lightning storms. The energy storms above the dome, formed from the Zerg, the alien tides, and the cannons, were overturned and shattered, swirling wildly around the passage of the foehn winds like a pile of rags, before gathering and falling like sticky, stringy rain.

This multiplier doesn't refer to the blessing from the Twilight Bracelet or the Three Calamities and Eight Disasters, but rather to the specialized Burning Wind counter-damage multiplier. In short, this thing emphasizes that you need luck to have a health bar, health to have counter-damage, counter-damage to have a certain value, value to have a mechanism, mechanism to have a probability, and probability to have luck. It can only be said that this kind of berserk alcohol seems to go beyond simple mental pollution and physical combat power, but rather to luck value.

A bloody storm ensued.

Li Cang raised his hand, attracting the attention of the doghouse.

Tens of thousands of breeding bone spears, without any delay, unleashed a devastating attack on the area where the Nest Master's severed arm had planted them. These things were often several kilometers long, and even though they were not part of the firepower output category, their power was still considerable.

Well.
You can even clearly see the tiny figure of the mage being tossed around like a kite with a broken string within the flames of the plasma storm, hissing and emitting smoke, constantly bursting out fragments of people in various shapes from the inside out.

Interestingly, the vanished Anti-Mage suddenly reappeared outside the chaotic storm, stealthily watching and waiting for the right moment. His twin daggers transformed into spears, blazing with boiling blue flames—

Boom!

The shockwaves dispelled the lingering power of the storm, but what the Anti-Mage had been waiting for was not the surprise of a decisive victory, but rather the deliberate and fierce attack from the Mage.

"Ha~"

"Do you really think I'm fucking sober?!"

"Bring it to you!"

The great wand wedged itself into the Anti-Mage's spine from behind, the familiar formula and the familiar taste, in the same spot as before, exactly the same.

Li Cang is a vengeful person, extremely vengeful, to an extreme degree.

Immediately, a hand emerged from the storm dust, activating simultaneously with the Spine Worm's myriad threads, severing its chance to appear. The Anti-Mage was pulled into the storm, followed by a set of non-standard ground moves that required no skill but were unsolvable even by the Great Thunder King himself. The battle officially entered the wrestling in the cesspool phase.

"Strange." Xiao Yi knew all too well the explosive power of the latrine wrestling technique; there was no need to pull the trigger for the "warmth in the countryside" campaign anymore. She silently looked away from the sniper scope, but this familiar style did indeed remind the young lady of an old friend, so she muttered to herself, "What's going on? Wasn't Cheng already internally absorbed by Wang Shifei?" Fake and ineffective assassination attempts: Queen of Pain, Black Bird, Anti-Mage (×)
A truly effective assassination: Apokolips Sniper God (√)

"that is"

"Yes, miss, and you too."

"Bang!"

The radiant smile of the large-mouthed demon with its dark red lips and red teeth, floating in the collapsing energy vortex in mid-air, froze on its face. It stiffly lowered its head little by little, staring blankly at the SOP section of the muzzle brake that was inserted into its chest and protruded from its back along with the bone fragments for a long, long time.

“Beautiful lady, you may call me Doom.” Dark red lava flowed from the wound on its chest, melting the one-time-use muzzle device made of high-grade mutated alloy. Its wings, which looked like they had been gnawed by rats, were now shattered and broken, only incomplete bones remaining. Simultaneously, flames rose and shaped them. It drew a two-handed greatsword from the collapsing void behind it, and with a flick, imbued it with flames: “Unbelievable! Such a kind and pure soul would do such a despicable thing. And I am willing to believe that you did not do it willingly!”

[Doomsday Messenger]

Races: Nightmare, Demon, Fantasy Manifestation Bloodline, Alienation, Human and Humanoid Races, Aberrant Lifeforms, Subordinate Fate Servant
Height: 326cm
Weight: 6.8t
Life: x
Physical strength: 100%
Strength: 88kc
Agility: 11c
Status: Stage 6 of the Fifth Transformation
Abilities: Gluttony, Devour, Death, Scorched Earth, Doomsday, Hell, **, **, **
no doubt.

This is the chosen one that Old Wang was talking about.

The young lady, who was using the muzzle brake as a concealed weapon, was also completely bewildered. She paused for a moment, then instinctively made that standard operating procedure move—

Then both of them were completely stunned.

The two objects were already positioned close together, and the SOP was nearly four meters long. When raised like this, it became a physical bridge for communication, with the muzzle almost shoving into the other person's mouth.

"Tap~" The very polite Mr. Doom tapped the barrel of the SOP, baring his six long, boar-like tusks protruding from his mouth. His square, goat-like pupils contracted and dilated, and he said with great interest, "An interesting toy. But before that, perhaps we can sit down and have a cup of tea. It's been a long time since I've been to the material world. Everything here truly exhilarates me!"

Tai Xiaoyi frowned, her gesture bearing a striking resemblance to Li Cang's: "Thank you, but my upbringing doesn't allow me to have any interest in drinking tea with strange men!"

"No, no, no~" A dark red flame ignited from the gun barrel that Mr. Doom had struck, casting the same somber hue over SOP and even Tai Xiaoyi: "Beautiful lady, I think you have some misunderstanding about me. Our race obviously doesn't have anything like gender or physical characteristics. However, it is true that I would enjoy killing you and destroying your soul, preferably with a cup of freshly brewed fruit tea from your kitchen, with milk and half sugar!"

Tai Xiaoyi pulled the trigger, but the bloodline that drives SOP did not respond. With the emergency restraint weapon arranged by Lao Wang already ineffective, she could not control SOP with her own flesh and blood.

“Yes, beautiful lady.” Doom, clutching the bullet, looked down at Tai Xiaoyi, whose shoulder had instantly exploded into a cloud of blood and she lay motionless on the ground. “I have mercifully shown you respect, and I think you should respect me in return. This is both punishment and a gift.”

"Whoosh... It's... it smells delicious food!" Liliana, her long, slender snake tail slithering out of the void, closed her eyes, her nostrils flaring as she followed the scent, her body ethereal like a ghost: "How can there be the smell of fresh food on a floating island??"