The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2624 Sitting down
Outside the thicket of black thorns, the frenzied bombardment of the insect swarm was not even as loud as the cluster explosion of the "cancer-like" bullets that caught turtles in a jar. A series of dizzying muffled sounds slowly and endlessly echoed through the thicket in the form of shockwaves.

"Boom~"

The entire sky island was like sardines in a can, with a muddy texture and a lot of water. A segmented limb belonging to the master of the nest suddenly tore through the thorn forest and stuck straight up onto Li Cang's sky island, like a sheer cliff reaching the sky.

The crackling sounds continued incessantly as clusters of overripe reproductive vesicles rapidly swelled and filled every inch of the smooth, gleaming chitinous exoskeleton of the segmental limbs, flowing freely like molten lava.

"Huh? Getting anxious~" Li Cang glanced at the enormous limb that was so large that only a flat surface could be seen: "Delivering it to your door is such a professional practice!"

The tomb guardian beast was probably stunned for a moment.

After a reaction time of about ten seconds, towering tentacles burst forth from the ground, surging towards the arthropods from all directions. The arthropods, whose core nature had been completely transferred from the nest's master limbs to disposable reproductive tools, had clearly lost their original structural strength; a series of cracking sounds, like collapsing mountains, filled the air.

Its daybreak.

The Lord of the Nest, with his impeccably handsome face, withdrew an overly involved glance from the hole in the Blackthorn Forest. His half-regenerated limbs waved, and the swarming Zerg army instantly dyed the entire world a deep, dark green.

"Damn it, red and green together!" Old Wang rubbed the goosebumps rising on his body. "This place is so bad, they wouldn't even need a set for a horror movie."

"Dude, you're scared of this too? What's there that you're not afraid of?"

"Miss, I have a question for you, and you must answer truthfully. When you and this guy watch a horror movie, are you able to lift him up?"

"We haven't seen it before. We can try it next time."

Not only the thirsty tomb guardian beasts, but the living flesh and blood of Li Cang Sky Island itself seemed to boil instantly. The scarlet color rose wildly upwards along the tentacles of the tomb guardian beasts, slowly swallowing everything like a tide. After more than ten minutes, even the bloated hills formed by the massive amount of matter were flattened.

Li Cang beckoned with his finger, and the power of the three phases erupted like a volcano, carrying the infinitely proliferating and mitotic black body crystal clusters that were wedged straight into the void. What followed was the familiar explosion of the cluster of cancer-related bullets that the group had instinctively steadied themselves in. A visible torrent of the power of the three phases poured down from the gap above and the cancerous and mutated tissue, almost igniting the black body that stood like a solitary peak into a translucent torch.

"啕~"

Li Cang let out a dry heave.

Suddenly, his veins bulged and his skin cracked, exposing his jagged muscle bundles with bulging, winding blood vessels. Crimson blood mist gushed out from every pore of his body, making him look like a human spray bottle. Even those who had been tried by the Spanish Inquisition were not a tenth as badly injured as him.

"Ah~!" Tai Xiaoyi was quite frightened and instinctively grabbed the ginseng nourishing pills next to her and shoved them into Li Cang's mouth: "Teacher Cang! Teacher Cang, are you alright, Teacher Cang!"

Li Cang nodded weakly: "Luckily, I have a good appetite, so digesting a little bit of wax-sealed mutated metal shell isn't a big problem!"

"Ah!" Tai Xiaoyi didn't know where to put her hands. "I'm so sorry... I... I think I forgot again in my haste."

Li Lei lowered her eyelids, remaining remarkably calm: "Hey, big son, you haven't been infected by the insect's insect-like transformation, emmmm, or perhaps the infectivity of the three-phase power has directly assimilated you into a flesh-and-blood ascending energy entity, have you?"

Old Wang scoffed, "Then tell me, where exactly is this anthropomorphic thing lacking in the realm you described?"

"It makes no difference."

"Teacher Ni Cang"

"Hiss, it's okay, I'm fine!"

"Holy crap!" Old Wang's sudden, pitiful scream was no small matter; he kicked over the table with his foot. "Dude! Here's a mirror! Want to see what you look like now?" "What's the big deal!" Li Leisi protectively exclaimed, "Are you crazy?!"

"Zhong, don't make sarcastic remarks."

"No! Which of you saw me looking like I was joking?! You don't understand!" Old Wang was already getting impatient, snapping a few photos: "You, surnamed Li, you fucking see for yourself!"

The phone's camera was severely interfered with, resulting in large areas of faded, distorted, and pixelated images of radiation. However, even so, it still captivated the magician instantly.

The torn skin, exposed muscles, dangling blood vessels, and porcelain-white bones have unknowingly become imprinted and twisted together with the energy veins of the three phases of power.

Dense arrays of blood vessels, muscles, energy, and bone fibers radiate irregularly from behind, extending into the ground, into the black thorn forest, and into the void in all directions. Meanwhile, the internal flow of the three phases of energy flows in the exact opposite direction, forming a disordered and interactive vortex.

Phosphorescent light flickered, and a foul stench filled the air.

The self-healing ability brought about by the outrageously vigorous vitality seemed to be oversaturated and thus constrained at this moment. It only lingered and pulsed along the damaged edges of the flesh and blood, like combs and fine scales, piled up in layers.

The poor phone couldn't even last three seconds in Li Cang's hands before it became completely cancerous, dripping stickily down. Li Cang looked up and smiled: "How did you know it was like this?"

"I peeked at your dog's sketch!" Old Wang clicked his tongue, "Dad, I'm begging you, can you please stop laughing?"

"Did I laugh?"

"So can you fucking stop laughing now?"

"Are you two exchanging secret signals here?" Li Lei frowned, looking like she wanted to punch someone: "Spit it out if you have something to say!"

Old Wang didn't wait a second: "He's turned to death! That son of a bitch is now just like him in his 2.0 version, with his death-sitting posture!"

"?"

Tai Xiaoyi and Li Lei both turned to look at Li Cang.

"Emmm, it might be somewhat similar," the mage said, shrugging expressionlessly. "But when have I ever not been this style?"

Tai Xiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief: "Hmm."

Li Leisi raised her middle finger: "Tch!"

"you--"

Old Wang's words were on the tip of his tongue when Li Cang's disdainful, baring-toothed look choked him back, making him feel somewhat insecure.

But it's still not right.

After the illusion created by the Tianwen Stele, Li Cang wrote a lot of texts and drew a lot of random things, as if he was afraid of forgetting something.

As we all know, people who are good at sculpting can still develop some skills even if they don't have a background in painting. So even if it was just a fleeting glimpse with only a few strokes, based on that abstract and strange style, Old Wang didn't think there was anything wrong with his memory.