The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2627 Old Wang: Come on, splatter my brains out!
The death knell bowed its head, its jagged, cracked mouth, split to the back of its head, wailed with a mournful howl that sounded like both crying and laughing. Its head of long, rough hair, resembling tentacles, was adorned with bizarre, rune-like pendants, neither gold nor jade, and its black feathers and embers drifted by.

The swirling clusters of gemstones at the tips of the enormous wings, which are formed by the endless proliferation of countless feathers, resemble a throne made of thorns, feathers, tentacles, blood, and fire.

On this flamboyant and demonic life form, Old Wang looked down at the sky island, clicking his tongue in disapproval.

Regardless of whether the art style is out of place with everything around it, this thing is actually two separate layers. The diameter of the floating island, completely entangled and entwined by the hideous and twisted black crystal clusters, has reached an astonishing hundreds of kilometers. In the equally sharp gaps created by the interlacing of sharp and long thorns, countless lackeys number one, two, four, three, five, and six, along with the Zerg from the two opposing factions, are eternally churning and churning the cancerous and mutated tissue, with dismembered bodies and severed limbs spraying out in a torrent.

A layer of dark, deep shadow mirror, capable of swallowing light, perfectly divides the sky island along the plane of the orbital line, like a symmetrical tangent between inverted worlds. Bone Girl, Blade Girl, Serpent, Silver Ridge Beast, Matchmaker, Great Corpse Brother, Qiu Goukun and their rebellious offspring each guard their own side, with various different domains, force fields and power attributes spreading and radiating in all directions of the sky island, continuously radiating unclear boundaries.

Old Wang probably felt he needed to complain about the ridiculously high SAN (Sanity) threshold of this guy, just like Li Cang complained about his own crude martial arts skills. He opened his mouth, but in the end, he just patted the tip of Deathstroke's wing with exceptional kindness: "My sweety beauty, you don't need to see this kind of thing. Don't force yourself~"

"Om~"

Like the embers of a waterfall cascading from the sky, wings bound the approaching insectoids in the form of a force field. Fel fire, shimmering with crimson lightning scars, gently licked them. In the shrill screams that resonated from their mouthparts, exoskeletons, and muscle gaps, the life force of hundreds and thousands of insects was about to be extinguished, suppressed to the point that they could no longer support the free operation of their entire body system, leaving only unconscious spasms and convulsions.

The next second, the Fel Chain Page Hammer tentacles spewed out wildly, like billions of arrows completely shattering the Zerg's body in front of it, transforming it into a muddy entity somewhere between an energy matrix and Zerg-like contaminated matter. The blade's momentum did not assimilate them, but merely bound and carried the torrent of matter into a sharp blade that slashed towards its own kind.

"Whoosh~ Wuhu~" Old Wang whistled, feeling an indescribable sense of pleasure from showing off in front of others: "This strike, I would call 'the fruit of midsummer'!"

Then, Old Wang slammed a big dick right onto half of his pretty face.

This is the fruit, this is the height of summer.

Flesh and blood tissue has completely replaced the void scars around the rift passage, thoroughly solidifying and fleshing out the passage. Half of the Nest Lord's body radiates a flesh and blood mesh that blots out the sky, blocking the passage. Behind it, insect-like matrix gushes out and evolves into a bunch of huge reproductive vesicles that look like inverted mountain peaks.

After the subneural network materialized, the fleshy mesh did not continue to spread deeper into the third line. Instead, it slowly tightened into the channel like a fishing net that had been swung around, carrying the fish that were caught in the net. Even the crisscrossing stretch marks appeared.

"You bunch of good-for-nothings, you're all useless," Old Wang said, sitting on Deathstroke's fair and jade-like chest, pounding his chest and stamping his feet. "Poor little me, my little pink-haired one, tsk tsk, are you still so flexible now?"

Death Knell: ?
It's appalling to look at; they treat life like dirt.

Old Wang coughed, then swung his hammer so fast it flew up, taking away all the surrounding insect swarms and alien tide dogs, wiping them out smoothly and effortlessly.

"I think these bugs are trying to reshape and stabilize the passage with their own flesh and blood. These things always have some rather simple, single-threaded intelligence." Old Wang seemed to sense something, frowned, raised his hand, and continued to mutter, "Speaking of which, some unnamed mages seem to have the same style, don't they? Miss, yes, yes, come on, shoot me here, and splatter my brains out!"

A deep green bullet, delayed for a few seconds, flew out from the mage's lair, tracing several erratic arcs that nearly grazed Old Wang's scalp as it flew towards the rift passage. The moon fell; a celestial tribulation.

The gathering energy surged into a storm cloud, and before it could unleash its power, it caused the surrounding flesh and blood mesh to collapse in patches, spreading out a huge number of tentacles that bared their fangs and claws and rushed toward the energy convergence point, like moths to a flame.

"Boom~"

Its malevolent flames were overwhelming, devastating and highly contagious.

This is at least a bomb ignited with five or six dogs as fuel. Its power already contains a considerable amount of the affinity that should belong to a mage. It is like a cluster bomb of armor-piercing arrows launched with the Red Earth Thousand Mile Force Field as its primer, savagely and brutally cutting away everything around it.

Torn shreds of flesh and blood dripped down, converging in the gaps between the floating landmasses, forming a vast, raging sea. The clash between the insect-like energy matter and the explosive arrows and cancerous mutations was far from over.

The collapse of the flesh-and-blood mesh, with a diameter of tens of kilometers, did not even affect the movements of the Zerg below who were using it as a guide. Seeing this, Old Wang couldn't help but sigh and grabbed the communicator with dissatisfaction: "Idiot, are you blind? Now you know where to shoot?"

The sudden roar of the king over the regional broadcast startled everyone, including those from America's former residence, as well as the followers and groups from various factions in the Pan-Island Chain settlements. The commotion by BYD was too loud and too sudden. In this situation, there was no Guanyin Bodhisattva to give any advance warning. It felt like their eardrums were about to explode.

"Fuck, are you blind? Are you all blind? Why didn't anyone warn us that the Lord of the Nest is widening the rift passage?"

Didn't this just remind you?

"Most of our weapons can't reach this height. If we switch to the Fate Servant, we need to pay attention to its four attributes. If we get it wrong, we'll be in big trouble!"

"Damn it! How did your America Confederation's silicon-based thermoelectric cannons shoot so high? Humanity is in dire straits, so let's all share the technology, guys!"

"Ha, I could hear you doing this even in the subspace!"

"Did a Taro just fly by?"

"Bullshit! That's clearly the sacred image of our Emperor!"

"Can't you all shout 'I mourn your mother' on some other area's radio? Shout it out here, right here on your own kang (heated brick bed)?"