The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2679 The Real and Fake Mage
The third front, the battlefield.

It's clear that Du Niu is very proud to be working with Ms. Campbell, and his approach is extremely aggressive, almost like a peacock spreading its tail feathers.

However, the sheer force of these thick-skinned, powerful insects, capable of flying like bricks, would still bore the magician even amidst rivers of blood. In comparison, he would much rather leave these locusts, which were just like the America Confederation and wore baggy pants, to his rebellious sons and the mountains of corpses and seas of dogs to slowly devour, while he went to chat and flirt with those followers who had been corrupted and turned against him by the insectoid transformation.

Faced with this seemingly endless torment of a lifespan that is both visible to the naked eye and impossible to see the end, even Li Cang needs to prepare himself mentally.

While Zerg flesh and blood may be acceptable as resources and prayer offerings, in terms of sacrificial value, it is essentially secondhand material that has already been shaped once.

money.
Perhaps only the portion exceeding the value of labor can bring happiness; otherwise, it's just pure compensation for hard-earned money, emotional distress, and humiliation.

Dull.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't slept for too long and his SAN value was at its lowest, or perhaps it was the laziness common to all humans, but in any case, His Highness the Mage suddenly found himself in such a lethargic mental state, even wanting to borrow Li Leisi's phone to play a relaxing and educational game or have a few drinks to cultivate his mind.

Dog Kun shook its head and wagged its tail. Li Cang sat blankly on top of Dog Kun's head with Campbell. The three enormous creatures, along with the seemingly living metal tides, insect swarms, and Du Lao's ecology, whispered and rubbed together, producing terrifying sounds like glaciers collapsing. These sounds continuously bombarded the eardrums of any living unit on the battlefield except for the Zerg themselves.

So to some extent, humans may still rely too much on the language system.

So much so that the way these two mages interacted was inexplicably a little awkward, emmmm, at least the wartime dry humor that Teacher Cang was particularly good at was a bit useless at this time.

The attacks of unknown origin continued to tear at Li Cang, producing explosive reverse effects. Despite the erosion and reduction caused by the metal frenzy and the Du Lao ecosystem, the blackbody crystal clusters continued to slowly and steadfastly build their nest with Li Cang at its core.

Clusters of scorching winds, which could even be described as bright in this situation, rose from the ground, gradually tearing and illuminating the blood and flesh ripples on the ground. Further out, there were the plague clouds of Bone Sister, the metallic splendor of Blade Sister and Serpent, the ice and snow prison of Silver Ridge Beast, the Twin Tyrants, and their four firewood dogs, who risked their lives to create clear dividing lines.

The lackeys that poured down from the cracks in the several channels of the same origin hadn't even landed before they were kneaded into a sticky pulp by the energy winds and the frenzied output all over the world. Occasionally, a few clumps of turtle-shelled water beetles that were huddled together were torn in two by the rampaging insects and fell to the ground with a thud. Six dogs rode on five dogs in groups and were active in the range of four dogs' burning life flames, in order to maximize the protection of their relatively fragile little bodies from the insectization infection.

ta-dah~
Suddenly, a delicate little hand belonging to Ya Mei broke the same source link, snapped her fingers, winked at him playfully, and then stealthily shrank her neck and disappeared.

The Silent Realm instantly took shape.

"She's kind of cute!" All the mockery fell silent, leaving only Campbell's clear voice: "I like her!"

Li Cang was somewhat amused and exasperated: "Ya Mei is quite different from other servants of fate. She's very fragile and extremely picky about food. She hasn't found a way to advance yet, so I try to avoid letting her participate in any slightly dangerous situations."

“But her power attribute has always been there.” Sister Kan squinted and looked around: “Here, there, in all the places that can be seen and those that cannot.”

"However, it's not very meaningful against extraterrestrial demons of the insect level." Li Cang nodded halfway, then suddenly said, "Wait, you mean, you can see it, directly?"

Kan Jie mimicked Ya Mei's mannerisms, winking playfully. Then, remembering the previous question about the original form, she pouted and said, "Hmm, those humans outside call this second vision, third vision, or something like that. In the face of a life form of your caliber, or rather, a life level, this kind of little trick should be considered instinctive, right?"

""

Please explain in detail what I mean by my level of life form or life level. Li Cang couldn't explain; this was too hurtful. So humble.

I am a dignified mage, how could I be so ashamed?

What's even more hurtful is that, Ms. Campbell, she really does have magic powers! While the two of them were sitting here as targets, she had been drawing an unpredictable power from the surrounding energy winds to weave a very eye-catching runic ring, which was now almost finished.

Li Cang felt like a nettle had grown under his buttocks: "What's this?"

“It?” Campbell said. “Well, as far as I know, you humans have something called a vaccine. I made this based on the known Zerg life code, so I wanted to call it—”

"Memevirus?"

"Scalpel!"

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After a moment of silence, Campbell muttered to himself, "I don't know if it will work. These ugly things are so noisy and distracting that I have a hard time concentrating."

Li Cang could understand the meaning of the word "noisy" in quotation marks to some extent: "You should stay with my mother for a while. She can always quiet down any living thing. Um, Martinis, Martinis might be able to help you."

"And her," Campbell drew a small heart shape, clearly referring to Ya Mei's heart-shaped whip tail: "I like her."

Li Cang nodded: "Understood."

This is a bit more interesting. Could it be that Ya-mei has some kind of soul-soothing effect, or is Kan-jie simply fond of the so-called "pure" essence of life?

As the last grotesque rune took shape in Campbell's hand, the entire crown-like wreath shone brilliantly, and ripples of some kind of power drawn from the surrounding battlefield or the void became instantly visible to the naked eye.

However.
Campbell's little face suddenly scrunched up, and he muttered, his face flushed, "Oh no... something went wrong. I don't think I can cast it properly."

"so."

"You come!"

"what?"

Some esteemed sorcerers can invent a spell on the spot with a flash of inspiration, while others are only fit to be the primer for an explosive device.
Tsk.

The triggering mechanism of this meme virus, which targets the very essence of Zerg life, is equally insane. In layman's terms, this thing needs an explosive force that primarily damages by disintegrating bloodlines but is actually a non-bloodline power to act as the fuse. To put it even more simply, things like the Little Skeleton Demon, the Great Blood Explosion, and the Ship-Slaying Blade are all ideal gas canisters.