The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2691 Controlling the Strings for Ten Thousand
Li Cang didn't care what kind of physical or mental state these scoundrels were in when they were fighting with insects, but what was noteworthy was that, quite suddenly, he himself had become the most unsuitable person to appear on the battlefield.

Anti-infective properties.
Then, it's not like we're fighting against whose infection.

Yes, the insect made it easier to include infectivity in its genetic sequence, but the magician is a different story; his nature is rooted in bloodline and loyal to lifespan.

“ε=(ο｀*)))”

"Send all the merits to them," Li Cang said with a weary wave of his hand.

"work!"

Accompanying the crashing tortoise-shell water beetles and the live dog waterfall were seven hideous and terrifying homologous link scars that had completely lost their original shape. The long-accumulated dog den suddenly unleashed three waves of reproductive tides, etching the traces of feathered bone spears, which were hundreds or even thousands of meters long, all over the entire skyline.

The Abyss Well resembled a complex and twisted network of living roots winding down from the void, with even the smallest parts spewing out six dogs at an astonishing rate, like a mosquito plague on the tundra or a locust plague on the grassland, with raging waves and dark clouds overhead.

What's even more interesting is that they actually took the initiative to start brewing armor-piercing arrows using the spore tide of the tomb guardian beasts as raw materials, which amazed even the mage.

"roar~"

The giant zombie, already possessing a self-sufficient armor structure resembling a wall of sighs, was covered a second time with a mimicry wand. Between the crimson and pale white areas were countless unreasonable and ferocious thorns. At only a few meters tall, it wouldn't even be considered a pimple among a swarm of insects. Yet, it single-handedly swatted away a group of evil widows 2.0, unleashing several dozen black tiger heart-stealing monkey peach-stealing attacks in half a second, quite reminiscent of its father's style.

So far, of the three methods to combat infectivity, at least 1.8% are aimed at the Great Corpse Brother. Its absolute bloodline purification makes the Great Corpse Brother like an absolutely inert substance. Not to mention others, even it itself can no longer correct even the slightest bit of its own properties. If we don't consider the bloodline issue, even the instructor would probably have to praise it as a body without impurities or leaks.

What bug?
Insect!

What kind of loving fatherly love?

Elder brother is like father!

After several attempts, the Great Corpse Brother finally set its sights on these biting and disgusting creatures. It was itself a result of mitosis, which was consistent with its father's nature. The Evil Widow 2.0 could almost be said to have been created entirely to hold off the Mage. Its attack power was average and its health bar was infinite. The two combined were like a rat dropping finally meeting its pot of porridge. Stirring and stirring, the porridge turned into droppings.

what is this?
This is the story of a father and son becoming brothers after many years, a romance and bond unique to the old father and his rebellious son!

"Did you see that? Did you see that!" Li Cang pointed at the giant corpse brother with a trembling finger and berated the group of rebellious offspring. He then turned to praise the insects: "Damn it, you have no credibility at all! You said there would only be one? Huh? You beast!" It's reasonable for a Nest Lord to produce one Evil Widow 2.0. Obviously, with the Mage, he now needs to face not just one Nest Lord, but the entire Nest City.

Bone Girl and Blade Girl, one loves beauty and the other is a picky eater, neither of the Zerg can satisfy the appetites of the two princesses. Miss Gou Dan Qiu is even more leaky. The only one they can probably count on is Xi Niang Ling'er. The problem is, their attributes are seriously incompatible with the clingy nature of the Evil Widow. She doesn't get involved in such filthy karma, okay? Besides, she is mainly responsible for the overall battle line, okay? The safety of the Sky Island rests on her shoulders, okay? The construct entities of the Little Miss's Sky Palace are all eagerly waiting for the Silver Ridge Beast Ice Prison to provide relief food, okay?

In short, I am very pleased.

The solitary mage, surrounded by children and grandchildren, strung the insects around the sky island like cutting holes in a black thorn forest to form a fence. The seemingly naturally formed crystal clusters, but actually quite ferocious, were filled with the warm, slippery tentacles and roots of the tomb guardian beast. In fact, the tomb guardian beast should have been several times, even dozens of times, larger and more robust than it appeared, but because Li Cang repeatedly restricted the sky island's natural growth, it was only now looking emaciated.

"Act Three, Scene Six, Stirring up the latrine, Action!" Old Wang was practically grimacing in disgust. "When did 'burning the boats' become the norm? What's a real man doing with a home?" He grew angrier the more he thought about it, grabbed his hammer, and ran away from this place of trouble: "Damn it, what is this but an animal?"

Li Cang shrugged, unconcerned: "Ha, a crude brute!"

In Li Cang's case, the term "vulgar warrior" is a versatile term, applicable to any style and context. When in doubt, one can use the literature of a warrior, spew out witty remarks, and then a great Confucian scholar will surely defend one's principles.

Li Cang's treatment was naturally incomparable to that of the barbarian who had just shattered the Black Thorn Forest. The dark, deep black body timidly stepped aside and obediently allowed the magician to leave the country.

Stepping on the shadowy mirror, surrounded by black crystal clusters, Li Cang not only has his own background music, but also his own background backdrop. With every move, burning wind rises from the end of the black body, and the power of the three phases and the bloody wind stain the ripples. He has been a mage since he was born.

At first glance, it seems that the witchcraft Blood Explosion that Ms. Campbell had previously blessed had neither affected Li Cang nor left any aftereffects on Da Qun. As for the exact composition, well, as long as the person involved doesn't cry out in pain, only God knows.

To be honest, Li Cang is quite satisfied with the current situation. The number of five or six dogs, if not comparable to four dogs, is at least at a very high level. The archers and horsemen are all in one unit, and there are 100,000 archers. Even if the Zerg are truly immortal, they will have to choose between dehydration and molting.

Yes, this is called a mechanism, and this is how the language between mechanisms and numbers flows.

Thanks to the Zerg's abundant life energy, the Blackbody was able to maintain a relatively stable existence during the war, providing the Sky Island with a fairly sufficient physical shield. While the relative importance of this shield's damage compared to the Zerg's erosive and corrosive effects remains questionable, however...
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Yes, yes, yes, that's what our ancestors meant by "keeping the good stuff within the family."

Besides, Old Wang's Sky Island had already been divided up in several rounds of battles, leaving only the tough-boned nest crystal wall built by the Bug Mother. There was really nothing worth losing.

As Sun Tzu once said: "To show weakness is not cowardice, to conceal one's sharpness is not dullness. A leader should first consider the possibility of defeat, and then consider the possibility of success."

The Chinese translation is: In terms of strategy and tactics, no one is more professional than His Excellency the Magician.