The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2697 Mrs. Bones
For well-known reasons, the former residence, which had been relegated to a secondary role, has consistently performed poorly in the three-way battle against the insectoid forces, including the base, Li Cang, and America's Confederation, and has been subject to much criticism as a result.

Their backbones were bent and folded in the comings and goings of heroes from all walks of life. After all, the status of the former residence meant that ordinary followers didn't even know what they were or what their status was. Anyone who could get in touch with the former residence usually had power and influence that the former residence could not easily control.

In a world dominated by disorganized organizations, small groups, and even individual power, where subjective deconstruction of everything prevails, the greater the wealth accumulated by a former residence, the more it will be criticized by the public as a bloody primitive accumulation of capital. If the former residence had previously consciously avoided its presence among ordinary subordinates for some purpose, it has now actually formed an extremely awkward situation where it dares not and cannot declare its existence.

To some extent, the former residence urgently needs a real war to set the tone and save it from this rapidly deteriorating situation. Otherwise, they will face not only a turbulent social ideology, but also the loss of even the most basic friendship with the base and their second-tier base.

so.
The sun seemed to rise from its quilt, and for the first time, Old Wang took advantage of the east wind blowing from his old home. From the evil giant to the White Bone Lady, all he needed was a parasol and a flag.

The Soul-Ascending Banner, a blue-lotus-colored flag.

At this moment, in Master Wang's mind, these two things already belong to Wang. The former residence is like a date on Schrödinger's tree. Whether it exists or not, you have to get hit by his big brother Wang first. I think, therefore I am. I have a grand slam of acquaintances. Send them all, buddy. When Teacher Cang tears apart the second-tier, I will take care of your wife and daughters.

"roar~"

Old Wang roared, his icy will sweeping outwards in an almost energy-shaking burst. The clanging fel chains and terrifying, mangled tentacles clung to every inch of his exposed bone. He gripped a felfire longsword, several times the size of his transformed body, repelling the insectoid flesh and slumbering aberrations for tens of kilometers around him. Yet, the heavy sword intent pulled the energy winds from all directions toward him in a circuit opposite to that of the fel chains and mangled tentacles, converging them rapidly. Finally, the sword's power lashed out like the cold sunlight of the polar day.

Like an annihilation bomb, a magnificent sphere tens of kilometers in diameter, accompanied by dozens of overlapping halos, continuously swirled and expanded. All the physical matter and energy structures around it collapsed and disintegrated. Hundreds of millions of small explosion points simultaneously manifested between every living being in contact with the fel chains and the roots of the page hammer tentacles. When it expanded to its limit, everything abruptly stopped and vanished into thin air. Immediately afterwards, a long river of cold, verdant, and deep fel fire swept across the entire battlefield, peeling away layers of energy haze and physically dividing the boundless swarm of insects in two. Its terrifying size, horrifying power, wide range of influence, and long duration made even the subordinate camps outside the core area of ​​the battlefield clearly visible to the naked eye.

At the beginning it was extremely narrow, and then he became enlightened. After taking dozens of steps, he suddenly became enlightened.

Within the trajectory of the fan-shaped, radiating evil energy blade intent, there was no subordinate or mutated bloodline creature. Within a hundred kilometers, not even the corpses of insects remained. Beyond a hundred kilometers, countless shriveled bodies, their flesh and blood hollowed out, floated heavily in mid-air, deathly silent and motionless.

Even throughout the entire trajectory of the Blade Intent, none of the followers, who are known for their fancy tricks and self-preservation abilities, have been able to revive and stand up again using their props, skills, equipment, or creations. Not only followers, but also not a single sub-domain within this terrifying coverage area remains open.

"Commander Lin Sheng's sword intent destroyed sixteen sets of Soul Ascension Banners, one Azure Lotus Banner sacrificial point, and one secondary array eye."

"Huh? How did he find out? How did he do it?!"

I don't know.

"Send people to repair it immediately," Lin Sheng said, then his expression suddenly froze. "Wait, contact our hometown and tell them to send people over immediately. We need manpower to guard all the key points of the array, real manpower! Not those paper cutouts!"

"Yes!"

Everyone was busy. Lin Shengmang sat in the corner of the command room. He knew very well that even if he knew that the man surnamed Wang wanted to seize the flag, the former residence would not send anyone with a voice to this place to cause any possible direct conflict.

Without a doubt, Li Cang and Zhong Jianzhang have always harbored malice towards the former residence and even the entire second-tier city, and in the name of the most out-of-control personal power. Therefore, this conflict has naturally become the purest cesspool. Its greatest significance may be to swallow its pride and keep raising its social kill line like the America Confederation. Everyone else laughs at it, but it is the most ridiculous.

"Ha," Lin Sheng felt utterly absurd. The former residence was not the ideology he wanted. As someone who had already decided to switch jobs, Lin Sheng didn't really mind bringing his own investment or taking out a loan to join the team: "To you, this is just a flag, is that all? Is that all?"

"Bang!"

Lin Sheng's eyelids twitched violently. He stared dumbfounded at the colossal skeletal creature covered in fel fire that had fallen into his field of vision at close range. He watched as it, amidst a pile of his own paper soldiers, talismans, and followers—some blustering but cowardly, others bewildered—quickly dug through the ground, crushed the sealing artifact, scooped out a perfectly round pearl, and ran away.
wonderful
They're not even going to act anymore, they're just blatantly robbing me, are they?

In fact, this is still the old Wang who is currently affected by an abnormal mental state. Under normal circumstances, this situation would never occur. It's too unprofessional. Well, this guy should at least spit a big wad of pui on them before he'll leave.

Lin Sheng waved: "Tell them."

The staff member in charge of regional communications on the other end of the line, with a serious expression that said, "Please say what you mean, I'm taking notes," replied, "Yes, sir!"

"That's too rough. Doing it like that will cause permanent functional damage to the magic weapon. Handle it with care."

"yes??"

In the next seat, Bai Mengmeng took off her head-mounted device, her pupils dilating in shock.

In just one second, Bai Mengmeng's little head had already gone through two whole acts of the annual drama. Oh no, Uncle isn't going to act anymore! What should I do? I haven't even packed my luggage yet! Does Uncle not even want my second cousin anymore?

core area.

Old Wang's strike was even more devastating than Li Cang had imagined. The heads of a large group of fleshy, sprawling creatures were almost completely shaved off on the spot. More striking than the blade's fan-shaped surface was the collapsing jungle of flesh and blood, which had practically crushed half of the land that the group had brought with them.

“Emmmm,” Li Cang praised it highly: “Raising one of these is like raising a grasshopper in autumn. It looks dead, but occasionally it suddenly jumps up, which is quite a surprise.”

Li Leisi was about 200 kilometers away from Li Cang at this moment. She was already thinking about going straight to poke Da Qun's asshole. The signal interference was particularly strong: "It seems that the thing you raised is digging up the ancestral graves in the old house. Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

"Manage?" Li Cang smiled, casually tossing out a black crystal cluster virus sphere hundreds or even thousands of meters in diameter. With another wave of his hand, tens of thousands of twisted, hideous black crystal clusters materialized behind him, raining down like a storm. "I don't know anything about feng shui! What can I do to help relocate graves in old houses?" "Well, you're quite polite!"

"Morality!"

Clusters of black bodies pierced into the flesh-and-blood mesh, just like a real virus, they began to extort money and blackmail without restraint. They spread out in a rather slow but never-stopping manner, deeply embedding the newly formed sharp crystal clusters into the flesh-and-blood mesh, substituting one thing for another.

In fact, the entire insect-infested area is filled with such microclimates and small ecological patches, whether stable or unstable. From Li Cang's cancerous mutation to the power of the Black Body Blood Wind Tri-phase and the occupied areas of various rebellious sons, from the sub-domains of alienated bloodline creatures to the force field modules, skills, and fate servants of the subordinates, from America's subspace vesicles to the Azure Lotus Treasure Banner of the former residence.

There are so many different things.

Insects themselves are not difficult to kill, but in the climate war, taking a step back means death.

In this all-weather, high-intensity meat grinder, the evolution of all conflicts has become tangible, including bloodlines. The already super-aggravated evolution rate of the indigenous alien life forms originating from the third line is now simply all-in. While living beings are being annihilated at an alarming rate, the spiritual light of the higher-level alien life forms ascending to the sub-domains flashes frequently, creating astonishing commotion.

Perhaps the sub-domain is not the right direction for alienated life forms, but there is no doubt that this thing can indeed help them survive.

Even the mutual pursuit between alienated bloodline beings and human subordinates has become a fixed and normalized phenomenon. Whether one actively becomes a servant of fate or signs a contract is irrelevant; the only concern is survival.

“Oh my god, my pet!” Li Cang suddenly widened his eyes and pointed at the flashing light in a certain direction: “Bro seems to have signed the contract backwards!”

"What?"

Suddenly, Old Wang collapsed onto Qiu Goukun with a thud. The bone formation throughout his body began to recede into his muscles, and the sound of tearing muscle fibers and tendons was incessant. His body gradually shrank, and his skin was re-covered.

Li Cang raised an eyebrow: "How many did you dig up?"

"Ugh, how did you know what I was digging for?" Old Wang twisted his head and spat out a mouthful of blackish-green, hissing, sticky substance, nonchalantly saying, "Six. There are more, but they'll disappear again after the next transformation."

"Like a dead dog, go back to the island."

"No matter who you are, you can get off Li Cang right now. I'll count to three and then I'm going to make my move!"

"Get the hell out of here!"

"Okay~"

Old Wang really didn't stand on ceremony. After his triumphant return, he plopped his precious backside down on the sofa in the stilted house.

Of course, the young lady readily complimented her, saying, "Zhong, you're amazing!"

A wave of the hand wasn't a refusal, but rather a way of saying no more. Old Wang reached for the small blackboard where Tai Xiaoyi was counting: "Three hundred and seventy-one. Hiss. Little Miss, take it easy!"

Tai Xiaoyi rubbed her temples wearily: "Those insects are very clever. I don't know how they managed to crawl in from Teacher Cang's living black thorn forest. But thankfully, they were all tortured beyond recognition and easy to deal with."

Old Wang nodded, his expression booming: "Food's here! The cooldown for the next transformation is coming in an hour, I need to finish my work. Little Miss, how about that last slash, *whoosh*?"

"Extensive and bold! Just like love!"

"Haha! Hahaha!"

While Lao Wang was re-employed as a laid-off worker, Li Leisi had already been teleported to an altitude of over a hundred kilometers above the battlefield. This was an altitude where even insects, artillery fire, mutated bloodline creatures, and even energy winds tearing each other apart were not common. From above, the entire battlefield looked like a murky soap bubble, presenting a fairly regular oval shape.

There was almost nothing around Li Leisi except for the winding, endless forest of flesh and blood. These ugly, abstract entities were like the aerial roots of plants, growing thicker and larger as they went up and more dispersed as they went down. When they invaded the battlefield, they branched into a massive number of roots, twisting and wriggling.

"The last time I fought a monster this tough was back in..." Li Leisi sat on a protrusion among the roots and branches, each of its fine, irregularly arranged chitinous scales exceeding ten meters in diameter, soft and resilient, even slightly warm. "I forgot... which game was it again?"

Li Leisi thought for a while but couldn't remember. There was a lot of noise on the other end of the communicator, with gongs, drums, and firecrackers going off. Li Cang didn't know what was targeting him again, so she simply turned off the communicator and looked up at the huge group of heads in the endless deep space.

That is a star.

These insectoid flesh-and-blood plants, some several kilometers, tens of kilometers, or even hundreds of kilometers thick, extended onto that thing's face, barely concealing its features. A pair of ugly, indifferent compound eyes stared down without any emotional fluctuation. From time to time, it vomited a bunch of blue-green sticky substance, which would turn into energy or hatch into some strange insectoid species that had never appeared on the battlefield before as it fell.

Here, Li Leisi could see things that were not visible on the battlefield. For example, countless gnats, no bigger than the palm of a hand, swirled around the tree trunks like a sandstorm, spreading a faint light like fireflies. Their mouthparts gnawed at the skin of fleshy plants, dripping with sticky secretions. Occasionally, one or two would not be able to resist the temptation and fly out of the battlefield, only to be inevitably swallowed up by the endless artillery fire of the outer camp.

Li Lei frowned and muttered, "Sneaking around like that, they're definitely up to no good. Wait, this is disgusting, how am I supposed to get through here?"