The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2706 The Key to Fate
As Lu Xun once said, "A thousand-mile horse is common, but a Shang Yang is rare." Given the notorious reputation of the magician, Old Wang was just arguing with him, saying it would be better to have a pure magical showdown between the memorial tablets and oral gymnastics. The fragrance of osmanthus and orchids was refreshing, at least he got a good, satisfying spray.

The misaligned and unbalanced black thorn forest and the burning of Aesop are kicking and rolling everywhere, frantically and desperately outputting emotional value in a way that is incomprehensible to everyone.

Old Wang suddenly realized: "Oh damn, so the alcohol is kicking in. What a mess!"

Yes.

Mr. Wang thought that the Molotov cocktail he had smashed earlier was finally working its magic. Feeling guilty, he muttered something to himself and ran away from the scene of the crime.

But in reality, Li Cang's level of lucidity far exceeded expectations. Due to the Zerg's relentless bombardment and the delays and lag caused by the body's self-healing mechanism, the extension of his will seemed to no longer be limited by his body. He once felt that he could control the True Ferocious Dragon Robe and even the Threshold Personality as if they were his own arms.

As the six senses and the three-phase vision overlapped, the will spread and expanded uncontrollably like a wild horse, and the mind became clear and transparent, as if it had opened the perspective of God. The past and possible trajectories of all things were presented in the entire field of vision with unparalleled clarity.

As he gazed into the distance, the Zerg gradually transformed into shapes outlined by red, white, and black filaments, resembling skinless and boneless muscle bundles. Several different frequency fields were presented with their own uniquely regular geometric beauty. Black outlined the grid channels for communication with other Zerg, white was scattered on the outside like echoing images, and red flowed within, shaping exceptionally dazzling veins and nodes.

Li Cang squinted, his mind racing, and instinctively hooked his finger.

A black body emerged from the void, winding and climbing around a slender, straight worm no thicker than the waist of the Great King, and instantly entered the body of a Ripper that was tens of kilometers long.

Rooting, sprouting, branching, and spreading leaves.

In the span of a single breath, Blackbody Burning Wind flawlessly usurped the rights to every inner thread and every shining node.

wow~
The next second, with almost no noticeable delay, the enormous Ripper plummeted from mid-air. Before the buoyancy field it maintained had even completely dissipated, it exploded like a water balloon landing from the sky.

The surging, cancerous, and mutated material tore through and settled on the surface. In an instant, the ejected material formed a cluster of alien corals, tens of kilometers high, that resembled a black crystal cluster intertwined with the flesh and blood of the cancerous and mutated material. It stood there upright.

A once rampant and arrogant Zergling, which dominated the battlefield, perished in an incomprehensible way. Not a single substance or energy stored in its body was used to feed its kin and swarm. It seamlessly switched to become food for its allies with almost no loss.

The mage, feigning composure, asked the mage with an air of calm: "Sherry?"

"Master, you seem quite pleased with yourself?"

"Get the hell out of here and do my job!"

"As you wish, your Grace~"

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Li Cang was about to chew his teeth to pieces, but soon, the Corpse Mountain and Dog Sea received new instructions for correction. The network of pipes connected to the power of the three phases, which was almost tangible, and the vicious dog on the True Ferocious Dragon Robe howled to the sky. Its huge, shadow-like body endured wave after wave of heat and energy, like a huge signal amplifier, completing the full coverage of the entire battlefield.

The five dogs controlled the barren land for thousands of miles, the six dogs were armor-piercing arrows that opened the mind, and the four dogs, or theoretically should be composed of four dogs, were actually just an indescribable, towering blood and flesh mud hurricane full of eyes, ears, mouths, noses, sharp teeth and claws, like a huge and boundless alien life, aimlessly tearing itself apart and rushing in all directions.

The agonizing sounds of the Zerg's flesh, tougher than any mutated alloy, being gnawed and eroded filled the air. The Zerg suddenly stiffened like puppets on strings, falling straight down like rain. Then, their psionic fields and their own life fields lost all activity, turning into blood in a short time. The densely packed, crammed alien coral reefs, with black bodies as bones and cancerous, mutated tissue as flesh, instantly filled every corner of the closed, fleshy tumor-like battlefield created by the Zerg. The entire world fell silent in an instant.

The magician's hands, which were casually clasped behind his back, were trembling slightly.

The vital point.

I'm so angry! This is utterly heretical! I used to use Triple Power to hollow out those bugs all the time, and they still managed to regenerate on their own, didn't they? What's the principle behind this now?
However, before the mage could even finish his sentimental act, the clusters of fleshy plants that had been clinging to the three lines went mad. Vast energy waves and plasma flames filled the entire enclosed flesh mill, shaking everything inside like canned tomato juice and mackerel.

The swollen chitinous shell of the intertwined flesh and blood plant gradually falls off, transforming into smooth skin and delicate scales, until it begins to take on a human form.

Atop her head was a crown of unicorn horns, her eyes were like autumn waters brimming with waves, her face was fair and her cheeks were like peach blossoms, and behind her head, a crown like that of an alien queen, a transparent wing membrane with dazzling energy flames and fleshy tubes spread out behind her. Beneath this dress, there were either worm-like bodies like pupae, or segmented abdomens like mantises, as well as huge, ferocious, rough and terrifying limbs.

no doubt
This is the true master of the lair, a full thirteen heads.

The Lord of the Nest, with the Nest City atop its head and a crown of light that swirled endlessly behind it, looked down upon the entire battlefield like a god. Its indifference even exuded a sense of purity and holiness. The Grey Knights floating in the clouds seemed like ants beside them, and even the phantoms of their limited personalities could not reach their knees. The vast energy winds surrounding them constantly clashed with the source matter of the Third Worldline, stirring up shimmering rainbows like tassels.

Those who served both inside and outside the battlefield were completely dumbfounded.

Human will is not born to satisfy such needs. They don't have the iron head of Gonggong who angrily struck Buzhou Mountain. My entire fleet is not even as big as a single scale of his. If the Trisolarans saw this thing, they would cry and wet their pants on the spot.

It's too big.
It was so huge that its subjects had lost all sense of space. The gravitational field of the entire world was instantly thrown into chaos. Ships darted around, collided, and exploded in a flurry of fire. The shattered wreckage swayed wildly in the almost tangible force field tides, accelerating and decelerating erratically in a chaotic Brownian motion.

The magician was dazzled and mesmerized, like a vagrant in a dark alley seeing a delicate young lady, or a dung beetle finally finding its destined blue ocean.

"Wow, these foreign things are so beautiful!"

"Clam?"

Old Wang, still scrambling and stumbling, quickly assessed the difference between his hammer and the dozen or so nest masters, and was already preparing to break up the group and divide the belongings. This thing...
The human camp might need about thirteen Death Stars, emmmm, but at least the size of this second-rate Deadpool in front of him is clearly not enough.

"Ha, they're getting impatient~" Li Cang said with a Tom Cat-like expression, rambling on, "I knew from my calculations that these impatient guys hadn't reached an agreement with the Third Front on the project. First of all, their approach was wrong from the start. Oh dear, months of scheming have all been for nothing, that's one win. Secondly, their penetration wasn't enough, they were stuck in their ways and couldn't get things done, that's another win. I have two wins but the Big Group doesn't, that's a third win. They have the right timing, the right place, and the right people, they've got all the advantages!"

Old Wang really doesn't have the leisure to care about the so-called Li's Mahayana Winning Theory, which is full of vitality and the vigor of all things. He just keeps repeating the same question, which of course isn't something like "What do you do with the Sky Island?"

"You unfilial son, how can you boost others' morale and diminish your own?"

“─━_─━”

To be honest, when facing Li Cang, Lao Wang always felt a strange and deep sense of powerlessness, and now he's figured out why.

The Lord of the Nest had been feigning compliance with the Mage for so long, so of course he knew who the real culprit was. The ringleader deserved to be punished. In just a few words, the thirteen Lords of the Nest swung their more than one hundred arms, crashing down like Mount Tai. Several humanoid hands and even more insect-like limbs seemed to be riding the waves in a sticky liquid, tearing and churning out terrifying energy flames.

Old Wang pointed at Li Cang: "This monkey isn't for sale!"

There's no way to hide. This isn't a geological shift; it's like a comet hitting Earth. Once the evil energy transforms, life, death, wealth, and fate are all in the hands of destiny.

Boom~
The silent, fiery waves, like willow catkins blown by the wind, utterly destroyed all rules, energy, and matter within the battlefield. The entire fleshy tumor sac exploded with a deafening roar, and the torrent of matter shot through the sun, spraying thousands of kilometers away, turning the entire world into a scorched wasteland.

In a short time, it seemed that even the trajectory of light was refracted.

The vast area ravaged by the insectoid storm was like a huge, dark, and ethereal sphere, shrouded in gloom, with indistinct boundaries and unclear chaos, yet it truly existed there, standing firm and unmoved.

"Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!" Old Wang rolled out of the mill on Li Cang Sky Island. The page hammer in his hand looked like a bald mop or broom head, with only a few stubbles left. In his fel-powered form, he was just like the page hammer, except for an arm, he was almost entirely covered in ghostly green flames and a tattered body: "That unfilial son!"

"Zhong!" Tai Xiaoyi rushed over with the SOP, but shook her head at him: "Teacher Cang has his own plans. We don't have the ability to save our lives. Don't go any further!"

"Don't listen to that bastard's bullshit! He has some kind of plan!"

Old Wang forced a sinister grin, and his evil energy flames soared into the sky, blooming into a giant mushroom cloud, launching his massive, unified body like a guided missile.

then
Old Wang returned, scratching the back of his head awkwardly: "No! Where's the Sky Island! Where are they?"

Tai Xiaoyi sighed, speechless, and turned to point in the opposite direction: "The Sky Island was pushed thousands of kilometers out. Teacher Cang is over there now, on the opposite orbit from the Sky Island."

"what??"

Speaking of which, it was Old Wang who discovered that the Sky Island was still in orbit and accelerating. This was a sign of a jump, so he was quite familiar with it. But the fact that the bugs seemed to have planned it all out and threw them out thousands of kilometers along the orbital line was something he really couldn't stand!
"No. He. I. This."

Old Wang was completely numb. Sky Island was sparking and flashing all the way, and Deathstroke's movement speed was even half a beat slower than Sky Island. In this situation, did they mean he should ride a worker bee to go to war?
Where is Leilei now?

"↑"

"?"

"Just up there. Nest City."

"???"

Tai Xiaoyi gasped, already considering whether to call Rao Qifang over, but that was clearly not a decision she could make. She gritted her teeth and said, "Communication is down. You take the sheep pen and teleport there first. Monroe's beacon is still there. Those bio-engineered beasts are quite fast. I'll keep an eye on Teacher Cang's mill here. Once he opens the same-source link channel to transmit the lackeys, I'll call you immediately. Teleport back and smuggle them over there!"

Old Wang's eyes lit up immediately: "That makes sense!"

Who knows which will arrive first, the same-origin link channel or Route 11? But if he has the Sheepfold Pearl, that's a different story.

Tai Xiaoyi frowned deeply: "You and Li Cang, you two listen up! Before I inform Aunt Rao, you have one day to bring Leilei back!"

Old Wang jumped: "Yes, sir!"

It's clear that the young lady is really anxious this time. Although Lao Wang doesn't think that the woman who has maxed out her resurrection skill tree can be in any danger, there is no doubt that her resurrection has a theoretical limit, as can be seen from the rhythm of the resurrection and her subsequent physical condition.

If the young lady really manages to bring Rao Qifang over.
但凡
In short, even Lao Wang dared not imagine how frantic Li Cang would become when cornered. He was extremely wary of other timelines, fearing that he might die while still alive, a fear far greater than any other version of death and resurrection.

Ah.
What a hypocritical man! So boring!

While lamenting the captivating plot of the story and the unbearable melancholy of not being able to gossip about it, Old Wang followed a group of flying units emerging from the Monroe beacon transmission nodes, rushing headlong towards the battlefield. Along the way, the remains of various modified ships, islands, mutated bloodline creatures, and even subordinates and servants of fate were scattered across the entire world like a star ring. The main part of the star ring consisted of budding source material flowers, and the air was always filled with a tremendous amount of source material energy.

Occasionally, life-saving items would flash, and every now and then, an unlucky person would get up unscathed.
Even so, this was only the result of the core damage being completely concentrated in that small area of ​​Li Cang. If any of those dozen or so Nest Lords had leaked out even a little bit of anything else, Old Wang would seriously doubt how many living creatures would still be left in this area. To be honest, these Nest Lords are really stubborn. What's the point of fighting to the death in a cesspool? Hmmmm, or maybe, that thing really does have some extraordinary value, like an old god farting?
(End of this chapter)