The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2779 Resurrection
A pair of scoundrels quickly rolled out of the underground sanctuary. At this moment, outside, the corpses were piled up like mountains, black storms, black snow, descending plague clouds, and the equally inky black metal tide of tomb guardian beasts created a scene of utter darkness and obscurity.

The Zerg remains, the black-skinned dogs, neither fully alive nor dead, that hadn't been digested by the Tomb Guardians and the Sky Island's revitalized flesh and blood, were pupating in their own way. It was a lively scene, like flowers in full bloom and oil being poured on a raging fire. Clusters of crimson rose from the pitch-black depths, like solar prominences and corona ejections, yet they could only convey deathly silence and coldness.

Li Cang took a deep breath, quite satisfied with the color scheme and even the configuration, and exclaimed with a radiant face: "It's just right! This is more like it!"

"What a character!"

"Go find a place to rest and recharge. It's not at the point where we need your help yet."

"I'm full of energy!"

Li Leisi scoffed inwardly. What a piece of trash! You think you can fool me with your half-baked words? You weren't like this just now. Bah! Don't think I don't know what you 2.0 are. I'll stalk you right here. You filthy thing, why don't you try transforming yourself?

Li Cang said weakly, "Dad, your thoughts are written all over your face!"

"So what? I'm asking you a question."

"_"

It's obvious this is going to result in deaths, but some people have skills that, if you pick one up, are all capable of a major resurrection spell. So here's the question—

1. Zhou Yu beats Huang Gai
2. Draw the bullseye by following the arrow.
3. Obtuse angle

In short, Li Cang was speechless. He reached out and slammed his large magic wand on the ground: "Come on!"

The light wings unfold.

The floating island beneath their feet seemed to have exploded, cracking open with fissures and a torrent of blood energy flowing backwards like a waterfall. The tentacles and roots of the tomb guardian beast surged and churned, their bared claws and claws swirling amidst the crimson chaos. The golden hue of the ferocious dragon robe vanished instantly, turning deathly pale, covered with writhing veins that appeared bluish-black against the backdrop of blood. The robe flipped over, revealing a network of veins that stretched from the sky to the earth. The threshold personality rose from beneath the robe, radiating countless three-colored, three-phase veins in all directions, frantically seizing life energy, absorbing calcium energy, and spreading cancerous mutations.

At the same time.

A big-breasted girl, just like a man, quietly and silently shattered.

In fact, the unlucky Comrade Da Lei didn't even survive the moment the sky island exploded and her blood surged. The real next second was when she stood up again, glanced at Li Cang, gritted her teeth, and couldn't run two steps before bursting into a rage—

Pfft!
A net spread from all directions, a vast and inescapable network.

The rising and falling flames, each slender and straight pillar, pierced the clouds. The fine, needle-like black bodies, growing and spreading with the flames of Isola, tore at the power of the three phases, turning one by one into clusters, like some invisible demonic fangs, recklessly multiplying and growing, completely transforming the sky island into a grotesque and terrifying prison resembling a giant sea urchin.

With the self-destruction of the Mage himself as the radiation core, the domains of his rebellious offspring as the arrowheads, and the resounding footsteps of the arrogant Mountain Lord, echoing with the heavy mechanical roar of a steel jungle, and the plasma cannons and blood cannons of the Twin Tyrants as the order, the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​dogs clearly formed two distinct layers. The upper layer, a massive force field of five dogs carrying six others, surged and rolled like waves across a thousand miles of scorched earth, blasting out feathered bone spears and armor-piercing arrows. The lower layer, a surging torrent of four dogs, almost shapeless from being crushed and torn apart, resembled a vast ocean, its surface covered with sharp teeth and claws, and filled with evil fire and malevolent flames. The insect swarm around the sky island naturally experienced the first wave of brutal collision. The monstrous waves stretched for hundreds of miles, and the overwhelming force of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​dogs did not diminish in the slightest, resembling an infinitely multiplying cancer cell, grotesque and monstrous.

It was fortunate that the insects ate them head-on, but the first to run away were not even the bewildered and numb subordinates or the alienated beings of the divine list who were only tolerating it.

Old Gods.

The Old Gods' Familiars didn't even bother to attack. They just scrambled and ran like madmen, as if they had encountered some kind of stinking, filthy monstrous creature. It was so abrupt that even the Shadow Monsters, who had always been at odds with them and were constantly fighting them, were stunned and idle, looking around in bewilderment.

The High Priest, who was somewhat preoccupied with his own survival after his substitute was burned by the Green Lady, seemed to sense something. He turned back to look at the surging sea of ​​insects, his gaze seemingly traversing infinite distances and passing through endless, raging energy storms, but ultimately remained silent.

This is subspace, not the Dream Realm.

Even the ancient gods have their fears and know how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, let alone these lowly creatures of lowly kin. Each of those thousands upon thousands of scarlet peach blossoms is a blood oath written by their own kin with their lives!

If their languages ​​could be proportionally translated into human languages, their inner monologue would be incredibly excited—

Having just one of those indescribable things is enough to make you sick!
Not to mention there's one that can make anyone decompose on the spot just by glaring at them!

not running?

Does not running away mean they've already arranged for someone to smash the basin for them?
Divine beings and those on the list, as long as they have time to get far away, are not too afraid of the contagiousness of the mountains of corpses and seas of dogs. But for the newly arrived orbital followers, it is quite explosive and devastating.

"Holy crap. What is this thing now?"

"No! Him??"

"Damn it, it's just like those bastards said. I'm not having it. I don't care where that little brat sends me, just don't put me with him!"

Orbital followers are like this: the little coin kids love to talk bad about others, and if they say a few refined and easygoing things one day, they might even post them on the forum to save face. But that guy is different. He's a real Orbital Line living bodhisattva. He's not good, but he's bad. If he accidentally blurts out a name, he'll be unlucky for three days.

Don't ask, just answer.
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Those who work on ships are all superstitious.

The surface of the hive city is torn apart by a deep abyss, and the scars wedged by the divine kingdom can never heal. The deep green is like muddy lava flowing wildly under the clear light of the three divine moons, and has been stained with streaks of scarlet.

The true "outside" of the Nest City planet is still a planet crisscrossed with fissures, but no so-called divine kingdom or subordinate sky islands can be seen on its surface, and no trace of them has been left.

However, the energy interaction of the countless bloated, interconnected nest-like planets suddenly became unprecedentedly intense. The shadowy core crawled out, as if it were incubating and giving birth to some enormous, ferocious beast, causing the entire planet to tremble and twist wildly, as if it were about to burst out and devour everything at any moment.