The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

"Fuck!"

Subconsciously throwing out an identification technique, Li Cang split open on the spot.

He has never thought that there is such an outrageous operation. Isn't it just a new category of garbage dumplings? There are dozens and hundreds of alienated bloodlines in the world every day. What kind of thing touches the underlying logic? Why is the underlying logic so shallow compared to Lao Wang’s eyelids?

The floating land is infested with chaotic and wind-type monsters with weird looks that are beyond the recognition of normal creatures. These monsters seriously lack dignity. They don't even have independent names like Little Coin Zai treats other alienated bloodline creatures. Once identified, A [Get out], full of malice, and there is no prompt that "this alienated bloodline creature was discovered and named by so-and-so". Those who don't know it would think that this thing was named by Xiaobi Zaizi himself, if it weren't for the current scene. It's not appropriate. The subordinate on the floating land will definitely scold him for a long time.

Lao Wang was silent for a moment, and gave a rather pertinent evaluation with a strange expression——

[Craftsman Master Wang: If I understand correctly, what Xiaobizizi means is that this thing is the product of you and Wang Shifei Void's son? 】

[Cang: The level has been raised! This thing has no tag that cannot be used for sacrifices and prayers! 】

[Craftsman Master Wang: Are you listening to me when you are riding a horse? 】

[Cang: God’s eyes are open! I just said that worshiping Lord Gyrfalcon should not be in vain! Is this a reason why the little coin guy can't stand it because I'm compensating too much and is trying to find a way to replenish my health? Go, go, go, go so fast that your mother won’t recognize them! 】

[Craftsman Master Wang: Their conjugated parents seem to be you and Wang Shifei? 】

【Li Laisi:.】

【Tai Xiaoyi:.】

These creatures with a better appetite than Gou Kun and Si Gouzi combined will not even let go of timi's dirty scab corpse. It can even be said that [get out] is more interested in the dirty scab corpse than all the alienated bloodline creatures in the world. The way the corpse beast looks at this thing is like a person seeing another person eating shit. The disgusting look on the less human face is so vivid and human that it is moving and shocking.

"Damn it, you might not believe me if I tell you, but I swear this is the first time I've ever understood the meaning of a walking corpse's expression."

"I believe it."

"What?"

"Maybe it's because I saw a lot of ridicule on a big cat's face?"

"Clam?"

The eating posture of [Roll] is very strange, or the postures of these things such as eating and attacking are very strange. The "collection of invaded tree roots and crab eyes" that came out of the first mud pit must be regarded as the organs inside them. Complete, at least they really have eyes, and the vast majority of [Gun]'s kind are just huge lumps of uncertain appearance. Their so-called attack and eating usually refer to relying on their size and speed to force the opponent into a cocoon. Throwing down countless threads to tie the opponent tightly, trying to be with the opponent in a physical sense.

They don't even have a decent mouth.

They also don’t know how to use the sharp points of their tentacles to cut the thorns. They are like a chaotic and disordered colony of bacteria. They all rely on survival instincts, but when it comes to specific individuals and actual operation steps, they don’t know anything about it. They can only stick to it. and paste it up, and paste it up, and paste it up

Rather than eating and attacking, it is better to say that this is a simple behavior of using their infectious instinct to infect, infect and assimilate everything, including living and dead, organic and inorganic matter.

Any creature that falls into them and cannot escape within a short period of time will be neatly peeled off layer by layer like an onion in their embrace, from skin to muscles, from blood vessels to bones. The death was extremely miserable.

This is especially evident when they eat the dirty scab corpses that they particularly prefer. [Roll] does not completely show that they are not afraid of the dirty scab corpses being infected. When they digest the dirty scab corpses, every time they peel off a piece of the dirty scab corpse, The layers of flesh and blood on their own will present a "permeable layer" that is exactly the same shape as a corpse. The layers of permeable layers can even reach hundreds of layers, and their permeable area is the shape of a digested scab corpse. Several times or even dozens of times.

"Phew~" Li Cang still couldn't help but whistled, "I like these cute little things. Their way of eating is refreshing to me. I would be very happy if Lingxia could learn to master this novel way of eating. , charging with a bunch of mouths really affects the majestic image of Mr. Magic Mountain.”

"Does it look good? Since when did this guy have such a high-end aesthetic?" Lao Wang was being pressed down by a two-headed, three-tailed scorpion monster with laser eyes on its back and countless small scorpions hatching under its butt. Rubbing in the mud, he finally found time to show his presence by clicking on the barrage, "Fuck, it's so disgusting! I'm going to have sex with these bugs today, right? First it's a mosquito, then a scorpion, what will it be next time?"

"The mosquitoes are now here with me." In the dark night made by mosquitoes several kilometers in diameter deep in Li Lai Lai, the shadow authority greatly strengthened her combat effectiveness through the night, but she really lacked effective AOE methods against the endless mosquito tide. "Eating with your mouth and eating with your skin will have an impact on your image? Teacher Cang, are you going to write a paper on this thing or something?"

"Efficiency!" Li Cang reiterated: "Do you understand efficiency? Simplicity is advanced! Instead of wasting energy on growing a mouth and digestive tract to eat, I would rather they have this simple and unpretentious style [get out]!"

"The horse riding is too monotonous. Isn't the venomous posture delicious?" Lao Wang's body was covered with small palm-sized scorpions, and the stings made him miserable. One of his arms was pierced by a large scorpion, and his hammer was stuck. In the chelicerae of the scorpion, "Well, if anyone happens to be near me and can do me a small favor, how about I treat you to scorpion meat tomorrow?"

"No time."

"Call me Miss."

"Fuck!" Lao Wang gritted his teeth and chewed up a small scorpion with a bang. After secretly feeling relieved, his face soon turned a strange green color, and his mouth and half of his face began to lose consciousness, "wtf! Little Miss, Give me a treat! Miss? Miss!"

"I'm sorry, Zhong, can you use the intercom? I can't spare my hand to use the prayer interface now, and I can't see your current location." Tai Xiaoyi said: "Teacher Cang, I want to cancel the shield force field. It consumes too much money." It’s scary. Can you place more Twin Tyrants and Magic Mountains on the empty island? It’s best to get Sword Girl back. She can move very quickly and can help me—no more idiots!”

"Received, 3, 2, 1, is that enough?"

"As a friendly reminder, Li Cang, your girlfriend needs mosquito repellent now. Ah, ah, I want to kill the guy named Wang. How did he get into trouble with such a perverted thing? Why didn't he use evil fire to kill this thing before? Burn it?"

"Do you think I'm a dog Kun? When did evil fire cover dozens of kilometers of airspace?" Lao Wang paused, "Fake Squid, you surnamed Li, you bastard who values ​​sex over friends, die with pity. I’m sorry, I’m about to get killed because I’m on horseback. You’d rather save a woman who won’t die than pay attention to me. This is fucking discrimination!”

"One thing to note, your hand feels like the acupoint dummy used for acupuncture in the Chinese medicine clinic of the Second Hospital. Ha, it smells like yellow wax~"

"Li Cang, I call you your ancestor!"

"Please, if you find them, remember to help me confirm whether my surname is Li or not."

"."

After all, Li Cang still feels sorry for this fool.

A large wave of four dogs waded through the muddy ground and came over with a loud splash. It may have taken a meter-long big foot to put Lao Wang and the big and small scorpions in the swamp pit and trample them. The four dogs were no longer than 10 meters long. After the giant scorpion was knocked over by several four-legged dogs, a ferocious and indifferent team of twin tyrants appeared in Old Wang's sight. The energy cannon in the hands of the petite eldest son rolled with moving plasma energy.

The expression on Lao Wang's face solidified: "Hold the grass and say goodbye."

boom!

Without any precaution, Master Wang was blasted into the sky together with the giant scorpion and the mud in the pit. The surging plasma energy blasted out tree-like lightning patterns several kilometers high, spreading infinitely in the air and lingering for a long time. It seems to be imprinted on the retinas of all living creatures.

"Hiccup~" Lao Wang spit out a puff of black smoke with tiny electric lights, and the blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth was even black: "This dog is talking about it, these dogs are talking about it, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, damn, I What kind of evil did you do in your previous life to pay off your debt to this bastard who treats people like beasts?"

"What kind of evil did I do in my last life? I have to be a nanny for this stupid thing all the time. I put millions of my skills on it and just eat for free. I was actually beaten by a scorpion into a bird like this - Brother Corpse, go kill that scorpion." Take the scorpion back and keep it alone for dinner!”

The ferocious and shapeless dog Kun hovered above Li Cang, and the ground rolled like a geothermal enrichment area with scarlet springs gushing out. There was no swampy mud puddle within a radius of dozens of kilometers centered around him. , the ground has been plowed countless times by Isolaye's Burning, and has been re-solidified into dark brown rock slabs under the heat of Dog Kun's breath, and then lifted up and dried again.

Scarlet, jet black, and pure white, the expanding power of the three phases rolled like layers of star rings, orbiting Li Cang in a strange rhythm, encompassing dozens of kilometers around and above him, like a guard and a cage. From this The three-phase power veins extending out of the huge cage have even covered the entire floating continent, constantly transferring excess energy to every rebel and dog sea corpse tide.

Pa~

Li Cang snapped his fingers, his tone filled with the elegance and unruliness of a magician: "Silence!"

Yamei revealed a shy little face from behind Li Cang. This pink love whip with pink gemstone goat horns and palm-sized pink devil wings on its back looked like a little succubus. It had cat-like pupils and four The small fangs, weak and innocent temperament and hot devil figure covered with pink totem tattoos combine to create an alternative kind of coquettishness.

"Shh~"

Yamei put her finger to her lips and silently made a quiet gesture.

Suddenly, everything was silent.

"Good boy, it's finally quiet."

Being touched by Li Cang, Yamei narrowed her eyes with great enjoyment, and pink bubbles almost popped out.

Li Cang is almost reluctant to let Yamei go to the battlefield. Her level is too low and her combat power is too weak. The little guy's offensive skills only have a silent range. Apart from pressing the mute button for the world, her output is quite sluggish. However, his ridiculous buffs are quite suitable for the auxiliary position.

(Note: See Chapter 937 [Servant of Destiny: Yamei])

Moreover, Yamei's aggressive eating and eating habits seem to be an outlier among all the second sons of Li Cang's servants of destiny - well, daughter Xiao's father, I'm afraid this is the same as Li Cang, Teacher Cang is not a meat-eater, he He is a sociopath himself.

The big magic wand slammed to the ground, and it became huge. Li Cang suddenly found a little bit of the feeling of the Mage Tower dominating the world.

"Come!"

Twenty turtle-back dragon lice fell from the sky, and the open space that Li Cang had cleared was devastated. Four dogs swarmed out of the turtle-back dragon lice and rushed in all directions, followed by the Magic Mountain and the Twin Tyrant Sequence, and the dog legs.

One of the benefits of the same source channel is the extreme turnover ability and battlefield control. Li Cang can dispatch the rebellious sons and dog sea scattered all over the battlefield to any point within his sight at any time, and return to the furnace to replenish his status.

Looking at the battlefield, the state of the corpse tide dog sea feels like a circle of ripples that are centered on each rebellious son. When they collide with each other and reach the edge of the battlefield, they do not interweave and merge and return to the inside to cause chaos, but are summoned to Li Cang again, and once again pour out of the same source channel with Li Cang and each rebellious son as the center.

So, a new round of tides began.

2,000 rows of heavy cavalry plowed bare paths on the floating land like mowing grass. The water cut by the sword did not heal for a long time. Not even a decent corpse could be found in the places they passed. Even the lackeys had to shake their heads when they saw it.

The heavy cavalry demon mountain in the form of a monkey is extremely terrifying in its charging ability on relatively flat land. With a weight of hundreds of tons, it can crush any alienated blood creatures, mobile armor and subordinates. The so-called armor coordination is just a piece of light and heavy toy in front of their three-pointed two-edged guns. The armor needs base track tires when it is fully loaded. Unlike them, they directly have [One Hundred Demons Night Parade] to bear the responsibility of ignoring terrain attributes in a certain sense, so that the monkey will not be able to get out even if it rams into the soil and rocks with one claw.

In front and behind the Lord of the Demon Mountain, there were four dogs that were rushing forward like sheep being driven away, and the reason why the word "drive away" was used between the four dogs and the Lord of the Demon Mountain was simply because the Lord of the Demon Mountain never avoided enemies and friends, and they would even kill the four dogs together.

The four dogs were definitely not smart enough, and they were constantly being tossed around by a bunch of large bulldozers that could neither be stopped nor chewed. They could only vent their anger and madness on the corpse tide and beast tide. Their powerful jumping ability even allowed them to compete with air units. If they lost, they would have a feast, and if they won, they would still have a feast. Why not?

The twin tyrants were scattered among the four dogs, but there was no riding form of the eldest son and the second son. The eldest son just stood on the second son's shoulder holding a single-barreled cannon. His eyes were clear and different from the four dogs. He patrolled the battlefield indifferently like a radar, and expressed his opinions fiercely with cannons and roaring plasma.

In the end, it was still a sea of ​​dogs.

The armor given by Liliana's smelting and armor-making technology, the fake armor-cutting bow of Yuktrasil, the two-meter broadsword with 7 crescent arcs arranged on the double blades, and a series of shovels and pickaxes looked out of place. Well, in fact, they did not increase the combat effectiveness of the big and second dogs. Among the bows and arrows, one emphasized participation, one emphasized being a slacker, and one emphasized being a disgusting maggot.

They no longer need to bear the responsibility of fighting. They are human shields and human-shaped farm tools. In their eyes, the entire battlefield, whether dead or alive, organic or inorganic, is just crops to be harvested. The only difference is whether they can move or not. It is impossible to defeat them, but when it comes to the efficiency of scraping the ground, the lackeys have never been inferior to anyone.

The effect of the fake bow of Yggdrasil in cutting armor has been weakened in the hands of the lackeys, which is better than nothing. The effect is far less than the muscle relaxant injected by Lao Wang during the Achilles tendon surgery, but at least it can save them some effort and time when dismembering various zombies.

Li Cang squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, looking at the sky: "It's really pleasing to the eyes!"

The sky was clear and the wind was sweet. Seeing the hope of making a profit, the haze in Li Cang's heart had been dispelled for the most part. The hangover, the broken origin, and the hostility were not as important as making money. In fact, sometimes even he had to admit that there seemed to be a strange tacit understanding between him and Wang Shifei. The original intention of the high priest might be bad, but the result was good. Whenever the situation developed to the end, it seemed to always end with all kinds of overly bizarre emergencies.

Emmmm, it can only be said that Li Cang Queshi is a result-oriented person.