The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

After the missiles plowed the whole place, the pulse current in the crystallized nest that could hinder detection finally dissipated. Li Leisi prayed and finally confirmed that there was no Zerg in the entire Sky Island - they all gathered under the base of the Sky Island and were migrating to escape.

"Prayer: Mark the Zerg swarm path."

[Prayer established, 12 fate coins are required for each kilometer of route map formation, are you sure? ]

At this time, Li Cang took out the live point map and shook it at Li Leisi, and Li Leisi immediately changed the words on her lips to "no".

Since getting the live point map, Li Cang has never stopped enriching the map. This thing requires a lot of money to mark each new area map, but the three of them agreed that this expenditure is very worthwhile. Who knows where the end of the track line will be, and whether the end will be a new starting point. If a track line map is sorted out

emmm, dddd?

As a "magic" prayer artifact, the Marauder's Map can easily mark the paths of several Zergs. What really troubles the three people is whether the escape path of these Zergs is around the orbital line. If the distance is too far, they will not be able to get there even if the derailment sanctions are over.

"Damn it," Lao Wang looked in a certain direction fiercely. He had already directly calculated this wave of "losses" that he didn't know whether they existed or not to the islands that followed them out of the abyss. "Missiles, right? Playing the role of the oriole behind, right? Hehehe"

Li Cang operated the prayer interface with a crackling sound throughout the whole process, and said without raising his head: "Wait a minute, the number of magic mountains is not enough, and time is tight. We have to transport the nests back to the islands while fighting. Also, I personally hope that there are valuable things on those two islands, otherwise..."

"What else?"

Li Cang said naturally: "Then I can only sell them to the base as laborers at half a coin per quota, otherwise my losses will have to be stopped by air?"

"Hehe, it's still that teacher Cang. I've made you understand that dirty interest relations can be turned into art."

Later, the opponent took the initiative again and chose to cover the entire island with firepower, trying to kill the three people who were obviously still alive like a blind cat catching a dead mouse.

Li Cangli, Lace, and Lao Wang were mixed in with the lackeys. Under layers of cover, it took half an hour to return to the sky island. They were all burned on the outside and tender on the inside by lightning like charcoal.

"Pray: Double the production efficiency of the mill"

[1 fate coin is required per second, please set the execution time manually]

"Tentatively set to 2 hours"

[The wish is established, 7200 fate coins are deducted for this wish, and the creation mill will execute double production efficiency for 2 hours]

The production process of each bloodline second son of the mill will not affect each other. The double efficiency is equivalent to doubling the production speed of No. 1 lackey, No. 2 lackey, and Magic Mountain. Now, the mill can produce about 24 No. 1 lackeys, 14 No. 2 lackeys, and 5 Magic Mountains per minute.

If converted into two hours, the number is not much-but, America, how many divisions does it have?

Heh~

Compared to the crazy American forces, the three of them even had time to eat a meal that was not rich but full of energy to adjust their mood and maintain their condition.

The giant sky island behind the nest.

"How long is the remaining time?"

"4, 4 hours and 36 minutes."

"Damn it, missiles, bombings, our firepower has covered the entire sky island, why is that person's sky island still producing new destiny servants, who can tell me why he is still alive?!"

"I, I think those medieval heavy armored knights are coming for us"

"Don't talk nonsense, how dare they attack the main island of the sky island with subordinates?"

"Fuck you, stupid pig, don't you have eyes to see for yourself!"

The situation is in chaos.

Williams turned around and looked at the few people he trusted: "How many physically enhanced warriors do we have? How long can we destroy... no... stop this group of servants of fate?"

"This is not a battle of the same order of magnitude," said Madam Bella indifferently: "When all the forces in the Abyss Sea Eye decided to give up physical enhancement and raising servants of fate, and stubbornly "developed" thermal weapons, this was destined. I just asked someone to investigate. This kind of thing is not a servant of fate. They are another kind of thing called blood sons. The description of blood sons on the entire forum is very limited. We only know that they are generally weaker than servants of fate."

"In other words, they are very weak?"

Madam Bella looked at the person who spoke up like a fool and sneered.

"Weak? That depends on your definition of weak. They were only injured and not broken into pieces when they blocked the bombardment of 50-caliber artillery head-on, so they are indeed weaker than solid steel ingots of the same volume~"

The man: "."

"The good news is that they are still in the second stage of alienation," said Mrs. Bella: "The bad news is that, judging from the various physical attributes alone, this bloodline second son named [Mountain] is already higher than the standard of the third stage. Oh, there is another bad news. You probably didn't notice that the overall strength of the soldiers we have is generally at the bottom of the first stage. You still have a few minutes to think about whether the choice made in order to facilitate the control of the lower-class people was wrong or right. If I remember correctly, I was the only one who voted against it."

The thirteen family heads were speechless.

"Mrs. Bella, it is inappropriate to say this now," Williams said. "Your people are the strongest among us. Maybe you can think of a way."

"Me? Why?" Mrs. Bella said, "Don't forget that I also voted against it just now. I have provoked such a powerful enemy for nothing. I don't think you are worthy of being saved. Please don't get excited. I What I said is just a simple personal opinion. In fact, I don’t have the ability to save you at all.”

"Everyone, either empty the magazine or bear the consequences of your choices like a man!" Mrs. Bella smiled, "Goodbye, I want to take this time to go home and spend time with my lovely little angel Isa. I won’t accompany you.”

The thirteen family heads looked at each other:

"Are you sure? Do you want to go home to be with your daughter at this time?"

"Mrs. Bella, what do you mean?"

"Well, that's it. If it were me, I obviously wouldn't be able to forgive anyone generously after being hit by a ballistic missile." Mrs. Bella flipped her hair coquettishly: "I mean, you can Do what I love and eat well - then I'll take a scented milk bath with little Isa, put on elaborate makeup, wear a collar and tail and all the riches of the Rodriguez family, Kneel down and sincerely ask for forgiveness.”