The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

The two big bastards made six loud noises with almost no order. The two tearers produced visible oblique shock waves around their bodies. Under the escort of the floating force field, they exuded the aroma of barbecue before landing within the entire falling distance of less than 2,000 meters with a body of 100 meters.

Li Cang couldn't help but open his mouth to relieve the discomfort in his bleeding ear canal. As an ordinary human with a good family background, he did not evolve the corresponding structural organs to cope with a series of pressures such as supersonic speed, breaking thermal barriers, oblique shock waves, etc. that theoretically should not even appear on the flesh.

Eyes, ears, mouths and noses are all shortcomings, and injuries are the norm.

At least more than 60 of the 100 gargoyles were beaten by the two wings of the dog Kun. The aftermath of their own kind tore the fragile and huge wings apart out of thin air, and they smashed crookedly into the battlefield on the ground.

The rest of the gargoyles saw this and scattered, rushing to the ground.

The panel of the Miwei Zerg has the ability [Nest Will] manifested as a skill level. Their every move is under the control of the Nest Master. After a brief trial, they almost immediately gave up using precious air units to fight against the Dog Kun head-on. The strategy shifted to sending a large number of gargoyles and remaining tearers to the ground battlefield, leaving only a few to interfere with the Dog Kun's actions from a distance.

With the size and agility of the Dog Kun, it is difficult to cause effective damage to such scattered air units in such a huge battlefield, not to mention that the Dog Kun is of a high rank and has a floating force field hand.

Li Cang squinted his eyes and glanced at the Nest Master: "Heh, do bugs also read Sun Tzu?"

Adjusting the air combat units is a kind of combat wisdom. Sending all arms to the battlefield without leaving any room is a trap that cannot be more obvious. Either the Nest Master is as big as a bucket and does not care about his own safety and is confident enough, or he is consciously inducing Li Cang to attack its body.

Teacher Cang, who had been wild for two and a half years, had just suffered a great loss because of this familiar scene, so that the entire Sky Island and the largest land-scraping arm, the Tomb Guardian Beast, entered the cancerous state at the same time. How could he continue to be reckless at this moment? He could only withdraw his gaze silently after a few seconds of envy.

He had a clear self-awareness of his own abilities. When the No. 12 lackey could not play a big role, the number of units he could use for the war on the battlefield could be said to be quite tragic. Master Moshan, the three dogs, and a few rebellious sons were all that was left. It was difficult to explain the pros and cons to this group of insects and descendants, and he dared to dream of the mother of insects?

This battle was tragic and difficult for Li Cang, and it was not much better for the Miwei insect race.

If the group of insects were smart enough, they would find that if they stayed in the air and only dealt with the dog Kun without intervening in the frontal battle, there would at least be room for operation, and their own safety could be relatively guaranteed.

But the ground battlefield.

The ground battlefield is an absolute flesh grinder, a giant meat grinder!

From underground to the ground, there are sharp giant weapons, shells, and thorns everywhere. The combined spear, giant shield, anti-injury, and blood poison of Lord Moshan are enough to make the Zerg drink a pot, not to mention the weakening mechanism of fel fire, plague cloud, and shadow authority!

The highly toxic miasma, fel fire, and plague cloud completely turned the ground battlefield into a pot of rotten meat porridge. The gargoyles and tearers flying low over the battlefield not only had their five senses seriously disturbed, but even their blood was polluted. Their speed and mobility dropped drastically, and they had to face the suicidal reverse bungee jumping of the three dogs who seemed to be immune to all poisons and the crystal breath of Lord Moshan at all times.

No creature can complete its offensive mechanism without interference in such a battlefield. Take the ugly insect-like sickle-hands before. It's not that Li Cang despises them. If they intervene in the battle now, they will probably just stand there like leeks.

In short, no matter if they are hit by the three dogs, the mountain master or the crystal breath, any gargoyle that falls to the ground can't take off again. Their wing structure is still too fragile for the fierce individuals in the world. Only the tearers can barely rely on their physique and floating force field to regain the power to yearn for the sky.

Faced with the tragic and chaotic battlefield on the ground and the two sides fighting in a tangle, Gou Kun can only carefully release a few breaths and open a floating force field to restrain the Zerg. He dare not use the ultimate skills such as claws. If the master of the nest is pulled up, it may be difficult to end decently.

Li Cang can't sell the entire Yggdrasil. He is not a pervert, but an ordinary person who is forced to make a living on the track line.

"Separate, go find Brother Corpse."

"Roar~"

Gou Kun roared, and the space around his body rippled like water waves. A part of his body, which was shining with light, continued to fly forward. The flames on his body seemed to be stretched halfway and separated from the core, and quickly evolved into two parts, Goudan and Da Kun Kun. Li Cang stepped on the shrunken Da Kun Kun and continued to wander around the battlefield. After his body solidified, Goudan stabbed his head into Brother Corpse's arms--

Bang!

A giant that stood tall and upright suddenly stood between heaven and earth. An unexpected tearer was slapped to the ground by Brother Corpse before he could adjust his position to avoid the giant. Then, a set of chaotic punches and waves of turtle punches followed, with blood and mist like a python. In less than half a minute, the tearer was torn into three pieces, one piece was held in his hand, one piece was bitten in his mouth, and the last piece was thrown to Bone Sister for remote feeding.

The surrounding bugs were all shocked. Where did this ultimate beast come from?

In their consciousness, the division of labor is very clear. Whether it is devouring, plundering, evolving or fighting, there is a sequence of hearing and specialization. Each bug performs its duties and makes full use of its own strength. Unless the nest master has a clear order to use the quantity to pile up a certain object or a certain hostile unit, there is no selfish personal emotion such as sending death to fight. What they need to do is to bring back enough resources and nutrients for the insect swarm to ensure the operation of the insect swarm, rather than dying meaninglessly. The overall interests of the tribe are above all else.

In short, after a panic of rolling and crawling, they isolated a circle with a radius of several hundred meters in the chaotic battlefield with the big corpse brother as the center.

This thing is not within the scope of the nest master's command. Until the nest master gives a clear response and countermeasures, they will try their best to avoid contact with this unplanned unit.

Li Cang said.

Big corpse brother, big corpse brother, you understand the pressure of the workplace. When you roll up, you don't even let go of the bugs.