The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

If he had been inexplicably given a round of coercive quality education by the [Death Soul Chain] before, then now Maldo Bevin is sincerely willing to serve the new master like he surrenders to the Will of Purgatory and the 72-Pillar God. , A boss who can’t pay a salary is not qualified to set KPIs. What’s wrong with my milk supply being so abundant that I call him foster father?

Um?

How! What! Got it!

A pair of big scarlet eyes were full of admiration and filial piety. However, what it never expected was that such sincerity did indeed lead to father's love, but it might not be the same as the father's love it imagined. In and out.

As soon as the name was said, Li Cangjiu Timi was half awake: "Bad beast, do you want to apologize yourself or wait for me to kill you?"

Maldo Bevin's Stalin-like kindness stunned the whole city. No, what does this mean? Isn't it true that sincerity is always a must-kill skill? Is the cost of identifying a father so high these days?

Li Cang's eyes that were three cents redder than before glanced back and forth between the Well of the Abyss and Maldo Bevin, weighing the benefits, ahem, pros and cons, and regretfully found that he didn't seem to have anything that could replace such a cheap, efficient and pure natural product. Suitable candidates for the green and non-polluting technical labor force have to make do with life: "Just change your name!"

Maldo Bevin was frightened and confused: "Master?"

"So you will always maintain this image, right?"

"Uh." As a devil whose nature is to be cunning and insightful into human nature, Maldo Bevin's mind was spinning, and he quickly understood the key, and said something out of nowhere: "Are we saying that the mistress's tutoring is so strict? I I am under the command of Lord Baal. I represent war and strength. I have no succubus or lecherous blood, and I have no such needs. Of course, if it is you, the master, it would be a great honor!"

"There is already one succubus at home." Li Cang's face turned red and he looked hideous in embarrassment. "Wait a minute, what do you mean? Forget it, you might as well die! It's good for everyone!"

Maldo Bevan understood that he had saved his life, and the devil smiled brightly: "Liliana is willing to be loyal to her master!"

Li Cang: tons tons tons~

The bitter wine enters the throat and makes the heart ache, and the light of a stick chills nineteen continents. The matter is so shameful, it is better to eat the banquet!

"burn!"

Countless foehn winds rose from the ground, converging into a roaring thing no less than the blazing flames of the Well of the Abyss, sifting through the two heartless warships belonging to the helmsman of Somam - even the social fear of society Don’t you know from a safe distance? Who allowed you to invade my private bubble?

In fact, the burning of Isolaye did not completely penetrate the battleship. It only left symmetrical molten-like holes with a diameter of 3 to 5 meters in the path of the foehn wind, the upper and lower surfaces of the battleship, and every deck in between. The fiery circular scar may not even have much negative impact on the material and strength of the battleship itself. The battleship is still physically intact, but the people on this path are not so lucky. The skin appearance and bone appearance are seriously inconsistent. , the bones could still barely maintain a walking and standing posture, but the flesh and skin were directly sprayed all over the upper deck, like human fireworks.

This kind of warship, which has barely even a few basic prayer abilities left, has no chance of resisting the bloodthirsty and calcium-sucking prying eyes.

It was already impossible to maneuver, but within a few seconds, the two warships lost nearly 3,000 operators under the indiscriminate bombardment of the Burning of Duoduo Isoleye, making a harsh sound of metal twisting. , swinging wildly in mid-air.

Boom~

One ship hit the stern of another ship, and then dragged a tongue of flames away and took away another passerby who stood there and watched.

Three Hurricane-class battleships were lost in an instant, and the mentality of everyone on Somam's side also cracked along with the battleships. Of course, they did not understand that the main reason for the battleships' fall was actually the loss of control, and they were killed by giants like Gokun and the lightning of the Twin Tyrants. It's still barely acceptable under the pulp cannon.

But what the hell do you mean when you become a battleship in seconds?

Who can bear this!

"Retreat! Retreat!"

"Damn it, shoot me, shoot me, don't let him get close!"

"The monster rushed over, and the bow of the ship was attacked. Repeat the attack on the bow of the ship and ask for help."

Goukun is quite experienced in dealing with such stupid turtle shells. The floating force field cannot tear them apart directly, but its fangs and claws are not just decorations. He can tear off the battleship's head in two or two strokes. There was a Godzilla-style kiss in the cabin.

Every hatch and porthole of the battleship was spraying flames outwards. The deck and hull had cracks visible to the naked eye, and they swelled and became fatter. They only lasted for 15 seconds before bursting into pieces.

The powerful force of the explosion threw a huge amount of sharp fragments at 360 degrees without blind angle. No one and anything within a radius of dozens of kilometers was spared. It was like a meteor shower washing the sky and the earth, and there were burning fireballs and billowing smoke everywhere. .

However, Li Cang was already very concerned about how miserable Somam's side was. He and Gou Kun were blown away for several kilometers by the explosion. He looked at the tiny debris and bloody holes all over his body, and then looked at Gou Kun. The rolled-up breasts were embedded with an I-shaped curved metal beam that measured more than ten meters outside the body. He angrily smashed a bottle of tequila onto Gou Kun's head.

"You're an idiot whose mind is full of scraps and porridge! Why am I using a hammer to support you after spending so much money?!"

Bo~

The remaining agave in the bottle was ignited by the dog-head flame, and a mischievous blue and orange flame erupted.

Li Cang:

Forget it, forget it, this is my biological child, this is my biological child

After the explosion, the two sides pulled away from each other. Somamu was unwilling to let the warship and the transformation island get close to this kind of animal. He continued to wash the ground with artillery fire. Li Cang was even less interested in things like the transformation island and the warship. Gou Kun simply turned his butt and rushed towards the direction with a sweeter smell.

Where my father goes, I go!

Wherever Li Cang passed, two-by-two turtleback dragonflies formed a [grouping] posture and fell to the ground without stopping. A thousand meters in height was not high, but it was indeed not low. The turtleback dragonflies, whose empty shells weighed 110,000 tons, had an absolute devastating ability to strike the ground. Within a 200-meter diameter, anyone who paid a little attention to their image would be doomed. The elements included not only the war props, subordinates, giant servants of fate, and contracted mounts of the seven major armies in the Mirage Zone, but also lackeys No. 1, 2, and 4. The few who could be picked out of the whole field to escape were mostly players with more than one life.

After the turtleback dragonfly landed, it immediately split into two pieces, and then stretched out the cover with its claws and teeth. Half of it was the lackey twin tyrants digging and kicking themselves out, and the other half became the endless tentacles of the turtleback dragonfly that rushed out frantically, which was many times faster than sending the fate servants directly through the same source channel.

Compressed packages are good things. The scene of direct blowout regardless of bandwidth is particularly pleasing to the eye.

Of course, this kind of pleasing sight may not be seen by the seven major armies in the Mirage Zone. Even if they have a basic psychological preparation for the ability of this guy who directly flew a dragon to his face when he disagreed with him to summon the fate servant, it is different from seeing it with their own eyes. How can one person's explosion of millions of troops be compared with the explosion of millions of troops by individuals?

This is the difference in power level!