The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

As a self-proclaimed elegant magician, Li Cang has always disliked the behavior of some vulgar warriors from the inside out. Decentness is very necessary. The world is so ugly and cold, so naturally he needs some physical comfort. process to obtain as harmonious a result as possible.

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However, there is actually a slight flaw here, that is, Li Cang's so-called elegance and decency are usually not within the scope and scale that normal humans can accept.

Faced with Sherman's harsh remarks, Li Cang's eyes were calm and decent, and his smile was smooth.

Gray light spewed out from the big wand, went straight to the sky, and exploded into thirteen lifeless figures like the god of death walking around the world.

The three-headed and six-armed figure stands on the dark clouds that are threatening to overwhelm the sky. His eyes are cold and empty like a god. The magnificent halo smears everything in the field of vision into lifeless gray. The objects in his hand are unknown to Sherman. Strange weapons or musical instruments collided to produce an eternal, desolate, deep and cold sound.

For a moment, Sherman's hair stood on end.

I felt that the smile in front of me was originally just a somewhat hateful young man, but he was the human imitation of these giant creatures that stood tall and tall like gods. That smile and that look were so demoralizing.

The lord has really broken through the defense.

Sherman is just Sherman, an ordinary king of the north, an ordinary ice lord. The alienated blood creature that I have seen in my life has no fins, no tail, and walks upright with its lower limbs. It may not be as long as Li Cang's. There are many consumables and wet parts that are worn away.

He is not our great priest king, His Majesty. Sherman seriously lacks sufficient psychological construction to gain a sufficient sense of security in dealing with the scene and painting style in front of him. Moreover, the Kingdom of God on Earth and the Unified Icefield are obviously such a world. The ideal will obviously be slightly different.

"Okay, it's a little more intense than I thought. Lord Sherman, what do you think of the current war situation?"

When Li Cang said this, the 20-sided dice were already spinning in the void. All around Sherman's ears were the roaring chants of giant creatures in the sky, like Sanskrit chants. Men, women, old and young, each had thousands of faces, so that his brain My nerves could no longer form a complete circuit, and I was completely at a loss, like a grouse in the snow or a roe deer on the mountain.

[Subordinate ‘Sparsoyer Abel Sherman’, please choose whether to accept this judgment:

If accepted, the participating units of your own party, including yourself, can share with the subordinate 'Li Cang' a specialized halo skill with a coefficient of 19 and an equal increase in six-dimensional attributes by superposition, totaling: 19%*13*50 %=123.5%;

If rejected, it will be corrected to allow the subordinate ‘Li Cang’ to fully enjoy the 247% special halo blessing effect until the battle is completely over. 】

What does it mean to feed "pigeon" meat to eagles?

What is "stealing" something in return?

What is humanism and fraternity without the slightest prejudice and dignity and elegance without any distinction between high and low?

cough.

Faced with this kind of nesting behavior without any trace of humanitarian spirit, Sherman almost became angry.

Aren’t you even carrying fish on your back when making nests now?

Do the lonely people in your orbit never socialize?

Damn Fake, what kind of brain did you use to come up with such a low-level and explosive fishing behavior?

Facts have proved that the tricks will not work unless they are new.

The already tight war situation did not allow Sherman to be so arrogant as to send 247% of the terror blessing to the enemy out of thin air. No matter whether the sugar-coated material was feces or artillery shells, he had to pinch it. He pinched his nose and swallowed hard into his stomach.

However, he just made a Yes or No decision that went against his ancestors. He heard Old Wang's scream over there, and then, a huge figure that could no longer die was thrust straight into the Sky Palace. On the gate tower of the city, flesh, flesh and mucus splashed out into a large area of ​​flat dirt.

Sherman: "."

Among Li Cang's drunken gang, Lao Wang is undoubtedly the one who most relies on basic six-dimensional attributes. To others, these blessings are just a little bit insignificant, but for Lao Wang, the improvement of strength attributes It is almost infinite, equal to direct real damage plus critical hits. His transformation into a finishing move, Roller Wash, is directly linked to strength. Once the difference in strength between the enemy unit and him exceeds the predetermined threshold, all beings are equal.

So this time the buff was washed away, the "Fearless General" comrade who faced off against Lao Wang became the natural victim, and was directly stunned by this guy for a second - I have to admit that sometimes complex formulas are better than single formulas The blessing benefits obtained are greater, which is the so-called milk-feeding template.

Lao Wang held up the sledgehammer: "That's it! That's it? I haven't even started to exert force yet!"

He really hasn't exerted his strength yet, even the transformation is useless, and even the death knell has not reached the stage of strength. Our master Wang can really carry it now, without gasping for breath at all.

"You you."

Sherman is undoubtedly in an extremely complicated mood at the moment. Once upon a time, he had an innocent dream of eating up the other party and taking the person or skill template for his own use. Now he has woken up from the dream, or in other words, he has woken up from the dream a long time ago. And then you didn't even dare to get up. Damn, if you messed with Fake, I was just a pawn. Why did you just general? How could you directly general?

The forcible elimination of the leader-level elite combat power was a huge blow to the Sky Palace. It can be seen with the naked eye that among the 12 auxiliary halls with complex reliefs and splendid ornate reliefs around the main hall building in the center of the Sky Palace, the surface of one suddenly had dense cracks crisscrossing it, and its glory was gone. Before.

"Oh?" Li Cang was obviously very interested in this, "So is it based on people or palaces? The loopholes in your project are too obvious!"

Sherman didn't speak, but controlled his puppet structure more carefully to fight against Gou Hai.

Being able to focus strictly on the war itself under the huge pressure of the Gray Knights' law of war, Sherman's psychological endurance has actually exceeded that of a large number of subordinates, and he is obviously well versed in various tactical and strategic means. Looking at the opponent's endless micro-management and the wonderful operations of the David and the Goliath by connecting points, even Li Cang had to admit that in comparison, his crude method of saving money to blast troops and push in a wave was simply unworthy of the Rabbit family. His dignity and elegance were the kind that America would look at and nod with a smile and say she was a teachable child.

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However, even if this exchange ended hastily, Li Cang felt that it was a pity. He was actually a reserved person who was not good at communicating with others and did not like to communicate with others. However, every time he finally became interested in communicating with other people, he always failed. Being rejected is heartless and cruel.

The battle between Li Leisi and the Death Scythe Walker was more like a head-to-head confrontation between snipers and bullets. She moved up and down the battlefield with astonishing agility, and from time to time a series of terrifying shock waves and earth-shattering explosions erupted.

Click~

Li Leisi was hit hard by the Death Scythe Walker and fell from the air. After taking off most of the force, a ravine more than ten meters long and half a meter deep was still left on the surface of the ice. After taking a few breaths, this bitch Smoothly and naturally, he pointed the finger at Li Cang: "You are really diligent in running the house. I would like to see how many tiles are left for you in the last palace of your thousands of treasures!"

Li Cang was a little embarrassed and muttered unwillingly: "A little extra is a good thing, you shouldn't be a prodigal woman who doesn't know how expensive firewood and rice are."

"Pooh!"

Li Laisi jumped into the sky in a flash, her tall and convex devil's figure full of explosive violent beauty. A thug in a suit is not a piece of fun, but Da Leizi in a ferocious dragon robe is the real phantom god.

The ferocious dragon blade collided with the Death Scythe Walker's giant crescent scythe several times in the air dozens of meters high. The bombardment of sparks and the aftermath of the energy field spread out patches of psychedelic colors. The ten-meter-high dog legs and dolls formed a fighting arena for the two to go up and down. It was even more like showing off their skills than a battle.

Li Lisi probably hasn't had such a suitable scene and character for a long time for her to release her energy and enjoy her family history. She didn't even let Li Lisi participate in sharing this rare happiness - being unilaterally designated by Rao Qifang was unacceptable. If included, it would not help her technological progress and could only passively consolidate her psychological defense.

"Oh, vulgar warrior"

Li Cang glanced at the sharp light of swords and swords splashing ink in mid-air, and smacked his lips.

Yes.

If there was a choice, who would be willing to wrestle in a manure pit? No, if there was a choice, then of course it would be to become an elegant and decent magician as a lifelong career!

But now a doubt has finally opened up in Li Cang's mind. He finally understands the real reason why Sherman's reckless orders and the soldiers' prohibitions were followed.

No wonder he dared to deal with the thugs despite the cancerous deformation without any identification. Co-author, this guy who calls himself a benevolent king and a wise king may not regard the soldiers under him as real people at all. Let’s look at it.

Perhaps to him, the soldiers were at best a part of the palace in the sky, a building material, and a chess piece on the chessboard. The reason why they followed Sherman's orders meticulously was because they had never had a real sense of responsibility. Free will, those leaders, are what Sherman really values, and they need to carefully select and train the soldiers who are worthy of piling up resources.

"I can't help but think that Timi is using living people to feed Gu!" Li Cang was in awe as he tried to pass the customs. "Sure enough, the pattern is really not a thing. What I did was relatively too anthropomorphic. "

Boom!

Lao Wang was smashed away by dozens of doll constructs, rolled sideways across the battlefield, and made a large human-shaped pit a few hundred meters in front of Li Cang: "Not named Li, I noticed that you have recently begun to experience early retirement. Have you lived? You are so damn lazy!"

"This thing feels like a visibly stretched crotch. It's far worse than a walking corpse. I'm not interested!" Li Cang swung his little leather whip, dedicated to using his teammates as mules, and whipped him fiercely: "Well, that, Come on, do you need me to play BGM for fun?”

"@#￥%..." Lao Wang cursed vaguely and swung his hammer to block an incoming ice bullet that was as big as a house. "These things are really durable. Ordinary monsters can compete with four He’s on the same level as a dog, where does this old boy get so many resources?”

"It's simple. There is no such thing as quiet time. It's all about seniority~" Li Cang said, "You said it yourself, there is no certain age. If the Inuit village nearby can't come up with this kind of custom, it must be the time in this place." There’s something wrong with the flow rate!”

"I mean, just came out?"

"That's not necessarily the case"

Then the expressions of the two people gradually synchronized, and they said in unison: "Jump point!"

Transition points are good things. On their side, the degree of resource enrichment is often directly linked to transition points. Li Cang dreams of accumulating a few more train cars of transition points. The resources provided by Tili, Mu Shenlu, and Fantasy Island Chain are extremely limited. After a war, they have to accumulate them again.

For some reason, the frequency of zombie materials appears more and more sluggish recently. Li Cang misses his favorite Black Mist Island, which is full of treasures.

Lao Wang said: "If the ice field has just been synchronized to this world line, then the transition channel that sent it out may not be closed so quickly?"

Boom~

A burst of Isoleye's Burn cut the elite puppet construct in front of him in half. Li Cang kicked the two halves of his body towards the big dog and the second dog who appeared at the edge of the battlefield to pick up rubbish. He shook his head and said, "Too idealistic. I never talk about good luck, only about Timi!"

"Let's just say, is there such a possibility." Lao Wang said weakly, "I, Wang, have this condition?"

Li Cang: ─━_─━

I think you just want to die!

The ugly face of someone made Lao Wang unable to hold back his joy. He used a hammer to chisel the broken ice in front of him, causing it to stagger violently and flip over like a seesaw. At least three or five hundred puppet elite bodies that were rushing towards him were thrown straight to Li Cang.

"Keep it, my love!"

"Fuck! Do I look like I'm here to fight in such formal clothes?"

"What the hell are you wearing has nothing to do with me!"

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In fact, Lao Wang didn't need to do anything unnecessary.

Sherman thought that Li Cang's hesitation to attack the main body of the Sky Palace was an important node for his turnaround. You know, the Sky Palace he had worked hard for many years was not just a small function of small profits and quick turnover.

Under his intentional control, the giant puppets with endless pouring postures had unconsciously assembled hundreds of thousands of elite super teams, each of which was wandering around the periphery of the battlefield. He believed that with the power of the Sky Palace, it was completely possible to break through at any time, at least most of them successfully break through the encirclement formed by the four dogs, and withstand the few Lords of the Demon Mountain and their lackeys under the eyes of the five dogs, and suddenly attack Li Cang, the initiator of the completely defenseless and arrogant posture, and NTR to the face.

"Heh"

No one in this world can despise the king of the ice field, the great unified lord Sherman, go to hell, evil little bastard, pay the price you deserve!