The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

Men are usually hypocritical, stubborn and boring creatures, but what Li Cang said is true. There is really no possibility of surviving the sea of ​​dogs here.

When the Moba barrier was broken, the restrictions on the same source channel outside no longer existed. The mountain of corpses in and out of the sea of ​​dogs swept the entire floating island chain one fragment at a time with the most simple and crude traditional skills. The huge, innocent and amazingly defensive turtleback dragonflies were regarded as the strongest trenches by the lucky unlucky people in the barrier. They rushed and hit hard, took advantage and ran away. Although occasionally those who were unlucky would have a little friction with the four dogs, it was no longer a big deal.

They hated it!

Once caught, they became fish. They were locked up in a huge prison to squeeze out every bit of surplus value and let people fight for fun. This is something that even the base settlements with a little conscience would not do even to the servants of fate and alienated blood creatures!

Especially for the orbital subordinates, when they think of facing the derailment sanctions of almost the same length after several months or even half a year of imprisonment, they are so desperate that they want to vomit all together. This kind of emotional value is simply difficult to describe in words. Only when the big stick is engraved on the other party can it be barely described. At this moment, when the fight starts, it is a euphemism to say that they are digging three feet into the ground. Compared with them, Li Cang's sea of ​​corpses and dogs seems so reserved, restrained, elegant and decent.

It is worth mentioning that even when facing the sea of ​​dogs and the angry trapped people at the same time, there is no scene of defeat outside the barrier. This shows how many subordinates and orbital subordinates these guys have eaten up, and how bloated they are.

However

It is only a matter of time.

Li Cang's routine of digging graves and digging graves, so far, except for the Zerg, there seems to be no other species that can compete with the magician. This style of play seems to be evenly matched at first glance, but it is actually equivalent to exchanging coins and resources for shells and sending them into someone's arms.

Nothing else, only Xiao Nar.

Li Cang's mind was full of calculations: "It's visible to the naked eye. The sales of cancer bombs will increase rapidly in the future!"

The cancerous distortion attribute cannot be actively given to others except for being forced to accept it, but the cancer bomb can. After several rounds of prayer iterations of preservation methods, the exposure time of this thing has been barely increased from minutes and hours to days. If there is another round of creations similar to sealing and mill effects, it can extend the existence time. I believe that the subordinates who are still frightened will especially favor this simple and crude gadget that can break almost any shackles, and they are also happy to seek peace of mind. After all, it is easy to bury you when you meet Li Cang on the track, but it is difficult to rescue you when you meet Li Cang. This matter itself is already a wonderful luck.

As for the side effects.

Teacher Cang, who is kind-hearted and kind-hearted, will naturally try to write it in the manual in its entirety.

"Business, business, business, only business, right?" Qiao Shasha gave Li Cang an elbow without any hesitation, and turned around and was very curious, "Nephew, have you become stronger recently?"

"In what aspect?"

"Bang!"

Tili's strength is still quite good, and it is remarkable. If it weren't for this kind of rule talk, these terrorists who fish in troubled waters outside the MOBA barrier would not be able to get much benefit from fighting Tili with real guns and knives. So Li Cang said seriously: "Auntie, these cancer bombs, you have to find a way to preserve them. If there is no jumper, I will try my best to send a new batch of them in the cycle and take away the original ones for destruction. This incident is very common on the orbital line, very common, subspace, illusion, inner world, subspace , the contract rule circle, there may be all kinds of weird things. In addition to having abundant martial virtues, the track line also requires a little bit of luck. Don't use cancer bullets unless it is absolutely necessary. "

"I know. Then outside."

"Drain them and give you a gift. Well, it may take some time. Good things come to those who wait!"

"How did you come up with such an unreasonable way of playing?"

"Little by little, and then it will come naturally." Li Cang scratched his head, "Actually, this is completely different from my idea. Until the system was formed, I never thought it would develop into this. You know, my dream has always been that, to be an elegant and decent mage."

"Mage.?"

A group of people stared at Li Cang for a long time in disbelief.

This doesn't seem right. Since the day we first met you, you have been wielding a stick to the sky and the earth. What does it have to do with some inexplicable mage?

Only the young aunt was trapped in the whirlpool of memories and couldn't extricate herself: "Once upon a time, my dream was just to be a simple ghost fire girl. Who knew that in the end, she chose to do things between being a person and doing things, and chose to ascend the throne between riding a bike and registering. What a twist of fate!"

Everyone: ─━_─━

You two are really more outrageous and more Versailles than each other!

After several rounds of adjustments and Qiao Shasha's confirmation, the Sanshan Holy Land centered on Qiao Shasha's bedroom finally lit up with a rich green light again, condensing a huge and brilliant alien coin.

Seeing the city lord go from strike to online, the whole Tili cheered.

Qiao Shasha is already a sacred symbol in Tili. In the eyes of a large number of people in Tili, the city lord is divine. If this Sky Island really follows the power of faith rather than the materialistic proletarian line, Qiao Shasha cannot be said to be on par with the great priest, but at least she must be at the level of initially condensing quasi-godhood.

Tili's movements are very slow, even slower than Li Cang's old king Sky Island. She is leisurely like an old man with a fairy-like appearance, but her huge area is full of oppression, as if she can crush all obstacles in front of her.

Of course, Tili's combat effectiveness in the entire red-blue battle is also widely recognized. After all, the blue side has been suppressed to the point that it can only rely on summoning Li Cang to survive, and Tili played an overwhelming role in it.

Compared with the usual large bases or settlements, Tili, due to its own reasons and the legacy of the Li family, did not choose to climb the south wall of the technology tree head-on. On the contrary, it took the path of mutual complementation between the servants of destiny and the subordinates. The main body is not yet a servant of destiny, but is in harmony with the Tao. In terms of the development related to alienated blood, Tili still has innate advantages. After all, a transition channel that provides a stable source of corpse-like alienated blood biological beings is enough to support the steady improvement and normal development of an organizational structure of such a size.