The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

In the spirit of full of anger that it could not seize the opportunity, the resentful Tomb Suppressor swung its head and face with a set of bastard punches and directly tore the insect swarm in front of it to pieces. Millions or even tens of millions of Zerg were just like that. Dumplings were dropped from the unpretentious horizontal kick and vertical roll, and then they were swept into the "mouth of the abyss" of the sky island like garbage.

Even though most of the bugs seemed to be almost unscathed, not a single one crawled out from the wide open cracks from beginning to end.

If a person looks down from the edge of the crack now, he can see that the flesh and blood of the activated sky island, which exudes a faint scarlet light and resembles muscle tissue, lock the living Zerg tribe into it like small bugs in amber. And slowly squirming, dragging them deeper into the flesh, as if disappearing into the dark void.

These Zerg are fully alive, but their struggle, catharsis, anger and madness are so feeble. Everything they do is more like stirring up an overly sticky liquid, and there are no ripples or fluctuations caused by the whole process. The method was transmitted beyond the maximum body length of the Zerg, and it was always calm.

These bugs will not die, be digested, or even lose consciousness, but will continue to be in a process of being completely shielded from the mental grid and being infected and assimilated, emmm, even if they are placed on bugs, Thinking about it, a small dark room of this level is still too cruel.

But the insect swarm has never known fear. They will always faithfully and without any delay carry out the will of the large group conveyed by the master of the nest. Covered by corrosive spores and poisonous miasma, the insect swarm is not afraid of death. The sound of impacting the sky island is simply earth-shattering. The offensive dominated by physical attacks rather than skills is a manifestation of maximizing the use of energy efficiency. The luxury of the magic system is not only the price of the innate ability to pray, but also the energy level decay and incompetence during battery life. Called terrifying consumption.

All of this is more in line with the expectations of the will of the swarm, including the coupling of resources, conversion rate, realization of the survival value of the swarm, and self-worth. The nonsense literature has come to an end for the time being. In short, the master of the nest obviously does not have the ability of Li Cang. The cesspit god of war insists on playing the hypocritical character of a noble concubine taking a bath. He is a more determined materialistic race than the wizard.

This process of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​​​dogs versus a mountain of insects is actually more like a computing power hedging between the villain and the master of the nest. One careless move will cause the whole game to be lost, from the micro-management of every insect and every villain to the overall situation. From God's perspective, the goal that both sides need to consider is not the calculation of casualties in the conventional sense. There is only one goal from beginning to end: resources, to recover or destroy one's own resources, and to plunder or destroy the other party's resources.

The moment the Zerg wave forcibly landed on the island, the burning pain in Li Cang's back gave the potential terrorist the illusion of being stabbed in the spine, and he felt inexplicably panicked.

Bang~

Li Cang smashed the Heavenly Spirit Cap of the evil widow opposite him with one punch. He thrust the big magic wand from the west and penetrated the thing completely from beginning to end. He let it push the golden mountain and the jade pillar, causing a large amount of dust to fly. With the magician's other hand With his back behind his back, his eyes were indifferent and unmoving, he looked very graceful, very aura, and in short, very decent.

However.

In fact, it is a different situation.

"Paolao! This timi is some kind of nihilistic PaoLao from the pre-King Island era!"

Li Cang looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and tears of sadness surged involuntarily like steam from a boiling pot, rushing out in all directions.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Laisi's figure flashed, and a pair of ferocious claws appeared and disappeared around the two of them, easily shattering the Zerg's psychic field shield and then tearing their bodies into pieces, "You are so young. What are you doing holding your waist? If you don’t give me a good seed, you’ll ruin yourself?”

"My kidneys seem to be ripe."

"Hiss, it's so hot!" Li Laisi lifted up Li Cang's clothes, and her pupils shrank to the size of needlepoints, "Huh?!"

From the back of the head to the root of the tail, the complete spine is jagged, like a scarlet dragon exuding scorching heat. The nerves, tendons, and muscle tissue on the back behave in a way that is so weird that it is so normal that words cannot describe it. The posture was squirming, twisting, and twitching, and the crooked blood vessels suddenly floated on the surface of the skin. Even Li Leisi could directly see the torrent of blood inside.

Some people looked calm, but in fact they had already left, for a while.

heart rate

6648

"Young Master??" Li Leisi believed that she was not smart enough to doubt her family background and did not even dare to believe the heart rate number that her keen martial artist's sense subconsciously estimated based on the momentum of her blood vessels, "Is this a fucking imperial engine? Cangzi ! Cangzi? Are you okay?"

"It can't be cool anymore."

"That's really not cool! Bah, bah, bah! What the hell are you doing! You're going to be cooked, burnt, and cremated!"

"Don't make trouble, everything is gone." Li Cang twitched the corner of his mouth and covered the ferocious dragon robe, "You don't understand, overclocking for heat dissipation."

"Damn it!" Li Leisi almost got angry because of the nonchalant demeanor, "You mean 16 overclocked to 648??"

"What a fuss!"

Li Leisi went crazy with anger, sneered, sneered, and sneered: "Ah, yes, yes, if I remember correctly, Brother Danzi was thrown outside to dissipate heat!"

chiffon!

Li Cang almost choked to death on his own saliva and stared at this girl with dumbfounded eyes: "You just keep talking, can't you really take your hands away first?"

"Sorry, but unfortunately, at 44.8 degrees, they are already cooked. I will take a video for Rao Qifang. You will be finished if she does it or not!"

"That's not what you said when I had a fever last time. You were so excited. Wait a minute, are you crazy? Can this thing be used to take a video?"

"Dirty, who wants to take a video? Taking a video means making a video call. Is it hard to understand? Sending a telegram, making a phone call, and making a video are all the same. Do you understand?"

Li Cang's blood was hot, but it was cold: "Damn it, is this a question of whether to take a video or not? You are crazy about complaining!"

"Hehe, will the initiator have no descendants?"

The two of them were passionately spraying each other while opening and closing. The insects were fragments of limbs mixed with the deformed tissue of the dog sea, like a sticky maltose wrapped around the two of them. Even so, the energy surge in them still reached a new peak wave after wave, even more vivid than when they were alive.

Li Cang had already adapted to the dirty battlefield environment, but he had never seen such a heart: "Let's discuss it, Sister Lei Lei, let's discuss it again, leave a way out for us so that we can meet again in the future!"

"No problem, as long as you can count how many times you have complained to me before and apologize one by one, I am not incapable of considering it-"

"3601!"

"?"

"A total of 3,601 times! Do you want to see the account book?"

"You beast! Wait for death!"

To be honest, the two of them have only known each other for about ten years, less than twenty years, so this beast is either complaining or on the way to complain.

Old Wang, who was nowhere to be seen, roared: "Fuck you two, stop arguing, my island, my island!"

"Prepare the cancer bomb!"

"Huh?"

Thanks to book friend James233 for the reward, (づ￣3￣)づ╭～

Just got home, late, sorry

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