The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

On the Great Plain, the entire battle line was stretched to ten kilometers.

The all-black lackeys of the Demon Mountain formed a living dam to firmly block the corpse tide at the other end, slowly but unswervingly advancing forward. No matter how turbulent the corpse tide was, it would eventually become the broken limbs and arms under their feet dripping blood. Wherever they passed, the Great Plain was stained with scarlet mud.

People from the three castles continued to rush out and gather behind the Demon Mountain to join the battlefield. There is absolutely no reason to eat for free in the world. Li Cang is purposefully letting the Demon Mountain distance each other and forcing the subordinates to fill the gap.

Li Cang is not a saint with great virtue and care for the human race. This kind of personality is incompatible with him. The corpse tide screened by the Demon Mountain and the No. 2 lackey is already the last bottom line and mercy, and those who have the courage to rush out to fight cannot be said to be awakened by each party member, but at least they understand one thing: now is definitely not the time to take shortcuts.

Everyone is fighting at the front and you are slacking off at the back. You may not even be able to wait for the post-war reckoning.

Ha, only an organized and disciplined army has the high-end configuration of the supervisory team. In this chaotic spontaneous group, it is estimated that in the next second, an extreme and vindictive brother will rush up to cut the corpses or deliberately release a bunch of zombies to arrange people. The swords are blind on the battlefield. It must be reasonable for you to miss a few slashes and I accidentally add a few more slashes, right?

Li Cang is very satisfied with the current situation. He can finally free up his hands to do some buffs.

The big magic wand floating beside him in standby mode soared into the air and flew over the defense line of the magic mountain and slammed in front. The dense corpse tide suddenly had a blank, and then the big magic wand was pulled by the small illusory light band, bombarding everywhere in the corpse group like a cannonball.

The corpses were dense and surging. Even being knocked to the ground would cause fatal consequences. What awaited them would be trampled by their companions' big feet and hacked wildly by the slowly advancing demon mountain like a grass cutter.

The spine insects were nourished by the alienated blood, and the battlefield began to be filled with thick fog that could not be dissolved. The overlapping shadows shuttled between the corpses, making shrill laughs and sweet cries. It seemed that a river that could swallow light and souls lay across the sky. The turbid and dead river water seemed far away and within reach. Occasionally, a huge wave would suddenly rise without warning somewhere in the river. There was also a winding yellow sand path slowly spreading, and a wedding procession carrying a wedding sedan came out of the fog with music and drums.

"Hehe~"

"Hehehe~"

"Woo woo woo~"

The laughter was charming and the crying was tender.

Under the pervasive weird music, the sounds of fighting on the entire battlefield seemed to disappear in an instant, and only the resentful, admiring, sobbing and complaining female voice could be heard.

A sudden cymbal sounded, exploding on everyone's forehead like a bolt from the blue.

"The locusts are celebrating, like drums and harps.

The melons and melons are long-lasting, and the grand cases are solemn!"

The voice of the wedding woman was neither yin nor yang, like a thousand people singing together, without any joy, but full of malice that made people feel cold and frightened.

Cultures may not be connected, but emotions can be contagious.

Cardiopulmonary arrest!

At least half of the people on the battlefield almost wet their pants, almost lost the ability to think, and were left with only panic and fear.

Under the eyes of the crowd, a skeleton warhorse with evil flames burning fiercely, with a big red silk flower on its chest, ran wildly in the flames and stood in front of Li Cang.

"Lang~"

"It's fine if you don't come to greet me, but why are you so reluctant to get on the horse?"

The ghost bride's perseverance and persistence could not move Teacher Cang. If I don't get on the horse, I will at most be a mud-legged worker with wet shoes. If I get on the horse, I might die twice. People have three cardinal principles and five constants, and things have priorities. Neither you nor I are like a human. Ahem. You and I are not the same kind, so we should just be well.

Such a strange and metaphysical battle is rapidly hollowing out the rational defenses of all the people and non-people on the plains.

As the saying goes, facing Li Cang's timid and heavy punches, even the zombies look so handsome and considerate compared to that kind of guy.

For a while, the human survivors were agitated, and all kinds of skills that were used up were flying all over the sky. The number of fate servants alone increased by thousands or tens of thousands. No one wanted to be regarded as a cheap person who took advantage of the chaos.

Others don't realize it, but how can Lao Wang, Li Lasi and Tai Xiaoyi not know what's going on? The "inexperienced" and shallow SAN slots of temporary teammates can't withstand the exploitation of [One Hundred Ghosts Night Parade], [Ghost Bride], [Spine Gu] and the zombie sea. Their way of thinking is gradually moving towards a paranoid and impulsive direction.

In response, Lao Wang said it was great. I gradually understood everything. It turned out that this was not a war to purge zombies, but an unprecedented large-scale PUA scene!

"I have every reason to suspect that if the fight continues like this," he couldn't help but pick up the intercom and complain to Li Leisi and Tai Xiaoyi: "Then these idiots may have sequelae that are difficult to erase in their lifetime. It is not impossible for the weaker ones to become the walking corpses of ghost brides like my horse!"

"Zhong, don't talk nonsense!"

"Wang, you can hope that Teacher Cang will do well!"

"Well, what do you know? This is called reverse poison milk. It eliminates the possibility of things getting bad from the root and clears Teacher Cang's name!"

Li Cang: "Everyone, is there a possibility that this channel is not a private FM?"

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Survivors often develop into completely different shapes depending on the region and conditions they live in. The Cage Land is a typical example. Although it is difficult for Li Cang to understand why all abilities are related to the witchcraft bag, he has to Said that their combat effectiveness deserves a fair enough evaluation.

An overwhelming amount of witchcraft bags were smashed out, and the density of all kinds of servants of fate on the battlefield surged again.

Moreover, the witchcraft bag is all-inclusive, and both entities and skills can be stored, including those that weaken the walking dead, those that bless oneself or a servant of destiny, those that summon...

There are no less than 20 headless horsemen who have been seen once before, and there are countless others such as dwarfs, Scottish trolls, two-headed ogres and candy hunters.

"What the hell is a sack of balls and a candy hunter??"

"I don't know. How about calling me by this name after identification? Call the little lady. The big guy is blocking the road at 8 o'clock!"

"Received~"

A brilliant evil fire suddenly exploded in the zombie wave in front. Li Laixi smiled: "mua~ The little lady is awesome! Wow, look at those headless guys!"

Previously, when the Headless Horseman came out, Sword Girl took over Lingchi Yizhi, but before it could show any concrete performance, Li Leisi and Lao Wang teamed up to make a living, causing it to be degraded on the spot. Now it seems that they are still good at dealing with the walking dead. of.

The paper data of the Headless Horseman is between Stage 2 and Stage 3, and its performance is quite average, but this thing has a very interesting ability - the head-changing technique!

It is difficult for the walking zombies that are attracted by the Headless Horseman to escape pursuit, and they almost never make mistakes. The unlucky walking zombies whose heads have been chopped off, no matter how vitality is exploding, and how strong their desire for survival is, their heads never grow back. Seems to be a rule.

The Headless Horseman will temporarily put the severed head of the walking corpse on his own cavity. He can roar and see, which may have an additional bonus to his combat effectiveness.

However, the Headless Horseman's head-changing technique is not unlimited.

Li Laixi discovered that the next head replacement surgery would only be initiated when the original head hanging on their waist or the stolen head was damaged. They were very reserved and had a good grasp of their temperament.