The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

As for the fight between Mr. Cang and himself, it will undoubtedly be a torment for himself, the enemy and even the audience. No one wants to challenge the physiological limit of life with a thing that stands in his own blood pool and directly hits the opposite high ground. If the zombies have enough IQ, they may have the same idea. What's more, this thing can even restore blood, extract calcium, break armor, and counter-injure, and add mental pollution. What a beast.

In a sense, Li Cang and Rao Qifang are on different paths and end up in the same place.

One is a pure martial arts duel, forcing all fancy skills to be abandoned; the other is even too lazy to pretend and perfunctory, waving his own blood bar as a hammer and rushing up to attack.

If you have to fight to the death, the best solution is probably to let these two fight against each other, but it's a pity that this is not an option and this road is blocked.

Ahem.

In fact, at least within a certain range, if we don't count the size of the blood explosion, Li Cang's combat power, mainly his attack power, can't be said to be outstanding. Tai Xiaoyi's sop Moon Meteor is a dps value that Li Cang can't hit even if he tries his best.

But, who cares?

The blood bar bombardment itself is the most unreasonable and despicable means, which seriously violates the martial ethics. As a result, this thing also has a long-range skill!

Li Cang used a very accurate [Burn] to instantly knock down an armored turtle. The armored turtle's body weighing several tons flew into the air. Blood gushed out from the gaps in the shells of the eyes, mouth, nose, head, neck and limbs. Around the straight three-color light column, there was another kind of pale particle-shaped light mist that was independent of it and did not blend with it, surging into a mushroom cloud.

When the armored turtle flipped its shell and fell to the ground, the sound of the shell hitting the ground was like crispy biscuits, and a thick layer of bone crumbled and peeled off the shell like dried mud.

"Damn it!"

Looking at others and then looking at himself, Lao Wang suddenly became a little autistic. He couldn't find a suitable adjective. The only word left in Lao Wang's mind was "damage". What kind of work should carbon-based creatures do?

The effect of armor in front of Li Cang is infinitely close to zero, especially the self-bone armor. It is the last stubbornness that it does not have a counter-effect.

Whether it is the echo of the dead, the replacement of blood bars, or the absorption of calcium, it is so proud and indulgent.

Even if Lao Wang's luck is full and a few waves of disturbing metal wishes are successful, Li Cang can completely change the skin of the big magic wand and make a disturbing metal coating.

I'm going too far.

The armored turtle was burned by Li Cang with at least one-third of its shell thickness. It was completely confused and couldn't even find the person who hurt it for a while.

The second burn followed, and the whole body armor directly turned into a field artifact, revealing meat everywhere.

The blood bar of Fen seriously drained the battery pack of the armored turtle, so that its self-healing and shell growth speed was greatly reduced compared to before, and it was taken away by the big magic wand with a clean hook.

Li Cang was bored: "Almost!"

Almost means that he doesn't want to fill this thing into the position of the second son of the bloodline or the servant of destiny. The actual performance of the armored turtle is far less than what Li Cang expected. It is a typical case of being strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Li Cang actually has only two selection criteria: either the quantity is absolutely sufficient and the raw materials are easy to obtain, and the priority for filling the mill is the highest; or sacrifice quantity for quality and evolve the servant of destiny in one shot. As long as it is strong enough or indispensable, it is not unbearable even if it is labeled as [only].

"You are talking without any pain." Lao Wang complained: "There is no buff or defense skill corresponding to the armor. Under such circumstances, the strength of the turtle shell can be so outrageous. Do you dare to believe that this is the level of practice for only one and a half years? Do you know how hard the turtles work?"

If you say so, then they seem to be working hard.

Li Cang: "Okay, you make sense. Miss Da Leizi, leave a few more for Lao Wang to practice, and clear the rest."

Lao Wang: "Fuck!"

It is rare to have an alienated bloodline species that can specifically restrain Lao Wang. Just treat it as a preview of the bad situation in advance. Practice more to be prepared.

The three DPS big players gave Lao Wang a solid lesson. In less than 15 minutes, hundreds of armored turtles were lying dead on the ground. The scene was really tragic in its own way--

Miss always shoots in the head. She is a clean and hygienic environmentalist.

Da Leizi usually cuts with a big knife, and if he is in a good mood and wants to show off his skills, he may even avoid bleeding, which is relatively fresh and harmonious.

Only Li Cang, not only the dust and the pungent smell, but also the dignity of the dead souls under the stick will be completely trampled, and none of them can walk away with clothes on.

Lao Wang finally asked a soul-torturing question: "Don't you have a guilty conscience, especially you, Li Cang, you don't even let go of the big turtle, and you want to exploit people's SAN value with this thing?"

"I am already the last conscience of Qingdao, what conscience do I need?"

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This guy is so hardcore even when telling cold jokes? !

So far, the only one who can really be happy should be Gu Mei.

Compared to the shameful Turbid Heart Skadi form, Da Lei Zi's choices are really limited, and the Abomination form is undoubtedly the most in line with Teacher Cang's aesthetics. If both of them can accept it, Lao Wang's opinion seems less important. Such a powerful servant of destiny can't be locked up in a mill all day eating his hands and playing with his feet, right?

So, Bone Sister was finally released from prison, and was able to appear on the battlefield in the form of an abomination that could empty a normal person's SAN slot with just one glance. She jumped back and forth happily, with a look as innocent as a baby weighing more than ten tons.

Bone Sister's IQ is not particularly outstanding among the servants of fate, but she is the only one among this group of unfilial children who "knows shame", likes to dress herself up, and has an independent aesthetic.

Bone Sister picked and chose the corpses on the battlefield, just like a cute little girl walking on a country road, picking a few beautiful flowers from time to time and wearing them harmoniously and naturally. When she saw the pendant she liked, she immediately turned it into a patch in the form of dry rice through hundreds of faces and gluttonous mouths all over her body.

Previously, Bone Sister's abomination skins were mainly composed of spoils such as No. 2 and No. 3 Dog Legs, the Mountain, and the Gonzalez Dragon.

The suit is disposable. Whenever you restore the Skadi form and return to the abomination, you have to collect and match it again. Perhaps because of this, Bone Sister has a persistence in her skin that no other servant of fate has. Other servants of fate are unwilling to wear clothes and armor anyway, but Bone Sister, in addition to carefully matching her own skin, does not mind wearing armor, and even likes it.

Teacher Cang was moved to tears more than once. What else can a father ask for with such a girl?

The armored turtle swallowed by the corpse-eating skill quickly turned into a piece of armor puzzle on Bone Sister's body. Li Cang praised: "It's pleasing to the eye! Perfect match! It's simply art!"

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