The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 1229

A monster of this size has seriously exceeded the scope of human understanding, even in the Sky Island era.

No matter how bold the idea is, you can understand that what a small bug with more than one meter and two meters can do to something more than 4000 meters long cannot be supplemented by imagination alone. The arrogant giant artillery has become a ridiculous existence like a slingshot in the hands of a child in front of the master of the nest. The subordinates are so full of curses that they can't wait to drive the empty island directly to output this thing on the face, more than a thousand The meter-long sky island converted battleship is nothing new outside. In resource-rich areas, fully modified ships can even reach a length of four to 5000 meters. The main gun can blast out hundreds of thousands of destiny coins!
Yes, that's why the subordinates swear.

they hate
What I hate is that these people have been dealing with bugs all day long, and they never thought about preparing any kind of large-scale war equipment, except for the useless tattered bug drive cars, even if there are ten or eight subordinates, Sky Island or Zhong Even if the small modified ship can enter Uktra Hill, the battle will not be so fierce!

That is to say, a big immobile worm lay lying on the ground, so who the hell doesn't want to be moved, but now the subordinates can only run around in a panic and sustainably. When did they suffer from such a situation? Has this kind of crime suffered such grievances?

The earth was turbulent as if it had been liquefied. No matter on the ground or in the air, everyone was suffering from various forms of shock waves. Among them, the people and equipment of Uktra Hill suffered the most heavy losses.

The education they have received and the experience they have passed on from word of mouth make them lack the minimum psychological preparation for fighting the Lord of the Nest. Without effective targeted skills and war weapons and equipment, it would be a strange thing to survive , basically relying purely on physique in the hard top!

Turning over, rolling and spitting blood, except for a few extremely unlucky fellows, most of the subordinates quickly stood up again and started running back desperately. , if you go late, the group of hungry wolves next to you will not leave you a few pieces of meat with good intentions. All orbital slaves in the world are pissy. If the lair master doesn't mind, even the shit in his intestines Everyone wants to squeeze out and take away!
Uktra Hill's world tree giant cannon was completely extinct after this encounter. Basically, a complete one could not be found. It was either smashed or buried in the underground soil at an unknown depth, but no one has left it. Care about this, the Yuktra Hills, who are mainly armored archers and legal professionals, can produce effective output without that kind of bulky equipment.

The professionals of Grand Duke Illya's law system are progressing very fast in reorganizing the magic net. The wind is as cold as a knife, and the giant ice cone is almost non-stop soaring towards the master of the lair, with overwhelming light shining randomly.

This is a difficult and protracted battle. More, more complex and fancy magic expressions are just a waste of precious energy and stamina. Illya's position is quite clear, and they can completely abandon those complicated and self-inflicted troubles Things are just mechanically doing the part that she should complete. She is obviously an elegant magician, and her unlovely expression makes people find a kind of machinery in her that is a screwdriver on an assembly line.

Under the dual armor-cutting and breaking effects of the armor-piercing and ice picks, even the lair master felt the full pain at this moment. After losing the outer cocoon layer and the force field shield, every inch of its body was constantly being tortured. The erosion of the endless attack, the exposed exoskeleton will be cut down every second, so that it has to use precious life energy to restore the outer skeleton.

"Effective! The attack is effective!"

"Come on, armor-cutting soldiers!"

"Long live Grand Duke Illya!"

Have to say, the boost to morale is amazing.

But from another point of view, no matter how amazing the fighting power displayed by Old Li Cang and Li Leisi is, it may not be more positive than the joint effect of sharing the little lady's blood bar vision with the subordinates.

The Nest Master struggled wildly like an elephant running into a colony of ants to have fun. The silver snake danced wildly on the jaws, disintegrating the earth, and the human warriors were washed away like a tide.

At this moment, the head of the lair master, which occupies one-third of the length of the body, is almost completely covered by cancerous tissue. When it forcibly tore and supported the homologous channel, it never gave up the will to corrode Li Cang and control his body. The body, in other words, the seemingly lively horse on it actually caused most of the effective restriction and damage to the lair master on the honestly crouching Li Cang.
This kind of physical hard connection is probably the pinnacle of anti-injury that Li Cang can hardly achieve and repeat in his life. This is a completely seamless blood bar hedging, without any water, unpretentious, every minute, every millisecond They are all exchanging blood for blood, causing a huge amount of irreparable damage to the Lord of the Lair.

Who would have thought that the monster who couldn't even control the fire of evil energy would be taken down by Li Cang in such a weird way, and Timi was completely voluntary and active by the lair master.

ummm
Although this embarrassing appearance somewhat lacks the elegance and dignity of a magician, but making money is not shabby!

Suffering is good for people.

Teacher Cang and his team, who have been dying all the year round, can't call it immune to this little pain, but they can call it a habit. While locking up the subjective initiative of the big bug with their bodies, Li Cang has not forgotten to command the dog legs to clean up The battlefield, especially every piece of debris that fell from the Nest Master is the focus of attention, not even a bug hair can be missed.

The transport capacity of the Tyrannosaurus was beyond the imagination of those self-pocketed subordinates and Yuktra Hills. It can be said that every minute of the battle, these guys can transport a huge amount of supplies from the battlefield.

Li Cang didn't bother to listen to the opinions of the Uktrashiel and those subordinates. This battle with the Zerg and the Lord of the Nest has exhausted his torment, and don't mention how many No. 1 and No. 2 dog legs are filled in. The wear rate of Dragon Louse Sangouzi and Master Moshan made him feel a dull pain in his waist just thinking about it.

Blood profit and blood loss are always in the mind. If it weren't for the two floating lands planted with thunder trees, Ti Li and Mu Shenlu, who continued to produce benefits, he wouldn't even dare to make himself so impoverished.

To be honest, the scene like the drug ghost and weaving corpse, which is completely motionless and can only stare blankly, is actually much less expensive than the current situation where the liver is barely moving but only a little bit of grinding.

(End of this chapter)