The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 1323
Cang の growled: "I'm sleeping on your horse! How can I sleep at my age?"

Li Cang's words don't matter whether he can sleep or not, just look at the performance of the dog legs, the twin tyrants and the rebellious sons. Gou Kun, who has been touching fish for a long time, is shocked when he hears this roar of embarrassment. Controlling the interaction with the shock wave energy field generated by the explosion of the energy matrix gun, accidentally sweeping away three kilometer-level gunboats also missed two short-range missiles.

Boom~
Two mushroom clouds rose into the sky.

Many ships in the mirage area were transformed into ecstasy, thinking that there was a loophole below, and the light pollution like thunder and fire instantly smeared the central battlefield like a child's canvas, but the result disappointed everyone. Opportunity, like inspiration, is short-lived. I saw that person crawled out of the mud two kilometers away from the center of the explosion again while facing a missile in the face.

This feeling is undoubtedly helpless, desperate and suffocating, Somamu's eyes are about to burst open: "What the hell is he! What the hell is it! Who can tell me! Where are the reinforcements? Why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?" Why hasn’t the interference force field and disintegration force field promised by the Bernstein family been delivered yet? Damn it! Damn it!!”

"Chairman, Mr. Mikael Bernstein sent a message 2 minutes ago. You rejected his call invitation. The Bernstein family means that they hope that you will give up this meaningless attack and use the garrison. "

The Mirage District may not necessarily know such things as the Commander's Levy. This kind of great cause cannot be full of fools. Seeing that the physical cannons and energy matrix cannons are doing useless work in addition to humanitarian destruction of their own industries, they refuse to fill in. The pit is a reasonable thing, but——

([Fantasy Manifestation Creation: The Conductor's Sign]

Positive: Explosion is art. Attaching thermal weapons will triple the power of thermal weapons of the same type for all friendly units.

Anti: The caliber is not the truth, attaches to the biological body, and increases the thermal weapon resistance of all similar units of the same side by 300%. )
"Fake! You bastard! This group of ignorant, selfish villains! The Garrison Guard has just been established, and they simply can't fight a war of this intensity!" Somamu spit on the faces of the people around him, "tell They, Lao Tzu is the rotating chairman, not an ant who is driven by their big families! Central City is the central city of everyone, not Lao Tzu alone. He wants to kill me here? Be their Spring and Autumn Grandfather Dream it! At worst, I will return to Somme and continue to be my city lord! Now! Immediately! Immediately! I need reinforcements!"

Somamu screamed loudly and felt melancholy. He started out with battleships and remodeling islands. His previous main business was looting in the marginal area of ​​the tidal zone. Anyone who wants to enter the mirage area in his control area will be stripped of a layer. Skin.

Under the influence of various environmental factors, the role of traditional personal might and servants of fate in the tidal zone is extremely limited, so Somam has not been able to look at such things very much, until his direct garrison in recent years The guards are only ready to take shape. The quality of the following things is obvious to all. If the business is not suitable at all, it must be tough. How is this different from chickens sending warmth to weasels going to the countryside?
The seven major families in Mirage District govern 44 main cities and 197 satellite cities. There are countless stragglers in the corridors between islands and cities. Mam also attracted countless hatred for them and grabbed huge profits. It was just a business, and now you want him to silently resist everything?
I still want to live, so it doesn't matter if I don't do the shit rotating chairman, so that the green hills will be left without worrying about no firewood, and I will hurt my muscles and bones and destroy my foundation?
impossible!
Impossible!

below.

In the melting pot, a certain devil deceived everyone, including Mardo Bevan, by using the armor-making technology of melting and casting, initially casting the Well of the Abyss and making Mardo Bevan completely reduced to a vassal and a skin, if Li Cang Don't cut it off, all servants of destiny and even their subordinates who have been forged and armored will become its spare skins, either for reincarnation, or for summoning more similar and purgatory monsters.

Leaving aside all kinds of messy operations and eye-catching deceptions, the core purpose of the Well of Abyss has actually been completely rotted in Li Cang's hands.

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Maybe in the future he will be interested in organizing an army of purgatory monsters, but now, Li Cang is determined not to deviate from the original intention he has planned. No matter whether the so-called purgatory creatures are reliable or not, they are worthless. It's not enough to pay for the delisting and transformation of a whole category of bloodline second sons.

Of course, Teacher Cang can't think too much at this moment, his brain has been shaken yellow by alcohol, and he can put the things in the subconscious in a regular and orderly manner, which can be called a unique skill!
"Master, you want me to set up the Well of the Abyss just for armor making." Mardo Bevan wanted to cry, but to be honest, as a fiery purgatory demon with all kinds of crimes, there was actually something in his tone. There was a hint of pleading: "A blood sacrifice on such a scale and the annihilation of these souls are even enough to move a pillar god, and even plant the seeds of purgatory in an incomplete main material world, why don't you...you think about it Just think about it again. Huh?"

The so-called take its dross and discard its essence is nothing more than that.

Maldo Bevan's distressed liver, spleen, pancreas and eggs are trembling all over, ignorant and lowly human beings, do you know how rare and expensive the soul is?Do you understand what you are doing!
"Ok?"

Li Cang weighed the big magic wand in his hand, his eyes were as deep as water.

Mardo Bevan poked his neck: "Just do it! You don't regret it! Also, this is a deal, you need to pay me—"

a bottle.

Mardo Bevin nodded and bowed as if he had found a treasure, and offered advice to the new master devoutly: "The magic of melting and casting armor is a low-level general-purpose magic in purgatory. The only advantage is that it is stable and controllable, and it is easy to adjust the casting effect. The requirements for casting consumables are extremely low, and you can reach a very high degree of tacit understanding with the host in a very short run-in time, and you can ask for any additional requirements for armor-making attributes."

The corner of the mouth of the three or four meter tall Purgatory Demon twitched, and he almost fell to the ground. His scarlet eyes moved back and forth between the huge blueprint and Li Cang.

"this this"

"Floor 6, 6?"

"Impossible! Impossible! Absolutely impossible! You can't even pump my magic!"

"Impossible? Huh?" Li Cang waved his big wand, and rattled a piece of blueprint: "It's just a compound mountain pattern chain armor. Where did it come from 6 layers? There are only three layers! I said, either It lives or you die!"

"I can understand the chain mail. The mountain pattern layer is a bit troublesome but it is not impossible to operate. But what is the interlayer, and what is the hollow space? My sketch can only hit the third layer at most." Maldo Bevin was going crazy: "My merciful master, magic is not omnipotent, matter is conserved, energy can neither be created nor disappear out of thin air, and every step of making armor requires a high-strength spirit Do you know how much energy and life are sacrificed for such a complex structure, do you know how much time it takes? I am the devil in purgatory, not the god who created all things! Or else You just kick me back to purgatory!"

"You don't have to worry about the outside, it's reserved for the inert explosives and the box-type reactive armor fly-plate layer, and it's a headache for the Academy of Sciences."

"Huh?" Mardo Bevin felt that the knowledge he had acquired from his skin had been severely impacted, "Wait, you want to add a reaction unit to such a small thing?!"

"Any questions?"

"."

no problem!
No problem at all!
What could be wrong?

Mare Falk, you are going to stuff a tank directly into people, you can send hermit crabs without you!
(End of this chapter)