The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 1823 Violence

Li Cang would rather hear her say, "I'm super rich."

  Super running.

Under other circumstances this could be considered a skill, but now, Li Cang didn't think she could outrun the invasion of the omnipresent cancerous and deformed maggots in the tarsal bones.

The plague cloud swept in all directions like an explosion, and the homologous link channels in the air and on the ground began to madly pour out the number one, two, three, and four lackeys, occasionally mixed with the twin tyrants and turtle-back water lice.

[The mechanism does not match, the target unit of the war law, the "Tribunal", cannot be established when it is selected]

Li Cang sighed and sent a message to a group chat that he had never dared to open: "Well, Auntie, try to isolate Tili."

The whole group seemed very peaceful, with only a 59-second voice message and its little red dot lying there alone.

"What do you mean by losing both the wife and the army?" Li Cang pinched his eyebrows and squeezed out a few words from his back teeth: "Do it!"

The crystal breath, plasma cannon, and blood plasma cannon shone brightly on each other and directly ignited the entire starry sky. The mountains of corpses and seas of blood spread out like thick dye in clear water, and the splashed blood, flesh, slurry, and bones looked like a mushroom cloud of an explosion.

Of course, the detonating materials were not the subordinates or servants of fate of the red and blue parties, but the wetware lackeys. The organized No. 1, No. 2, and No. 4 perished under the artillery fire of the warlord twin tyrants, and were transformed into something ten or a hundred times more hideous and terrifying.

The last few, no, the last few batches, the last few guys who wanted to trap and isolate Li Cang have been dead for at least a year and a half. With the current material foundation of the subordinates, it is fundamentally impossible to do so. Even places like Yggdrasil and the Fantasy Island Chain can't even think of attacking Li Cang, let alone this subspace that is obviously shoddy.

Oh, if the price of the anti-subspace explosives made by Lao Wang was not beyond the acceptable range for His Excellency the Magician, this broken place would be cleaned out in minutes.

Under the almost reckless firepower, the expanding cancerous and distorted cloud was boiling and quickly filled the entire battlefield. At this time, the first round of five dogs also completed the first round of reproduction by stepping on the corpses of the four dogs, their subordinates' sky islands and floating land masses.

The whistling feathered bone spears landed on the ground, and the five dogs soared into the sky, carrying the twin tyrants from above and bombarding the group of lackeys like irrigation. The layered force fields of thousands of miles of red land continued to expand rapidly, carrying the cancerous clouds, and it seemed that even the space was corroded with ripple-like cracks.

Finally, somewhere in the endless and untouchable maba starry sky, the frozen area stopped expanding, the cancerous clouds stopped moving forward, and a layer of intangible barrier was forced to show its traces under the pressure of the debuff that seemed to represent chaos and weirdness.

Outside the spherical starry sky barrier is the packed Colosseum staircase structure. In three directions, three guillotine-shaped crowns block the view like sharp mountains, while further out from the staircase structure is a beautiful expanse of mountains, waters, and prosperity with bright sunshine and faint clouds.

Li Cang: “Tsk~”

Either these foreigners lack imagination and have no moral bottom line. Why do you always eat in such an ugly way? It's as if you are afraid that others don't know what bad things they have done and they have to record their names in black and white in history.

Li Cang actually couldn't quite understand where the enjoyment of watching this kind of one-sided confinement and torture was, but along the way, such scenes appeared again and again, just as frequently as America's attempts to export culture and ideology before the disaster.

ugly.

Disgraceful to gentlemen.

"You weren't like that before, right? When did you become a stripper?" Li Cang jumped onto Qiu Gou Kun and picked up Cen Le Yu as well: "Hey, wait, why is it so fast?"

  Dog Kun is literally flying.

It was as if Timi was flying at warp speed. The surrounding scenery was stretched into a mottled mosaic smear as if it was in a jump channel. Everything became unreal and unreal. Li Cang even had a familiar feeling of dizziness and weightlessness.

"I told you I can run fast." Cen Leyu complained in a low voice, "My island is just a toilet. Then I continued to have bad luck. Anyway, I just gave up. This way, I don't have anything to worry about."

"Hold it steady!"

"what?"

Li Cang took a half step back. His thin body hidden under the ferocious dragon robe swelled up almost instantly, completely filling up the robe, even revealing the outline of his muscles and veins. The large magic wand in his hand suddenly grew larger.

As if thunder exploded, the three-phase power of scarlet, black and white instantly condensed into a terrifying human figure behind Li Cang, maintaining the same throwing posture as him.

The next moment, a rainbow pierced the sun.

The three-phase power flowed, supported, and gushed out, like spiral propellers clinging to the tail end of a large magic wand, forming a vortex cone several kilometers long in the air. Li Cang's body was gushing out with violent flames like the Burning of Isoleye. Under this terrifying force, Gou Kun's huge body was forced to step on the low position of the orbit before barely stopping its fall.

The explosion sound of Moba's starry sky barrier basically overlapped with the explosion of the big magic wand being thrown out. The sky islands and floating land masses within a radius of dozens of kilometers were even swept away and shattered by the double shock waves, creating a scene of heaven and earth collapsing.

Thanks to Li Cang and Gou Kun's deliberate protection, Cen Leyu only spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, collapsed to the ground and uttered a faint voice: "Cang, Teacher Cang, how much strength do you have?"

"There should still be an explosion of more than a hundred kc." Li Cang exhaled a large mouthful of hot blood mist, and the blood deep in the pores of the skin turned into energy and slowly dissipated. He responded somewhat nonchalantly, his eyes fixed on the rapidly healing barrier Sky Island, and grabbed Cen Leyu's arm, "Hold on tight, your acceleration is good, otherwise you may not be able to catch up!"

Cen Leyu could no longer see any images in her eyes. Not only could she not see, she couldn't hear anything Li Cang said just now. She was bleeding from all seven orifices and looked dazed and stupid. Then, that kind of tremor, that kind of loud noise, seemed to come from every inch of her bones, and it caused her brain to short-circuit.

Maybe it was a few seconds, maybe a few minutes. When Cen Leyu recovered her five senses, what appeared in front of her was a huge sphere. A big hole had been dug out in the direction of her, and the flow of matter inside was erupting continuously, reflecting the setting sun. It was silent, as if a solar flare erupted in the endless deep space, and the flow of time seemed to slow down.

Behind her, one of the three stepped floating islands was lying in pieces, filling the entire airspace. With her eyesight, she could see the horrified expressions of the humans on the fragments.

a mess.

The sky island, the floating ships, the transformed island, the zombies, alien beasts, and human armed forces, all the actions were presented in her eyes in a chaotic manner amid the buzzing in Cen Leyu's ears, so that her brain could not process such a chaotic picture in time, and it crashed and went blank again.

"Is that all?" Cen Leyu was lost in thought. Not only were his eyes vague, but his entire body was becoming vague. "Is it that simple?"

"if not?"

Simple and crude, but effective, this is also the usual style of the Sky Island gang.

Before finding the material, energy level or alien force field structure that can surpass the priority of canceration, distortion and erosion, all so-called constraints are in vain. They are just excuses, bah, reasons for Li Cang to raise interest rates and use financial leverage to hammer on these people's dizzy heads.