The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2036 Can ivory really grow out of a dog’s mouth?

Chapter 2036 Can ivory really grow out of a dog’s mouth?

No matter how much bad taste Comrade Rama has in naming the zombies "Gargoyles", in short, if this thing works harder, it may really become a rival to the magician. At least in this financial management idea, they can be said to have reached the same goal through different paths.

The locust-like Nocturnal Dragon was almost the same size as a stronger ordinary human, but it had wings + levitation force field to assist its flight mode. The tomb guardian beast drew its sword and looked around in confusion. After all the trouble, it gained very little and was so anxious that it wished it could use its body as a paddle to row the sky island to the edge of the insect nest.

After one encounter, Wu Gouzi gave up his unstoppable strategy of indiscriminately reducing the moisture in his body through the Thousand Miles of Red Earth. He used the Insect Core Whip and the Feathered Bone Spear to chase the Gargoyle in the extremely complex aerial environment. The Twin Tyrants on his back fired thousands of cannons, but after two consecutive rounds, he was still unable to form a cloud of cancerous and distorted tissue as easily as before. This showed how low his hit rate was and how high the Gargoyle's resistance was. It was like Timi had turned on the flesh-locking and blood-locking plug-in, and he sternly rejected any petty theft.

"How naive! If you can run away from the monk, can you run away from the temple? I'll make them nest!" Li Cang sneered: "Lily? Lily! Armor-cutting bow!"

Liliana was caught by the big corpse brother, and reluctantly showed half of her face from behind the homologous link channel: "Master, you can't do this, they don't have any souls, they are not worthy of being burned, the Well of the Abyss will empty the rations that people have saved with great difficulty~"

"Either you use them as firewood, or I use you as firewood. I won't make it difficult for you. You choose!"

As the flames of purgatory blazed fiercely in the Well of Abyss, the five dogs began to continuously throw the Nocturnal Dragons strung together with insect core whips and feathered bone spears like candied haws into the Well of Abyss. Black smoke rose into the sky, and the stench of burnt corpses, which was so unbearable that even Li Cang found it unbearable, instantly covered the entire airspace - this job was not done in vain, Liliana asked for half of the corpses as secondary fuel.

"You ungrateful bastard didn't lie to me. The flames this time are indeed different from before. They look very inferior."

Fortunately, what Li Cang wanted to forge this time was not the explosive counter, multiple composite armor or fate coin plating that he had in mind. He just wanted to forge an armor-cutting bow for the lackeys who were already sealed in armor. The difficulty of casting could be basically ignored.

Batches of thousands of big, two, and four dogs were quickly produced. When the bow was pulled, the flesh and blood on their bodies quickly intertwined into crooked, jagged, irregularly barbed, and crudely made hideous arrows with irregular hooks.

Amid the explosion that split the sky into waves, thousands of arrows were fired at once. The rain of arrows interwoven with scarlet and pale colors was like a rainbow piercing the sun, pouring back from the sky island to the skyline.

There was no roaring or screaming, no twisting and turning.

There was only an aerial corridor torn apart by an endless waterfall of arrows that was several kilometers wide. Wherever it passed, death was like the wind and scarlet was like fog.

Such intensive, uninterrupted, long-distance projectiles would be extremely horrifying for any normal person, even a subordinate, not to mention that the arrows of this thing have to be shaped by the flesh, blood and bones of the caster. However, for a lackey, this Timi is simply on vacation, this Timi is simply traveling on public funds -

my dad!

  His attitude towards us is simply doting!

What kind of life did those brothers and sisters who used to work so hard and had to have their tendons and bones stripped out for food live!

Next to the Well of the Abyss, Liliana, dressed in a dark Gothic maid outfit, had a napkin around her neck and a tablecloth on her legs. The sterling silver knife and fork and the white bone china plate made crisp and pleasant sounds as they collided with each other. There was clearly nothing in the plate, but it emitted bursts of pink light under the cutting of the void.

"It's so unpalatable." Liliana threw away her knife and fork and waved to the five dogs in the air: "Throw it in, all of you, the fire is about to go out, hurry up, hurry up!"

  Every one to three minutes, a batch of about 3,700 doglegs can be completed. This kind of passive work is almost unimaginable in Liliana's previous career as a forger. How long does it take to melt and cast the armor? Look at the doglegs behind, who are in the millions, no, full of turtleback dragon lice, crying for food. The great Purgatory Demon, who is used to eating fine grains, is forced to eat chaff and is so aggrieved that he is about to drop his little gold beans. The night dragon obviously has a certain degree of wisdom. It doesn't matter if it is chased by five dogs. After all, it's stupid to hit high and low, but you, a mere stage one or two little Karami, took a broken bow and poured the damage to us.

Are you a little bit ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth?

Under the roaring command of the Queen Mother, the Night Dragons quickly gathered into a group, and the Earth-shattering Stars smashed towards the Sky Island, the Crisp Dog Sea, and the Well of the Abyss whose fragility was unknown.

  Boom~

After one round of attack, the archers' lackeys were instantly covered in blood and their bodies were scattered all over the ground. They were all slaughtered. There was not a single intact corpse to be seen on the entire field. Hundreds of thousands of night dragons were not hindered at all. They flew straight through the archers' positions and continued to pounce on the millions of lackeys who were stupidly standing in a row behind them waiting to be put into the furnace.

However, at this moment, the covers of dozens of turtle-back water beetles distributed all over the sky island opened instantly, and thousands of scarlet tentacles threw the huge and clumsy lumps of meat folded into strange shapes into the air like biological catapults.

Four dogs.

They were all densely packed with lackeys. The shapes of the joints that were removed to save space quickly returned to the factory settings that were not in line with the principles of aerodynamics. Then they slowed down rapidly due to friction with the air, and roared and drenched the flock of nocturnal dragons in the face.

The blood mist bloomed and rose in the air like a mushroom cloud, and broken limbs, torn wings and intact bodies fell towards the sky island like dumplings.

However, more of the four dogs did not have the acceleration provided by the tentacles of the turtleback dragon beetles, and they turned from a pile of like a mountain into a rolling all over the ground. The lackeys standing in front of the turtleback dragon beetles were torn to pieces first, and then there was the group of night dragons that could only fly at low altitude under the suppression of the armor-cutting arrows and the projectiles of the four dogs.

Hundreds of thousands of night-walking dragons melted away as tragically as a stream swallowed by a tsunami, and no one survived.

As for the shirtless lackeys whose number had shrunk rapidly from millions to less than half a million, none of them moved from beginning to end. They continued to line up after the formation was torn into pieces, and walked into the burning abyss well one phalanx after another with expressionless faces, or picked up the armor-cutting bows and smelted armor of the archer camp, and those who were lucky enough to skip the incineration step went into the battlefield composting first.

  Boom~

At the same time, another corpse nest suddenly collapsed under the heavy bombardment of the Five Dogs and the Twin Tyrants, carrying with it countless night dragons that had not yet left the nest and smashed onto Li Cangkong Island. They were quickly wrapped up by the tentacle roots of the tomb-guarding beasts, and there was no sound anymore.

"That's great~" Li Cang raised his eyebrows, waved his hand, and the giant magic wand rolled through the air, and dozens of night dragons were beaten into rags. "That's great, just three or five hundred armor-cutting arrows can be exchanged for a fifth-stage dragon? Is there a more cost-effective deal in the world?"

Many ants can kill an elephant. Even if the armor-cutting bow has basically negligible properties of breaking magic and force fields besides cutting armor, it can't withstand the earth-shaking scale of the sea of ​​corpses and dogs. What's more, this thing follows its own properties. Big Dog and Second Dog are not a big deal, but if I use Fourth Dog and Fifth Dog with their own cancerous and deformed properties as equipment templates, how will you respond?

Yes, just having hands will do.

In front of Li Cang's fighting style, Chunchun only needs to have hands in the physical sense, and no aiming skills are needed at all. The main focus is on fire coverage.

If Timi could combine the combined attack skills of Yggdrasil's armor-reducing army, even the King of Hell would have to wear an extra Kevlar fiber coat in advance if he wants to join in the fun.

  In a word: ivory can really grow out of a dog’s mouth!

(End of this chapter)

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