Chapter 435 "How many divisions does America have?"
After being plowed by missiles, the pulse current in the crystallized nest that could hinder detection finally dissipated. Li Lei continued her prayers and finally determined that there was no longer a single Zerg on the entire Sky Island - they were all gathered on Sky Island. Below the base, they are migrating and escaping into the distance.
"Prayer: Mark the path of the swarm."
[If the prayer is established, 12 destiny coins will be paid for each kilometer of route map formation. Do you want to confirm? 】
At this time, Li Cang took out the Marauder's Map and shook it at Li LaiSi, who immediately changed her words to "no".
Since getting the Marauder's Map, Li Cang has never stopped enriching the map. Each mark to form a new regional map requires a lot of expenditure. However, the three of them agreed that this expenditure is very worthwhile. Who knows the end of the track line? Where will it be? Will the end point be a new starting point? If a track map is compiled
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The Marauder's Map is a prayer creation derived from "magic". It is very easy to temporarily mark the action paths of several bugs. What really puts the three people in trouble is whether the escape path of this group of bugs will be around the orbit line. If the distance is It's too far away, and even if the derailment sanctions end, there's still no way to get there.
"Damn it," Lao Wang looked fiercely in a certain direction. He had already calculated this wave of unknown 'losses' directly to the few empty islands that followed their footsteps and escaped from the abyss. , "Missiles, right? Playing with oriole behind, right? Ho ho ho"
Li Cang was operating the prayer interface cracklingly throughout the process, and said without raising his head: "Wait a minute, the number of magic mountains is not enough, and time is tight. We have to transport the nest back to the empty island while fighting. Also, I I personally hope there are valuable things on those two islands, otherwise”
"What if?"
Li Cang said naturally: "Then I can only lose half a coin per quota and sell them to the base as laborers. Otherwise, do I have to rely on air to stop my losses?"
"Hehe, as expected, it's still that Teacher Cang. I've made it clear to you that dirty interests can actually turn you into an art."
Later, the opponent once again struck first and chose to cover the entire island with firepower, trying to kill the three people who were obviously still alive like a blind cat trying to kill a mouse.
The three of them, Li Cang, Li Laisi and Wang, were among the gangsters. It took them half an hour to return to the island under layers of cover. They were all burnt on the outside and as tender as black coal on the inside.
"Prayer: Double the productivity of the mill"
[You need to pay 1 destiny coin per second, please manually set the execution time]
"Tentative 2 hours"
[The prayer is established, 7200 destiny coins will be deducted from this prayer, and the creation mill will double the production efficiency for 2 hours]
The production process of the second sons of each bloodline in the mill does not affect each other. The double efficiency is equivalent to doubling the production speed of No. 1 Dog Leg, No. 2 Dog Leg and Magic Mountain. Now, the mill can produce about 24 eggs per minute. The No. 1 dogleg, 14 No. 2s and 5 Magic Mountains.
If converted into two hours, the number is not that much - but, America, how many divisions does it have?
Ha~
Compared to America, who was already going crazy, the three of them even had time to eat a meal that was not a hearty but full of energy to keep their mood in check.
A giant empty island behind the lair.
"How long is the parking time left?"
"4, 4 hours and 36 minutes." "Damn it, missiles and bombings, our firepower has covered the entire sky island. Why is that person's sky island still producing new servants of destiny in a steady stream? Who can tell me why? Still alive?”
"I, I think those servants of fate, who look like heavy armored knights in the Middle Ages, are coming for us"
"Don't talk nonsense, how dare they attack the main island of Sky Island with subordinates?"
"Damn it, you stupid pig, you don't have eyes and you can't see!"
The situation was chaotic.
Williams turned back and looked at the few people he trusted: "How many physically strengthened warriors do we have, how long can we eliminate and block these servants of fate?"
"This is not a battle of an order of magnitude," Mrs. Bella said lightly: "This was already doomed when all the forces in the Abyss Sea Eye jointly decided to give up physical enhancement and raising servants of destiny and stubbornly focused on 'developing' thermal weapons. I just People have checked and found out that these things are not servants of fate, they are another thing called second sons of blood. The description of second sons of blood on the entire forum is very limited. It is only known that they are generally weaker than servants of fate. "< br>
"In other words, they are weak?"
Mrs. Bella looked at the person who answered the question like a fool and sneered.
"Weak? It depends on your definition of weak. They are only injured when they block the bombing of 50-caliber artillery frontally and will not turn into pieces. So they are indeed more than a little bit weaker than solid steel ingots of the same volume~"
The man: "."
"The good news is that they are still in the second stage of alienation," Mrs. Bella said. "The bad news is that in terms of physical attributes, this second son of the bloodline named [Magic Mountain] is already higher than the third stage. Standard, oh, there is another bad news. You may not have noticed that the overall strength of the soldiers we have is generally at the bottom of Phase 1. You still have a few minutes to think about whether the choice you made to control the people at the bottom was a mistake. is still correct, if I remember correctly, I was the only one who voted against it.”
The thirteen family heads were speechless.
"Mrs. Bella, it is inappropriate to say this now," Williams said. "Your people are the strongest among us. Maybe you can think of a way"
"Me? Why?" Mrs. Bella said, "Don't forget that I also voted against it just now. I have provoked such a powerful enemy for nothing. I don't think you are worth saving. Don't get excited. I What I said is just a simple personal opinion. In fact, I don’t have the ability to save you at all.”
"Everyone, either empty the magazine or bear the consequences of your choices like a man!" Mrs. Bella smiled, "Goodbye, I want to take this time to go home and spend time with my lovely little angel Isa. I won’t accompany you.”
The thirteen family heads looked at each other:
"Are you sure? Do you want to go home to be with your daughter at this time?"
"Mrs. Bella, what do you mean?"
"Well, that's it. If it were me, I obviously wouldn't be able to forgive anyone generously after being hit by a ballistic missile." Mrs. Bella flipped her hair coquettishly: "I mean, you can Do what I love and eat well - then I'll take a scented milk bath with little Isa, put on elaborate makeup, wear a collar and tail and all the riches of the Rodriguez family, Kneel down and sincerely ask for forgiveness.”
(End of chapter)