Chapter 1349 The humor of the dirty corpse
Lao Wang was roaring and hacking freely underneath. No one was willing to listen to what he was yelling about since the entire floating land was so rotten. He was just enjoying himself.
When Li Cang could no longer bear this bad fate and made a decision to go against his ancestors, he did not realize that the scene of the crime was not only composed of alienated blood creatures, filthy corpses, mirage areas and themselves, but also the four forces on the battlefield. There are outsiders.
Along with the zombie tide, beast tide, alienated Zerg, and the side leakage point of the warp storm, there were also slaves, one after another.
There are unlucky ones who stray into the tidal zone, and there are also unavoidable slaves in orbit. The total number of these people is not large at all, but they are scattered among various alienated creatures and massive amounts of wild island geological debris. Very inconspicuous.
The subordinates were all stunned as they were being dumped like garbage.
Overwhelming layers of debuffs, covering your head is just a slap in the face, and then there are overwhelming layers of walking corpses, alien beasts, and Zerg. The sky and the earth are full of vitality and everything is coming out, energy matrix cannons, artillery missiles, and various skills. The density is like the whirlpool of pepper noodles in a grinder, and no matter which side He didn't show any friendly attitude towards them. Not only did he not treat them as human beings, he even wanted to kill them as walking corpses. Anyone who experienced such a tragic scene would be very broken. However, before they could figure out what happened here No matter what I killed, whoever killed me, Kurogirishima, who was completely infected by the filthy scab corpse, was hit in the head again.
In the chaotic scene, someone finally recognized the burning beast with distinctive features in the sky.
"Holding grass. No way. It's fucking Li Cang."
"It's over."
"Brothers, the communication channels are all open. You heard me right. Did you see those thirteen big guys above? It's a law of war. Everyone must not mess around. Get together and say hello. Let's help Teacher Cang!"
"Help me! Run! Run quickly!!"
On the forum, there were quite a few people who followed Li Cang and starved for nine meals in three days or ate a lot of fat. Whether they starved to death or were exhausted, their opinions were surprisingly consistent. Li Cang, you must stand by Li Cang. No matter what the situation is, please stay far away and stand by Li Cang - regardless of the contradiction or not, first of all, no one can withstand the intensity of the mental pollution.
Facts have proven that the experience of those who have experienced it is usually accurate.
Because in the next second, all the masters of the Magic Mountain suddenly gave up kicking around the hills, formed a charging formation, herded sheep like sheep, and began to plow the entire floating land. This group of unlucky subordinates reacted only slightly. Those who were slower would have been knocked to the ground. Those who were close to them were enemies, and those who waved and shouted were teammates.
It was not only these foreign subordinates who felt like they were going through a roller coaster, but also the aborigines in the mirage area.
They have no idea what this guy's idea is, but the mirage area has no right to choose. Everyone is already an enemy. Shelving the dispute is only temporary, so why are you so polite? We are the big guns in the mirage area. There are only resentments and no souls of vengeance underneath, and the cannons are firing at his mother!
Without explicit instructions, all of Li Cang's servants of destiny have a taste preference for alienated bloodline creatures. There is no doubt about this. Except for Master Magic Mountain who will be regarded as an enemy if he stands in front of them, even Si Gouzi is no exception. In their poor minds, there is no such thing as a younger sister having refined instructions. In the hearts of the four dogs, the younger sister has a father, and the only eldest brother is the twin tyrant. After all, the father is short of money, and the elder brother is not short of money, so after letting them go, they The first target of his charge is the alienated bloodline creature that tastes better.
So relatively speaking, the subordinates and the servants of fate are not the worst offenders, because as the war continues in chaos and fight, whether it is the alienated bloodline creatures who consider food or the subordinates who are driven by profit, They all came up with a surprisingly consistent concept: Even if the meat is rotten in the pot, it is still meat. You can't put shit in it in front of me.
The stench of the filthy corpses polluting the entire battlefield is obvious to all. I don’t feel bad for you, but it’s your mirage area that is polluted by them. What does it have to do with our subordinates? The filthy corpses are disgusting. In terms of strength, it’s actually just that. That What's going on? No one from the four forces would mind taking advantage of the chaos and slap them in the face. Just like the princes from all walks of life during the Three Kingdoms period. If everyone makes fools of themselves, the country can only fall into the hands of our own people. Anyone who dares to take a look at outsiders will be punished. Forced fight. If the Zerg Tide Alienized Zerg were just a little bit more intelligent, they would probably be able to easily have many common languages with their human subordinates at this moment. Unfortunately, these things are quite short-sighted and can only take initiative. The filthy scab corpses that appeared within their field of vision suddenly showed a strong desire for destruction.
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The dirty scab can actually irritate even the "uncompetitive" walking zombie family. I have to say, this is really a wonderful and outrageous sense of humor.
In short, the current state of the dirty scab zombies is like the legend of Phoenix, an old artist of the people. Unknowingly, the entire square, uh, the entire battlefield is dancing to their rhythm. There can't be only high-level walking zombies in such a huge battlefield. The beast, in the third stage, can already be regarded as the backbone of the slaves' servants of fate. Even the traitor in Li Cang's hands has a few poor bastards in the second stage or even the first stage.
Soon, direct bloodlines infected by the filthy scab corpses appeared on the battlefield, and more and more of them appeared. The land corrupted by them first showed a gray color, and finally expanded and turned into a messy and dirty land. Mud is like some kind of unevenly mixed paint with clear boundaries.
At this time, some of the orbital slaves who had escaped from the side leakage point and the tiger's den in the center of the battlefield were in a relatively safe area to participate in a small amount of the entire battlefield and to observe a lot.
"What on earth is this kind of zombie? Is it that person's new favorite?"
"Impossible."
"It's really impossible. The master is so stingy that even when Grandet comes, he has to hide his face and run away in shame. Seeing Sky Island is like a naughty child seeing candy. He can't develop the Corrupted Sky Island series even if he thinks about it with his toes. Servant of fate?”
"What about the cancer bullets? There is a group of unlucky kids who used their cancer bullets to climb up the track. They showed off and became famous on the forum. It is really destructive."
"Meeting is fate. Do you think we have a chance to buy some cancer pop-ups from them? This kind of killer weapon is simply a nuclear deterrent now!"
"That thing can only be kept for three minutes. Did you see those messy things on the ground, left behind by the cancer bullets? No wonder even Teacher Cang is unwilling to use it."
"Let's survive first. This ghost place is probably the reason why we are stuck in the tidal zone and can't get out. No wonder Teacher Cang wants to fight with them. Li Cang is a die-hard orbitalist. He was one of the first batch to get on the orbital line and is still alive today. ”
"Is there anyone earlier than him?"
"Yes, it is said that Teacher Cang has been in orbit for ten or twenty years since the disaster began."
"Fuck, it's coming, it's coming, defense, raise the shield quickly, damn, these big bugs are so ridiculously strong!"
"Think of the bright side, at least if these things can't be eaten, we can eat them. Walking zombies have no use other than getting lucky and being servants of fate. I look at that big dragonfly, it's good. It's said that that thing is good Aphrodisiac! ”