Chapter 1888 Du Xiniang
With a slight exertion of his body, the thin metal coating shattered all over the ground. Seeing that Du Niu's will was gone, Li Cang frowned and waved: "The naughty child has rebelled against Tiangang. How dare you play with our Du Shi Niang?" What about running away from home? ”
The half-baked Li Cang breathed out a big breath of anger, or rather, smoke, and our main focus is to have a head start, with reason and restraint.
The appearance of Du Niu's cub is obviously not a good phenomenon. Once she and her memetic pollution have their way and become a climate, it is estimated that the degree of destruction will be no less than that of the Zerg. .
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Since he released Du Niu, there is still no news about him on the forum. In fact, Timi is not a good phenomenon.
"Hiss!"
The snake's reason has not returned. There is no clarity in its vertical pupils but only clarity. It looks like it is waiting for food and wants to send someone away at any time. The exploding plasma glow surrounds its body, the light spots are shining, and the sound is terrifying. The lightning crackled like a faint tornado, plowing the soil and rocks of the empty island into random splashes.
It opened its mouth and roared with a deep roar that could tear anyone's eardrums apart. It was like ancient thunder rolling across the sky. The structure of the mouth was extremely outrageous. The root of the fork of the big mouth completely showed two horizontal Y's. Fonts and mouths can be opened to 270°.
The violent and scorching metal jet swept across once again. The jet volume, temperature, and speed were more than a little higher than the last time. The metal was like a dirty thunderstorm cloud during a volcanic eruption. The plasma storm swept Li Cang's sky island and the island. All the living creatures and half-dead things in the world have turned into extremely bright light bulbs, big and small, sizzling.
Uncle Li next door raised his hand and greeted him with the Fire of Isolaye. The foehn wind plowed a straight path between the metal splendors, and this was the only time the foehn wind and physical matter collided to create a real violent metal music. Ming.
The sound was so terrifying that it was like two irregular full-metal peaks constantly grinding and rolling against each other. The force exerted was never-ending. When the foehn wind passed by it, the snake's head felt like it was being whipped by a knife. He leaned back as solidly as a big cock, and extremely bright plasma sparks sputtered from the intersection in a fan-like shape.
No calcium energy is leaked, and the vigorous vitality cannot be stripped away.
Li Cang's brows were tightened this time as usual, turning into a big black pimple: "Comrade Du Shi Niang, I, Timi, just made a fool of myself and guessed it. You, Timi, don't really do this to me." Damn it, you evolved like this because Timi wants to jump into subspace and fuck bugs? How can a serious human like you be allowed to play like this?”
The Snake's impolite metal elegance failed twice in a row, and its anger was obvious. It seemed that the endless tail of mitosis began to be dishonest, and the "land" that planted it and was almost completely metallized was thrown into chaos. All the islands in the sky were trembling under its chaotic cloak hammering technique.
Then, it suffered what was probably the biggest dimensionality reduction blow in its career.
He had just tried to kill his father, but no, the Tomb Slayer Beast that had stolen his old father's essence and blood was really angry. As a Tomb Suppressor beast that uses the island as the equivalent calculation unit, it is undoubtedly arrogant. It has been fighting the Tomb Suppressor Beast ever since it was born. I've never been insulted like this before, don't you see? Even the arrogant Black Vine, the Subspace Zerg, and the quasi-domain-level alienated bloodline creatures on the third line, which can even isolate the little coin boy from its subordinates, respect it respectfully and dare not contaminate the land it suppresses. Half a point?
How dare you do this to a little thief who randomly jumped out today? The world has really changed. Cats and dogs dare to ride on my face and take pictures!
Hunger, thirst, greed, grabbing, appetite.
The size of Li Cangkong Island suddenly expanded by nearly three times. Thick and sticky black and red juice that looked like blood surged out of the ground. Canyon-like abyss fissures burst out in criss-cross directions. Countless dragons with diameters of kilometers in diameter burst out. Tailless root vines soared into the sky from the tear in the earth. Up there, there was a killer with a girl in his arms. The roots of the tentacles waving wildly caught the BGM's clicks and made a loud noise.
The shock waves that exploded in spherical shapes even pushed away the material turbulence around the island in a rhythmic manner. The less solid geological fragments and land masses simply fell apart and disappeared in the terrifying earthquake and roaring drumbeats.
The body of the Snake and the floating landmass it is on are about the same size as Li Cangkong Island. However, after the tomb-suppressing beast tore off its disguise, the size of the empty island has expanded by more than three times. It can be seen that the tomb-suppressing beast has How amazing is the size of the beast? The heavens and the earth are shaking, this will even cause visual errors. It feels that the snake as a whole looks only one-tenth or even one-hundredth of the size of the Tomb Suppressing Beast and Li Cangkong Island, as if it is stuck on the spider web and is being caught by some monster. The spiders hunt insects as small as insects. Blacksmithing.
Weld my land.
The endless shock waves ruthlessly tore apart the material flow, and the body of the snake gradually shrank into a ball amid the sparks and lightning splashed by the tomb beast's beating, as if it was being refined.
There are rolling powdery glow particles that are constantly escaping, shrinking, escaping, and contracting, beating like a heart.
Finally, there was a total explosion.
The bursting metal elegance is no longer in the form of a radical jet, but a giant mushroom cloud that surges and expands like steam from a boiling pot. The glowing metal particles are interspersed with endless tiny lightning bolts that are weird in color and even look a little dirty, woven into a densely packed structure. The net turned into colorful ribbons dancing in the sky like the aurora.
The glow particles swept across like a tide, and wherever they passed, the ground of the sky island suddenly sprouted winding and twisted metallic hyphae, which expanded wantonly and even penetrated deep into the material disturbance outside the sky island, swallowing up all the nutrients it could get. It seems to assimilate the empty island and the entire world into the body of the snake.
The flying metal particles contaminate Li Cang's skin, causing a burning, sharp and subtle pain like needle pricks. The metal dust, which is so small that it is almost impossible to distinguish with normal vision, erupts along the folds and pores of the skin, takes root, and moves toward Countless metal cilia emanate from under the skin.
Li Cang's expression was clear, and he rubbed it on his arm with great interest. He picked up a piece of metal wire that was squirming like a worm and was less than one centimeter long. He pulled it gently, and an inverted cone-shaped piece appeared. Pieces of flesh the size of marbles were torn off from the arm with this thing.
The small lump of flesh and blood suddenly beat like a heart, expanded in size, and countless roots as thin as hair and shimmering with cold metallic light twisted and squirmed like worms, devouring the flesh and blood crazily and competing for nutrients.
Bo.
Turn into ashes.
In just a short moment, it went from extreme movement to extreme stillness, from existence to nothingness, leaving only an unclear ciliated mass of smoke in the air.
And this is still separated from the "stroke" flesh and blood of Li Cang's memetic mother body. As for the metal particles that have taken root under his skin, you can imagine who swallowed whom.
So far, in the limited attempts, the number of alienated independent individuals who survived after devouring and transforming Li Cang's flesh and blood is still zero. The last one who did this is always worth remembering his name, Estelle, and now we generally refer to it as The memorial he left behind was solemnly called "Evil Service".
Fellow Taoist really stayed.
Just the same sentence as a memorial: Change your name and change your way of life, but I don’t know if old Comrade Estelle can regain his old ideals and find the freedom and divinity he yearns for.
The fate of the metal particles or seeds scattered on the empty island was not much better. After all, they failed to form the reincarnation-like ecosystem of the chaotic zone. They were full of life and vitality when they were born, but soon they became like diseased seedlings. The same, first the growth stagnated and the head drooped, and then withered and died, and was eaten dry and wiped clean by the empty island with the texture of flesh and blood, leaving no trace.