Chapter 2037 Li Cang: Insects, a group of insects!
The Nocturnal Dragon is positioned as a phantom alienated corpse-like life form with manifested bloodline. It has five stages and has dual attack and defense capabilities such as mental and physical body. The whole body is made of iron and bones, and even the bones seem to be twisted from alienated alloy fibers, but Under the rain of armor-cutting arrows from the first and second stages, all they could do at this moment was to charge at the dog sea archers with their heads high against the increasingly powdery corpse fragments of their companions in front.
No night-walking dragon can withstand the armor-piercing rain of arrows head-on for more than ten seconds. The visual effect of the arrow rain is almost as good as the metal jet of Gokun's breath snake. The night-walking dragon's skin, muscles, and bones are all the same Layers were cut off, and then the entire charging cluster was cut off layer by layer. The metal sparks and debris splashed by the collision hung straight down like waterfalls. The hot metal vapor made the air in the entire airspace several times heavier.
From the completion of the first batch of castings to countless batches, the number of losers who had the opportunity to switch archers has increased from one thousand to ten thousand, from ten thousand to one hundred thousand and hundreds of thousands. The former four-legged warriors have become big losers. He Ergouzi's amulet was placed around the dog sea archers in a confident manner, and the output output was cut off by the nocturnal dragons who had partial air superiority.
After all, the four dogs are not the master of the magic mountain, nor are they the twin tyrants with the ability to grow like their father. They are not fighting with all their strength, but they are traumatized. How much food can they kill and how much food they can kill? He was so stupid that he had no way to use up his energy and pushed himself to death. What's more, those nocturnal dragons looked much more delicious and palatable than the big dog and the two dog's chewy Q-bombs.
"It's pleasing to the eye, it's pleasing to the eye!" Li Cang's fingers subconsciously played with the air as if playing a piano to control the angle and frequency of the wind and sea of fire. "It's not easy to keep up. It's not easy to open a furnace. You should eat and drink, melt and cast. The armor and armor-cutting bow must not be lost!”
Don't take things to heart about what you should eat and drink. Of course, this is nonsense. Regardless of whether you are eating the nocturnal dragon, eating its own kind, or being eaten, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business and not care about these insignificant details.
Others are all armor protection players, but when it comes to Li Cang, it's the other way around. The furnace needs to be turned on to make the armor. The prerequisites are a bit fiddly, but you don't have to do it. Li Cang just puts these wet parts in the mill. Just dig it out, put on the cast armor and pick up the bow, and you will be a loyal dog that can ride on the fifth stage of hard liver. Isn't that beautiful?
If Liliana hadn't been a bitch complaining that the quality of the so-called "soul" is too low, the density is too thin, and it can't support the casting of a super giant that can adapt to four or five dogs or even the master of the Magic Mountain, the twin tyrants, the six dimensions and various additional attributes. , super heavy bow, Li Cang had to give some eye drops to the group of black iron zombies opposite.
This is so timi comfortable!
A scumbag like Lao Wang is still clamoring about how cannons are a man's romance. Then I will have a real-life "horse-cutting" VS "CS" to argue with him about his interests. He can choose thermal weapons, energy matrix weapons, and I have not tasted them. Not good?
When the number of Dog Sea archers reached one million levels, the terrifying rain of arrows from the bow strings shook three times a second, no, the terrifying waterfall effect directly suppressed the Night Walker Shenlong from charging head-on. Every concentrated shot was like hammering iron. He was equally heartbroken, so he tried to take a roundabout way to the side of Laowang Kong Island to get directly to the insect nest with the strongest breath of life.
This is obviously not a particularly wise decision.
The crystal wall suddenly opened, and the swarm of insects directly withstood the rain of arrows in the sky, allowing the nocturnal dragon to taste the real sweetness.
The behavioral logic of the master of the nest is a typical one. If there is nothing to do, it will be summer and spring. If there is no war, it will stop. If the birds are gone, the rabbits and dead dogs will be cooked, it will be considered a compliment. If Lao Wang hadn't forced the master of the nest to keep a certain amount of money, The configuration maintains the insect nest ecology. In the absence of war, the entire insect race will be in a completely dormant state, and all lower-level insect races will be completely dormant. Decompose them into nutrients on the spot to avoid unnecessary waste of resources. The Zerg are not a bee colony. The master of the nest has no low-level needs to maintain the ecological production of the insect nest and captive food. It and the entire Zerg have nothing to do with the soil, even if the northwest wind blows. All is fine, war is supplies, and looting is resources. The greater the consumption, the greater the consumption. After the master of the nest apparently surrendered, in addition to occasionally being disobedient and occasionally wanting to study human emotions and human behavior and occasionally misappropriating resources, he has one characteristic that stands out from the normal Zerg tribe, and that is that when conditions permit, In this case, it is not based on the level of the nest itself or the actual It strives to define the intensity of producing insect offspring, but pursues the ultimate maximization of resource utilization. Generally speaking, this thing controls points, and will in turn formulate a reproduction plan based on the opponent's intensity, focusing on living within one's means, and for this kind of Sima thread Logic, Lao Wang would like to call it unilaterally: I hope there will be no Li Cang in heaven.
If the armor-cutting arrows' unreasonable and dense firepower coverage is like blacksmithing, then the roaring Zerg can only be described as the wind and clouds destroying everything. There is no hesitation, no pause, no confusion, only the waving wings gathered into a deafening thunder. Rolling across the sky, the swarm of insects simply completed the digestion of hundreds of thousands of nocturnal dragons.
Yes, it’s digestion.
"Who asked you to come out, the five-dog twin tyrants, evaporate them for me!" Li Cang was furious: "Damn, I don't usually see you working hard, good guys, if you encounter a situation where you are given nothing, you will immediately run out and take advantage. , insects, a group of insects! ”
Zerg and dog-legged people are different. In front of them, any resources are like meat buns beating dogs. Once taken into their belly, they have no other option except to become nutrients for the population. Li Cang is targeting the selfishness of Zerg to eat himself. The strategies developed to deal with the characteristics of human kickbacks are also extremely simple and unpretentious. Since the meat in your mouth cannot be spit out, then why don't I just kill your whole family?
As long as there is any oil on it, kill it all and stuff it into the mill!
Don’t worry about the initial materials, but it won’t delay me in converting the bugs and stomach contents into energy matrix. That thing is also a real hard currency that can be exchanged for destiny coins in equal proportions. The last-ditch knife will make up for the middleman, so I pay attention to eating two things for one fish. , not a single thorn should be wasted!
Outside the battlefield where chicken feathers were scattered all over the place, large numbers of flamingos, which had just completed their assembly, arrived belatedly. They only took a hesitant glance through the coal rain, and more than half of them ran away immediately after squealing.
Laughing to death, you can't afford to offend him at all.
Usually, just a small wave of corpses has already caused them to panic and almost annihilated their species. Whoever wants to fight in this b-war, the wind is so tight!
(End of chapter)