Even if a chicken reaches the size of four kilometers and you can still tell that it is a chicken that still looks like a chicken and can sing and dance rap without losing its shape, it will not be that easy to deal with, let alone completely destroyed.
Conventional attack methods are almost completely ineffective against the master of the lair. The slaves and Uggtrasills rely almost entirely on the few rule-like attributes in their skills, such as the armor-sharpening attribute of the armor-sharpening archers, and the magic weapon.
The freezing and crushing attributes of the net law sequence, etc...
If it weren't for the light of blood that gave the Yuktrashir people ten times and dozens of times the physical strength and skill power, these guys wouldn't even be qualified to scrape the lair lord.
The countless cluster breaths of the heavy-riding Demon Mountain with tens of thousands of postures finally opened up a small wound on the head of the lair master, a geode with a diameter of tens of meters, crystallized face armor, muscles and bones and other structures like diamonds
Like dust, it slowly peeled off from the center of the body, and the master of the nest roared in pain, but the speed of self-healing was almost synchronized with the erosion speed of the crystal breath.
The Master of the Nest spent too much vitality and energy on maintaining blood transfusions with Li Cang and isolating the deep infection of the abnormal cancerous tissue. He was almost unable to recover from such severe physical injuries. People can even see the growth extending from under the real brain of the Master of the Nest.
It consists of capsule-like nerve pathways and vertebral-like soft body structures.
The subordinates and the people of Yggdrasil were almost moved to tears when they saw this. How long has this project been established? They, the miserable Party B, can be regarded as seeing the progress bar of falling dust move...
"Brothers of armored archers! Have you seen that round, white, tender and wet hole? Come on me hard!"
"If you bid more than 10,000 yuan, whether it is illegal or not, who will win the bid? Who will raise the child?"
"???"
"You've really had enough!"
"Colored jokes are particularly helpful in maintaining your vital signs, right?"
The archers fired another Blood Fury No. 1, and huge shadows of bows and arrows rose above everyone's heads. Along with the rain of powerful armor-cutting arrows glowing with blood, they continued to fall on the wounds blasted by Jinghua's breath.
The angry arrow was lost at the wound and sprouted roots, young leaves, and small flowers. It fed back a huge amount of life energy belonging to the master of the lair to the archers and the giant bows and arrows above their heads, and further interfered with the master of the lair.
behavior, restricting its actions.
A pair of arms suddenly appeared behind the shadow of the giant bow and arrow, a pair of hands covering the armor's stomach. The owner of the arms was just a humanoid shadow, but these hands were so real that even the mottled ancient bloodstains on the armor's stomach were...
You can see clearly, draw your bow, and nock an arrow——
"Blood rage!"
The archers didn't know how long they hadn't seen such a scene. Amidst the roaring amplitude, an arrow that was probably hundreds of meters long was missing, carrying a torrent of energy in the shape of a tropical cyclone across space, appearing directly on the face of the master of the lair.
superior.
In this almost negligible short period of time, the master of the nest, who had been contaminated by abnormal cancerous tissue, Li Cang, and various mental pollution, interference, and rules suppressed his thinking and was unable to act normally, sensed the crisis and suddenly woke up.
.
The liquid energy visible to the naked eye lit up every tube under the Nest Lord's carapace and rushed towards its head. In the flash of light, a void shield ball with an ugly shape like a tumor and full of holes finally condensed and took shape.
.
"Boom~"
The Syrian war-damaged wind void shield created by the lair owner in a state of mental and physical distress failed to completely block the attack as before, but instead caused a shocking explosion.
The energy wind swept through everything, whether it was the second son of the Nizi bloodline or the smaller and weaker human beings, they flew backwards in all directions in the energy wind and explosion shock wave. The ground sank, sank, and sank again, and was almost pressed into a glass texture, as smooth as a mirror and as dark as a mirror.
Like ink.
Emmmm, what no one noticed was a short scream from under a small sinkhole.
A quarter of an hour had passed by the time a team of three dogs successfully dug through the 90-meter-deep hardened layer, which was as hard as steel, allowing Li Cang to climb out.
The explosion completely destroyed the humanoid exogenous pendant of the Lair Master, and also successfully interrupted the physical connection between it and Li Cang. Li Cang looked like he had no head, but he was more alive than half an hour ago, almost jumping around in excitement.
The master of the lair was speechless and choked. He didn’t say a word for a long time——
I worked so hard to keep the connection going, even holding back my bloody explosion. What fucking blind bastard did this?
What a beast!
"Boss! We have rescued the boss!" A group of archers ran to each other and shouted: "Great! Boss, are you okay?"
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Li Cang:(???)
I, Timi, am really grateful to you eight generations of ancestors! I am really lucky to have saved you! If I had known that this would happen, I should have let you losers rot in the pile of bugs!
I don’t know whether it was the erosion of the abnormal cancerous tissue that messed up the genetic sequence of the Nest Master or the innate ability of this thing. The Nest Master, who was shot in the head by an arrow from the archers, spawned endless amounts of blood from his cavity.
People feel that the flocs, tentacles, threads and tubes of mental weakness are growing outward from every crack in the cracked shell of the body, taking root towards the ground and the void, attacking humans on the battlefield to their heart's content——
What we are saying is that from beginning to end, poor Teacher Cang failed to see clearly what kind of bird the master of the nest looked like!
It has now completely turned into an oval-shaped messy ball with a diameter of four thousand meters. None of the original limb structure and normal parts can be seen, and they are all buried in this messy mess!
I don’t know if this can be regarded as the second form, but even after being beaten like this, the master of the lair has not given up on Li Cang’s homologous passage that sent Gou Kun back. Nearly one-third of the tentacles have filamentous roots.
Energy pathways are used to prevent homologous channels from closing.
Ah this...
Li Cang really couldn't stand it any longer.
Don't you want a homologous passage? Then I will give you a passage. With one move, a total of 7 mill gates appeared on the battlefield at the same time.
The delicate body of the master of the lair visibly froze for several seconds...
Finally, the lair master's mental fluctuations swept across the battlefield. I don't know which structure was used to make the sound. In the roar that tore the eardrums, various strange-shaped tentacles and tendons shot up into the sky, tightly holding the edges of all passages.
and try to penetrate into it.
"Ha~"
Li Cang wished he could get in completely, but the master of the lair was not dazzled by the hope of completely getting rid of the seal. It did not enter the homologous passage, but just held the edge of the passage, trying to erode the passage's ownership in some way.
Right and correct the targeting target.
Innocent!
Who said that the homologous channel linking the mill is easier to target than the jump channel linking the walking dead that Yuctra Hill belongs to the blood seal? Big bug, you can't even handle that thing and you still want to torment me, Li.
Mill?
Li Cang really didn't want to see the smug expressions of the archers and the Yuktra Hill people who had made great achievements and felt that they were not good. In comparison, it was these insect body structures that aroused his interest more.
The better soothing mood helped even more, and he turned around neatly and ran towards the completely changed master of the lair.
(Author's words: I'm still alive. I finally had a good sleep today. It's been a long time. It's been less than half a month since I last went to the hospital. I finally saw some results.)
