Lao Wang was yelling and chopping to his heart's content below. No one wanted to hear 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 at all that the scene of the crime was not only filled with alienated bloodline 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 are also slaves, one after another.
There are the unlucky ones who strayed into the tidal zone, and there are also the unavoidable slaves in orbit. The total number of these people is not large at all, but they are scattered among various alienated creatures and the huge amount of wild island geological debris.
It's just very inconspicuous.
The subordinates were all in a state of confusion 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. Everything in the sky and underground is full of vitality, energy matrix cannons, artillery missiles, and various skills.
The density is like the whirlpool of pepper noodles in a grinder, and no one party has shown any friendly attitude towards them. Not only does it not treat them as human beings, they even want to kill them as walking corpses, no matter who.
After experiencing such a tragic scene, they would be very shattered. However, before they could figure out what happened here, who and who killed me, Kurogirishima, who was fully infected by the filthy-scab corpses, was hit in the head again.
In the chaotic scene, someone finally recognized the burning beast with distinctive features in the sky.
"Zhoucao. No way. It's fucking Li Cang."
"It's over."
"Brothers, the communication channels are all open. You heard me right. Did you see the thirteen big guys above? It is the law of war. Everyone must not mess around. Come 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 went hungry for nine meals in three days, or who were full of belly 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 whether it is a contradiction or not, first of all, no one can withstand the intensity of the mental pollution.
Facts have proven that the experience of people who have been there 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 the dogs 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 were waving flags and shouting were teammates.
It was not only these foreign subordinates who felt like they were going through a roller coaster, but also the aboriginal people 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 grievances 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 the Master of the Magic Mountain who will be regarded as an enemy if he stands in front of him, 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 the 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, no matter whether the alienated bloodline creatures 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 selling my land. What they do is polluting the land in your mirage area. What does it have to do with our subordinates? The filthy corpses are disgusting. In fact, in terms of strength, they are just disgusting.
Well, no one from the four parties would mind taking advantage of the chaos and giving them a slap 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, and outsiders who dare to take a look will be punished.
Forced fight.
If the intelligence of the alienated Zerg of the zombie tide was just a little bit higher, it is estimated that they could easily have many common languages with the human subordinates at this moment. Unfortunately, these things are quite short-sighted and will only take the initiative.
The filthy scabby corpse that appeared within their field of vision suddenly showed a strong desire for destruction.
emmm
The dirty scab zombie can actually irritate even the "uncontacted" 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 people's old artist Phoenix Legend. 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 three-stage beasts can already be regarded as the backbone of the subordinates' servants of fate. Even the traitors in Li Cang's hands have a few poor souls 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 the hell is this walking corpse? 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 wouldn't develop the Corrupted Sky Island series even if he thought about it with his toes.
A servant of fate, right?"
"What the cancer bullets said, there was a group of unlucky kids who used their cancer bullets to climb up the track, and they showed off on the forum, and they were so destructive."
"Meeting is fate. Do you think we can buy some pop-ups with the word "cancer" from them if we have the chance? 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? They were left behind by cancer bullets. No wonder even Teacher Cang doesn't want to use them."
"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 among the first batch to get on the orbital line and is still alive today.
The elders!"
"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."
"Damn it, it's coming, it's coming, defense, raise the shield quickly, damn, these big bugs are so damn strong!"
"Looking at the bright side, at least if these things can't be eaten, we can eat them. The walking zombies have no use other than getting lucky and being the servants of fate. I look at that big dragonfly. It's said that that thing can be eaten.
