The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

Liliana made a gesture of holding her heart in her arms, and said to the magician in a delicate manner: "Master, look at it, speaking like this is really hurtful~"

Li Cang nodded and smiled: "Indeed!"

"Eh?"

Liliana, the demon of purgatory who was hundreds of meters tall, with evil flames flowing out of endless ferocity, stagnated and solidified. It was wrong, it was wrong, damn it, why was it so gentle? What went wrong?

"Your Excellency Liliana, your disguise was very successful. I hardly noticed anything wrong at first. But after all, this is not purgatory. There is no territory for you, and I am extremely powerful now." Seim was obviously attached to Liliana at the beginning. Maldo Bevin is in mixed form As a result, he was less restricted, had greater authority to control, and had almost no weakness. He almost looked at Liliana with naked eyes looking at food: "I, the Lord of Thousand Mountains, Se The son of Im, in the name of the seventy-two pillar gods, challenges you!"

The earth cracked open again.

The cracks criss-crossing the entire floating continent are like some kind of mysterious and unpredictable array of free rules. The deep cracks sometimes emit purple-black dirty smoke, and sometimes ignite thin flames with rolling runes. The heat in the air is sharply The cold that penetrates into the bone marrow is arbitrarily squeezing the SAN value of all rational creatures in the entire airspace.

Liliana lowered her head, and all she could see from her head that towered into the clouds was a flicker of eyes: "Son of Seim, you still don't understand. Learn the word awe. The only price you have to pay in purgatory is blood and fire!"

Blood is demon blood.

Fire is the fire of the soul.

Liliana's posture is also described in a very low-key language similar to the way Owen's ancestor appeared: grab it and refine it instantly.

"No, Liliana is not your real name. Who are you? What are you-"

Without any light or shadow expression, without any sign of power, Seim's horrified wailing suddenly stopped, unremarkable and unpretentious, leaving only Owen's old face that had returned to its original shape and was as old as a rotten tree, still horrified. .

A stinky body that had been hollowed out by fellow purgatory men was obviously not worthy of being the food of the mighty demon in purgatory. Liliana looked at Owen as if she were seeing flying snow in the sky. This is the origin of the idiom Yingyingxue.

Li Cang raised his eyebrows: "What are you talking about? He seemed to have called your name just now?"

"It's nothing more than some nonsense about getting lost. The language of Purgatory is full of hypocrisy and whitewashing, and it's not as efficient as your language!" Liliana blinked: "Everyone who commits the following offenses will be punished. This is rank suppression. , my master~"

Then, Liliana turned into the shape of Shirley, or in other words, her upper body turned into the shape of Shirley, and she still maintained the body of a tiger like Letitia from the waist down.

"?"

"I have noticed that you seem to miss Ms. Shirley very much. Master, how do you like my new makeup?"

Ms. Shirley violently expressed her emotions and filled her brain with magical sounds: Kill her, kill her, kill her.

"Well, not bad, very good!"

Li Cang opened his mouth and smiled, fully approving of Liliana's act of committing suicide.

Fortunately, fortunately, you are not a servant of fate, otherwise the evil lady would have sent you to the mill to be remade by now.

Ancestor Owen was lying on the ground, looking at Li Cang with numb and complicated eyes. There was a pretentiousness on his face that used his illness to force emotions: "I am not willing to accept it."

The skinny body seemed to have gone through thousands of years in an instant. The skin and flesh turned into ashes bit by bit, revealing the decayed bones, and finally turned into a lump of unidentified loess.

Li Cang: ε=(ο｀*)))

I, Timi, am even more unwilling to do so. If I had known you were of this nature, I wouldn’t have talked to you in business for a second. Fortunately, I stopped my losses in time when I became a monk.

Purgatory, huh, just the lower realm.

Perhaps the grassroots personnel did not realize that the death of Owen's ancestor had caused panic among the top brass of the American Federation fleet. Orders were issued from the commanders' mouths, and the overall war strategy of the Federation Council began to change.

Clearing, clearing, transferring, and defending, the power of the prayer industrial system that emerged in the former air island era was revealed at this moment, when the American Federation Council defended one place with the pan-island chain system as the core and the fleet itself as a shield. , even a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​dogs could not do anything to them in a short period of time.

The force field shield skill shield has unlimited refreshes on the left and right levels. The prison vibranium, which is known as the anti-exile substance, shines with a dull metallic cold light. It will not be eaten soft or hard, regardless of the armor-cutting arrows of the six dogs. Whether they focused their fire to break through the defense line or not, the fleet would replenish the vibranium carapace layer in sequence every ten seconds, and the entire turtle-shell and fish-scale array would shrink their heads and let them be beaten and scolded.

I have to say that this is undoubtedly one of the most correct decisions they made today.

Changhe Sunset and Former Residence cannot block sub-space transmission forever, and support from the upper-level Congress of the American Confederacy may not arrive, but the way to survive is always behind them. As long as they endure for a while, the situation will be solved and they can run away.

In the war

The price paid by the offensive side is always greater than that of the defensive side.

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After an exciting and fierce attack, the Wuhou pioneers in the former residence gradually looked at each other in disbelief at the solid bunker, which remained silent and did not even fire a bullet. Over there, Zhao Yang also began to bar his teeth: "That saint from the former residence. Son, what do you think?"

Lin Sheng snorted unhappily: "I can see with my eyes, that kind of prison vibranium can almost block all the magic weapons below the spiritual treasure level. There is no way!"

"Look, Li Cang didn't stop!"

"Huh?"

The sea of ​​corpses and dogs is still rushing forward in a suicidal manner, and even Liu Gouzi has abandoned his bows and arrows and smelted armor to fight for the ground. It can be seen that some guys have no shame and are ugly.

Why stop?

The law of war is still hanging on it firmly. Now is a great time for super doubling. As for why the American Confederacy did not directly declare surrender, it can only be said that this is a very constructive suggestion. Anyone who dares to say the word "surrender" will immediately seal up his assets and enter the settlement process. Before the settlement, even if the gods come down to earth, they can't get a single fish out of it!

"How long can your flag hold up the subspace interception?"

"About ten hours."

Zhao Yang put his hands behind his back, holding an old-fashioned Nokia-like communicator and began to type blindly: "Little bastards, look carefully, take it apart. Did that big living star torch see it? Pack it up and take it away right now. If you can get a screw nut from the old residence, I will reward each of you with three days of vacation. Ha, after the vacation, all of you battalion and platoon leaders will have almost finished writing a 6,000-word confession~"