Monsters of this size have seriously exceeded the scope of human understanding, even in the Sky Island Age.
No matter how bold your ideas are, you can still understand that what a small insect over one meter and two meters long can do to something more than four thousand meters long cannot be supplemented by imagination alone. The people of Yggdrasil cited The giant artillery that he was so proud of became as ridiculous as a slingshot in the hands of a child in front of the master of the lair. The subordinates were so angry that they wished they could just drive up the sky island to deal with this thing. Battleships converted from empty islands with a length of more than a thousand meters are nothing new outside. In resource-rich areas, fully modified warships can even reach four to five kilometers in length. A single blast of the main gun can fire hundreds of thousands of Destiny missiles. coin!
Yes, this is the reason why subordinates scold their mothers. They hate it... What they hate is that these people have been dealing with insects all day long. Apart from looking at useless shabby insect-repellent vehicles, they have never considered preparing any large-scale war equipment, even if there are ten or eight seats. If the slave island or the small and medium-sized modified ships can enter Yuctra Hill, the battle will not be so fierce!
That is to say, a big, immobile insect is lying there with its beautiful body spread out. Who the hell doesn’t have a heart? However, the subordinates can only continue to fight in embarrassment. When have they ever experienced this? Have you ever suffered this kind of injustice?
The ground was turbulent as if it were liquefied. Everyone, whether on the ground or in the air, was suffering various abuses from various forms of shock waves. Among them, Yggdrasil's people and equipment suffered the most heavy losses.
The education they received and the experience they passed on from word of mouth made them lack the minimum psychological preparation for fighting the master of the nest. In the absence of effective targeted skills and war weapons and equipment, it would be a weird thing to be able to survive. , basically relying solely on physical strength to achieve the top!
After rolling over and spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, except for a few extremely unlucky guys, most of the subordinates quickly stood up again and began to run back desperately. The head of the master of the lair had already been thrown to the ground. , if you go late, the hungry wolves next to you will not be kind enough to leave a few extra pieces of meat for you. All the orbital slaves in the world are urinary. If the owner of the lair doesn't mind, even the shit in its intestines will Everyone wants to squeeze out and take it away!
The Yggdrasil cannons of Yggdrasil have been completely extinct after this incident. Basically, none of them can be found intact. They were either smashed or buried in the underground soil at an unknown depth, but there is no one left. If you don't care about this, the Yectrasil people, who are mainly armored archers and legal professions, can produce effective output without the need for such bulky equipment.
Grand Duke Yin Liya's magic network reorganization progressed very quickly. The cold wind was as sharp as a knife, and the giant ice cone rushed towards the master of the lair almost non-stop, and the sky was covered with light flashing randomly.
This is a difficult and long-lasting battle. More, more complicated and more fancy magic expressions are just a waste of precious energy and physical strength. Yin Liya has a very clear positioning of herself. They can completely abandon those complicated and troublesome things. She was just mechanically doing what she was supposed to do. She was clearly an elegant magician, but her loveless expression made people think of her as a mechanical screwdriver on an assembly line.
Under the double armor-breaking and destructive effects of the armor-piercing and ice picks, even the master of the lair felt full pain at this moment. After losing the external cocooning layer and the force field shield, every inch of its body was constantly being subjected to endless damage. Due to the erosion of the endless offensive, the exposed exoskeleton will be chipped away by a layer every second, so that it has to use precious life energy to restore the exoskeleton.
"It works! The attack works!"
"Come on, Armored Soldiers!"
"Long live Grand Duke Yin Liya!" It must be said that this improvement in morale is amazing. However, from another perspective, no matter how amazing Li Cang's fighting power is, it may not be more positive than the joint effect of sharing the little lady's health bar vision with his subordinates.
The master of the nest was like an elephant running into a swarm of ants and struggling wildly. The silver snakes on the jaws were dancing wildly, disintegrating the earth, and washing away the human warriors like a tide.
At this moment, the lair master's head downwards, which occupies one third of the body length, is almost completely covered by cancerous tissue. When it forcibly tears and supports the homologous channel, it never gives up eroding Li Cang's will to control his body. The body, in other words, seems to be a lively one, but in fact most of the effective restriction and damage to the master of the lair is on Li Cang who is squatting in the pit... This kind of physical hardness It is probably the peak of counter-injury that even Li Cang can hardly reach and repeat in his life. This is a completely seamless health bar hedge, without any water, simple and unpretentious, every minute and every millisecond is filled with blood. The exchange of blood causes a huge amount of irreversible damage to the master of the lair.
Who would have thought that a monster that couldn't even control the evil fire would be captured by Li Cang in such a weird way, and Timi did it completely out of the voluntary initiative of the master of the lair.
emmm... Although this embarrassed appearance somewhat lacks the elegance and dignity of a magician, it is not shabby to make money!
Pain is good for people. Teacher Cang and his team, who have been dying all year round, cannot be called immune to this small pain, but can also be called accustomed. While using their bodies to lock down the subjective initiative of the big bugs, Li Cang has not forgotten to instruct the thugs to eliminate them. The battlefield, especially every scrap and scrap that fell from the body of the master of the lair, is the object of special attention. Not even a single insect hair can be missed.
The transportation capacity of the Turtle-backed Dragon Lice is beyond the imagination of the subordinates and the Yuktra Hill people who have enriched their own pockets. It can be said that for every extra minute of fighting, these guys can transport a huge amount of supplies from the battlefield.
Li Cang had no intention of paying attention to the opinions of the Uctrasil and those subordinates. This battle with the Zerg and the Nest Master had already exhausted his efforts, not to mention how many No. 1 and 2 losers he had filled in. The wear rate of Long Liao San Gouzi and Master Magic Mountain made him feel a dull pain in his waist just thinking about it.
Blood gain and blood loss are always a matter of thought. If it weren't for Tili and Mu Shenlu, two floating land with thunder trees that continued to produce profits, he wouldn't even dare to put himself in such a desperate situation.
To be honest, a scene like the Yao Gui Weaving Corpse where he couldn't hold back and could only stare was actually much more economical than the current situation where he could barely move but could only grind a little bit.
