Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

The wild boar warrior has gone crazy.

The blood-covered eyes couldn't tell the difference at all, and didn't even bother to tell the difference between Meng Chao, the four children, and the bull-headed warrior.

He was like a flaming out-of-control chariot, rushing towards him.

Before the tauren warrior had time to react.

Meng Chao had already greeted him like lightning.

There was only twenty or thirty arms between the two parties.

Seeing an acceleration, they are about to collide violently.

Meng Chao's figure suddenly curled up into a ball, like a spinning top, drawing an incredible arc, and walked away from the wild boar warrior.

The boar warrior continued to charge forward.

The original straight attack route seemed to be deflected by an invisible big hand, and the body weighing more than half a ton could not help but tilt to the right, brushing against the four children and the bull-headed warrior dangerously, and rushed over the head.

He wanted to stop and turn around to start a new charge.

The hands and feet are critical, but there is a "pop" sound of breaking.

Until now, there were more than a dozen blood flowers blooming on his right arm and leg.

However, from the wrist to the ankle, more than a dozen tendons that controlled the right half of the body were all severed by Meng Chao with a sharp blade as thin as a cicada's wing.

boom!

The right half of the Wild Boar Warrior's body convulsed into a ball, while the left half of his body still maintained a high-speed forward posture. He couldn't control his balance at all, and couldn't brake. The houses collapsed and the ground was filled with smoke and dust.

Although the impact had broken tendons and bones, and his head was bleeding.

But the strong vitality of the high-level orc still made him struggle to get up.

However, what was waiting for him was a swift and fierce figure.

Meng Chao's right instep was like a howling train shell, which slammed into the wild boar warrior's chin.

This kick actually kicked the wild boar warrior, which weighed more than half a ton, into the air.

The jaw was directly comminuted, and all the broken bones were drilled into the cranial cavity like bullets.

Before landing, the wild boar warrior passed out.

After landing, it was like a pool of wet mud.

"..."

The tauren warrior on the side was dumbfounded.

Meng Chao wore an ebony mask, and dyed his signature black hair into a gray color that can be seen everywhere. The Tauren Warrior thought he was one of his own, a mercenary hired by his family, and hurriedly stammered his thanks.

Meng Chao nodded, took two steps forward, and said, "You're welcome."

Wrapped in crimson battle flames, like an iron fist just taken out of a steelmaking furnace, it whizzed out with the last word "Thank you", and penetrated deeply into the connection between the chest and abdomen of the bull-headed warrior.

The force pierced through the entire steel and iron frame, almost hitting the Tauren Warrior's spine to protrude from the back.

The bullhead warrior was so bombarded that he couldn't even scream.

With a burly figure like an iron tower, he could only bow his head in front of Meng Chao.

Just in time, Meng Chao grabbed his two bull horns, and with all his strength, he kicked his knee fiercely. The iron knee hit the bull-headed warrior's face like a war hammer, almost flattening his entire face.

Holding the bull's horns, he dragged the muddy tauren warrior to another pool of mud.

Then he turned around and carried the four stunned rat children to a safe corner.

I snapped my fingers several times in front of the children before calling their souls back to their bodies.

Uncovering the ebony mask reveals a very typical and mediocre face of the Rat People that has been modified without many beast features, indicating that he is the same as the children.

Only then did this calm down the frightened and restless soul a little.

"Are you from Cailuo Village?" Meng Chao pointed to the Cailuo pendant on the head of the child's neck.

The child opened his mouth halfway, and was stunned for a while before realizing what Meng Chao was referring to.

He shook his head hastily, grabbed the pendant, and stammered, "No, no, this is given to me by the fish bone."

"Fishbone", or so, was a child's name.

In other words, there are indeed some children from Cailuo Village living in this slum.

"Where are the fish bones, aren't they with you?"

Meng Chao relaxed his tone and tried his best to make himself appear less ferocious in the eyes of the children.

"He, he didn't seem to come out," said the child.

"He ran out and I saw him run east," said another child.

"There are a lot of old men fighting in the east, and I saw him running to the west!" The third child said earnestly.

The fourth child was the youngest, as if he was frightened and dumbfounded, unable to say anything.

Just looking at the temporary home that was originally a mess and now turned into ruins, it seemed that he thought of the real home that was destroyed by the samurai not long ago.

Her eye sockets became more and more red, and finally she couldn't help crying out with a "wow".

"Mother."

She said, "Mommy is still in there, I want Mommy!"

Meng Chao raised his eyebrows high.

"Her mother isn't in there."

Wearing a colorful conch pendant, the oldest child said, "Our parents are long dead."

Meng Chao sighed.

Well, they are all kids.

What difference does it make if they come from Cailuo Village or not?

"Go behind this wall and find a safe place to hide."

Meng Chao broke a few pieces of golden fruit from his waist pocket, mixed them with honey and cheese, dried the solidified golden milk, and handed them to the leader, a smarter-looking older kid, to share with his companions.

A golden nugget was stuffed into his mouth, and the sweet taste he had never tasted flooded into his brain like a flood. The eyes of the youngest child widened, stopped crying, and began to hiccup.

"Then, when are we going to hide?"

Seeing that Meng Chao was different from the ferocious samurai master, the smartest elder summoned up the courage to ask.

"Hide-"

Meng Chao narrowed his eyes, and said word by word, "You can't hear half of the wild boar warrior and bull-head warrior screaming."

The battlefield between the bullhead warrior and the wild boar warrior gradually moved to the depths of the slums.

This made it easier for Meng Chao to get into the abandoned sewage pipes on the edge of the slum.

The positions of the thirty-six wild boars and tauren who were still fighting fiercely in this area, as well as the range they could see, were all precisely scanned by Meng Chao, and recreated in his mind in the form of translucent three-dimensional light and shadow. Model it.

According to each of them's fighting posture, after predicting for three seconds, their positions and blind spots, after repeated deduction in his mind, Meng Chao got a road map.

Taking two deep breaths and silently saying "three, two, one", he rushed out like a shadow of a transparent person.

For the first 20 meters, Meng Chao crawled close to the ground between the ruined walls, trying not to move his limbs, using only the ripples of his muscles to snake forward.

He didn't stop until there were no ruins in front of him to cover him, and then he stopped to take a breath, and waited silently until the two clan warriors who were close at hand hugged each other's huge bodies that were close to half a ton, which added up to nearly a ton, and smashed hard On the ground, when it was smashed into smoke and dust, it flashed past them.

The eyes of the two clan warriors were like two cannons without barrels, trying to blast two bloody holes in each other's faces.

Meng Chao restrained his breathing, heartbeat and even body temperature to the limit.

When passing by the two of them in a flash, they were not noticed by them.

Next, he hid for three seconds behind a large, unconscious mass of meat.

Until the two wild boar warriors in front and the three tauren warriors rushed out from the oblique thrusts, they crashed into the depths of the ruins in front of them together.

He continued to move forward, and finally found the entrance to the abandoned sewage pipe where he stored the totem armor.

In fact, there are countless disused sewage pipes in this area.

Just because of disrepair for a long time, most of the sewage pipes partially collapsed, were seriously blocked, and lost their original functions.

And because the deadly methane and poisonous mist accumulated deep in the pipeline, it was not something ordinary rat people could bear.

Only few people have the idea of ​​abandoning sewage pipes.

For Meng Chao, whose cell activity greatly surpassed that of ordinary carbon-based intelligent organisms, poisonous fog and methane were naturally not a problem.

When he skimmed over the entrance of the abandoned sewage pipe, he realized that it had partially collapsed.

The smoky smell that is visible to the naked eye, as well as the black silt from inside, make the samurai gentlemen daunted, and no one is interested in fighting in the sewage pipes.

As a ghost assassin, Meng Chao didn't pay much attention to it. With a flash, he got in, and with a roundabout kick, he kicked the broken part of the tunnel entrance to collapse completely, temporarily blocking the entire entrance.

The fanatical shouts of the clan warriors were temporarily isolated from the outside.

Through the gaps in the ruins, the voices that came in one after another were distorted and distant, like the most devout believers, the craziest prayers.

Meng Chao is like a huge gecko, dexterously crawling on the walls of the abandoned sewage pipe with a diameter of more than two meters, advancing at high speed in a three-dimensional maneuvering manner.

Soon, he found the totem armor.

In fact, he didn't have to wait patiently for the marks he had drawn on the pipe walls.

The fragments of the totem armor, stimulated by the sound of killing and the strong smell of blood on the ground, were already trembling slightly like living creatures, making a weak but rapid collision sound.

Seeing Meng Chao's appearance, the surface of the totem armor fragments glowed with a strange light, with ripples of murderous intent rippling in circles, allowing Meng Chao to clearly perceive its existence.

Meng Chao once heard that the magic weapon on earth, after tasting the sweetness of human blood, if stored in the scabbard for a long time, in the dead of night, it would roar like tigers, dragons, or even ghosts and wolves.

Come to think of it, the materials used to make that magical weapon are the same as the materials used to make the totem armor, right?

"Do you really want to inhale such violent power into your body?"

Before reaching out to the fragment of the totem armor, Meng Chao hesitated for the last time.

But he quickly laughed.

"What power is there that is more terrifying than the destruction of the doomsday?"

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It's the annual college entrance examination day again!

Candidates come on!

No matter what the results are, this is just a new starting point. Our journey has just begun. Keep going and move towards tomorrow. Tomorrow will be even better, for sure!