Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Of course, no matter whether it is holding the thigh of the future King Turan, "Jackal" Canus.

Or pretend to hug the thigh of "Jackal" Kanus, and then find a chance to kill him.

The premise is to find him first.

According to the memory fragments of his previous life, Meng Chao pushed back the timeline. The current "Jackal" Kanus should still be the leader of the wolf tribe, waiting for the lion and tiger warriors in the main city of the Golden Clan, "Chijin City". dispatch.

This was why Meng Chao was eager to go to Chijin City.

However, if you think about it carefully, since "Jackal" Kanus is about to command the wolf army and embark on the journey to suppress the "Big Horn Rebellion".

Then contacting the believers of the Great Horned Rat God first, or even mingling with the Great Horned Rebel Army, waiting for "Jackal" Kanus to come to him, seems to be a feasible option?

By the way, when analyzing the situation in Turanze and looking for potential partners in the Turan civilization, the Rat People's Rebel Army also entered Meng Chao's field of vision.

However, although Meng Chao sympathizes with Ye Zi, the rat people have been oppressed and ravaged for thousands of years.

I also agree that the unbearable rat people have the natural power to rise up.

They are even willing to help rat people like Ye Zi and kill those "clan masters" who ride on their necks and do their best.

But the combat effectiveness of the Rat People's Rebel Army was really too weak.

In the history of war on the ancient earth, this kind of desperate situation, inspired by fanatical superstition, lacked professional skills and equipment, and did not have a unified program and strict organization. The end of spinning off.

The best ending is to make wedding clothes for others.

The rebel army has the potential to destroy an old dynasty.

But unable to create a new world.

The final fruits of victory are often usurped by powerful ministers, warlords, and careerists like "Jackal" Kanus.

This is especially true in a foreign world where individual combat effectiveness has far greater influence on the entire civilization than the earth.

Compared with the warriors of the clan, the combat effectiveness of the rat people's servants is really weak.

Even if the number of the Rat People's uprising army is dozens of times that of the warriors of the clan, they still have the courage to go on and on and see death as home.

In the face of thousands of years of killing skills and totem armor, the result of moths to the flame is just moths to the flame.

Anyway, Meng Chao remembered that the "Big Horn Rebellion" in his previous life would be completely quelled by "Jackal" Kanus within a year or two.

It is impossible for the horned rat god to be Turanze's savior.

Naturally, he couldn't help Meng Chao reverse the fate of Dragon City.

"In short, let's find an opportunity to get in touch with the believers of the Horned Rat God and the Rat People's Rebel Army before we talk about it, and see if they have anything other than fanatical beliefs and daydreams of the 'Sixth Clan' , a place worthy of cooperation."

Meng Chao made up his mind and returned to the Blood Skull Arena.

At this time, the Blood Skull Arena is like a chaotic barracks, with many clan warriors.

——They were all defeated by the gladiators from the Bloodskull Arena in the "Game of the Brave" and belonged directly to Kasava Bloodhoof. According to their promises and traditions, they joined the newly formed "Bloodskull Battle Group" , the guy who swore allegiance to Kasavar Bloodhoof.

However, after experiencing thrilling battles on the street, they returned to the blood skull arena to rest, and they seemed to be still immersed in the extreme pleasure caused by the excessive secretion of dopamine and endorphins.

Either they were drinking and gambling in groups, or they had just devoured a lot of datura fruits and the flesh and blood of totem beasts, and they were meditating to adjust their breath.

No one paid attention to Meng Chao, the "little character" who sneaked in by sticking to the wall.

As for the rat people's servants, except for Meng Chao, no one dared to go to the murderous streets to seek death in the "James of the Brave".

They all gathered in the blood skull arena, consciously conducting ultra-high-intensity training, waiting for the final reorganization of the "blood skull battle group".

When Meng Chao came to Ice Storm's "Ace Training Ground", the Snow Leopard female warrior had already returned here before him.

The "Mithril Reaper" has become sharper and fiercer, the swirling lines emerging on the surface have become more fine and gorgeous, and even the killing intent has become more icy and suffocating... Judging from many changes, Ice Storm must have achieved a lot in "James of the Brave".

However, when the eyes of the two collided, it was Ice Storm that glowed with a more curious light.

The female snow leopard warrior lightly waved her paw.

The gate of the Ace training ground closed automatically from behind Meng Chao, closed tightly, and bolted the gate.

And quickly grew a thick ice shell.

It's like a fully enclosed ice cave.

"How many totem armor fragments did you get?" Ice Storm asked impatiently.

Meng Chao pondered for a moment.

Since the two sides still have to cooperate, it is impossible for him not to tell the temporary ally a single card.

For the high-level orcs who worship the strong, it is also necessary to show a certain strength.

Besides, they are just a few fragments of the lowest-level totem armor, and there is no need to hide them.

He still has a lot of secrets about the totem armor, and he needs to ask Ice Storm for advice.

Thinking of this, Meng Chao put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, pressed them gently between his eyebrows, and used a special brain wave to activate the high-frequency oscillation of the life magnetic field, awakening the dormant totem armor in his body.

"Shua!"

A large amount of liquid metal-like substance was quickly secreted from 36,000 pores, covering every inch of skin including fingers and toes at a speed visible to the naked eye, and solidified into a rippling metallic luster, but possessed Bioactive ornate armor.

After merging a large number of fragments, the totem armor at this moment completely lost the huge, thick, and overbearing style that was unique to the Bloodhoof family when it was snatched from Big Buck.

On the matte black armor, there is almost no sharp or abrupt place, and there are extremely smooth arcs everywhere, like pieces of solidified black waves.

The bull's head relief on the breastplate has also been highly abstracted to the point where only a pair of scarlet eyes and two sharp horns remain.

Needless to say, there is something chilling about this totem armor, and that is the four arc-shaped sharp blades extending from the elbows and knees.

The four scimitars, as thin as cicada's wings, were originally tightly fitted in the grooves at the joints of the armor.

But as long as Meng Chao bends his elbows and knees and exerts a little force, they can spring out like the fangs of an ancient beast, cutting into the smallest gap between the hardest bones of the enemy with lightning speed.

No, there are actually more than four sharp blades.

On the inner side of the palm, toes and heels, there are actually six shorter and sharper thin blades embedded.

However, Meng Chao, who has always been very low-key, felt that there was no need to show it off.

But even such a low-key totem armor shocked the snow leopard female warrior.

"You, you actually fused all the fragments of the battle armor on the spot, and directly fused a pair of full-body armor?"

Ice Storm was dumbfounded.

Of course she knew what Meng Chao was going to do.

But she still thought that even if Meng Chao could succeed in stealing a few fragments of his battle armor, he would be able to use his hands and sap.

You have to obediently return to the Blood Skull Arena. Only under her supervision can you slowly merge.

Outsiders who are exposed to the totem armor for the first time can swallow so many armor fragments in one go, and directly condense them into a pair of full body armor with such a unified and distinctive style.

Moreover, he still retains a clear mind and a stable mind, and his mind has not been taken away by the totem armor.

This shows that his willpower is far stronger than the fierce souls contained in these armor fragments combined.

Anyway, whether in the Gold Clan or the Bloodhoof Clan, Ice Storm has never seen such an incredible guy.

"You, what kind of monster are you!"

Ice Storm couldn't help but marvel, "Didn't you feel that every time you fuse a totem armor fragment, there will be a lot of killing scenes and messy information pouring into your brain, and it's about to burst your brain?"

Meng Chao shrugged.

He can probably guess why the high-level orcs can't swallow too many armor fragments at once.

Because the brains of high orcs are too small.

——Perhaps their brain capacity is almost the same as that of people on Earth.

Calculated according to the gigantic figure and scaled up, it is even more than the people on earth.

But things like wisdom, willpower, and mental resistance are never simple and crude, and can be measured by the size of the brain.

The formerly splendid Turan civilization has been on the decline for a long time.

The current high-level orcs all grew up in a relatively simple or even closed environment.

Even the so-called military aristocracy.

There was no Internet, no games, no TV, movies, or radio broadcasts, and very few books.

Even the orc priests who claimed to be as wise as the sea and able to communicate with ancestor spirits, Meng Chao doubted how many of their brain cells had been used?

From this perspective, the high-level orcs are like "pure and flawless" blank sheets of paper.

It is difficult to withstand the turbulent waves of massive information surge.

It was like a primitive man who drank blood, suddenly traveled to a modern city full of feasting and debauchery, saw the busy and eccentric information society, and even poured hundreds of TV movies and even the torrent of information on the Internet into his brain. in mind.

Even if his brain is not fundamentally different from the brains of modern people.

He also has a high probability of being unable to bear it, completely collapsed or lost.

In a word, for the "pure and flawless" high-level orcs, the totem armor is too exciting, enough to stimulate their brains to the point of crashing directly.

Earthlings are different.

People on earth who grew up in the information age, not to mention supernatural beings who practice the secrets of the mind, even ordinary citizens play mobile phones at the age of three and computers at the age of five. The existence of the old driver.

The torrent of information infused by the totem armor, as well as the extremely cool sound and light effects during the battle, are of course very exciting.

But for the old drivers on the earth who are used to watching immersive movies, playing virtual reality video games, and surfing the Internet day and night, that's the case.