Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Kasava Bloodhoof, or most of the high-level orcs, never dreamed that anyone would have the idea of ​​​​hitting the temple.

First of all, every temple, no matter how big or small, as long as it has been blessed by the ancestors, it has a defense that far surpasses the clan era.

The rash intruders often die without knowing how they died.

Secondly, although the weapons, secret medicines, and ancient books enshrined in the temple have unparalleled power, they also contain extremely high risks. Even if a certain weapon is taken away, it is difficult to control it easily.

Third, it is natural that the high orcs have almost godly reverence for their ancestors.

Even the temples of hostile families and competing clans will never be easily damaged.

Even if the opponent's entire settlement or even tribe is slaughtered, the opponent's temple will not be completely destroyed.

Instead, he merged the other party's ancestor spirit into his own family's ancestor spirit sacrifice system and continued to serve him.

No matter how crazy the high-level orcs are, they would not risk dying on the spot, becoming a warrior of origin, being cursed by the ancestor spirit, or provoking a powerful family to ransack a temple.

It's a pity that Meng Chao is not a high-level orc.

Just now, he and Ice Storm had circled the Bloodskull Temple to confirm that there were no more guards and explored the terrain behind the temple.

Meng Chao gestured to Ice Storm, and signaled with his eyes: "Is your injury okay?"

The ice storm let out a cold snort, and disappeared into the depths of the thick smoke.

Meng Chao stretched out five fingers and counted silently in his heart: "Five, four, three, two, one!"

When he counted to the last number, he stood up abruptly, put on a crouching starting posture, like a 100-meter sprint, and rushed towards the two guards without concealing his intention.

They were still a hundred meters away when the two guards felt a fierce hurricane blowing towards them.

The killing intent that seemed substantial completely froze their brains, hearts and vocal cords, making them unable to even utter a cry.

The two guards tried their best to overcome the fear in their hearts, and barely raised their shields and swords towards Meng Chao.

But the ice storm was already behind them, landing silently.

And slashed their necks heavily with the hand knife covered with frost.

The cold wave instantly invaded the cervical vertebrae of the two guards.

And along with the spinal cord, froze their central nervous system.

Rao was two hulking guards who stood up like bulls, their necks were thicker than Meng Chao's thighs.

Still after half a muffled groan, both of them fell to the ground, their skins were purple and their faces were livid.

After finishing off the two guards in an instant, Ice Storm raised his eyebrows at Meng Chao with a blank expression on his face.

Meng Chao grinned and gave her a thumbs up.

The two dragged the two frozen guards into the ruined wall and hid them.

Then he walked around the Bloodskull Temple at a close distance, and carefully studied the outer wall of the temple to see if there were any flaws that could be exploited.

obviously.

not at all.

The ground part of the Blood Skull Temple is like a crystal clear red skull magnified a hundred times.

The black eye sockets and the horns that soar into the sky are all available.

The outer wall is also engraved with dense cuneiform characters, exuding an inviolable majesty.

If you close your eyes and listen carefully, you can even hear the strong wind blowing through the black eye sockets, making a scream like the roar of a fierce soul.

It contains not only the fierce souls of gladiators who died on the arena in the past thousand years.

It also includes the bloodhoof warriors who died vigorously in the battle of glory thousands of years ago.

In fact, the history of the Blood Skull Temple is longer than that of the Blood Skull Arena.

It was the ancient Turan people who first built this temple, enshrining a large number of precious resources, technologies and devices of the Turan civilization in it.

Thousands of years later, in order to please the ancestors, the high-level orcs often gathered in front of the temple for gladiatorial competitions. Over time, it gradually formed one of the largest arenas in Blackhorn City today.

Therefore, the temple itself is a hundred times stronger than the arena.

It is definitely not a simple and crude iron fist bombing that can be broken.

"Big Buck told me that the outer wall of the Bloodskull Temple is blessed by the ancestral spirit, and it can rebound all attacks."

Meng Chao murmured, concentrating spiritual energy in his right arm, and punched the outer wall of the temple in a moderate manner.

boom!

hum!

boom!

There were three loud bangs in succession.

When Meng Chao's fist touched the outer wall of the temple, the cuneiform characters originally embedded in the wall all emitted a dazzling light.

Like hungry piranhas, they sucked up all the power gushing out from Meng Chao's fingers.

Afterwards, countless golden cuneiform characters condensed together, forming a fist bigger than Meng Chao's head, and blasted towards his chest.

Meng Chao was prepared and hurriedly crossed his fists.

However, he was still bounced back by the fist, which broke his posture and knocked his body into the air.

He turned around deftly in mid-air, four or five arms away, landed lightly, rubbed his numb arms, and smacked his tongue secretly.

Seeing this, Ice Storm pondered for a moment, stepped forward and gently pressed his arms against the outer wall of the temple.

Along with the runes on the totem armor flickering, two cold blue waves gushed out from her palm, gradually spreading, freezing an entire wall that was as square as her arms.

There is a pale luster in the blue frost, which seems to change the texture of the wall, turning it into glass that breaks at the touch of a finger.

Ice Storm turned around and was about to say to Meng Chao, "You try again."

Meng Chao's expression changed, and he said urgently, "Be careful!"

Ice Storm's pupils shrank suddenly, an ice path appeared under his feet, his figure turned into a blue lightning bolt, and he slid a dozen arms away in one breath.

Almost at the same time, there was a "bang", and the blue frost on the outer wall of the temple burst instantly, turning into countless ice needles, shooting towards the ice storm like a gust of wind and rain, and falling on her heels, just a short distance away. The place.

The two looked at each other in blank dismay, secretly startled by the extraordinary power of the ancient Turanites.

"It seems that breaking through the wall is impossible."

Meng Chao said, "According to Big Buck, all the Turan temples were cast as a whole by the ancestors using supreme divine power, and then buried in the ground, or naturally sank to the ground in the passage of thousands of years.

"That is to say, the same material is used around the temple and above and below, and it is impossible to dig three feet into the ground and break through from under the temple.

"Besides, we don't have so much time to slowly dig a tunnel out.

"Then we can only go through the front door."

The two circled around to the huge skull with its big holed mouth.

They took a deep breath at the same time, and pushed together to push the thick gate engraved with cuneiform characters, as if polished from a whole rock.

The gate was not locked.

But it seemed to be sealed by a viscous force.

The two gritted their teeth and pushed for half a minute before slowly opening a gap.

With the blazing flames, they could vaguely see that there was a long corridor sloping down inside.

The power of the totem escaping from the depths of the passage made both of them have the illusion that dozens of totem beasts were dormant in the depths of the darkness.

The two opened their face shields, covered their nose and mouth, and walked into the depths of the temple without leaving any gaps.

The firelight flowing in through the crack of the door behind him has long been silently swallowed by the darkness.

Groups of dark red flames were automatically ignited on the wall in front, reflecting the winding corridor.

They are like walking in the bowels of a giant beast.

Meng Chao observed the wall carefully and found that there were huge relief sculptures engraved on the wall.

They are all kinds of images of ferocious and ferocious totem beasts with teeth and claws.

And the red flames extending all the way are the eyes of totem beasts.

Stretching out his fingers to touch it lightly, he didn't feel the slightest temperature from the red flame.

However, the spiritual vein reacted faintly, sensing a strange force, invading into his body through the fingertips.

It seems that the eyes of these totem beasts are not real flames.

It's some kind of magnetic restraint and psionic release device.

Therefore, it can be ignited and extinguished automatically over the erosion of tens of millions of years.

"The creations of the ancient Turan people really have some tricks."

Meng Chao withdrew his finger, flicked it lightly, and forced out the alien force that had invaded his body, and bounced back into the red flame precisely.

Continue to move forward with the ice storm, and soon, after passing a small round hall, the corridor ahead becomes gentle and spacious.

However, on both sides of the spacious corridor, there are two rows of statues.

The black statue looks like a cross between black iron and obsidian.

At the same time, it has the luster of metal and the texture of rock.

There are a total of hundreds of statues, with an average height of between three and four arms. With lifelike brushstrokes, hundreds of bloodhoof warriors in the literal sense of the name have been carved, with extremely sturdy shapes.

They are all tauren, wild boar, elephant, centaur, and some hippo warriors and rhino warriors.

They all wore helmets and armor.

The tall and bulging muscles around him seem to burst the strongest armor from the inside out.

In his hands, he held up a tomahawk, a heavy hammer, a giant sword, and a broadsword, interlaced one by one in mid-air, forming a shimmering arcade.

Although it is a cold dead thing.

But exuded a strong murderous aura and fighting intent.

Meng Chao activated his extraordinary vision, and could even see smoke coming out of these "statues", condensing in his eyes, as if staring at two uninvited guests.

"The weapons held by these statues seem to be real ones."

Ice Storm walked in front of the first statue with silent steps, observed carefully for a while, and came to a conclusion.

"It was a real guy."

Meng Chao said, "They are all ancient warriors of the Bloodhoof Clan, and many of them made great contributions in the war to establish the Bloodhoof Clan, so they are eligible to be enshrined here, forming the first line of defense to protect the temple."

Ice Storm nodded, and asked again: "So, how can we pass through this line of defense?"

"If you have Kasava Bloodhoof's permission, you just need to walk under the swords, guns, swords and halberds held by hundreds of statues."

Meng Chao said, "If not, you just need to walk over there openly."

Ice Storm was slightly taken aback, and said, "What's the difference?"

"The difference is that with permission, these statues are just motionless statues, and the swords, guns, swords and halberds hanging above your head will never fall down."

Meng Chao said, "If you don't have permission, then you don't know—anyway, no one has tried it in the past one or two hundred years."