Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Meng Chao estimated that, compared to his previous life, at least hundreds of thousands of Rat People who were destined to die would survive.

Although at the beginning, the panicked fugitives were still lost in the depths of the vast grassland, like a mess of loose sand.

But as long as the general direction is correct, grit your teeth and head north, you can always meet more and more companions.

It doesn't matter even if the mandala fruit you carry with you is finished.

Compared with the warriors of the clan, the biggest advantage of the rat people is that they are not picky eaters.

Regardless of weeds, tree roots or rapeseed, they can temporarily feed the rat people until the day of victory.

In this way, Meng Chao and Ice Storm mixed in the fleeing wave of rat people, walked northward for three days and three nights, and finally saw a new transit camp that could accommodate tens of thousands of rat people for a temporary rest.

The camp was heavily fortified.

The elite soldiers guarding the camp also have a strong fighting spirit that is not inferior to the warriors of the clan.

Tens of thousands of rat people gathered here, and even the regular battle group of the Bloodhoof Clan would not be able to easily crush them.

Meng Chao was finally able to sleep soundly.

And saw the horned mouse god again in the dream.

In the last dream, the majestic and murderous horned rat god, but this time he became kind-hearted, with a warm smile all over his body.

Amidst the flowers, applause and bright sunshine, Meng Chao was recognized and blessed by the Great Horned Rat God.

In a trance, there seemed to be a voice congratulating him for finally passing the arduous trial and officially becoming a member of the Big Horn Legion.

After waking up, Meng Chao heard countless excited cheers and excited crying from around him.

Know that all Rat People had the same dream.

This is naturally a good thing done by the priests of the Big Horn Legion.

The Big Horn Legion seems to have assembled a large group of psychic experts who are good at sneaking into dreams and demagoguery.

Using the blessings in the dream, all the Rat People were firmly bound to the chariot of the Big Horn Legion.

In the shortest possible time, these hopeless mobs were tempered into true warriors who dared to confront their former master head-to-head.

It is worth mentioning that even Meng Chao's and Ice Storm's achievements have become promotional materials for the Big Horn Legion.

Through the mouths of the old bear skin, the round bone stick, and others, the battle to wipe out the heavy armored cavalry, after adding oil, vinegar, and varnish, has spread throughout the empty grassland with an unrecognizable posture.

Every group of rat people who arrived at the transit camp heard a completely different but equally exaggerated version.

Some rat people swear that they were there at the time and saw the horned rat god emerge from the bloody clouds, stretch out his hands, and dispatch two heavenly soldiers and generals to the world to destroy the mighty heavy armored cavalry , all cut in half with a single knife, and burned to ashes again.

There were also rat people who spit and said that he saw the messenger of the Great Horned Rat God, who could summon magma from the ground with a slight cough, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and icebergs rose from the ground one after another. The centaur warriors were all so frightened by the messenger of the horned mouse god that they couldn't even stand up.

Some people even analyzed that it was because of the deterrence of the horned rat god that the pursuers did not dare to act presumptuously.

Otherwise, with so many Rat People scattered sparsely on the grassland, they are obviously the easiest targets to attack. How could they escape here smoothly?

The priests from the Great Horned Legion smiled and listened to the words of the Rat People. Naturally, they would not deny it.

Afterwards, leading the rat people who were sincerely convinced, they danced and danced to praise the rat god again.

Meng Chao was not in the mood to compete with the Horned Rat God for credit.

Anyway, according to the development of the previous life, no matter how majestic the horned mouse god is at this moment, he is invincible.

It is also a dead bone in the tomb that is about to be defeated and destroyed by people.

It's a pity for the millions of rat people.

Those who are entrusted to non-human beings must be buried with false beliefs.

After resting for a day and a night in the transit camp, bandaging and treating the injuries, and filling up the supplies, the Rat People continued to set off.

Although everyone was recognized by the Great Horned Rat God in their dreams and became a glorious Great Horned Legion soldier.

But their treatment does not seem to be much different from the past.

They still form hundreds of troops in a daze, they don't have time to train, the soldiers don't know their generals, and the generals don't know their soldiers, so they just walk forward dully.

The weapons and equipment have not been upgraded, and what many people hold in their hands are still wooden sticks inlaid with the fangs of ferocious beasts.

Even the food, isn't exactly datura fruit.

Instead, the mandala fruit is mixed with grass roots, leaves and rapeseed, boiled and stirred, and after stirring into a paste, it is wrapped in huge leaves and delivered to the mouth with eyes closed.

To be honest, this kind of food, compared to the delicacies cooked by the Rat People in their own homes during the Prosperous Era, was greatly reduced in terms of taste and nutrition.

But the rat people who survived the catastrophe did not complain too much.

Because, as the priests have said, difficulties are temporary.

As long as they can escape from the trapped grassland, they will definitely be able to replenish the best equipment in the northern camp and enjoy big fish and big meat.

Such beliefs inspired the fugitives to move on.

Along the way, countless people were left behind.

But there are also a small number of people who can keep up with the priests and officers.

Of course, among all the fugitives, he was the one with the strongest physique, the toughest personality, and in a sense, the luckiest guy.

Meng Chao and Ice Storm were also among them.

Ten days and ten nights have passed since stepping into the empty grassland.

They finally drilled out of the endless green sea and entered the border between the Bloodhoof Clan and the Gold Clan, a region full of ravines and ravines.

Because there are spiritual veins all over the ground, and the spiritual energy is constantly moistening, compared with the earth, the geological structure and regional climate of the alien world are extremely unstable.

It is likely that there is a towering mountain peak next to it, and the mountain peak is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round and covered with snow.

At the foot of the mountain is the abyss where the wind is howling, and in the abyss there are streams of magma flowing vertically and horizontally, converging to form a burning river.

The Great Rift Valley to the north of the Sunken Grassland is such a barren land with poor mountains and bad waters.

The terrain here seems to have been severely kneaded and trampled by the gods who created this world, and it has become fragmented, which is unbearable to look at.

In the depths of the huge rift, like the veins of a leaf, there are countless winding and small gaps extending underground.

As long as the food problem can be solved, let alone hundreds of thousands, even a million troops want to hide here, it is not difficult.

Moreover, because the environment here is too harsh, it has no strategic value for the two major clans of Bloodhoof and Gold.

The high-level and powerful people on both sides rarely set their sights on this place.

It's no wonder that the Great Horn Legion can be quietly bred here, setting off a turbulent wave that is about to sweep across the entire Turanze.

At this time, hundreds of hundreds of people have already arrived at the rift valley one after another, forming a long and thin red line along the winding gaps in the rift valley.

As they got deeper and deeper into the bottom of the rift, the sky was gradually squeezed by the cliffs on both sides, as if the earth was closing above their heads.

Meng Chao wondered where the priests and officers of the Great Horn Legion were going to take the fugitives—the further they went, the more desolate it felt, and no matter what, it didn't seem like a place that could support a million troops.

However, after going deep into a cave and entering the ground at a depth of about seventy or eighty meters, accompanied by a refreshing cool wind, Meng Chao's eyes suddenly brightened.

This is an underground cave with an unimaginably large space.

No, it is not so much a "cave", but another wonderful world parallel to the other world.

Looking around, there is no cave wall and roof at all, and there is no damp, stuffy, and rancid atmosphere that can be smelled in ordinary caves.

Moreover, I don't know what kind of wonderful minerals are contained in the rocks that make up this cave, which can naturally emit faint fluorescence, making the cave bathed in milky white light all year round.

The light like a hot spring moistened the exhausted bodies of the rat people, making everyone feel comfortable, the pain and fatigue disappeared, and it was indescribably refreshing.

"The concentration of aura here is so high!

"It is not inferior to the surrounding area of ​​Dragon City, the paradise in the depths of the Monster Mountains!

"Such a strong spiritual energy will definitely activate an extremely strong vitality!"

Meng Chao was secretly startled.

Sure enough, in the corner of the cave, they saw countless shiny creatures that looked like moss, vines, and fungi.

All sorts of strange mushroom umbrellas and flowers compete for splendor, forming a grotesque underground ecosystem.

Many crops obviously had traces of artificial genetic modulation, and produced large and plump fruits. The strong aroma stimulated the nasal mucous membranes of the rat people, making everyone's index fingers twitch, and the gastrointestinal tract wriggled endlessly.

Today, when the mandala flowers bloom, the mandala trees will no longer bear fruit in the next ten or twenty years.

These underground organisms have become an extremely important source of food.

In addition, Meng Chao also discovered several huge steles engraved with cuneiform characters that were not damaged after tens of millions of years of erosion around the underground ecosystem.

The huge black monument, the golden inscription, and the surface is still flowing with colorful, viscous light like liquid.

Meng Chao condensed spiritual energy on the retina and cone cells, activated his extraordinary vision, and found that the part of these giant monuments protruding from the ground was only one-tenth of the total length.

Nine-tenths of the length, inserted deep into the ground, where the aura is the strongest.

Meng Chao suddenly realized that these huge monuments were like huge "straws".

Going deep into the place with the strongest aura in the ground, absorbing all the aura into this cave, can create such a lush and vibrant underground ecosystem.

Obviously, such a superb technology cannot be the work of the Big Horn Legion.

It is the creation of the ancient Turanites, even older beings, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years ago.