Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

However, when the officers of the White Bone Battalion asked all the newly promoted elites to sit in a circle around the Bone Statue, calm down, empty their minds, and stare at the statue for a long time, an incredible scene slowly emerged in front of everyone.

In a trance, everyone "sees" that the bone statue is getting bigger and bigger.

From the initial height of only half an arm, it gradually enlarged to the height of a person.

Afterwards, it became a height of four or five arms, which was far below even the burliest elephant warrior.

In the end, the height of the white bone statue is more than a hundred arms, as if it is an indomitable god and demon.

Those eyes, formed by the blood of everyone, were more like the scorching sun at noon.

It stands to reason that since it is sitting around the statue of white bones, someone must be sitting on the back of the statue and should not see the eyes of the statue.

However, the Rat Warriors who were deeply attracted by the bone statue seemed to see themselves sitting directly opposite the statue, shrouded in the magma-like hot light released from the bottom of the statue's eyes.

Accompanied by a solemn and mysterious incantation that seemed to come from ancient times, the huge statue actually moved!

Its eyes are like fountains, spewing out countless strands of red light all over its body, turning them into bunches of red threads like nerves and blood vessels, entwining around the crystal clear, white jade-like bones, manipulating the huge The skeleton slowly raised its arm.

The bone statue sitting cross-legged naturally has only two arms.

However, the hundreds of Rat Warriors present all "saw" the bone statue staring at him deeply, and extended the huge bone palm to the top of his head.

"boom!"

In an instant, deafening thunder rang in the minds of all the rat warriors.

The surrounding world, accompanied by thunder, collapsed.

What appeared in front of them was one after another of brutal fighting, bloodshed, and thrilling ancient battlefields.

Their consciousness turned into thousands of rays of light, which were connected to countless little soldiers who were struggling to fight on the ancient battlefield.

In this way, sharing the perception of the soldiers, you can experience the arduous battles personally, and taste the pain of burning flames and stabbing swords.

Of course, in the process of wielding swords, guns, swords, halberds, warhammers and battleaxes, maces and meteor hammers again and again, smashing the enemy to pieces and making them bloody, they awakened a large number of combat skills that were originally hidden deep in their genes.

And on a practical level.

Almost all the brains of the newly promoted elites are all overloaded, and the brain cells are constantly trembling and expanding, like bubbles emerging from the magma.

Above everyone's heads, smoke was ejected like a chimney.

From time to time, someone couldn't bear the crazy infusion of massive information, and with a muffled grunt, bleeding from his orifices, he fell crookedly.

They were immediately dragged away silently by the officers of the White Bone Battalion commanding their subordinates.

For the rest of them, the expressions on their faces kept changing.

Sometimes he gritted his teeth, sometimes glared, sometimes he was in pain, and sometimes he showed the calmness of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

From the analysis of the high-frequency changing expressions, the flow of time they perceive in a trance seems to be ten times or even a hundred times slower than the real level.

In reality, it was only half the night.

In a trance, they spent hundreds of bloody and brutal days and nights on the battlefield.

Even on someone's skin, a large number of bloody wounds appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, but they scabbed, peeled off, and recovered in the blink of an eye.

The alien world with spiritual power was originally a world where consciousness can strongly interfere with matter.

When the brains of the Rat Warriors are continuously strengthened and upgraded.

Their flesh and blood have also experienced a series of extremely dangerous rebirths.

All warriors are deeply trapped in the virtual battlefield and cannot extricate themselves.

There are only two people who can still control their brains and bodies to a high degree.

Naturally, it was Meng Chao and Ice Storm.

What Meng Chao "saw" was completely different from that of ordinary rat warriors.

In his eyes, the white bone statue is still half the size of an arm, and has not become an indomitable god and demon.

But this weird statue, like a doll that has been wound up, slowly opened its arms and even its ribs, vibrating violently at a very high frequency and with a very small amplitude.

Accompanied by the high-frequency vibrations of the bone statue, waves of brainwave-like ripples continued to spread, pouring into the brains of the rat warriors.

Meng Chao had also discovered the similar instantaneous transmission technology of mass information in the totem armor.

It seems that the two technologies are in the same line, and both were created by the ancient Turanians.

This kind of combat teaching device similar to "brain wave sharing" can effectively make up for the deficiency of "genetic inheritance, innate writing".

and……

Meng Chao narrowed his eyes, quietly observing the top of the bone statue.

He faintly sensed that the continuous flow of information descended from the sky, first poured into the body of the bone statue, and then turned into spiritual ripples similar to brain waves, pouring into the brains of the rat people.

Meng Chao suddenly realized.

He knew what this statue with all the bones stretched out and looking like a jerk was.

It is "antenna" and "signal amplifier".

It can help remote commanders in the distance to instantly transmit carefully compiled information to countless burning brains!

It's just that Meng Chao still doesn't know who is sending the message above the "antenna" and at the other end of the sky.

It is the ancient dream saint.

Or, "Jackal" Kanus?

Dawn is approaching, and this crazy indoctrination of killing information is finally over.

Dozens of Rat Warriors failed to withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of massive information and fell down before dawn.

The remaining hundreds of Rat Warriors woke up slowly from the long dream. After a moment of sluggishness, they all felt the mutation that happened to them.

Their senses have become sharpened, and they can see and hear countless things that used to be vague and elusive.

Many people's strength has become stronger, their speed and jumping ability have been improved visible to the naked eye, and the whistling sound they make when wielding their swords is also more fierce and fierce than before.

Some people even learned skills such as controlling a wolf in the long dream.

Compared with yesterday, at this moment, they have completely transformed into veterans who have survived a hundred battles and are not afraid of death!

Of course, such crazy indoctrination must pay a heavy price.

Many rat people's brains have been damaged, and until now, it still hurts like a giant ax slashing, making the corners of their eyes and mouths twitch continuously.

Such a warrior can easily lose control on the battlefield and become a slave to the desire to kill and the power of the totem.

But even if they knew in advance that there would be such side effects, no one would care.

Just as no one would care if they would suddenly turn into a flaming human-shaped fireball after drinking the magical medicine given to them by the rat god.

To be honest, in the bloody and tearful history of the rat people who have been bullied for nearly 10,000 years, burning their lives and turning them into incomparably bright flames and rays of light is really the happiest and most glorious way to die.

The officers of the White Bone Camp told the rat warriors that they had passed the last test of the Rat God in a cruel dream and officially became members of the White Bone Camp.

If it is normal, a grand sacrifice should be held so that they can be welcomed by all officers, priests, veterans and even the ancient dream saint herself.

But now that the military situation is urgent, a large-scale reinforcement army of the wolf tribe is rushing to rescue Baijian City in the starry night.

They must arrive at the preset ambush battlefield before noon, cooperate with the main force of the Bone Battalion, and smash the fighting will of the wolf clan with an unstoppable posture!

In order to race against time, this elite rat team that had just been established set off immediately.

Even supplementing the secret medicine and the mandala fruit mixed with the totem beast oil was carried out while running.

Fortunately, everyone in the team is one of the best among the rat people.

Moreover, just last night in a trance, he experienced at least a hundred arduous battles.

Compared with those battlefields in the dream where limbs and arms are flying around, mountains of corpses and seas of blood are burned by flames, the battlefield is a hundred times more tragic than hell.

No matter climbing mountains and ridges or swimming with arms, it is as easy and pleasant as an outing.

With the scorching sun in the sky and noon falling, this elite team of rat people arrived at the preset ambush battlefield.

It was more than 30 miles west of Bairen City, a dense forest next to the canine-toothed stone pillars that had been smashed to pieces by the long-dried river.

In fact, going directly through the group of stone pillars is the shortcut to support Hundred Blade City.

But the environment inside the stone pillar group is too complicated.

The stone pillars, which seem to be as thick as three or five people hugging each other, have been eroded to a crisp by hundreds of millions of years.

Even the bare-handed bombardment of the Turan warriors may cause the stone pillar to collapse and trigger a chain reaction.

It is impossible for the wolf reinforcements to pass directly through the stone pillars.

Otherwise, you will face the risk of being defeated.

On one side of the stone pillars are towering mountains.

The dense forest on the other side is their only way.

Meng Chao, Ice Storm, and hundreds of Rat Warriors who had just joined the Bone Battalion and were so determined to burn the sky through were lying in ambush in the mud deep in the dense forest.