Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Different from the "priest" in the concept of the earth, in Turanze, only the strongest, fiercest and most brutal warriors can be qualified for such glory.

And only a body made of steel and iron, and an indomitable will, can grit their teeth and endure the pain of being torn apart when the power of the ancestral spirits descends on them, and make themselves the best for the ancestral spirits. "container".

This high-ranking priest of the Great Horn Legion is by no means inferior to a Wolf Clan officer in terms of combat effectiveness.

When he mysteriously disappeared from behind Meng Chao, Meng Chao guessed that he was going to take action himself to deal with the wolf officer.

As for Meng Chao, as long as he behaved as bravely and fearlessly as possible, he could divert the attention of the Wolf Clan officer and buy time for the high-ranking priest.

really!

This high-ranking priest should have the blood of the Thunder and Lightning clan.

His feet are as sharp as eagle claws magnified several times.

The front and rear claw blades pierced deeply into the wolf officer's shoulders, but they locked the shoulder blades firmly, making it impossible for the wolf officer to raise his arms.

However, the two claw blades that grow horizontally like human thumbs are embedded in the wolf officer's neck, lying across the carotid artery.

The cruel smile on the wolf officer's face froze instantly.

Boundless horror and despair burst into his eyes.

Deep in his throat came the roar of a trapped beast.

Trying to ignore the shattered shoulder blades, he swung his knife fiercely upwards, cutting off the high priest's feet.

The latter did not leave him the slightest flaw.

The muscles in both legs stretched, the claws contracted sharply, twisted and pulled violently, tearing the wolf officer's shoulder blades, cervical vertebrae, carotid arteries and part of the throat to pieces in an instant.

Then, with a shake of both arms, all the metal wings inlaid on the battle armor stood upright, and the mysterious and complicated runes engraved on them also emitted dazzling light, jetting out strong airflow, and unexpectedly condensed into two invisible giant wings , driving his whole body into the air.

Naturally, the officer of the wolf tribe was also tightly grasped by his cervical vertebrae, and he was hung up in the air like a hangman.

Rao is the bravery of a wolf officer.

There is nowhere to borrow strength in mid-air, and you can only let others slaughter you.

After a symbolic struggle for a while, only a "click" was heard, and the high-ranking priest of the Great Horn Legion unexpectedly twisted off the wolf officer's head and helmet.

The cavity that lost its head landed heavily, and with a "slap", it hit the wall of fire.

From the shocking wound, the blood gushing out gradually wiped out the wall of fire.

Behind the wall of fire, the stunned and distraught elite wolf tribe.

It never occurred to them that the officer they trusted so much was not the enemy of the strong Rat People.

It was as if the high-ranking priest of the Great Horn Legion had not only torn the necks of wolf officers.

It also includes the resistance will of all wolf elites present.

The high-ranking priest took in his hand the deathless head of the wolf officer.

He stared deeply in Meng Chao's direction, and nodded slightly, as if praising Meng Chao's bravery and loyalty.

Then, he let out a piercing scream, and raised the head of the Wolf Clan officer high in the air.

The helmets worn by Wolf Clan officers are particularly ornate.

Even if he couldn't see the face clearly, as long as he saw the wolf teeth and hairs decorated on the helmet, he knew that it must be the head of a nobleman of the wolf tribe.

Within a distance of hundreds of arms, the elite wolf clan who saw this head were all dumbfounded, feeling as if their three views had collapsed, and the whole world had changed beyond recognition.

The rat people warriors were greatly encouraged, and they became more and more convinced that the horned rat god must be protecting and blessing them above the clouds.

Even Meng Chao secretly clicked his tongue in his heart.

The moves that the high-ranking priests used just now, which are flowing and unpredictable, could not have been honed to such a high degree of perfection without decades of hard work.

"What are the origins of these high-ranking priests of the Great Horn Legion?"

Meng Chao didn't believe that they were rat people who had only practiced martial arts for a few years.

Even if the Saintess of Ancient Dream can use mysterious and mysterious methods to make her will come into the bodies of these high-ranking priests and display exquisite martial arts.

However, if the physical strength cannot keep up and the corresponding muscle memory and conditioned reflexes are not formed, it is impossible to exert 100% power and instantly kill the wolf officer.

In the Bone Camp, there is far more than one such tyrannical high-ranking priest.

At the same time that the high-ranking priest in front of Meng Chao killed the Wolf Clan officer instantly.

In other directions on the jungle battlefield, the senior officers and high-ranking priests of the Great Horn Legion also took action one after another. With a fierce posture beyond the imagination of their opponents, they raided the grassroots commanders of the wolf reinforcements, completely destroying the organizational structure of the wolf reinforcements. paralysis.

The battle has progressed to this point, and there is no suspense about the outcome.

Especially, when tens of thousands of ragged clothes, holding stone hammers and dung forks, their eyes were more fanatical than the elites of the White Bone Battalion. When devouring everything.

The wolf reinforcements completely collapsed.

These proud clan warriors are, after all, flesh and blood.

When the belief of "blessed by the ancestors, invincible" was blasted to pieces and trampled into the mud.

Their survival instincts as carbon-based intelligent life forms surged in the depths of their brains, gradually overwhelming their illusory sense of honor.

"The Horned Rat God is real!"

"Otherwise, how could we, clan warriors with pure blood, be defeated by a group of rats?"

"No, we didn't lose to these mice, but to a real ancestral spirit who just woke up and was hungry!"

Such thoughts became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

After half an hour, the battle ended.

The Bighorn Legion once again achieved a brilliant victory, miraculously annihilating the wolf reinforcements rushing to the White Blade City.

When the last mournful wolf howl came to an abrupt end.

All the rat people warriors who were still alive, bloody, riddled with holes, bruised, gutted, battered, exhausted, and dying were all weeping with joy and screaming to the sky.

And when they saw the vision in the sky, the joy of victory was transformed into the firmest and deepest belief.

"Look!"

I don't know who is the first cloud pointing to the horizon.

It is dusk now.

The blood-like setting sun dyed the clouds into a sea of ​​red.

In the Red Sea, the wind is blowing and the clouds are calming, as if the waves are crashing on the shore. Countless clouds are piled up layer by layer, and they are piled up into a huge, majestic and sacred statue of God.

The big horn on the top of the head blooms like a flame. He is wearing an armor made of bones, with a blood-stained battle flag on his back. He stands upright and invincible. He is the ancestor spirit who has just awakened from a long sleep. Rat God!

"The Rat God has appeared!"

"Sure enough, it is the Great Horned Rat God, who has been protecting us in the sky!"

All the Rat Warriors knelt down on the ground in unison, and worshiped the big horned Rat God in the cloud.

Only Meng Chao's attention was not projected into the clouds, but spread around, watching the priests wearing "antenna helmets" in the crowd with great interest.

In his eyes, the red clouds in the sky did not undergo any miraculous changes, nor did they condense into the appearance of a horned mouse god.

On the contrary, the helmets of the high-ranking priests continuously released extremely powerful spiritual magnetic ripples, which penetrated into the brains of the surrounding rat warriors like "sizzling" brain waves.

It also stimulated the brainwaves of the rat warriors, triggering an avalanche-like chain reaction, producing a phenomenon similar to "mass hysteria", allowing everyone to see the same illusion.

Of course, Meng Chao didn't despise the high-ranking priests just because they played tricks.

It is extremely difficult for tens of thousands of rat people to have the same illusion at the same time, and to firmly unite their wills.

The illusion is false though.

The fighting power brought about by this is real.

Having experienced such an ambush where the brave wins the battle, the doubts in Meng Chao's heart did not decrease, but instead increased.

Originally, he thought that the Big Horn Legion was just a rabble assembled by the Rat People who were deceived and used when they were desperate. They were not a real army at all, and their combat effectiveness was quite suspicious.

But now it seems that at least the core of the Big Horn Legion, the White Bone Battalion, is a powerful force that surpasses the clan battle groups in many aspects, and even possesses battlefield communication capabilities that surpass Dragon City's level.

And the high-ranking officers and high priests hiding behind horned helmets and mysterious masks.

They were not as simple as ordinary rat people, but rather like professional warriors who had finished their harsh training as soon as they were born.

This is a real army.

Here comes the problem.

Even this army is not enough to conquer Chijin City.

In the history of the previous life, how did it collapse in an instant and nothing remained?