Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

This is a totem beast called "Sword Wolf" by the rat people.

Although it is not too serious a threat to clan warriors wearing totem armor.

But for the rat people who went into the mountains to pick the mandala fruit, they were like hell messengers.

In the "materials" that Meng Chao provided to the ancient dream saint, the young "root" encountered in the forest was the sword wolf.

Unexpectedly, the Saintess of Ancient Dream extracted this "material" and presented it to Meng Chao.

The half of Meng Chao's subconscious mind above the dream clearly saw countless shining golden threads spreading from the body of the ancient dream saint, entwining the sword wolf.

Like manipulating a puppet on a string, the sword wolf puts out all kinds of fangs and claws, hideous and ugly postures, and bursts into a heart-stopping howl.

The half of Meng Chao's subconscious mind in the dream seemed to be terrified, his face was pale, he was dumbfounded, and couldn't recover for a long time.

"Tree roots, don't be afraid, run, my sister will lead this beast away!"

The ancient dream saint in the dream, however, pushed Meng Chao hard and pushed him to a higher place on the hillside.

Afterwards, he picked up a fist-sized stone from the ground, and threw it towards Daolang with all his strength.

This blow, although it failed to smash Daolang's brains.

But it aroused the wrath of the beast.

It screamed strangely, and on its python-like body, sharp scales and bony spurs stood up like poisoned daggers, making a "rustling" sound like a rattlesnake.

The whole body seemed to be inflated in an instant, like a hungry tiger rushing to eat, and like a python swimming, shooting towards the ancient dream saint.

"Run, root, run!"

The ancient dream saint shouted at Meng Chao with all her strength, while she fled to the other side of the forest, and soon disappeared deep in the shrubs and bushes.

Meng Chao felt that there was an invisible force enveloping the half of his subconscious that was deeply trapped in the dream.

It made him run to the top of the mountain in a daze, at the mercy of others.

Until there are stars in my eyes, the sky is spinning, and I am out of breath.

Finally, a cliff appeared in front of it like a fang, standing high towards the void.

Under the cliff, there is a mysterious abyss shrouded in clouds and mist.

Before he could break free from the state of shock.

There was a rustling sound from behind again.

Meng Chao's scalp was numb, and when he looked back, he saw the blood-soaked Saintess of Ancient Dream coming out of the grass.

Her hair and clothes were soaked in sticky scarlet.

Even the eye sockets were covered with criss-cross bloodshots.

Only the teeth were still as white as crystal clear shells. Looking at Meng Chao, he smiled happily.

"Don't worry, my sister has already killed that beast."

The ancient dream saint gasped and said to Meng Chao, "'Leaf', 'Tree Branch', 'Big Voice' and 'Little Ear' are all fine, all the little friends are all fine, although many people died, but there are more people survived!"

This is naturally impossible.

It is absolutely impossible for a girl less than ten years old to kill a totem beast with her bare hands.

But in dreams, people can easily believe anything they want to believe.

No matter how absurd and illogical it may seem to you soberly.

Moreover, Meng Chao felt that in the voice of the ancient dream saintess, there were still strands of psychic ripples that simulated brain waves, trying to interfere with his brain, making him believe in the dream that "all the little friends have been saved" .

Although Meng Chao woke up, he would eventually realize that this was just a dream, and what happened in the dream was not the truth.

But his mind can get a moment or more long-term comfort, and it will not be so painful when he recalls the disaster that led to the annihilation of the villagers when he was a child.

If Meng Chao is really a "tree root".

The ancient dream saint could use this method to give him a bit of "healing" in the dream.

It seems that this pretending saintess is not entirely cruel and ruthless.

This made Meng Chao slightly relieved.

Obviously very eager to decipher the mystery of the "Stone Wall Rune", but still so concerned about the mental state of an ordinary rat warrior.

Perhaps such an ancient dream saint is more suitable to be a mutually beneficial and sustainable development partner than the ambitious and uncontrollable "Jackal" Kanus?

As Meng Chao thought about it, louder and more intense wolf howls came from behind him again.

"Oops, more sword wolves are coming up, it must be the smell of blood on my body that lured them here!"

The face of the ancient dream saint changed, she looked very annoyed.

However, more golden threads were released from behind, stimulating Meng Chao's subconscious mind and making him recall more things after jumping off the cliff without knowing it.

Meng Chao remained calm, deep in his subconscious, the fictitious memory fragments about the bottom of the cliff continued to boil like boiling.

"Sister, even if I die, I don't want to die in Daolang's mouth!"

He took the initiative to grab the wrist of the ancient dream saint.

With a cry, he jumped into the unfathomable void.

The memory fragments in the depths of the brain continued to erupt like a volcanic eruption. This time, without the careful construction of the ancient dream saint, a brand new dream was formed by itself. It was copied by Meng Chao based on the topography of the tiankeng in the foggy realm. What came out looked like an exotic scene on the other side of the Milky Way.

All the flowers, plants and trees seemed to be overexposed, showing a strange and incomparable color.

The tangled vines look like plant-shaped octopuses, crawling and jumping around tree trunks and rock walls.

On the grotesque plants, the grotesque leaves are suddenly stretched to the limit like a bloody mouth, and then rolled into thin and long spikes as hard as iron.

There are also a large number of glowing moss, like colorful and shining creepers, slowly wriggling.

The ancient dream saint was deeply attracted by this incredible scene.

Because the material that makes up this dream is originally real.

At first glance, the plants and fungi that seem extremely strange can form a harmonious and orderly ecological circle. There is no trace of artificial patchwork at all, and the ancient dream saint has not found any flaws.

Meng Chao only added one thing to this dreamland that didn't belong to the Absolute Fog, and seemed a bit abrupt at first glance.

A statue of the horned rat god.

The statue made of rock is about five arms high. The carving technique is simple and clumsy. It doesn't look like it was made by a famous artist, and it doesn't seem like it contains any earth-shattering divine power.

According to Meng Chao's design, this statue has been abandoned at the bottom of the cliff for thousands of years. After countless wind and rain, it has long been eroded and mottled, with countless cracks on the surface, and it is covered by vines and moss For the most part, there are almost no distinctive features, only dozens of big horns that shoot up into the sky on the head, quietly telling its identity.

This was the second test Meng Chao set for the ancient dream saint.

He wanted to know if the ancient dream saint knew the details of the "big horned rat god".

If the ancient dream saint is very clear, the horned rat god does not exist at all, and even if it exists, it is only a warrior of ancient Turanze, not a god with the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

Then, in the depths of the dream that saw the "tree root", a statue of the horned rat god actually appeared near the stone wall rune.

She should be surprised and confused.

Because, no matter what the stone wall rune is, it should not have a half-money relationship with the non-existent horned rat god.

On the contrary, if the ancient dream saint is just an ignorant puppet, she will know nothing about the conspiracy behind the scenes.

Then, in the dream, she should be the most loyal believer of the Horned Rat God just like she appeared in the real world.

Seeing the statue of the horned mouse god, she should not be surprised and confused again, but should be ecstatic and devout worship.

Missed this test for the sake of the ancient dream saint.

Meng Chao also deliberately took a few steps towards the statue of the horned mouse god buried in the moss and vines, pretending to trip over the vines under his feet, and with an "oops", he fell on the hard rock, hitting a big hole on his head. Bag.

"Sister, come and see, what is this?"

Meng Chao covered his head, turned his head and said to the ancient dream saint.

"This is……"

The ancient dream maiden narrowed her eyes, carefully examining the information presented in Meng Chao's dream.

When she saw the dozens of big horns rising from the head of the statue clearly, her heart, which was always as calm as the frozen sea, also had a series of cracks, and a huge surprise spewed out from the cracks.

"This, this is the statue of the Horned Rat God!"

The brainwaves of the Saintess of Ancient Dream, like a blazing flame, kept jumping and spreading.