Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

The little girl couldn't help but open her mouth to hold the heat gushing out from her eye sockets.

Open your arms to welcome the thing wriggling out of the corpse mountain full of flowers and vitality.

"Crack, click, click, click".

The mountain of corpses is constantly wriggling, and there is a sound that is creepy in reality, but pleasant in dreams, at least a hundred times more beautiful than the howling of crows.

Layers of rotting corpses all peeled off, like slowly blooming flower buds.

Exposed inside, crystal clear, radiant, both majestic and warm...

The horned rat god.

That's right, before the little girl's eyes, it was a skeleton statue of a horned mouse god sitting cross-legged, made up of the skeletons of countless relatives, friends and neighbors.

The skull, which seems to be carved from seven-color crystals, is covered with a large number of creeps.

The creeper kept wriggling, spewing out spores, like layers upon layers of colorful gauze.

The sharp bony spurs and horns on the skeleton are diluted, which brings a sense of sharpness.

In the eyes of the little girl, this gigantic statue has an indescribable kindness.

Even in the empty eye sockets, the two balls of dim light that kept beating.

It reminded the little girl of the perennial fire in her stove.

So, when the skeleton statue of the horned rat god stretched out its bony arms towards the top of the little girl's head.

Instead of dodging, the little girl took the initiative to meet her.

After all, in the pale palm of this skeleton, there are also the bones of father and mother.

Let her feel the temperature of her parents for the last time.

"Fear not, my child, the trouble is over."

While gently stroking the little girl's head, the skull statue of the horned rat god told the little girl in a voice mixed with mother's love and father's deep voice, "All the blood that the rat people have shed for thousands of years has condensed into He has opened a road to victory. Now, only one pioneer is needed to convey the will of the rat god to all the rat people, and lead everyone to walk unswervingly on this road, and pass the final test. Push open the door of victory and arrive at a better tomorrow.

"Behind the gate of victory, there is no oppression, no suffering, no disease, and no hunger. All datura trees can bloom the most gorgeous flowers and bear fruitful fruits at the same time.

"The Rat People can roam freely in the ocean of flowers and fruits, be carefree forever, and be happy forever.

"At that time, all the dead will be resurrected, all regrets will be made up for, and all hatreds will be avenged. There will be no more power to make the Rat People lower their noble heads!"

The little girl listened in a daze.

She was too young to understand the meaning of this skeleton statue emerging from the mountain of corpses.

I just heard ignorantly that Mom and Dad still have a chance to come back to me.

——As long as that "beautiful tomorrow" comes.

"However, victory will not come easily. If the Rat People are unable, unwilling, and afraid to fight for themselves, tomorrow will always be tomorrow."

The skeleton statue continued, "The Rat People are about to face their final test, and someone must lead all the Rat People down this road full of thorns and flames.

"Even if you are burnt to death, even if you are poked with holes, even if you bleed dry, no matter how much sacrifice you make, you have to grit your teeth and walk on.

"That person is you, my child.

"You are the one chosen by me.

"You are the one who is destined to lead all the rat people through suffering, to victory, and to create tomorrow.

"You are the commander of the Horned Legion, the spokesperson of the Horned Rat God in Turanze!"

The little girl's face was full of confusion.

I couldn't understand more and more what the skull statue's thunderous sound meant.

The skeleton statue laughed.

The blood-red glare in his eyes danced wildly like a flame with accelerant added.

"Now you, of course, don't understand the mission you shoulder."

The skull statue smiled and said, "It's okay, you don't need to understand, just keep in mind, keep in mind everything you see, and then, in the future suffering and twists and turns, every time you encounter obstacles that you can no longer overcome consciously, think of it." , think of your mission, think of my expectations for you, think of the tomorrow you should lead all the rat people to create!"

Saying that, the skeleton statue gave birth to a huge white palm, and gently lifted the little girl up.

Its hands were put together, like a flower blooming from the bone, wrapping the little girl very tenderly.

The arms stretched higher and higher, gradually sending the little girl up to the clouds.

The black and white plague world below was gradually forgotten.

The dark clouds that have been suppressing the rat people for thousands of years were also torn to pieces by the sharp bones.

Above the dark clouds, the sun was shining brightly, like a magnificent sea of ​​light, constantly setting off golden stormy waves.

The little girl was dumbfounded, staring at the incredible things in front of her eyes.

Every golden wave presents a magnificent and thrilling scene in front of her.

In one of the pictures, she saw herself curled up in a collapsed underground sewage pipe like a garbage bug in a long time later.

It seems that he and his companions will be squeezed into meatloaf by tens of millions of tons of rocks and garbage.

But the light of the horned mouse god enveloped her and all her companions, miraculously preventing the collapse of rocks and rubbish, and winning them a glimmer of life.

In another picture, the little girl saw herself being chased by a hungry wolf in a blizzard, and was about to become a delicacy in the belly of the wolf, and the big horned rat god descended from the sky to help her drive the wolf away. Retrieve a life.

In the third picture, she, who has grown into a girl of sixteen or seventeen, escapes from the clan warriors with a few companions, but inadvertently stumbles into the depths of a valley. Labyrinthine underground caves, discovered the underground ecosystem deep in the caves, and saw a radiant new world.

Based on the underground world, they continue to accept the rat people who are in the same sickness as themselves and are driven to nowhere by their masters.

Their team continued to grow, and more and more rat people knelt down in front of the skeleton statue of the horned rat god, worshiping devoutly.

Finally, they unfurled the banner of "Big Horn Legion", and what the Rat People uttered was no longer helpless sighs and painful groans, but powerful battle cries.

In the fourth picture, there was even a picture of Blackhorn City being blown upside down by a series of methane gas explosions!

That's right, it's the Black Corner City!

On the tower, there are four bloody hoofprints painted on the bloodhoof clan battle flag, burning in the flames.

The furious bull-head warrior, the gnashing wild boar warrior, the furious wild elephant warrior... all appeared in the picture.

Even the streets that were blown to pieces, the ruins that kept collapsing, and several iconic buildings that were still burning in the city of Noire.

They were all exactly the same as in Meng Chao's memory, it was like re-engraving what happened in reality into the depths of the memory of the ancient dream saint!

The fifth picture, the sixth picture... are all scenes of the Bighorn Legion rushing forward, winning every victory, and sweeping across the southern territory of the Golden Clan.

A series of hearty victories that happened in reality all appeared in this strange dream, as if some kind of "prophecy" was projected into the deepest part of the ancient dream saint's heart.

Until the ninth picture.

Finally there is reality that hasn't happened yet.

According to Meng Chao's memory fragments from his previous life, it was something that would never happen.

——The Bighorn Legion broke through the Hundred Blades City.

Meng Chao saw in the picture that after ten days and ten nights of frenzied assault, the raging swarm of rat people finally completely destroyed the southwest wall of Bairen City.

It also destroyed the fighting will of the defenders in the city.

The Ratmen rushed into the White Blade City like a flood that broke a bank, and occupied the entire city before the defenders had time to burn all the arsenals and granaries.

From the arsenal, they found a large number of extremely sharp weapons smeared with beast grease, as well as armor that was light but strong enough to equip three or five battle groups.

And piles of mandala fruits and totem beast flesh and blood.

There is also a secret storehouse full of secret medicines with their seals intact. The quantity is so large that all the warriors who rushed into the White Blade City can jump in and take a quick bath.

The rich loot completely made up for the loss of attacking the Hundred Blades City.

Not only did it solve the most troublesome logistics supply problem of the Bighorn Legion, but it also improved the morale and combat effectiveness of all the rat people in a geometric progression.

The Big Horn Legion has finally reached the end of their journey.

Get ready to sprint to the door of victory.

Between the suffering of the past and the bright future, only the last obstacle remains.

Chijin City.