Of course, this does not mean that the totem armor has evil intentions and deliberately disrupts Meng Chao's self-restraint mechanism on dopamine and endorphins.

It can only be said that it is a normal and even necessary treatment method.

After all, Meng Chao had just suffered two heavy blows from the Wild Boar Warrior.

Calculated based on the physical strength of an ordinary clan warrior, even if he was not beaten to death, he would at least be seriously injured.

Not to mention that he couldn't lift his arms at all, even his sternum had burst. Every time he took a breath, he would feel the pain of heart tearing.

In this case, stimulating the body and releasing an excessive amount of happy hormones can not only help him relieve pain and keep calm, but also stimulate the body and release power beyond the limit, which makes it possible to escape death.

That's just like the military doctors of the Earth's army who would inject morphine into seriously injured people when they temporarily lacked medical conditions.

Saving lives is the most important thing. As for whether to become addicted or not, that is a question that needs to be considered after surviving.

"So, the totem armor is equipped with a very advanced medical system, which can stimulate the owner's central nervous system and endocrine system, release excessive amounts of happy hormones, and help the owner relieve pain and heal injuries?

"It's just that the Turan civilization doesn't seem to have any spiritual secrets that can inhibit the secretion of happy hormones and maintain normal thresholds.

"In this way, when a clan warrior puts on the totem armor and fights continuously, and stimulates an excessive amount of dopamine and endorphins during the battle, not only will he not feel pain, he can even learn from the pain.

Get pleasure, and gradually become addicted to this pleasure, unable to extricate yourself.

"It only takes three or five battles, no, if the dose is large enough, he will become addicted to fighting after just one battle!"

Just like the wild boar warrior in front of me.

Meng Chao noticed that because of the wild boar warrior's attack, every muscle in his body was trembling at high speed, and wisps of white smoke gradually emerged from the thick hair.

It's like an overloaded killing machine.

His small red bean eyes exuded a turbid light, and he gasped excitedly from deep in his throat. His expression was half ferocious and half crazy.

Every heavy blow from the meteor hammer would cause his facial features to twitch violently, and his eyes to become more and more crazy.

It was as if he was not interested in victory or defeat or even life and death at all, he was just addicted to the "battle" itself.

Meng Chao didn't know whether there were information flows and sound and light effects similar to his own in the wild boar warrior's vision.

Every time the meteor hammer hits the target, there will be sparkling golden light and arc-shaped cuneiform characters popping out from the eyes of the wild boar warrior, jumping and shining crazily.

Will the operating system of the totem armor transform into the appearance of the Boar Warrior's most admired ancestor or his favorite female warrior, cheering for him, encouraging him to fight bravely and constantly upgrade?

Could it be that every ravine in his cerebral cortex has long been filled with boiling dopamine and endorphins, so that in his life, there is only killing, conquest and destruction, and anything other than this is impossible.

It didn't arouse the slightest interest in him.

Therefore, it is the Wild Boar Warrior who controls the totem armor and fights.

Or does the totem armor firmly control the wild boar warrior?

Meng Chao sighed in his heart.

This fight should end.

With a flash of his body, his speed suddenly increased five times, and he dodged another bombardment of the meteor hammer like a ghost. He only used the toes of his left foot to lightly tap on the spikes of the meteor hammer, standing tall in front of the wild boar warrior.

The Wild Boar Warrior succeeded with several consecutive heavy blows, thinking that the "weak" little dwarf in front of him would turn into flesh in the next hammer blow.

Unexpectedly, the meteor hammer was stepped on by Meng Chao and fell into ruins. He couldn't help but be shocked and angry.

He growled lowly and tried to take back the meteor hammer.

The chain suddenly stretched straight.

Unexpectedly, Meng Chao, who was walking on flat ground on the straight chain, suddenly flew from the meteor hammer to the wild boar warrior.

With a slight tap of the toe, a flexible but continuous force poured into the chain.

The chain suddenly changed direction and curled up like a python that had been shocked.

The meteor hammer lost control and hit the wild boar warrior's own face hard.

The wild boar warrior was frightened and hurriedly shrank his head to dodge.

Meng Chao took the opportunity to use his feet to hook and pick up, and hooked most of the chain into his hand.

And he was already flying like an eagle, flying over the head of the wild boar warrior and flying behind this huge beast.

"Bang bang!"

Meng Chao's iron knee hit the wild boar warrior hard below the cervical spine and in the center of his back.

The wild boar warrior was in pain, and his head that had just been retracted involuntarily stretched out.

Meng Chao took the opportunity to wrap the chain around his neck, cross it behind him, and spin it several times like a crocodile's death roll before exerting force.

The chain immediately embedded itself deeply into the wild boar warrior's neck.

The wild boar warrior's eyes popped out, and the bloodshot threads inside them were broken.

He struggled desperately, but due to lack of oxygen and panic, his strength leaked wildly, and he was unable to compete with the ancient ferocious beast-like power contained in Meng Chao's seemingly thin body.

He reluctantly pulled out the sword slung across his waist and stabbed behind him, trying to hit Meng Chao.

But his body, which was as broad as an iron wall, created obstacles for his attacks.

Meng Chao was hiding in the middle of his back, between two bulging muscles, just in a blind spot. Unless the wild boar warrior also had the blood of an octopus or a squid, he could turn his arms into joints without any joints, and could move 360 ​​degrees at will.

The bent tentacles, otherwise, would never be poked.

At this moment, Meng Chao's body was still secreting a large amount of dopamine and endorphins.

The "system assistant" who appeared in the form of "Lü Siya" also blinked his scarlet eyes, and his green hair danced wildly like a poisonous snake, twisting his thrilling and graceful body, cheering for Meng Chao, encouraging him to show no mercy.

With a little more strange force, the wild boar warrior can be completely killed.

As everyone knows, Meng Chao changed the appearance of the "system assistant" to look like the witch "Lu Siya" just to remind himself at all times that he must not be bewitched by the totem armor and indulge in the pleasure of killing, and gradually become a

A slave to murderous intent.

It's humans who control the weapons.

Rather than weapons controlling humans.

Outside of Dragon City, Meng Chao didn't mind killing anyone to achieve his goal.

But just like what he said to Ye Zi, he doesn't like to be controlled by killing intent or any force and carry out unnecessary killings.

Nor will killing be regarded as the only solution.

"Lie down!"

Meng Chao roared, his legs suddenly exerted force, and with a twist of his waist and hips, he lifted up the four-meter-tall wild boar warrior using his shoulders as a fulcrum, and threw him cleanly over his shoulder.

boom!

The wild boar warrior smashed into the depths of the ruins.

The ruins that had just collapsed once collapsed a second time.

His arms and legs were bent toward the opposite joints in weird ways.

A large ball of white foam spurted out from the blood-filled mouth with protruding fangs.

The bulging eyeballs gradually shrank back, and the eyes that originally exuded a turbid light were a little unfocused, as if the fragile brain was still colliding back and forth in the hard skull and falling into a severe concussion.

Fortunately, his chest was still rising and falling slightly.

Shrinking, Meng Chao loosened his chains, and a large amount of oxygen poured into his lungs along the pig's nose, causing the heart of this thick-bodied advanced orc, which was bigger than a watermelon, to start beating again.

"Believe me, for you and most of the high-level orcs, the totem armor is too dangerous - such advanced black technology individual equipment, you who have long been degraded to the clan era, cannot grasp it at all!"

Meng Chao said to the wild boar warrior who was foaming at the mouth and falling into a coma, "Let me take your place and bear this danger!"

Click! Chi!

He ripped off the Wild Boar Warrior's armor.

At this time, the smoke and dust around the pit gradually dispersed, and the vision of the clan warriors became clear again.

However, Meng Chao had already completely gutted the three clan warriors who had been knocked down one after another. Not to mention the totem armor, he had not even spared the scraps of the high-energy food they carried with them.

Then, before the last dust settled, he escaped into the slums.

At this moment, all the rat people in the slum have fled.

The fierce battle between clan warriors has also entered a fierce state.

Everyone's eyes were red with blood, with only two small holes left. They could only see the opponent in front of them. They never imagined that there was a third party, dormant in the darkness.

Just in time for Meng Chao to take advantage of the situation and fish in troubled waters, he knocked down seven clan warriors one after another, dragged them into a corner, raised and lowered their hands, and did whatever he wanted.

You should know that not all clan warriors are qualified to equip totem armor.

For local vassal families, being able to equip half-body armor, even just a pair of goggles or shoulder pads, is a very powerful character.

Meng Chao attacked ten totem warriors in succession.

Finally, both sides in the melee realized something was wrong.

However, they did not think about it in the direction of "the snipe and the clam compete with each other, and the fisherman will benefit".

I thought the other party had invited a ruthless master with no moral ethics.
To be continued...