Of course, whether it is holding the thigh of the future King of Turan, Canus the "Jackal".

Or pretend to hug "Jackal" Canus' thigh, and then look for an opportunity to kill him.

The prerequisite is to find him first.

Based on the memory fragments of his previous life, Meng Chao pushed back the timeline and found that the current "Jackal" Kanus should still be the leader of the wolf clan, waiting for the powerful lions and tigers in the "Red Gold City", the main city of the Golden Clan.

of dispatch.

This is why Meng Chao is eager to go to Chijin City.

However, if you think about it carefully, since "Jackal" Canus is about to command the wolf army and embark on a journey to suppress the "Big Horn Rebellion".

It seems that it is also a feasible option to first contact the believers of the Great Horned Rat God, or even sneak into the Horned Rebel Army and wait for "Jackal" Canus to come to your door?

By the way, when analyzing the situation in Turanze and looking for potential partners in the Turan civilization, the Rat People's Rebel Army also came into Meng Chao's sight.

However, although Meng Chao was very sympathetic to the rat people, including Ye Zi, who had been oppressed and ravaged for thousands of years.

I also agree that the rat people who can't bear it have the natural power to rise up.

They are even willing to help rat people like Ye Zi to get rid of those "clan masters" who are sitting on their necks and domineering.

But the combat effectiveness of the Rat People's Rebel Army is really too weak.

In the history of wars on the ancient earth, people who were desperate and inspired by fanatical superstition lacked professional skills and equipment, and had no unified program and strict organization. They just wanted to rise up for a while, but often they could not escape.

The consequences of spin-off and spin-out.

The best ending is to make wedding clothes for others.

The rebel army may destroy an old dynasty.

But I have no ability to create a new world.

The final fruits of victory are often usurped by powerful ministers, warlords, and careerists like Canus the Jackal.

This is even more true in alien worlds where the influence of individual combat power on the entire civilization is far greater than that of Earth.

Compared with the clan warriors, the combat effectiveness of the rat servants is extremely weak.

Even though the number of the Rat People's Rebel Army is dozens of times that of the clan warriors, they still have the courage to fight forward and face death as if they are home.

In the face of the killing skills and totem armor that have been passed down for thousands of years, the result of a moth flying into the flame is just a moth flying into the flame.

Anyway, Meng Chao remembered that the "Big Horn Rebellion" in his previous life would be completely quelled by "Jackal" Canus within a year or two.

The Horned Rat God cannot be Turanze's savior.

Naturally, there is nothing he can do to help Meng Chao reverse the fate of Dragon City.

"Anyway, let's first find an opportunity to get in touch with the believers of the Horned Rat God and the Rat People's Rebel Army. Let's see if they have anything else besides their fanatical beliefs and the daydreams of the 'Sixth Clan'.

, a place worth cooperating with.”

Meng Chao made up his mind and returned to the Blood Skull Arena.

At this time, the Blood Skull Arena was like a chaotic military camp with many clan warriors.

They were all defeated in the "Game of the Brave" by the gladiators from the Bloodskull Arena and directly affiliated with Kasava Bloodhoof. According to the promise and tradition, they joined the newly formed "Bloodskull Chapter" and swore an oath.

A guy who is loyal to Kasava Bloodhoof.

However, after they had just experienced thrilling battles on the streets and returned to the Blood Skull Arena to rest, they seemed to still be immersed in the extreme pleasure caused by excessive secretion of dopamine and endorphins.

Either they were drinking and gambling in groups, or they had just swallowed a large amount of mandala fruits and totem beast flesh and blood, and were meditating and regulating their breaths.

But no one paid attention to Meng Chao, a "little character" who snuck in secretly against the wall.

As for the rat militia soldiers, except for Meng Chao, no one dared to run to the murderous streets to seek death in the chaotic "Game of the Brave".

They all gathered in the Blood Skull Arena and consciously conducted ultra-intense training, waiting for the final reorganization of the "Blood Skull Chapter".

When Meng Chao arrived at the "Ace Training Ground" of Ice Storm, the female Snow Leopard Warrior had already returned here before him.

Judging from the many changes, the "Mithril Reaper" has become sharper and sharper, the swirling lines on the surface have become more detailed and gorgeous, and even the killing intent has become more cold and suffocating...

Ice Storm will definitely achieve great results in "Game of the Brave".

However, when their eyes collided, it was Ice Storm who sparkled with even more curiosity.

The female snow leopard warrior waved her paw gently.

The door to the Ace Training Ground automatically closed behind Meng Chao, closed it tightly, and bolted it.

And a thick ice shell quickly grew.

It's like a completely enclosed ice cave.

"How many totem armor fragments have you obtained?" Ice Storm asked impatiently.

Meng Chao pondered for a moment.

Since the two sides still want to cooperate, it is impossible for him not to tell his temporary ally even a single card.

For high-level orcs who worship the strong, it is also necessary to show a certain degree of strength.

Besides, they are just a few fragments of the lowest-level totem armor, so there is no need to hide them.

Regarding the secrets of the Totem Armor, he still had a lot to ask Ice Storm for advice.

Thinking of this, Meng Chao put his right index finger and middle finger together, gently placed them between his eyebrows, and used a special ray of brain waves to activate the high-frequency oscillation of the life magnetic field, awakening the totem armor dormant in his body.

"Whoosh!"

A large amount of liquid metal-like substance was rapidly secreted from 36,000 pores, covering every inch of skin including fingers and toes at a speed visible to the naked eye, and solidified into a rippling metallic luster, but with

Bioactive gorgeous armor.

After fusing a large number of fragments, the totem armor at this moment completely lost the huge, heavy, and arrogant style unique to the Bloodhoof family when it was just snatched from Big Buck.

There are almost no sharp or abrupt spots on the matte black armor, and there are extremely smooth arcs everywhere, like pieces of solidified black waves.

The relief of the bull's head on the breastplate has also been highly abstracted to the point where only a pair of scarlet eyes and two large sharp horns remain.

I have to say that there is something chilling about this totem armor, and that is the four arc-shaped sharp blades extending from the elbows and knees.

The four scimitars, as thin as cicada wings, originally fit tightly into the grooves at the joints of the armor.

But as long as Meng Chao bends his elbows and knees and exerts a little force, they can pop out like the fangs of ancient ferocious beasts, cutting into the smallest gaps between the hardest bones of the enemy at lightning speeds.

No, there are actually more than four sharp blades.

There are actually six shorter and sharper thin blades embedded in the inside of the palm, toes and heels.

It's just that Meng Chao, who has always been very low-key, doesn't feel the need to show off.

But even such a low-key totem armor shocked the Snow Leopard female warrior.

"You, you actually fused all the armor fragments on the spot and directly fused them into a full-body armor?"

Ice Storm was stunned.

Of course she knew what Meng Chao was going to do.

But she still thought that even if Meng Chao could successfully pull off a dirty trick, kill a sap and steal a few armor fragments.

He must return to the Blood Skull Arena obediently and slowly fuse under her supervision.

An outsider who comes into contact with the totem armor for the first time can swallow so many armor fragments in one go and condense them directly into a full-body armor with such a unified and distinctive style.

Moreover, he still retains his clear thinking and stable mind, and his mind was not taken away by the totem armor.

This shows that his willpower is far stronger than the evil spirits contained in these armor fragments put together.

Anyway, whether in the Golden Clan or the Bloodhoof Clan, Ice Storm has never seen such an incredible guy.

"You, what kind of monster are you!"

Ice Storm couldn't help but marvel, "Don't you feel that every time you fuse a totem armor fragment, a large number of killing scenes and messy information will flood into your brain, and it will almost burst your brain?"

Meng Chao shrugged.

He can probably guess why the high-level orcs can't swallow too many armor fragments at one time.

Because the brains of high-level orcs are too small.

Perhaps their brain capacity is almost the same as that of people on Earth.

According to their gigantic stature, if magnified in equal proportions, there are even more people than there are on earth.

But things like wisdom, will, and spiritual resistance are never simply and crudely measured by the amount of brain capacity.

The once glorious Turan civilization has been in decline for a long time.

Today's advanced orcs all grew up in a relatively simple and even isolated environment.

This is true even for the so-called military aristocrats.

There is no Internet, no games, no TV movies or radio broadcasts, and even books are very few.

Even for the orc priests who claimed to have wisdom as deep as the sea and could communicate with ancestral spirits, Meng Chao doubted how many of their brain cells had been used?

From this perspective, the advanced orcs are like pieces of "pure and flawless" white paper.
To be continued...