In the end, the entire splendid city was covered by an overwhelming number of skeleton rats, and turned into a city of bones under the gaze of the Great Horned Rat God.

When Meng Chao broke free from the terrifying dream, he realized that he had encountered a new round of "information implantation".

And around him, the rat people who woke up one after another also let out one after another exclamations of surprise.

Compared with those dreams in the past, "the big horned rat god descended from the sky, and the big horned army was majestic".

This time, through the spiritual secrets of the priests, the amount of information implanted deep in the brains of the rat people has undoubtedly been enriched a hundred times.

Not only has the picture become clearer, but the two pupils in the strange girl's eyes, the wounds on her body that were severely torn by the thorn whip, and the "rustling" sounds made by the bones of the skeleton rats colliding and rubbing against each other are all vivid in my mind.

The eyes, like a flash flood, hit the brains of the rat people, leaving an extremely deep impression on people.

Moreover, the battles in dreams are also layered and logical, not as confusing as ordinary dreams.

Until he woke up, Meng Chao's ears were still filled with the song played by the strange girl on the bone flute. It seemed very brisk in the dream, and when he was awake, he recalled it, accompanied by the "click" sound of bones rubbing, and some creepy tunes.

The amount of information that ordinary rat people receive is not as rich as Meng Chao.

Some people only saw the overwhelming appearance of skeleton rats.

Some people's dreams are completely occupied by the four pupils of a strange girl.

Some people's vision was compressed to a very small size, and they could only see the scene of jackals, tigers and leopards running away in panic, only to be overtaken and devoured by the tide of skeleton rats.

Some people's consciousness even seemed to be attached to a skeleton rat in a dream. From the perspective of the skeleton rat, they saw the whole process of how they conquered and destroyed that magnificent city.

However, no matter how much they saw.

That tune, which sounded like bones rubbing against each other and skeletons dancing, set off an earth-shattering storm in everyone's mind.

As everyone started talking and the priest gave some advice, the meaning contained in this brand new "revelation of the Great Horned Rat God" was also interpreted in detail.

That splendid city is naturally the main city of the Golden Clan, the Red Gold City, which is the center of power of the entire Tulanze and is located at the foot of the Holy Mountain.

The overwhelming tide of skeleton rats is the symbol of the Great Horn Legion.

That strange girl who was born with different appearances, with two pupils growing in each eyeball, is the leader of the Great Horned Legion and the spokesperson of the Great Horned Rat God in the human world, the Saint of Ancient Dreams.

In the end, when the tide of skeleton rats flooded the golden city, the wolves, tigers and leopards who fled hastily symbolized the rulers of the Golden Clan, and they were also the supreme rulers of the entire Turan Ze in the past tens of millions of years.

When all the symbolic elements are combined, the Great Horned Rat God tells the faithful believers through dreams to muster up your courage. Ahead is the Red Gold City. Under the leadership of the Saint of Ancient Dreams, the humble rat people of the past will surely conquer.

This glorious city that will never fall has become the new owner of Turanze!

If it was a month ago.

Someone told the Rat People such a ridiculous prophecy.

I'm afraid even the rat people who like to daydream would sneer at it.

However, after experiencing the subversion of Black Corner City, the fall of the border towns of the Golden Clan, and the defeat of the Wolf Clan war group.

The morale of the rat people has already been extremely high.

They are full of unconditional and unlimited trust in the supreme power of the Great Horned Rat God.

Now that those seemingly ridiculous dreams in the past have all become reality.

Is there any problem with the infinitely glorious victory predicted in this new dream?

"We have captured a large area in the southern part of the Golden Clan, and the main force of the Big Horn Legion has also defeated the wolf clan group that came to encircle and suppress it. It seems that it will not be long before we attack the Red Gold City!

"Since the wolf clan can be defeated by us continuously, and even such powerful men as the Nightless Ones have been killed by us, how much stronger can the lions and tigers be than the werewolves?

"No matter how powerful the enemy is, under the protection of the Great Horned Rat God, we are invincible!"

The fanatical brains of the rat people have been lost, or in other words, they have never had the ability to think rationally from the moment they ignited the raging flames and determined to fight their fate to the end.

There had been no large-scale war for fifty years, which not only caused the samurai class to underestimate the scale and resistance of the rat people.

It also caused the rat people to lose their due respect for the warrior class, especially the strongest among the clan warriors.

After all, as servants and slaves, the samurai they usually come into contact with are all generals from major families.

And even if these shrimp soldiers and crab generals were whipping the rat people carelessly, it was impossible for them to use their full strength.

Just as extraordinary beings are divided into "earth realm, heaven realm and divine realm", there are three realms and nine stars, and there is a huge difference between one star and nine stars.

A "Team Level" clan warrior who has just passed the coming-of-age ceremony and was awarded a fragment of a totem armor.

Carrying nine layers of characteristics, the form of the totem armor can change several times in a row, and it can literally be a "war group-level" clan leader who can defeat a thousand people with one horse.

There is no difference between strength and weakness, nor do they seem to be creatures from the same planet.

If anything, the former's attack was like a whistling bullet.

Then, the latter's attack is simply like a train gun with the largest caliber, loaded with maximum ammunition and full firepower.

The Rat People have never seen the rumbling roar of train guns.

There is no due respect for the truly strong.

They were all passionately interested in the unprecedented feat of "capturing the Red Gold City".

Of course, not all rat rebels are qualified to participate in this greatest battle that has taken place in Turanze for thousands of years.

The appearance of the Ancient Dream Saint in their dreams was undoubtedly a clear signal from the Great Horned Rat God to them that they had been chosen!

The rat people around Meng Chao were all ecstatic.

I wish I could spread my wings and fly to the Red Gold City today, just as predicted in the dream, flood the Red Gold City and devour all the wolves, tigers and leopards.

Over the next few days, this dream occurred repeatedly.

All the rat people were deeply impressed by their leader, "The Saint of Ancient Dreams".

During the day, a steady stream of good news, coupled with the advocacy of the officers and priests, made them understand what a magical and powerful existence the Saint of Ancient Dreams was.

It is said that before receiving the blessing of the Great Horned Rat God, the Saint of Ancient Dreams was just an ordinary daughter of the rat people.

As everyone saw in the dream, she was thinner than most of the rat people, did not have any magical power, and did not even have her own home. When she was born, her hometown suffered a terrible disaster.

Due to the plague, everyone including her parents died, and she was left alone to wander around, traveling through countless villages and towns, and her footprints were all over the territories of the five major clans.

No one knows how she survived. It was around that time that datura fruits, which can be found everywhere in the wild, saved her life.

But the good times did not last long. Not long after, she was captured by the wolf warriors and was responsible for herding the wargs.

The warg is the mount of the wolf warriors.

Although the wolves have the talent to come and go like wind and plunder like fire.

But their sharp claws are designed for killing, but they are not good at traveling long distances.

Therefore, the ancestors of the wolf clan merged the characteristics of wild wolves and draft horses, and developed wargs that were half horse and half wolf.

This artificial creature greatly improves the wolf warriors' ability to run long distances.

Of course, it also needs a lot of food and even flesh and blood to feed it.

Herding wargs is an extremely dangerous job.

Because wargs with violent temperaments usually don't understand the difference between shepherds and food.

Masters are also happy to see wargs often using the shepherd's flesh and blood to lubricate their fangs and claws.

In order to maintain a high degree of ferocity, on the battlefield, they can follow the master's rhythm and perform a graceful dance of killing together.

Shepherds are consumables and usually do not survive more than three to five months in a pack of wolves, so they need to be replenished from time to time.

The Saint of Ancient Dreams at that time was only a child in her early ten years.

Fortunately, even the wargs disliked this scrawny child, not enough to fill the gap between their teeth, and dismissed her.

Unfortunately, although she did not become food for the adult wargs, she became a toy for the warg pups.

The wargs, who were just born, learned how to pounce, tear and gnaw from her.

It also turned her into a broken bloody doll again and again.

No one knows how she survived this time.

Just like no one knows how the baby Saint of Ancient Dreams escaped from the hell on earth after a plague broke out in her hometown and all her relatives died.

People can only guess that when the Saint of Ancient Dreams was covered in bruises and dying, she was huddled in a corner and sent out her most devout prayers to all the gods she had heard of and unheard of.

In the surging sea of ​​blood formed by the blood of hundreds of millions of rat people, the Great Horned Rat God, who had been sleeping for thousands of years, finally woke up and gave his poor child the strongest response.

What happened next.

All are miracles.

It is said that the Saint of Ancient Dreams disappeared without a trace on a starless night.

At dawn the next day, when the masters came to the bloody pasture where the wargs were grazing, all they saw were broken corpses all over the ground, and skeletons that had been chewed up to the ground, with not even half a shred of flesh left.

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Of course, they are all the corpses and skeletons of wargs.

It is said that the Saint of Ancient Dreams wandered in the wilderness, and entered towns and villages one after another, looking for the rat people who were bullied like her and who were worse off than dead. She stared into their eyes and told them that "the great horned rat god has awakened."
Chapter completed!