This statue of the horned rat god carved from ebony also presents a skinny, almost skeletal posture.

The shiny black surface is also glowing with a layer of lavender light, like a flickering purple fire, covering the entire person of the Ancient Dream Saint, and even swallowing it up.

No, this is not ebony.

Rather, it is a kind of material that has been deposited deep in the rock formations for hundreds of millions of years and is deeply moistened by spiritual energy. It is neither gold nor wood, and looks like a living thing.

Meng Chao's heart moved.

He remembered that Ye Zi had told him that the statue of the Rat God enshrined by the Big Horn Legion was divided into different levels such as white jade, bronze, and mithril.

If Meng Chao guessed correctly, the statue in front of him should be the highest-level "Amethyst Statue".

It can implant dreams and beliefs into the deepest and most mysterious areas of the human brain.

Meng Chao hesitated for a moment.

Dreaming is the brain's most unpredictable activity.

He was not sure whether his consciousness could really communicate effectively and intervene after sneaking into the depths of the ancient dream saint's mind.

He also didn't know whether the careerist hiding behind the scenes could sense his presence through this amethyst statue.

In the worst-case scenario, he is likely to be severely suppressed by the furious Ancient Dream Saint in the depths of her dream.

Although this is not all Meng Chao's consciousness.

He is still half conscious, still safely in his body.

But "what happens after humans lose half of their self-consciousness" is such an interesting topic, and Meng Chao really doesn't want to study it as an "experimental subject."

However, there is no turning back when the bow is drawn.

His consciousness has been drawn all the way here by the thoughts of the Ancient Dream Saint.

Just like the fish rushing out together with the flood that bursts the embankment.

It's too late to resist anymore.

He could only be sucked into the forehead of the Saint of Ancient Dreams along with the astronomical amount of ancient information. In a trance of spinning and lightning, he sneaked into the depths of the brain of Saint of Ancient Dreams.

"here it is……"

After barely controlling his splitting headache and strong sense of vomiting, Meng Chao quickly blinked his non-existent eyes and looked around curiously.

He seemed to have really turned into a crystal clear fish.

Wander in a shallow sea that is reflected by the sun and shows magnificent colors.

Surrounded by a large number of shiny things that look like balloons or jellyfish, they open and shrink.

There are also a large number of gold wires connected to these "balloon jellyfish", which continuously transport small flashing light spots into the body of the "balloon jellyfish".

Every small point of light entering the "balloon jellyfish" will cause a gorgeous ripple.

In the ripples, there is a fragmented but all-encompassing picture.

A large amount of sound, light and electricity information rushed towards Meng Chao like a stormy sea.

He instantly understood that this was the memory block in the brain of the Ancient Dream Saint.

The shiny gold threads should be her brain nerves.

The shrinking "balloon jellyfish" are her memory cells.

Meng Chao guessed correctly.

Because the information contained in the ancient runes is so complex and profound that it even has the possibility of being decompressed multiple times.

The Saint of Ancient Dreams wanted to completely extract them from Meng Chao's brain in just one night.

You have to shut down some areas and functions of your brain, and concentrate all your spiritual and mental energy into the memory area.

And it is impossible to 100% scan, monitor and "anti-virus" the copied and transmitted information.

You can only swallow it like a greedy python swallowing an elephant, no matter what, and then slowly digest and absorb it over a long period of time.

Even so, the ancient dream saint's spiritual defense was still riddled with holes by the massive amount of information.

It's like a python that has eaten so much after swallowing an elephant that its belly is as thin as a cicada's wings.

Meng Chao can easily find thousands of loopholes and directly read the memory information of the Ancient Dream Saint - those top secrets that the Ancient Dream Saint would never make public under normal circumstances. At this moment, they are all in the "Balloon Jellyfish"

"It sparkled and jumped, even with the influx of massive ancient information, overflowing the memory block, like a shell washed up on the beach by the tide, and Meng Chao picked it up casually.

On one of the "shells", Meng Chao saw the entire process of a sand table deduction conducted by the senior commanders of the Big Horn Corps.

He saw hundreds of colorful battle flags on the sand table.

Each battle flag represents an elite army and a strong general.

Hundreds of teams from both the enemy and our side gathered at the foot of Bairen City. It was really like a battle cloud was thickening, swords were at war, and all was accomplished in one battle.

The high-ranking commanders of the Big Horn Legion talked loudly, criticized Fang Qiu, and looked like they were sure of victory. This also made those who didn't know full of confidence in the arrival of the final victory.

However, on another piece of "shell", Meng Chao saw empty granaries, charred baggage trucks, and corpses lying on the ground through the perspective of the ancient dream saint.

And he learned a series of information that the front line had never heard of.

It turned out that at the same time that the Big Horn Legion seemed to be advancing with great success, conquering cities and territories, and defeating all the wolf clan's major groups, they were retreating steadily.

However, the wolf commander split the large and bloated second-line battle groups into flexible tactical teams and placed them around the Big Horn Legion's activity area.

The mission is to constantly harass the logistics supply line of the Big Horn Legion, hunt down the baggage trains, or kill a large number of those who have just become attached to the Big Horn Legion, adding more and more wounded to the Big Horn Legion, and consuming food in vain without generating any combat effectiveness.

Redundant personnel.

This kind of "wolf pack tactics" gives full play to the characteristics of wolves that come and go like wind and plunder like fire.

Even if it is only a second-line force among the wolves, it still has a combat advantage when it comes to the Big Horn Legion's baggage trains responsible for transporting food and ordnance.

What's more, their goal is not to annihilate the entire supply train. As long as they can burn all the Big Horn Legion's rations, even if they burn half of them, the mission will be considered successful.

And it is impossible for the Big Horn Legion to deploy a few elites like the "Bone Battalion" from the front line to guard every baggage team on the long logistics supply line.

It is also impossible to rashly leave the area under one's control and go deep into the hinterland of the Golden Clan to hunt down these "wolves" that come and go without a trace.

As a result, the food problem of the Big Horn Legion was more serious than Meng Chao imagined.

In addition to the "sharp blade forged by the Holy Lady of Ancient Dreams" of the White Bone Camp, and the first-line siege troops gathered under the Hundred Blades City.

Many second-line troops deployed on the periphery are approaching the edge of running out of ammunition and food.

A large number of rat rebels who came from all over Turanze to the Golden Clan territory to join the Great Horn Legion were completely out of food on the way.

Many rat rebels could only chew the bark of the Datura tree. Then, because they could not digest it, they lay on the roadside with their bulging bellies and howled, completely losing their fighting power.

Some of the rat rebels also started internal strife because they were at the end of their rope.

There have even been vicious incidents of killing each other and devouring the flesh and blood of the same kind.

There were also some rat rebels who knelt down and prayed together, begging the Great Horned Rat God to give them enough food to keep them hungry and let them persist in finding the main force of the Horned Legion, but they found nothing. In deep despair, they could only ask the people stationed nearby

The clan armed forces surrendered and returned to the yoke of the "rat slave soldiers".

After all, even he is cannon fodder.

Even in the next war, you have to rush to the front of thousands of troops, face the enemy's thousands of troops, and die miserably.

It's better than starving to death now.

The clan armed forces headed by the Wolf Rangers readily accepted the surrender of these rat rebels.

And magnanimously forgave their "betrayal".

He even generously gave them enough food to satisfy their hunger.

The condition is that they continue to march in the direction of the main force of the Great Horn Legion.

Then, he launched an attack on those stinky rats who were determined to go their own way and didn't know how to return, proving their loyalty to their master.

However, it seems that there are not many rangers who come out to execute the "wolf pack tactics" and hunt down the Great Horn Legion's baggage train.

The wolf clan did not send any monitoring troops to monitor these surrendered rat slave soldiers.

We didn't even find a few unruly and unforgivable guys among the surrenderers and behead them to establish their authority.

With a wave of his hand, everyone was released.

He also very considerately prepared food for them that although the soup was light and watery, they would not starve to death on the way.

As a result, most of the rat slave soldiers once again "brought order to order" after leaving the roving area of ​​the wolf rangers and restored the true colors of the rat rebels.

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Chapter completed!