After passing through several groups of soldiers, a burning fortress appeared in front of them.

The rebels seemed to be in a frenzy. They piled dozens of tents together and burned them to the ground. They used the flames to dispel the fear in the darkest hour before dawn and keep themselves awake so as not to fall into the nightmare of the zombie rat god.

go.

Surrounding the flames were densely packed with snarling human heads.

The road was blocked for hundreds of meters in front and back, and it would have been possible to leap across it without a worg leaping.

It's time to show your true strength.

Meng Chao shouted violently, and his whole body was filled with energy, like layers of blood flames, spurting out from thirty-six thousand pores.

Not only did the warg under his crotch let out a heart-rending howl, but his size expanded again, and his speed also surged to the limit, as if he had transformed from a ferocious beast of flesh and blood into a rumbling, speeding train.

The soldiers who were slapped in the face by the bloody flames felt like they were struck by lightning. Driven by their survival instinct, they involuntarily retreated, trembled, fell to sit down, or simply lay on the ground.

In the middle of the chaotic whirlpool, a road suddenly split.

Meng Chao and Ice Storm marched straight in, smashing through the burning fortress.

The ice storm took the opportunity to spread a blur of ice mist, covering the hot brains of the rebels and helping to cool down their overloaded brains.

There were only bursts of "chichi" sounds coming from all around, and large clouds of thick steam emerged from the heads of the rebel soldiers, turning the burning camp into a sweltering bathhouse.

I hope that this kind of cooling can calm down the rebels in time and save their lives!

In this way, Meng Chao and Ice Storm followed the same pattern and cooperated seamlessly, and soon the whirlwind broke through a fortress.

Wherever the two men went, almost all the fortresses were shaken and fell into chaos.

No one knows what will happen to the Great Horn Legion after dawn.

Naturally, no one has the mood or ability to intercept the vicious Meng Chao and Ice Storm.

According to the picture Meng Chao saw before following the brain waves and sneaking into the brain of the Ancient Dream Saint.

They quickly found the strange-looking stone forest.

Moistened by the underground spiritual veins for hundreds of millions of years, and continuously shaped by the magnetic field of the planet in another world, the stone forest in the other world is more majestic and spectacular than the karst landforms on the earth.

Hundreds of stone pillars, like dragons soaring into the sky from the abyss of the earth, are stretching their bodies, baring their teeth and claws, and roaring. They are struck by the enemy's petrification magic and are forever frozen in the most majestic and ferocious moment.

Especially in the dark night, when you rush into the stone forest unexpectedly, you really feel like you have entered a "foreign world outside of another world".

The reason why the Ancient Dream Saint chose this stone forest as her base camp.

It's because there are enough stone pillars here and they are tall enough.

As long as a special device is deployed on the top of the stone pillars and a priest is arranged to meditate on it, each stone pillar can be turned into an antenna with extremely high signal strength.

Not only can she receive the instructions she received from the great horned rat god, Canus the "Jackal".

She can also transform these instructions into "revelation from the Great Horned Rat God", and through her dream-making ability, spread to every Horned Legion camp within a hundred miles.

At this moment, these "antennas" should bring hope and strength.

But it has turned into a source of chaos that spreads terror and despair.

Even though he was only half a mile away, Meng Chao could feel with his pineal gland behind his eyebrows when he closed his eyes that the entire stone forest was "burning" on some level.

Although there was no open flame visible to the naked eye.

However, there are a large number of psychic ripples that simulate ultra-high compression brain waves, passing through the device at the top of the stone forest and the brain of the priest sitting cross-legged inside the device, shooting into the sky like a volcano erupting.

Then receive feedback from the sky that is ten times more powerful and informative.

This confirmed Meng Chao's guess.

This is more than just the headquarters of the Great Horn Legion.

It is an ancient and advanced "battlefield information exchange base station".

At this moment, the entire base station has been hijacked by the "Jackal" Canus hiding in the darkness, through the "nightmare virus" that has been implanted in the brains of the Ancient Dream Saint and many high-level priests.

Those responsible for guarding the base camp should theoretically be the most elite warriors in the entire Big Horn Legion.

But because they were closest to the "antenna" and were most affected by the "fear bomb", many people, even if they stayed awake all night and remained awake and vigilant, saw in a trance the entire process of the Great Horned Rat God's fall, expansion, decay, and festering.

Under great stimulation, these battle-hardened elites fell into chaos like hastily assembled second-line troops.

This is beneficial to Meng Chao and Ice Storm.

As he rushed into the stone forest in a whirlwind, he was not intercepted by guards or patrols.

In fact, because a large number of wargs were captured in the previous battles, the elite of the White Bone Battalion was almost fully equipped with cavalry, and each warrior could even be equipped with two to three wargs.

When the nightmare strikes, both the rat people and the wargs become insane and go crazy.

In the stone forest, there is also a horrible mess with wolves running like pigs and blood flowing like rivers.

Not only did a large number of wargs break their shackles and escape from their cages, they wandered in the stone forest in groups. When they encountered the elite rat people who were alone, they swarmed up and tore and devoured them.

There are also many elite rat people who can no longer control the totem armor in their bodies after their spiritual defenses collapsed and they completely lost their minds.

The liquid-like metal substances that had been dormant in their bodies all spewed out from their seven orifices and even every pore like wildly growing hyphae and vines.

But it did not follow the shape of the totem structure and condense into a mighty and indestructible armor.

Instead, after squeezing and devouring their flesh, flesh and even bones, they twisted, deformed, and swelled, turning into grotesque pieces of murderous art.

These elites of the Bone Camp have all become half-human, half-metal origin warriors.

From behind the squirming metal mask, his empty eyes widened, searching for all the living creatures around him.

Whether it is a warg, a former comrade, or even a high-ranking saint.

In their brains, which were devoured by nightmares and refilled with liquid metal-like substances, there was no difference.

They are all prey that can be devoured and turned into fuel for them to continue killing.

"It's the origin warrior..."

Meng Chao had a severe headache.

There are not many strong men in the Great Horn Legion who possess totem armor.

Many of the patchwork second-line troops don't even have a totem warrior.

Therefore, Meng Chao had not thought at first how much harm the remotely detonated "fear bomb" would cause.

No one knows better than him how dangerous the so-called "Totem Armor" is.

To put it bluntly, this kind of ultimate individual black technology combat system that integrates liquid metal technology, space folding technology, artificial intelligence technology, automatic cruise and even killing technology, which can be called a humanoid carbon-based intelligent life form, is far from being degraded.

Things that Turan people in the clan age can and should master.

Let the high orcs breed totem armor.

It is equivalent to letting a seven- or eight-year-old child master a fully automatic rifle that is fully loaded with bullets and the safety is turned on.

If this child had just had a nightmare, was greatly stimulated, and was in a trance...

No, the totem armor is more dangerous than a fully automatic rifle loaded with bullets, a hundred times more dangerous.

In a sense, Meng Chao felt that the totem armor was even more dangerous than nuclear weapons.

Even if nuclear weapons can destroy the entire world.

But after all, it has no thought and no free will. It is just a piece of equipment that is absolutely controlled by the nuclear button.

As for the totem armor, even if it does not have "thoughts" in the true sense.

At least, it possesses an extremely strong will to kill that was implanted by the ancient Turan people tens of millions of years ago and is almost impossible to tamper with or erase.

Even under normal circumstances, it is not easy for clan warriors who have received strict training since childhood to control the totem armor in their bodies.

Therefore, they need to use gladiatorial arenas, games of the brave, and real wars from time to time to vent the desire to kill deep in their hearts that is stirred up by the totem armor.

Only in this way can we maintain a weak spiritual defense line and avoid completely falling into the abyss of killing.

The totem armor fragments of the elite rat people were all obtained through abnormal channels.

While their combat power surged forward, their blood vessels were filled with the flames of anger, and their nerves were filled with the lightning of hatred. They did not have the time, patience or channels to learn how to control the totem armor.

So, when the ancient dream saint fell into chaos in her brain and released the mysterious instructions from the darkness.
Chapter completed!