The thing that has more presence than the tiger-headed giant man and his totem armor is the string that wraps from his left arm to his shoulder, then wraps around his chest and waist several times, and extends all the way to his right arm.

of vertebrae.

It was like a skeletal dragon taking control of his body.

The spine, which is as thick as a bowl and has a faint metallic luster, is densely studded with a large number of crystal clear bone spurs, emitting a chilling light.

Along with the steps of the tiger-headed giant, the skeleton's dragon-like spine seemed to be endowed with extremely powerful life, swimming slowly on his body, swallowing light, and baring its teeth and claws.

The two ends of the spine that extended all the way to the ends of the arms spurted out fierce flames three to five meters long, condensing into an unstoppable sword light visible to the naked eye.

Every time the giant tiger-headed man takes a step, the two sword lights will suddenly shine like adding fuel to a fire.

The towering trees with three or five people hugging them all seemed to be unable to withstand the killing intent unleashed by the giant tiger-headed man. They made a "click, click, click" sound, and their branches trembled, shaking off thousands of shattered leaves.

This giant tiger-headed man with astonishing momentum walked up to the "eye" as if there was no one around.

When he raised his right arm, the vertebrae hovering on it began to "click, click, click" and gather together. The gaps between the joints disappeared without a trace, condensing into a handle with a surface as smooth as a mirror, and its edge became more and more arrogant.

The alien giant blade.

The tiger-headed man turned aside the blade and slapped "Eye" on the cheek with the blade gently.

"good!"

The tiger-headed man grinned and said, "Canus, you are such a good dog with a keen sense of smell!"

This sentence shocked Meng Chao, who had peered remotely through the brain of the Ancient Dream Saint.

He finally knew whose visual and auditory signals the Ancient Dream Saint had transmitted to him.

It's Canus the Jackal!

The Ancient Dream Saint actually still maintains a spiritual connection with the Wolf King!

If you think about it carefully, it's not surprising.

When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back into you.

When "Jackal" Canus releases unparalleled brainwaves and remotely controls the brain of the Saint of Ancient Dreams, his brain port is bound to open to the Saint of Ancient Dreams at some level.

After all, the Ancient Dream Saint was a perfect creation created by him.

It was "Jackal" Canus who devoted all his efforts and spared no effort in training to deeply develop the talent of the Saint of Ancient Dreams, making her rise from a lonely wanderer to the leader of the Great Horn Legion.

The Saint of Ancient Dreams is like the incarnation of a certain psychological aspect of "Jackal" Canus.

How can the spiritual connection between two people be completely severed so easily?

I am afraid that this is also the reason why "Jackal" Canus insisted on killing the Saint of Ancient Dreams when he launched an attack. He did not want to leave such a "flaw" that could reach the depths of his brain.

Unfortunately, this "flaw" was saved by Meng Chao.

It was also a blessing in disguise, awakening a more powerful power.

You can turn against the guest, "counterattack" the Wolf King's brain, and steal his visual and auditory signals!

"If I can see and hear everything that Canus the Jackal sees and hears at any time, then..."

Meng Chao's heart moved.

But the next second, he felt his eyes go dark and a stinging pain hit him.

It was as if someone had inserted hundreds of red-hot steel needles into his eyes and ear canals. The pain was so painful that his consciousness could no longer stay in the brain of the Saint of Ancient Dreams, and could only escape back to himself in embarrassment.

in the brain.

"call……"

Meng Chao breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes.

It was discovered that the face of the Saint of Ancient Dreams had gone from burning red to extremely pale in an instant.

The frequency of eye rotation and body trembling has also increased by more than 100% compared to before.

Obviously, he was in a state of extreme pain.

Meng Chao hurriedly rubbed her temples and injected two stable and gentle spiritual energy into her cerebral cortex.

At the same time, he gently pressed her carotid artery to reduce the oxygen supply to the brain and reduce the activity of brain cells. Finally, she fell into a semi-coma state and her tense nerves gradually relaxed.

"It should have been discovered by Canus the Jackal.

“The vigilance of this corpse-eating dog is really extremely high.

"In this case, he should be able to guess that the Saint of Ancient Dreams is not only not dead, but also has the ability to spy on and even stop him.

"Presumably, this will greatly interfere with his plan and force him to use extra thoughts to deal with us, right?

"Then it's time for a head-on confrontation!"

Thinking of this, Meng Chao picked up the Ancient Dream Saint with her eyes closed.

"We must take her with us."

He said to Ice Storm.

The snow leopard female warrior raised her eyebrows like ice blades high.

"Leave her alone and she will die."

Meng Chao explained, "The Saint of Ancient Dreams is the key witness to expose the conspiracy of Canus the Jackal, and she is also the hope of those rat people who are unwilling to give in and are still willing to persist in their dreams.

"Whether we want to convince the Lion King's Horn of Destruction or to occupy a more advantageous position in this game, we must bring her with us.

"Don't worry, I believe she won't become a burden. On the contrary, I have a vague hunch that the Saint of Ancient Dreams is the key to our victory!"

…

Half an hour ago.

Deep in the Holy Mountain of Turan.

A hunting team, mainly composed of tiger masters and wolf warriors, was walking through the mist-shrouded jungle.

"Jackal" Canus, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped in front of a triangular giant rock and let out a long sigh.

For an ambitious conspirator, he looks a bit too thin and delicate.

The hair on his face, which does not have many animalistic features, is much sparser than that of ordinary wolves.

The deeply sunken eye sockets often flash with a melancholy light.

Coupled with his furrowed brows, he seemed to be thinking about questions that he had no answers to all the time.

Compared to the leader who rules the entire wolf clan.

He is more like a poet.

He is still a poor poet who has difficulty finding a true friend and is about to starve to death.

"what happened?"

The giant tiger-headed man with spines wrapped around his body strode up, using himself to block the sky and created a shadow, completely covering the head of "Jackal" Canus.

This giant tiger-headed man is the Tiger King who just won a great victory in the battle between the liger and tiger clans.

The spine that circled around him, like a skeletal dragon, was naturally the "Blade of Fury", a peerless vicious sword refined from the bones of hundreds of clan leaders of the Tiger clan over the past ten thousand years!

At this moment, King Tiger narrowed his eyes, slowly caressed the jagged bone spurs on the murderous knife, and coldly snorted, "Did you take the wrong route?"

Although Tiger King did not draw his sword.

The Wolf King still shuddered deeply.

It was as if his throat had been bitten or even pierced by the fangs of the "Blade of Fury".

"No, no, you're right."

He swallowed hard, but the worry in his eyebrows became more intense, "The last time we went deep into the holy mountain to explore, we took this road. I still remember this very strange-shaped rock. Please look at it, King Tiger.

And the marks I left with the secret medicine can be revealed by burning them with flames.

"The Lion King's exploration team should have taken this route. Didn't we collect a lot of footprints, hair, and quite fresh feces along the way?

"If, if everything goes well, maybe we can catch up with the Lion King's exploration team tonight.

"It's just, it's just..."

He hesitated and his eyes flickered.

"Um?"

The giant tiger-headed man grinned, revealing canine teeth that were sharper than the "Blade of Fury", and said with a half-smile, "Canus, what are you worried about?

"We are worried that even if we can catch up with the 'Horn of Destruction', I am no match for him. Our hunting team will be killed by him, and you will also suffer his most brutal revenge, right?"

Accompanied by the tiger king's ferocious smile.

The "Blades of Fury" wrapped around him made a series of "click-click" sounds, as well as creepy joint friction and collision sounds.

It was as if this skeletal dragon, which contained hundreds of evil souls, was grinning proudly and cruelly.

"No"

"Jackal" Canus was shocked and suddenly broke into a cold sweat. He hurriedly stammered and explained, "The Tiger King has the blessing of the 'Blade of Fury', so he is naturally far better than the Lion King. Otherwise, I wouldn't have told him."

The secret of your holy mountain temple is to side with the stronger and the victor.

"It's just that I'm just worried about things outside.

"You know, although the war between the ligers and the tigers has come to an end, the chaos in the Red Gold City is far from calmed down. There is also the battle to encircle and suppress the Big Horn Legion. Who would have thought that the strength of the rat rebels is so powerful and can defeat the wolves?

All the clan warriors were defeated?

"It just so happens that at this time, we have drawn away a large number of elite soldiers and generals and entered the Holy Mountain to hunt down the Lion King. What if, what if, while we are away, the situation outside becomes turbulent again?"

"I can see that you, a corpse-eating dog, are both afraid of death and greedy, and you don't want to end up in the wolf clan's mess."

The Tiger King looked at the Wolf King with eyes full of sarcasm and contempt.

He spread his fingers and used the force of bone-crushing force to give "Jackal" Canus a heavy slap on the shoulder. At the same time, his tiger claws were deeply embedded in the opponent's flesh, dragging the wolf king like a dead dog.
Chapter completed!