There was a sound of metal tearing like a mechanical failure inside the wild boar warrior.

The arms that were tightly wrapped in the totem armor and raised high suddenly bent at least 120 degrees at a very weird angle in the direction of the anti-joints.

"Click, click"!

The boar warrior's elbow joint exploded.

Bai Sensen's broken bones poked out.

The wrist guards and arm guards made of condensed liquid metal not only failed to protect, but instead re-liquefied, like metal tentacles, scrambling to get into the wound, scurrying under the skin, and turning into the sharpest steel.

The needle tore the skin and came out along with the bone fragments.

The Boar Warrior's roar turned into a scream.

There was always the pride of a winner on his face.

Deep in his eyes, there was a flood of fear.

This fear stimulated the totem armor to lose control further.

The shoulder pads, arm guards, wrist guards, and breastplate were all reshaped into sharp blades with sharp edges pointing inward, ruthlessly tearing at his flesh and blood, chewing his bones, and devouring his internal organs.

Six Fu organs.

There were bursts of exclamations from the audience.

But under the barrier of the iron cage, no one dared to come on stage rashly and touch such a weird monster.

The limbs of the wild boar warrior were entangled and broken by tentacles condensed from liquid metal.

He was rolling on the ground in pain, but he didn't have the slightest strength to resist.

Even his throat was quickly filled with liquid metal, muffling his screams.

Soon, as the totem armor completely lost control, his appearance completely changed.

If we say that the wild boar warrior just now was still a warrior wearing armor.

Now he is a half-flesh, half-metal monster.

Hundreds of blood-stained metal thorns were poked out of his body.

The huge wound that bloomed like a piranha between the chest and abdomen relied on a metal wire to be closed like a surgical suture.

The broken limbs were spliced ​​back together by dozens of thick steel nails. Although the appearance was deformed and ugly, it could flexibly rotate 360 ​​degrees, all directions, and anti-joint movements.

The fangs, which were originally exposed with a fierce look, were covered with liquid metal and turned into sharp blades, tearing the lips to pieces and exposing the gums, like a zombie.

The skull, which was squeezed alive due to brain malformation and expansion, was also mixed with a large amount of liquid metal, and it bulged into dozens of spikes, as if it were wearing a fierce battle helmet.

The most exaggerated thing is his hands.

The Boar Warrior's hands were shattered into pieces and completely swallowed by the liquid metal.

Following Bai Sensen's broken bones, a large amount of liquid metal continued to spurt out, condensing into a war hammer and a war ax on the left and right sides of the body.

The shapes of the two heavy weapons were extremely exaggerated, hanging all the way to the ground.

The lower body of the Wild Boar Warrior is originally relatively short.

Coupled with two arms that are completely integrated with deadly weapons, the toes tend to fly into the air.

It seems that without using legs, relying on the waving of arms, it can move very strangely and rapidly.

His eyeballs were also covered with a lead-gray metal film.

Like patients with severe cataracts.

Through the metal film, no emotion belonging to carbon-based intelligent life can be seen at all.

Only the cold killing intent of a war machine!

"Hoo ho ho ho ho!"

He suddenly opened his maw of intertwined canine teeth, and from the depths of his throat where liquid metal surged, a sound that sounded like a war machine starting up spewed out.

"boom!"

With an extremely weird gesture, he instantly moved to the edge of the iron cage, picked up the war hammer and battle ax growing on his severed arm, and smashed hard against the iron cage.

The iron fence, which was as thick as an arm, was deformed visible to the naked eye with one strike of his hammer, and with another strike of the ax, it was split into two pieces!

"...Original Demon!"

Meng Chao's eyes widened as the memory fragments of his past life penetrated his cerebral cortex like hot bullets.

The terrifying, crazy and demonic image in front of him gradually overlapped with the strongest unit of the advanced orcs in the memory of his previous life.

Ice Storm stared at him deeply.

It's like I discovered something.

But I couldn't tell whether it was surprise or joy.

"Keep your voice down, 'Origin Demon' is the name of the Holy Light Human Race. If others hear it, they will think you are a spy who has infiltrated from the Land of Holy Light and tear you into pieces."

Ice Storm whispered, "Here, you should call this unfortunate yet great warrior the 'origin warrior', or the 'origin spirit'.

"As I said just now, if you are not strong enough; if you are not fully prepared with the help of witch doctors and priests; or if you are unlucky, the fragments of the totem armor you absorb contain the secrets from thousands of years ago.

The brutal murderous intention... In short, due to various reasons, if the warrior cannot control the totem, he will be controlled by the totem and become an 'origin warrior' or 'origin spirit'.

"As you can see, he is not dead yet. He cannot die even if he wants to. He has become a puppet of the totem armor. His brain is occupied by the purest and most violent killing intent, and he has no normal emotions at all.

Desire and thinking only know how to kill, destroy, and destroy the enemy regardless of friend or foe, until all the energy of this flesh and blood body is exhausted.

"It looks very scary, but because after the Totem Armor is completely out of control, it will explode with terrifying power that cannot be erupted in a stable state. Many Turan people believe that this is the true power of the Totem Armor.

The shape is also the original appearance when our ancestors descended from the sky and conquered Turanze thousands of years ago.

"That's why people call the totem armor that's completely out of control and backfires on its owner the 'Origin Warrior' or the 'Origin Spirit'.

"Everyone believes that it is no longer this warrior who controls this extremely ferocious armor and this shattered body, but the oldest and most sacred killing intent.

"He is the incarnation of the ancestral spirit!"

Sure enough, after witnessing the whole process of the totem armor turning back on its owner, although the audience was surprised, there was not much panic, sadness or fear.

Instead, his face shone with excitement and piety.

The audience all stood up, raised their arms, and sang ancient war songs in unison, as if cheering for the "origin warriors" who violently destroyed the iron cage.

In their cheers and cheers, the origin warriors quickly destroyed the iron cage.

Just when this group of half-flesh, half-metal puppet monsters controlled by the totem armor were about to jump onto the auditorium and start killing people.

Eight figures jumped onto the arena and surrounded it.

Four totem warriors wearing broken armor, and four priests wearing colorful feathers.

They are all masters of the Bloodhoof family, strong men responsible for maintaining order in the Bloodskull Arena and controlling abnormal situations.

The four totem warriors threw an iron net made of chains towards the origin warrior.

And by wearing the iron ring on the wrist, adjusting the length of the chain, and pulling it back and forth with the origin warrior, slowly wearing away its power, so as to prevent the iron net from being torn apart at once.

The two priests were holding tools that looked like long-handled feather dusters to Meng Chao. They were dipped in a secret medicine that was as thick as honey, and they continued to slap and smear it on the Origin Warrior's body.

The other two priests each held an instrument that looked like a panpipe, which was polished from the leg bone of a totem beast, and a delicate small drum, and chanted ancient spells toward the original warrior.

The fighting prowess of the Origin Samurai is truly amazing.

Meng Chao observed that the area covered by the armor of the four totem warriors wrestling with it was slightly higher than that of the original warrior.

With four enemies against one, he was still being dragged around by the Origin Warrior, and was almost thrown away several times.

Fortunately, the spell cast by the four priests had an effect.

As more and more secret medicine penetrated through the deformed and twisted armor, it penetrated into the fragmented flesh and blood.

The Origin Warrior's movements gradually became slower, and his expression changed from ferocious to numb.

It seemed like it had been injected with a large dose of high-concentration anesthetic, unable to withstand the invasion of the Sandman. Finally, it slowly sat down, leaning on the twisted iron cage.

The four totem warriors hurriedly closed the iron net.

In one breath, he wrapped more than a dozen circles of iron chains, tying the origin warrior stronger than a rice dumpling.

Then I breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the origin warrior "slept", his eyes covered with lead-gray metal films were still wide open.

The flesh spasms and the armor trembled, causing the iron chains to rattle, like a restless zombie locked in an iron coffin.

Meng Chao felt his scalp numb at the sight.

I couldn't help but ask: "How will they deal with such... origin warriors?"

"Two methods are to use the origin warrior as a totem beast to select the truly strong. If someone defeats the origin warrior in an upright manner on the competitive stage, the totem armor in the origin warrior's body will be glad to change again.

of a more powerful master."

Ice Storm changed the subject, "However, the totem armor that has been attacked once has been contaminated with a very violent and frenzied aura, and it is easy to become addicted again, just like eating human flesh once, which often leads to addiction.
To be continued...