The wild boar warriors had already gone berserk.
His eyes were shrouded in blood, so it was impossible for him to distinguish between Meng Chao, the four children, and the ox-head warrior.
He was like a burning chariot that was out of control, charging straight at them.
Before the Ox-head Warrior could react.
Meng Chao charged forward like lightning.
There was only a distance of twenty to thirty arms between them.
They sped up and were about to collide.
Meng Chao suddenly curled up into a ball, and like a spinning top, he drew an unbelievable arc and moved away from the boar warrior.
The boar warrior continued to charge forward.
His originally straight path seemed to have been deflected by an invisible hand. His body, which weighed more than half a ton, involuntarily tilted to the right, narrowly brushing past the four children and the Minotaur Warrior as he rushed past them.
He wanted to stop in his tracks and turn back to launch a new round of attacks.
However, the vital parts of his hands and feet gave off cracking sounds.
Only at this moment did more than a dozen blossoms of blood blossom on his right arm and leg.
The more than ten tendons controlling the right half of his body from his wrist to his ankle were all accurately cut off by a sharp blade that was as thin as a cicada's wing.
Boom!
The right half of the wild boar warrior's body was twisted into a ball, while the left half of its body was still moving forward at a high speed. It couldn't control its balance at all, nor could it stop. Under the huge inertia, it crashed into the dilapidated wall on the side of the road, causing the house to collapse and dust to fill the ground.
Although his tendons and bones were broken and his head was bleeding.
However, the strong vitality of a high-grade orc allowed him to struggle to get up.
However, what awaited him was an extremely swift and fierce figure pouncing at him.
The instep of Meng Chao's right foot charged forward like a bullet from a train and struck the Wild Boar Warrior's chin.
This kick actually sent the Wild Boar Warrior, which weighed more than half a ton, flying into the air.
His jaw was directly crushed, and all the broken bones drilled into his skull like bullets.
Before it landed, the wild boar warrior fainted.
After landing on the ground, he was like a puddle of wet mud.
"…"
The Minotaur Warrior was dumbfounded.
Meng Chao wore an ebony mask and used dye to dye his signature black hair to gray, which was something that could be seen everywhere. The Minotaur Warriors thought that Meng Chao was one of them and that he was a mercenary they hired, so they quickly thanked him while stuttering.
Meng Chao nodded and took two steps forward. "You're welcome."
Wrapped in crimson battle flames, the iron fist that looked like it had just been taken out of a steel furnace whistled out along with the final word "thank you". It pierced deeply into the Minotaur Warrior's chest and abdomen.
The force penetrated through the entire body of iron, almost causing the Minotaur Warrior's spine to bulge out from his back.
The Ox-head Warrior couldn't even let out a scream from this punch.
Even though he was built like a tower, he could only bow down to Meng Chao.
Meng Chao grabbed his horns and used all his strength to deliver a fierce knee strike. His iron knee struck the Ox-head Warrior's face like a warhammer, and it practically flattened his entire face.
Meng Chao lifted the Minotaur Warrior by his horns and dragged him to another puddle of mud.
Then, he turned around and dragged the four dumbfounded rat children to a safe corner.
He snapped his fingers a few times in front of the children before he summoned their souls back to their bodies.
He took off the ebony mask and revealed a face that had been modified but did not have many of the characteristics of a beast. It was a very typical and ordinary rat people's face to show that he was the same kind as the children.
Only then did his terrified and restless souls calm down a little.
"You're from Colored Conch Village?" Meng Chao pointed at the colorful conch pendant on the leader's neck.
The child's mouth fell open. He was stunned for a long time before he realized what Meng Chao was referring to.
He quickly shook his head and grabbed the pendant before he stuttered, "I-I'm not. Fishbone gave this to me."
Fishbone was probably a child's name.
This meant that there were indeed some children from Colored Conch Village living in the slums.
"Where's Fishbone? Isn't he with you?"
Meng Chao relaxed his tone so that he did not look as fierce in the children's eyes.
"He … I don't think he ran out," the child said.
"He ran out. I saw him run to the east," another child said.
"There were a lot of men fighting in the east. I saw him run to the west!" the third child said seriously.
The fourth child was the youngest. He looked as if he had been scared out of his wits and could not say anything.
But when she looked at the mess that had turned her temporary home into ruins, she seemed to remember the real home that had been destroyed by the warriors not long ago.
Her eyes turned red, and in the end, she could not help but cry out loud.
"Mommy," she said.
"Mommy's still inside. I want Mommy!"
Meng Chao quirked his eyebrows.
"Her mother isn't inside," the oldest child said.
Wearing a colorful conch pendant, the oldest child said, "Our parents died a long time ago."
Meng Chao sighed.
'Alright, they're all children.
What difference does it make whether they came from Colored Conch Village or not? '
"Go behind this wall and look for a safe place to hide."
Meng Chao broke a few pieces of Golden Fruit and mixed them with honey and cheese. Then, he dried and solidified Golden Milk Cubes and handed them to the smart-looking child in the lead so that he could share them with his companions.
He stuffed the Golden Milk Cubes into his mouth, and the sweetness he had never tasted before rushed into his brain like a flood. The youngest child widened his eyes, stopped crying, and started burping.
"Then, how long are we going to hide?"
When the smart-looking child saw that Meng Chao was different from the fierce warriors, he summoned his courage and asked.
"Until —"
Meng Chao narrowed his eyes and enunciated each word clearly. "Until you don't hear a single Boar Warrior or Ox Warrior scream."
The Ox Warrior and Boar Warrior's battlefield gradually moved into the depths of the slums.
This made it easier for Meng Chao to crawl into the abandoned drainage pipe at the edge of the slums.
Meng Chao accurately scanned the positions of the thirty-six boar-people and minotaurs who were still fighting in the area and the area they could see. Then, in the form of a semi-transparent 3D projection, he reconstructed the model in his mind.
Based on each of their fighting stances, Meng Chao deduced their positions and blind spots three seconds later. Once he repeatedly ran simulations in his mind, he obtained a path.
He sucked in two deep breaths and counted to himself, "Three, two, one." Then, like an invisible shadow, he rushed forward.
For the first twenty meters, Meng Chao crawled along the broken walls and tried not to move his limbs. He only used the ripples in his muscles to move forward in a snake manner.
When there were no more broken walls in front of him that could hide him, he stopped to catch his breath. He waited quietly until the two warriors who were close to him hugged each other tightly. Their huge bodies, which weighed nearly half a ton, and their combined weight was nearly one ton, and they crashed into the ground. When dust flew up, he moved past them.
The two warriors' eyes were like two cannons without barrels. They wanted to blast two bloody holes in each other's faces.
Then, Meng Chao lowered his breathing, heartbeat, and even body temperature to the minimum.
When he flashed past the two of them, they actually didn't notice him at all.
Then, he hid behind an unconscious mountain of flesh for three seconds.
Then, the two Boar Warriors in front of him were knocked into the depths of the ruins by three Ox Warriors who charged out from the side.
Then, he continued moving forward and finally found the entrance to the abandoned drainage pipe where he stored his totem armor.
In truth, there were countless abandoned drainage pipes in the area.
However, since they had not been repaired for years, most of the drainage pipes had collapsed and were severely blocked, so they lost their original functions.
Since there was fatal methane and poisonous fog in the depths of the pipes, normal rat people could not withstand it.
That was why very few people thought about attacking the abandoned drainage pipes.
To Meng Chao, whose cell activity far surpassed that of normal intelligent carbon-based creatures, the poisonous fog and methane were naturally not a problem.
When he arrived above the entrance of the abandoned drainage pipe, he noticed that part of the place had already collapsed.
There was a visible, foul stench coming from inside, along with the black mud. It made the warriors shrink back, and no one was interested in fighting in the drainage pipe.
As a Ghost Assassin, Meng Chao did not pay much attention to detail. He moved and crawled in. While he was at it, he did a roundhouse kick and destroyed the crumbled part of the entrance of the pipe. It temporarily blocked the entrance.
The frenzied battle cries of the clan warriors were temporarily blocked outside.
Through the cracks in the ruins, voices crept in. They were distorted and distant, like the most devoted believers praying madly.
Meng Chao was like a huge gecko. He crawled agilely on the walls of the abandoned drainage pipe that had a diameter of more than two meters. He moved forward in a three-dimensional manner.
Soon, he found the totem armor.
In truth, he did not even need to patiently search for the marks he had drawn on the walls of the pipe.
The broken pieces of the Totem Armor, stimulated by the battle cries and the intense stench of blood on the ground, shivered slightly and let out weak but rapid collisions, as if they were alive.
When it saw Meng Chao, the surface of the totem armor fragment shone with a strange light. Ripples filled with killing intent spread out, and Meng Chao could clearly sense its existence.
Meng Chao had once heard that after the divine weapons on Earth tasted the sweetness of human blood, if they were kept in their sheaths for a long time, they would let out tiger roars, dragon roars, and even wail like ghosts when it was quiet at night.
Now that he thought about it, the materials used to create those divine weapons were the same as the materials used to create the totem armor, right?
'Do I really have to absorb such a violent power into my body?'
Before Meng Chao extended his hand toward the totem armor fragment, he hesitated for a moment.
But soon, he smiled.
'What other power is more terrifying than the destruction of the apocalypse?'
It was the day of the national college examination again!
'Good luck, examinees!
'No matter what your results are, this is just a new starting point. Our journey has just begun. Persevere and walk toward tomorrow. Tomorrow will be even better. Definitely!
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