In the beginning, Leaf was just like all the rat people and servant soldiers in the Blood Skull Arena. They were unwilling to believe this shocking news.
But for some reason, in one night, this news spread through the entire Black Corner City like wildfire.
Just like the news that the Horned Rat God was about to descend spread through the entire city.
Many people described it vividly and vividly, with their noses and eyes.
Things like "The Golden Clan was too proud in the past era of prosperity. They slept on their past achievements and did not cultivate many warriors as brave as their ancestors."
Things like "The Golden Clan's spies snuck into Black Corner City and saw the bravery of the Blood Hoof Warriors and were scared out of their wits. When the news was sent back to Red Thorn Village, those fat lion-men and tiger-men did not dare to fight against the warriors of the Blood Hoof Clan on the real battlefield. They could only send more spies and try to use despicable tricks to disrupt the assembly and march of the Blood Hoof Army."
Things like "After the joint operation of the Blood Hoof Family and the Iron Skin Family, they caught a few spies from the Golden Clan and made them confess to their crimes. The whole conspiracy has evidence and the truth has been revealed!"
Although the rat people could not see this evidence.
However, there were indeed many Rat Folk who saw the Ox-head Warriors of the Bloodhoof Family and the Wild Boar Warriors of the Ironhide Family sitting on the busiest crossroad in the center of Blackhorn City. In the once busiest place, but now it had been smashed into ruins, they were drinking wine to their heart's content.
Looking at them with their arms around each other's shoulders, calling each other brothers, and dancing war dances together, they did not look like rivals who had just fought to the death.
If they had not really caught the spies, how could they be so happy and drink to their heart's content?
This matter was a blow to the rat people youth's head.
It must be known that it was not easy for Ye to find "faith".
That's right, he felt that the Horned Rat God was his faith.
Ye felt that people should have some faith, and he could not possibly believe in the Ox Head Ancestor Spirit that destroyed his home, right?
He did not expect that the faith he wanted to devote his entire life to was just a cruel joke, a clumsy plot.
This dealt a huge blow to the ignorant youth. He did not know what else to believe.
With a mind filled with grievances and confusion, Leaf went to Meng Chao.
They wanted to get an answer from this powerful and mysterious black-haired rat man — was there a Great Horned Rat God in this world, and would the Great Horned Rat God come to save them?
"Well, I've told you before that you don't have to be too fanatical about your faith in the Great Horned Rat God. You have to know that any faith that is established in a minute can be destroyed in a second."
Meng Chao shrugged.
Seeing that Ye looked like she was about to cry, he quickly changed his approach. "Let's put it this way. If the Great Horned Rat God really exists and is really willing to save all the rat people, then what? Then are you going to do nothing but lie here and wait for him to save you?"
"This … of course not."
Ye scratched his head and said, "Although I don't know what I can do, I can't just lie here and do nothing, waiting for the Horned Rat God to save me!"
"Good. That's what a real warrior should be like. I didn't waste all the resources and time I spent on you. Then, let's say —"
"Don't put on a long face. Remember, I'm assuming that the Great Horned Rat God really doesn't exist and is just a joke and scheme carefully made up by some force of power with ulterior motives based on the legends that have been passed down among the rat people for thousands of years. Then what? Then, will you fall into complete despair and lie down. You'll be at the mercy of fate, and you won't think about taking revenge for your mother, big brother, and village, and won't look for your childhood sweetheart, An Jia?"
"Of course not!"
At the mention of his mother, big brother, Half Mountain Village, and An Jia …
Ye's eyes burned with anger.
Then, his anger turned into light.
"Regardless of whether the Great Horned Rat God exists, whether he will descend, and whether he will save us, I will take revenge for my mother, big brother, and all the people in the village. Then, I will save An Jia!"
The rat man boy clenched his fists. His canine teeth sank deep into his lips, and hot blood gushed out.
"Then, that's it."
Meng Chao slapped his thigh. "Since you have your own path to walk no matter what, does it matter whether the Great Horned Rat God exists or whether he's the real savior or a cruel joke?"
Ye was dumbfounded. He pondered this for a long time.
The harvester's theory seemed to be flawless.
However, he had a feeling that his worldview had been greatly impacted and was about to shatter.
That was the Great Horned Rat God, the sacred ancestral spirit that belonged to all the rat people!
Could it be that even the existence of the supreme and incomparably divine ancestral spirit was insignificant?
"Wait, you almost went around me. The harvester is too evil!"
Under Meng Chao's guidance, the rat man boy grew up very quickly. He was not confused by Meng Chao's word games. Instead, he went straight to the point. "Harvester, you haven't answered my question. Do you think the Great Horned Rat God really exists?"
"About that …"
Under the rat man boy's aggressive gaze, Meng Chao became serious.
He thought about it for a long time before he shook his head slowly. Then, he nodded and said, "I don't know whether the real body of the Great Horned Rat God exists or not. If it does, what is it?
"But over the millions of years, the millions of rat people have been bullied and oppressed. The rage that has been gathering and reacting violently is real, and it's something incredibly powerful.
"If I had to say, this rage is the power you can truly rely on. As long as you use it properly, it might be able to change the fates of all the rat people. In fact … it might even change the entire world!"
Ye did not get the answer he wanted from Meng Chao.
But Meng Chao's nonchalant attitude, as if it was something insignificant, affected the rat man boy. He was not like some of the rat people who treated the Great Horned Rat God as their spiritual pillar of support. They did not break down completely and turned into walking corpses that were at the mercy of the warriors.
In a sense, the news of Hailstorm being injured and all the servant soldiers in his squad being divided up by the warriors of the other races was even more serious than the fact that the Great Horned Rat God was just a scheme.
After all, the latter would not be able to take their lives for the time being.
The former might turn them into corpses covered in arrows the next day and be thrown into a bottomless trench.
Ye quickly went to Meng Chao.
He wanted to know what his next step was.
He wanted to know whether there was a way for all the rat people in Hailstorm's squad, or at least the thirty rat people he had personally chosen in the beginning, to survive.
Thankfully, Hailstorm was only injured and recuperating.
At the very least, that was what Casava said.
Hence, he could not lock down and search Hailstorm's house in a grand manner.
Even though Ye noticed a few of Casava's personal guards nearby, he still managed to reach the harvester's house smoothly.
It was next to the ace gladiator's house, which was the harvester's house.
But even after he knocked on the door for a long time, there was no response from inside.
Logically speaking, that should not be the case. Since the Game of the Brave was going on in Black Horn City, practically none of the rat people dared to go out and die during the chaos.
And the harvester rarely went to the training camp or the bathhouse.
Based on what he said, he stayed in the house every day to meditate and heal his wounds. He rarely left.
Could it be that the harvester had encountered a mishap just like Hailstorm?
Ye crawled into the corner of his head.
He took a few steps back and was about to knock open the door when a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him. "Ye, what are you doing?"
"Harvester?" The rat person teenager was overjoyed.
When he turned his head around, he saw that Meng Chao was wearing a hooded cloak that was too big.
There was a bulge under the cloak.
It was as if he had grown fatter over the past few days, but it was also as if he was using the cloak to hide something.
When he looked closely, he looked really haggard. His messy hair was drenched in sweat and stuck to his forehead. It was as if he had just completed a series of terrifying and complicated missions.
"Harvester, where did you go?" Ye asked in shock.
"Um, to the toilet," Meng Chao said.
"Toilet?"
Ye asked suspiciously. "You went to the toilet dressed like that?"
"That's right. I was afraid of exposing myself," Meng Chao explained.
"Exposing yourself?"
Ye said. "But why do I feel like you're so tired? You're sweating and you're panting?"
"Well, I've been eating too much meat recently, so I'm a little stressed out," Meng Chao said.
"Is that so?"
Ye scratched his head. "Is there something heavy under your cloak? Do you need me to help you move it in?"
"No, thank you," Meng Chao said.
"Let's cut the long story short. What happened? Why didn't you go and train? Why did you come to my place?"
"Oh, it's like this. Did you hear? Lord Hailstorm seemed to have lost control of his totem power at Lord Casafa's banquet and was badly injured. Lord Casafa sent him to recuperate, so he can't command us anymore," Ye said anxiously.
Leaf said anxiously. "Therefore, the entire Ice Storm Squad will be disbanded and assigned to other gladiators!"
"I just heard about it," Meng Chao said calmly.
"Also, I heard that the thirty servant soldiers who followed Lord Hailstorm since the beginning will be transferred to Lord Wildhammer's side and will be under his command," Meng Chao said calmly.
"Wildhammer?"
Ye jumped up.
He did not have the time to think about how the harvester knew such confidential information from just going to the toilet.
The rat person teenager said with a long face, "Then we're doomed!"
"Why?"
Meng Chao looked indifferent. "Lord Wildhammer is also one of the four aces of the Blood Skull Coliseum. After he formed the Blood Skull Squad, he gained Lord Casafa's trust. Is he different from Lord Hailstorm?"
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