"Your hometown …"
This was the first time Meng Chao revealed his background to the hailstorm.
Even though they did not know each other very well.
Their trust in each other had increased to another level.
"Come on, let's see just how many good things are in the Blood Skull Temple guarded by the Origins Warriors!"
The two of them had come to a mutual understanding, so they did not bother with the secrets for the time being.
The hailstorm brought Meng Chao through the totem pillars to the back of the altar.
The back of the altar was covered in cuneiform.
However, it was different from the dangerous red light in the beginning. Now, the cuneiform shone with a gentle blue light.
Meng Chao had seen a similar light in the operating system of the totem armor.
When the totem armor's command appeared in his field of vision and shone with a red light, it meant that the command could not be carried out. If it was forcefully carried out, it would lead to unpredictable danger.
The blue light meant that the command was safe and could be carried out.
By the looks of it, they had passed the three tests, defeated the Origins Warriors, and controlled the Skull Crusher. They had been acknowledged by the Blood Skull Temple.
This also proved Meng Chao's assumption when he planned to sneak into the temple.
The strong preyed on the weak in the Turan civilization, and the winner was king.
Fighting and killing between high-ranked Beastmen was a common occurrence.
Military nobles fought, conquered, enslaved, and annexed each other. After thousands of years, the so-called Glorious Bloodline had long since lost its meaning.
The so-called "ancestral spirits" worshiped by the clan warriors might not even have a drop of blood relationship with them.
As for the "ancestral souls" residing in the temple, they didn't care at all who was worshiping them or inheriting their power.
After all, ancestral spirits were synonymous with combat data and artificial intelligence.
They did not have their own will.
They just carried out the orders of the ancient Turan people.
They did not care which clan's descendant entered the temple. They did not even care if the intruder was a Turan.
As long as the intruder could activate their power and bring it to greater heights, it would be fine.
As expected, when the hailstorm touched the blue cuneiform, a rumble came from the depths of the dozen totem pillars around the altar.
The totem pillars spun slowly like huge screws. They were almost twice as tall as before.
Then, as if they had been cleaved apart by an invisible giant axe, they split apart in all directions, revealing what was floating within the faint blue light.
"I've seen Casava operate this altar before."
Hailstorm explained.
Then, she was deeply attracted by what was stored in the totem pole, and could not help but gasp.
"This is … the weapon that the Blood Skull Arena's unique trump card, the Platinum Battle Axe, relied on over a hundred years ago to become famous!"
"Generally speaking, in order to make life and death exciting, every arena will painstakingly cultivate several ace players. Only the pinnacle duels between ace players can attract more spectators to the arena and bet on the duels. Too one-sided duels can easily make people bored.
"However, the ace gladiator 'Platinum Battle Axe' from a hundred years ago had the title 'Ace Assassin'. He specialized in killing other aces.
"He's known as the most terrifying gladiator after the 249. When he was at his peak, let alone the Blood Skull Gladiator Arena, even the surrounding arenas didn't have a single gladiator who dared to call himself an ace.
"Even Casava Bloody Hoof got his name because he idolized the Platinum Battle Axe.
"This, this is actually a platinum battle axe. Judging from the dents on the blade and the scratches on the handle, it must have been used by him for at least a few years. There must be remnants of his tyrannical Battle Soul and killing intent on it.
"We've earned a lot. This Platinum Battle Axe alone can make up for the risk we took when we entered Blood Skull Temple!
"There's also this breastplate. Based on the lightning runic symbols carved on it, it's a fragment of the totem armor that Lightning Butcher once used!
"You must know that Lightning Butcher was a famous hero of the Bloody Hoof Family three hundred years ago, and everyone knew him.
"It's said that in the Glory Era, he single-handedly fought against twelve Night Watchers and perished together with them.
"Just to snatch his corpse back, a war involving tens of thousands of people broke out between the high-grade orcs and the holy light humans.
"Just as the high-tier Orc who had penetrated deep into the enemy's territory was no match for them, and the corpses of the twelve night watchers were about to be snatched away by the holy light humans, the vicious souls that he had left in the corpses actually detonated on their own, blasting out hundreds of lightning balls that instantly devoured the lives of hundreds of holy light humans.
"T-This is the breastplate left behind from that fierce battle? Is it the only thing left behind by the Lightning Butcher?
"And this is the Dragon Soul Greatsword!
"And this seems to be the Dark Moon Clan's assassination weapon, the Red Moon Dual Blades!"
If it were not for the fact that time and tools were limited, Meng Chao would have been dazzled by the ice storm and gasped in amazement. He would have brought out a magnifying glass and focused on studying it for three days and three nights.
When Meng Chao saw so many weapons and totem armor fragments, he released a long sigh of relief. His heart, which had been hanging in his throat, finally calmed down.
When he first heard about the uniqueness of the Tulan Temple, he began to set his sights on the temple.
It was especially so after he interrogated Big Buck and obtained a very important piece of information.
The Blood Skull Temple did not just have the armor and weapons used by the legendary gladiators over the past hundreds of years.
It also had a large number of armor and weapons used by the strongest fighters of the Blood Hoof Family from one thousand years ago.
Based on the beliefs of the high-grade orcs, the best offering to their ancestral spirits was an exciting battle. The sparks from the battle axes and swords clashing, the sounds of battle hammers breaking bones, and the smell of sweat and blood mixed together.
What other place was more suitable than the Blood Skull Coliseum to worship the armor and weapons that contained the powerful fighting souls of their ancestors?
If Meng Chao wanted to escape, he could leave Black Corner City at any moment.
However, it was not his style to leave empty-handed with his tail between his legs.
He would not be able to live up to the suffering he had gone through when he was locked in the underground prison of the Blood Skull Coliseum when he was heavily injured.
Meng Chao thought hard about what sort of souvenirs he should take away to be considered the "interest" paid by the Blood Hoof Family.
Even if the Mandala Fruit was one in a hundred Golden Fruits, if he brought around one hundred of them in one go, they would still be too big. It would not be good for him to travel long distances, fight, ambush, infiltrate, and assassinate.
It was the same logic for the secret medicine. He could take away all the secret medicine left in the Blood Skull Coliseum, but how to take all of them away was a huge problem.
No matter how he thought about it, only the ancient weapons and Totem Armor fragments were the "hard currency" that could be easily taken away.
These things could not only directly increase one's battle prowess, but they could also be used to trade when they escaped from the Black Corner City and went to the other clans' territories. A small totem armor fragment could be exchanged for hundreds of Golden Fruits and dozens of secret potions. It was worth thousands of gold coins.
Of course, if he could equip them, Meng Chao hoped that he and the Ice Storm could equip all the ancient weapons and Totem Armor fragments worshiped in the Blood Skull Temple.
"That's impossible."
The Ice Storm shook his head like a rattle drum. "There are so many weapons and armor fragments from different eras that were used by different heroes and powerful fighters. There are dozens or even more than one hundred fighting souls in them.
"If I want to control them at the same time, it'll be the same as taking more than one hundred different medicines in one go. I might not even have the chance to become an Origin Warrior. I'll explode and die!"
This time, Meng Chao humbly accepted the Ice Storm's suggestion.
After all, his willpower was not limitless. He had just fused with Skull Crusher, and more than one hundred new skills had appeared in the depths of his brain.
And when these skills overlapped with the spirit energy martial arts from Dragon City, he could create more than ten thousand new changes.
Just analyzing them accurately and skillfully using them was enough to make his brain cells go into overdrive, and his cerebral cortex started burning.
Right then, he was like a python that had just swallowed a crocodile. He needed time to digest it and absorb it. He did not have much space to store more fighting data.
However, although he was full, the Ice Storm was still hungry!
"I don't dare touch the full set of Origins Warrior 249's totemic armor and Skull Crusher, but if it's the weapons and armor fragments left behind by the other gladiators, it's just as you said. I have a reason to control them!"
The Ice Storm clenched her fists, and determination that looked like icicles shone in the depths of her eyes.
Meng Chao originally thought that she would choose to fuse with Dark Moon Clan's ambush weapon, Red Moon Dual Blades.
After all, the Ice Storm's totemic armor, Mithril Shredder, was light, fast, stealthy, and sharp.
Unexpectedly, the first thing Ice Storm fused with was a platinum battleaxe that was longer than two arms and as wide as a door.
"Even though it's called platinum, in truth, this battleaxe is made of mithril. It's the same material as my Mithril Shredder," the Ice Storm explained to Meng Chao.
"Weapons and totemic armor made of the same material are more convenient and safe to fuse with. There's less of a tragedy where the fusion fails and the owner turns into an Origin Warrior."
Meng Chao nodded to show his agreement.
He also told the Ice Storm about his experience. "When the large amount of fighting data stored in the platinum battleaxe surges into your brain, don't get immersed in it and try to read all the data in an instant.
"What's important isn't the battle itself, but the goal of the battle!"
"Thank you. I'll remember that."
The Ice Storm's eyes shone brilliantly. She strode forward, extended her ice-covered hands into the blue light, and grabbed the handle of the platinum battleaxe without hesitation.
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