"If they're just rat people who can't stand it anymore and rose up for the freedom and dignity of all rat people, I won't touch a single hair on their heads. I'll even be willing to help them," Meng Chao said with a cold smile.
"But if the person hiding behind the Big-horned Rat God is no different from the Blood Hoof Warriors and is just using the rat people and using the blood of millions of rat people to water his path to power and victory, then what reason do we have to show mercy to these people?
"Then, what reason do we have to show mercy to these people?"
Hailstorm didn't express his opinion. He thought for a while and asked, "Casava and the other experts of the Blood Hoof Clan will return to Blackhorn City at any time. If we continue to stay here, won't we be in trouble? Won't we be entangled by them?"
"It's precisely because the Blood Hoof Warriors will return at any moment that we can't just leave. We have to stay and disrupt the rhythm of the mastermind who created this chaos," Meng Chao said.
Ice Storm was puzzled. "Why? No matter who the mastermind behind the Great Horned Rat God Descent is, his target isn't us. In fact, he doesn't even know of our existence. Why is there a need for us to take the initiative to provoke a lunatic who dares to attack all the temples in Black Horn City?"
Ice Storm did not know what sort of disaster the lunatic she mentioned would bring to Turanze, Dragon City, and even the Other World in the future.
It was difficult for Meng Chao to explain the apocalypse with just a few words and make Ice Storm believe him without a doubt.
He could only use another method to explain things.
"Right now, there are four main players who are participating in the game around Black Horn City," Meng Chao said to Ice Storm.
"The first is us. The second is Casava and the other Blood Hoof Warriors, priests, and chiefs. The third is the rat people who rose up to fight back. The fourth is the person who planned the Great Horned Rat God Descent.
"Among them, there are three or four players who are mixed together, and it's very difficult to separate them. That's why we instinctively think that their positions and interests are the same.
"But if you think about it carefully, to Player Number 4, Player Number 3 is just a pawn that can be sacrificed at any time. He can't even be considered a real player. He's just a 'card' in his hand.
"Let's not talk about anything else. Just this huge explosion alone, the flames, shockwaves, and howling winds that swept through the entire Black Corner City. Even if we avoid the areas where the rat people live, there will definitely be countless rat people buried in the sea of flames and collapsed ruins.
"If these fellows who claim to be the emissaries of the Great Horned Rat God really care about the freedom, dignity, and lives of the rat folk, they definitely wouldn't have used such a simple and crude method of self-destruction to raise the so-called tide.
"The Rat Folk are just a cover they use to deceive others, and they are just cannon fodder to delay the Bloodhoof Warriors.
"Then, let me ask you to think about this. If we don't do anything and let the emissaries of the Great Horned Rat God act according to their plan and successfully loot most of the temples in Black Corner City, then leave Black Corner City without anyone noticing through the underground tunnels and flee, do you think that they will still care about the rat folk who are still stuck in Black Corner City because of the chaos?"
Ice Storm thought about it and understood what Meng Chao meant. "Of course not. Since the true goal of the emissaries of the Great Horned Rat God isn't to save the rat folk in Black Corner City, once their plan succeeds, they will definitely run as fast as they can and flee as far as they can. There's no way they will bring any rat folk with them."
"I think so too," Meng Chao said.
"Perhaps during the process of carrying out their plan, they will also ensure that the underground tunnels are smooth and will send their elite rat folk to organize and command the rat folk slave workers who are fighting back to attract the attention and anger of the Bloodhoof Warriors.
"At that moment, if the rat folk really manage to escape, they might not be rejected. After all, who would reject cannon fodder who is filled with anger and brings food and weapons to their doorstep?
"But from the moment their looting operation succeeds, the rat folk slave workers who are still stuck in Black Corner City lose their value and are no longer worth saving.
"The emissaries of the Great Horned Rat God will definitely abandon the rat folk slave workers and flee without even turning their heads back.
"If the rat folk slave workers who participated in the resistance had a chance of survival due to the lack of cannon fodder at the frontlines, they would have no chance at all.
"Once they discover that all the temples have been looted, the rat folk slave workers left in Black Corner City won't even have the slightest chance of survival when they face the wrath of the Bloodhoof Warriors.
"Being able to be torn to shreds is already the best ending for them.
"To the two of us, there's nothing good about this outcome.
"Compared to the Bloodhoof Tribe and the people hiding behind the Great Horned Rat God, we're alone. Even if we have two sets of rather powerful totem armor, it's impossible for us to slaughter our way in and out of a clan.
"Only by making the rich and powerful big players maintain a high-intensity confrontation and fight each other until their heads bleed and sparks fly everywhere can we, the insignificant players, have a chance to wait until they become impatient and reveal their flaws. That's the moment when we can stake everything on a single attack!
"Also, I have to correct you. It's not that they don't know about our existence. Or rather, even if they didn't know about us in the past, they already know about us now."
As Meng Chao spoke, he pointed at the Blood Skull Temple ahead of them.
Ice Storm thought about it for a while before she came to a realization.
Indeed, the Blood Skull Temple in front of them had already been taken by Meng Chao and her.
Inside, there were still traces of their fierce battle with the Origin Warrior 249.
Since the emissaries of the Great Horned Rat God were all experts, it was not difficult for them to figure out what had happened under the Blood Skull Temple through the clues.
The lunatics who dared to attack all of Black Horn City could not be judged with common sense.
Even if Meng Chao and Ice Storm wanted to stay out of the matter, once the lunatics figured out their identities, they could not guarantee that they would not harbor great malice toward them.
Passive defense was never the style of the Turanians, and neither was Ice Storm's style.
She was only conflicted about the last point. "But, we still have to go to the Pure Gold City to look for my father."
"Don't you understand?"
Meng Chao asked. "Think about it carefully. Just which clan do you think the person who planned the Great Horned Rat God's descent is from?
"Dark Moon, Lightning, and Divine Wood Clan?
"That's impossible. These three clans are much weaker than Golden Gold Clan and Bloodhoof Tribe. They don't have the strength to overturn all of Black Horn City.
"Even if they really put in a lot of effort and accumulated a lot of power in the past fifty years of prosperity, how could they throw all of this power at Bloodhoof Tribe when the Battle of Glory has just started?
"You have to understand that Bloodhoof Tribe is only ranked second among the five clans. If Bloodhoof Tribe is severely weakened, aside from the Golden Clan becoming even more dominant and no one being able to keep the Jackals, Tigers, Leopards, and Golden Lions in check, what benefits does it bring to the other three clans?
"As the third, fourth, and fifth brothers, if they want to protect their own interests, they can only adopt the attitude of 'helping the weak' in the competition between the first and second brothers. This is also the reason why the Blood Hoof Clan has always been the one to ally with the other three clans to challenge the Golden Clan in the past thousand years.
"I don't think that the chiefs of the three clans would lose their heads and do something like killing one thousand of their allies while harming eight hundred of their own.
"That's why the rumor that Bloodhoof Tribe released a few days ago that the messenger of the Great Horned Rat God is a spy from the Golden Clan might have hit the bull's eye by a stroke of luck.
"I'm guessing, no, I'm certain that this grand trick of 'the descent of the Horned Rat God and the rise of the Sixth Clan' is definitely related to the Golden Clan. At the very least, it's related to certain ambitious schemers within the Golden Clan …"
Ice Storm was stunned when she heard this.
She did not know that Meng Chao had seen the correct answer a long time ago, and she was so shocked by Meng Chao's astonishing imagination and ability to justify himself.
"Of course we have to go to Pure Gold City to look for your father. The problem is, even if we successfully find him, what then?"
Meng Chao asked. "Will you be able to convince him to willingly hand over the secret he took from your mother thirty years ago?
"What if this item is of great value to him? In fact, what if it's also of great value to Jackal Canus, who he's currently working for?"
Ice Storm opened her mouth, but she found herself speechless.
What should she do after she found her father?
This was a question she rarely thought about, and she did not want to think about.
"If you want to sit at the gambling table, you'd better make sure that you have enough cards in your hands and enough chips in your pockets," Meng Chao said.
"There are plenty of ancient weapons, totem armor, high-grade medicine in the temples in Black Corner City, and the secret behind the Horned Rat God's Descent. They are our trump cards and chips. Do you agree with me?"
Ice Storm thought about it for a long time.
She nodded seriously. "Yes."
Then, a sharp light shone in her eyes.
"Then, where should we go to search for the Great Horned Rat God's envoys? Once we find them, should we kill them?"
The female cheetah warrior had both the holy light and totems on her back. Once she made up her mind, she immediately revealed her cold and callous side.
"Of course we'll go to the largest temple in Black Corner City. It has the longest history, and it has the most ancient weapons, armor, and medicine," Meng Chao said.
"As for killing them, there's no need for us to be so ruthless, right? We just need to launch sneak attacks, cause some damage, and hold them back.
"Only by suppressing those guys in Black Horn City can we ensure that the secret channel of escape from below the ground of Black Horn City to the outside of the city is smooth all the time. Only in this way can those guys attract the fury and firepower of the warriors of the Bloody Hoof Tribe 'willingly' and help more rat folk slave workers escape!"
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