In the end, the lump of ice and the totem armor inside instantly exploded.
Under normal circumstances, the damage was magnified by several times.
What was even worse than the destruction of his physical body was that Casa's totem armor, Lava Fury, had also been strengthened by the blue light of the altar, and it had a huge storage space.
Casava didn't trust anyone but himself.
The ancient weapons, armor, and secret medicines that he had looted on his way were all stored in the totem armor.
As the totem armor exploded, the storage space became extremely unstable.
Otherwise, the ancient weapons, armor, and secret medicine inside would all be annihilated in an unknown dimension.
Lava Fury's operating system automatically extracted them and threw them out.
In an instant, Casa's body was covered in flowing lights, and dozens of translucent, murderous treasures burst out of him.
The loss of these things was even more painful to him than emptying Casava's internal organs.
Ka Sa Va screamed and fell heavily to the ground.
As if his limbs had been broken and his spine had been removed, he panted heavily and collapsed on the ground.
Fortunately, the deafening noise finally raised the wariness of his subordinates, who were close by.
Seven to eight murderous figures dashed over as fast as lightning.
The two temple thieves looked at each other.
Between Casa's life and the ancient weapons, armor, and secret medicines on the ground, they chose the latter without any hesitation.
They looted all the treasures on the ground right in front of Casa.
Before the elite gladiators arrived, they turned into two bolts of lightning, one red and the other white. After a few turns and jumps, they disappeared into the flames, smoke, ruins, and the depths of the shattered city.
When his subordinates finally arrived, all they saw was Casa's gloomy face. His eyeballs had exploded, and his throat was almost bursting with blood.
"Lord … Lord Casa, this is …"
His subordinates looked at each other in bewilderment. They looked at the broken armor on Casa's body and the soul-stirring traces of the battle left on the spot.
They all shuddered. Who dared to ask anything?
Casa's pupils were frozen like a frozen ocean.
He leaned against the low wall and sat in a daze for a long time. The frozen ocean in the depths of his eyes gradually thawed.
Tens of thousands of strands of blood were like magma surging out from under a layer of ice.
The last silhouettes of the two temple thieves were still on his retina.
Although he wasn't sure who the temple thief who had seized and subdued Cranium Crusher was and was able to clash head-on with him without losing.
However, the other temple thief, who was tall and slender, was wrapped in silver armor. She had the fierceness and fierceness of a cheetah, and she could condense cold waves and ice crystals at will.
Even if he was burnt to ashes, Casava wouldn't be mistaken.
"Hailstorm …"
Casava gritted his teeth and let out a low roar of uncontrollable anger and regret.
Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that his greed and ambition would lead to such a tragic outcome!
And he couldn't possibly tell his subordinates the whole truth.
Putting aside the fact that the Hailstorm's secret identity was priceless.
Losing the treasure of the temple after obtaining it might shake the morale of the entire Blood Skull Squad. His subordinates would doubt his abilities, and they would lose their loyalty to him.
Hence, Casava could only suck in a deep breath and endure the heart-wrenching pain in his chest. Half of it was filled with ice, and the other half was filled with raging flames. He gritted his teeth and stood up.
He wanted to cry, but no tears came out. As if nothing had happened, he hissed through gritted teeth, "After them!"
What were they chasing? Where were they chasing?
No one knew.
But no one dared to ask. They were afraid that they would end up as sacrifices for Casava's raging flames.
His subordinates could only gulp and follow behind Casava. Like a group of raging beasts, they chased after the two bolts of lightning aimlessly.
Just three minutes after they had left.
The two bolts of lightning should have been heading east.
Unexpectedly, it came out from the west again, not far from where they were standing just now.
The bolts of lightning disappeared, and Meng Chao and the Hailstorm were revealed.
It turned out that they understood the principle of being under the light, so they did not run far.
They pretended to run away, but in truth, they took a detour and returned to the land of sorrow that Casava did not want to face within a short period of time.
Both of them touched the sides of their helmets gently. Their helmets gave off a crystalline quality to their temples, and they could see each other's expressions.
The Hailstorm smiled.
Meng Chao whistled.
Casava Blood Hoof was indeed one of the strongest new elites that had appeared in the Blood Hoof Clan over the past thirty years.
In just half a day, he had managed to snatch a lot of good stuff from the chaotic battlefield.
Many of the ancient weapons, armor fragments, and secret medicine that boiled eternally were secretly enshrined in the depths of the temples. They had not seen the light of day for more than one hundred years.
Thanks to Casava, these treasures were now in Meng Chao and the Hailstorm's hands.
With this windfall, Meng Chao and the Hailstorm no longer needed to worry about the cultivation resources they needed to travel from Black Horn City to Pure Gold City.
They also needed to figure out how to deal with the situation once they reached Pure Gold City.
These treasures that the Blood Hoof Clan had kept for more than one thousand years were all priceless bargaining chips.
Now, the biggest problem was how to move all these ancient treasures out of Black Horn City.
Or how to choose to leave behind the most valuable treasures.
And how to deal with the ones that they could not take away.
After thinking for a long time, both of them felt that they should not be Pixiu that could only enter and not leave.
They should at least leave behind a few heirlooms for the Blood Hoof Clan.
Of course, which one to leave, how to leave, and who to leave for was a huge problem.
Right now, there were dozens of elite warriors from different families in Black Horn City, along with the temple thieves. They were all searching for and snatching these treasures that contained terrifying totem power.
If Meng Chao and the Hailstorm could act as a middleman, they would gather the Blood Hoof Warriors from seven or eight families, and it would be best if they came from enemy families, Black Horn City, and other places. They would all have new and old grudges against each other.
In the end, they would place a few ancient weapons, armor, and secret medicine where their eyes could see.
What would happen next would definitely be very exciting and chaotic.
The more chaotic the situation in Black Horn City was, the easier it would be for the normal rat people and the two of them to escape.
Thus, the matter was settled happily and easily.
However, there was one thing that the Hailstorm did not understand.
"Just now, when we attacked from the front and back, we clearly had the chance to kill Casava. Why did you want me to hold back and show mercy?"
The Hailstorm frowned slightly and asked in dissatisfaction. "You should know that in the prison of the Blood Skull Coliseum, Casava did not show any mercy to me.
"If you did not appear in time, I am afraid that he would have carefully dismantled each of my bones. He would first grind them into powder and then burn them to ashes. From the ashes, he would find out my secret!
"Do you think that there is a possibility for us to turn enemies into friends with this guy?"
"Of course not."
Meng Chao resolutely dispelled the Hailstorm's doubts.
What Casava Bloodhoof did to him was secondary.
However, ever since the recruitment team Casava sent destroyed Cailuo Village, which had saved Meng Chao's life, killed most of the villagers, and captured the remaining villagers, including the children, and brought them to Black Horn City to be cruelly exploited.
Casava was already dead.
In Meng Chao's eyes, the current Casava was just a walking corpse waiting for the most suitable time to be harvested.
"I am not against killing Casava, but not now, and definitely not here," Meng Chao explained to the Hailstorm.
"Right now, we're the players with the fewest chips on this table, and we're also the players with the smallest cards.
"If the small players want to laugh until the end, there is a prerequisite. The more big players on the table, the better.
"Only by using the conflict between the big players can the small players have a chance of survival.
"If there is only one big player left on the table against a small player, then the chances of the latter winning the game are infinitely close to zero."
The Hailstorm seemed to understand what Meng Chao meant.
After thinking for a while, he asked, "But judging from Casava's gaze, he should have recognized me."
"Isn't that even better?"
Meng Chao said with a smile. "Casava recognized you, but he shouldn't be able to guess how you escaped. He shouldn't know your relationship with the temple thieves either.
"Logically speaking, when the temple thieves attacked the Blood Skull Temple, they must have rescued you.
"Or, you were in cahoots with the temple thieves a long time ago and were a spy they planted in Blood Skull Coliseum.
"Even if you weren't in the beginning, after you were saved by the temple thieves, you had no other choice but to stand with them, right?"
"…"
The Hailstorm was stunned for a moment before she nodded slowly.
Indeed, no one could have expected that a monster-level player like Meng Chao would descend from the sky and get involved in this complicated game.
If the Hailstorm stood in Casava's shoes, she would also think that, as a mixed-blood, she had no choice but to join the temple thieves' embrace when she was forced into a corner.
"Therefore, when the grudges, old and new, and your secrets overlapped, they turned into the strongest driving force that was burning furiously. Kasafa was in a state of fury, and he would never give up on hunting down the thieves of the temple."
"Behind Casava is the entire Bloodhoof Family. Their persistence will definitely bring great trouble to the temple thieves and the people who released the temple thieves.
"In the next half a month, we will have to travel with the temple thieves.
"During this journey, the troubles of the temple thieves will be our opportunity!"
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