When their hammers broke each other's joints, their swords cut through each other's bones, and their teeth sank into each other's flesh …
It was no longer important whether it was a misunderstanding or why they were fighting.
On the two sides, glittering red lights were bursting out of the operation menu of the totem armor. With the most glamorous sound and visual effects, their fighting will was boosted to the maximum and their bodies were stimulated crazily, releasing tremendous adrenaline, dopamine, and endorphins. They were mired in the swirl of slaughter, unable to free themselves.
Perhaps to the totemic warriors, the only important thing was to fight.
As for the reason for fighting and who they were fighting against, they were not important.
In the chaos, no one noticed that the ancient weapons, armor, and medicine that had attracted the two groups of people to this place had all disappeared!
Of course, before either side was completely dead, the totemic warriors, whose brains were boiling like magma, would not have the time to think about it even if they noticed it.
While the two groups of blood-hoofed warriors were fighting, Meng Chao and Ice Storm returned to the area where a large number of rat people were gathered.
The pressure on the periphery was reduced, and the rat people could finally catch their breaths.
Under the command of the rat god's messenger, basic order was restored.
As the crowd pushed and shoved, they gradually split into a few rows and quickly disappeared into the depths of the ground through huge holes or narrow cracks.
There were fewer and fewer rat people on the ground. Meng Chao's heart, which had been hanging in his throat, slowly returned to his stomach.
Leaf and the children from Colored Luo Village should have safely escaped Black Corner City, right?
Meng Chao looked forward to it.
"Looks like you really care about the survival of these normal rat people."
Ice Storm observed his expression and was puzzled. "You shouldn't be a rat person. Why?"
"Because in the near future, they have great potential and will become my excellent customers!"
Meng Chao smiled faintly and said something that the ice storm could not understand.
Aside from creating a consumer market, there was another important reason. Meng Chao hoped that the current Dragon City would take a completely different path from the one in his previous life.
In his previous life, Dragon City did not care about the lives of normal rat people.
Even the lives of tens of millions of normal citizens in Dragon City were not cared about by the peerless elites.
In the end, ten thousand suns would explode above Dragon City, and destructive flames would descend from the sky, bringing about the end of the entire civilization.
Meng Chao did not know where the key to shattering the apocalypse was.
Therefore, he could only try to do something completely different from his previous life.
The life of a mere rat folk was insignificant.
But who could guarantee that the key to destroying the apocalypse and saving Dragon City was not hidden in a rat man teenager like Leaf?
Of course, no matter how hard he tried, it was still too idealistic to want to rescue all the millions of ratfolk out of Blackhorn City.
Even the Rat Dwellers gathered in the northern part of the city couldn't have all escaped through the underground tunnel.
The Bloodhoof Warriors were not fools.
Very soon, they would react and chase after him again. They might even chase him all the way to the underground tunnel.
He wanted to ensure that the majority of the rat citizens could safely evacuate.
Someone had to volunteer to bring up the rear and stop the attack.
The messenger of the Rat God had already arranged such a group of people.
Their families had been slaughtered by the Bloodhoof Warriors, and their homes had been burned to the ground. They had an irreconcilable grudge against the Bloodhoof Warriors, and their bodies had been cruelly exploited over a long period of time. They were not suited to travel for long distances.
Once the messenger of the Rat God decided on the candidates, he continued instilling in them the idea that even if they had to sacrifice themselves for the Great-horned Rat God and the glory of the sixth clan, they would be able to quickly reunite with their families at the summit of the Sacred Mountain.
The rat citizens who had lost all hope believed in this idea deeply.
They tore off the blood-soaked cloth from the corpses of their fallen comrades.
He tied the shining spear and battle-axe that he had dug out from the depths of the ground to his palm.
Many of them even tied the explosives that the messenger of the Rat God had given them to their waists. They released incredibly unstable spirit energy ripples.
After drinking the mandala fruit wine that was mixed with totem beast blood, which the rat citizens did not have the right to enjoy, they gradually became excited, and they ignored the pain in their bodies and their fear of death.
They smiled and were filled with hope as they watched a large number of their fellow rat citizens escape through the underground tunnels. Then, they defended their positions and were prepared to die with the Bloodhoof Warriors at any moment.
The volunteer army's spirit of sacrifice made Meng Chao respect them.
Even though many of the volunteer army soldiers had the characteristics of beasts on their faces and bodies, Meng Chao was still in a daze.
But in his daze, Meng Chao could not tell just how different they were from the veterans in Dragon City who did not retreat even when they faced terrifying beasts that were dozens of times stronger than them.
Meng Chao did not have a good impression of the schemers with ulterior motives hiding behind the Great-horned Rat God.
But Meng Chao did not think that there was anything wrong with the normal rat citizens who believed in the Great-horned Rat God and fought for their dignity and freedom under the blood-soaked war flag.
As an Earthling who came from the twenty-second century and knew about the countless failed revolts in the thousands of years of civilization, he naturally had the right to laugh at the rat citizens' ignorance.
However, if Earthlings were placed in the same environment as the rat citizens and had to endure their fate of being exploited, enslaved, looked down on, and deceived, they would not be able to do any better.
It was precisely because of this that Meng Chao did not want the rat citizens to repeat the mistakes of his previous life.
After shedding a lot of blood, they would fall into the cycle of being deceived and enslaved again, and they would end up as stepping stones for ambitious people.
"I hope that my rebirth will be able to make all the sacrifices of those who have died valiantly gain their due value."
With that thought in mind, Meng Chao tightened his tattered clothes and squeezed into the crowd with Hailstorm.
At that moment, the rat citizens were still very disorganized.
Many of the rat people came from all directions, drifting along with the flow and being swept here.
They were all dizzy and had yet to recover from their shock. Forget about recognizing each other, they had even forgotten their own names.
The rat god's messengers had limited manpower and time.
It was clear that it was impossible for them to perform detailed screening work on every rat citizen here.
Besides, the Blood Hooves Warriors had very distinct characteristics from their appearance, body shape, and burning killing intent.
It was unlikely that any of the Blood Hooves Warriors would suddenly have the idea to blend into the rat citizens' ranks and act as a spy.
Hence, the rat god's messengers could only bring everyone into the tunnel.
Just like that, Meng Chao and Hailstorm successfully went underground.
Together with hundreds and thousands of rat people, they advanced underground.
To prevent unnecessary chaos and casualties from being crushed and trampled on each other, there was a chain at the front and back of each row.
They only needed to hold onto the chain and move forward to maintain the most basic order.
On both sides of the underground tunnel, there was a bright warning lamp every three to five arm's length away to guide them in the direction of hope.
Aside from that, the underground tunnel had been built thousands of years ago. It was originally prepared for the large Blood Hooves Warriors.
Most of the rat citizens were much smaller and thinner than the Blood Hooves Warriors.
This also ensured that there was some space between them so that the tragedy of trampling on each other would not happen.
Even so, this kind of long journey in the dim underground environment still tested the organization of the entire team and the commanding ability of the commander.
Meng Chao doubted whether the rat citizen slave workers around him who had not been professionally trained could really grit their teeth and walk dozens of kilometers to reach a safe area far away from Black Corner City.
If the exit was too close to Black Corner City, then it would be meaningless.
Because the Blood Hooves Army stationed outside the city could catch up to them and defeat them at any moment.
At that moment, a rumbling explosion came from behind them.
The entire underground tunnel trembled slightly.
A large amount of fine sand and shattered stones fell from above their heads.
The Blood Hooves Warriors had probably charged into the northern part of the city again and fought against the Stop Force that stayed behind to bring up the rear.
In fact, the Blood Hooves Warriors had already discovered the secret of the underground escape tunnel and were attacking the entrance of the tunnel at all costs.
Meng Chao was anxious.
No matter how the Stop Force treated death calmly.
Once the Blood Hooves Warriors became serious, they were destined to have no chance at all.
Before long, the Bloody Hooves Warriors would march into the underground channel. Like a combination of a meat grinder and a excavator, they would crush all the rats who were still lingering in the underground channel unstoppably and crush all the rats who were still lingering in the channel into meat paste.
Meanwhile, the rat people definitely wouldn't be able to escape from this extremely long passageway in just a short fifteen minutes to a quarter of an hour.
Clearly, aside from Meng Chao and the ice storm, many of the rat citizens had realized this problem.
The team, which had just regained some order, gradually panicked and became scattered again.
Boom!
Suddenly, a deafening explosion came from a place near the back of the team.
A large number of boulders fell and blocked the end of the underground tunnel.
But this would not buy them much time.
No matter how big the boulders were and how hard they were, to the Blood Hooves Warriors who wore totemic armor and held rock crushing hammers, it would only take a few hits to destroy them.
"Faster! Faster! "
Someone shouted from the depths of the tunnel.
"Everyone, don't panic. The Great Horned Rat God has already blessed us and brought us here. As long as our faith in the Rat God is firm, we will definitely be able to escape successfully!"
Another person was comforting them.
That was true.
Everything that happened in Black Corner City today was probably a "miracle" for everyone except Meng Chao and the ice storm!
Under the encouragement of the "miracle", the motley crew that should have panicked miraculously calmed down again.
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