And the method to combine the "broken armor" into a full set of totem armor was very simple in theory.
Or, they could go to the remote mountains and forests and search for the nests of the totem beasts. As long as they kept killing the totem beasts, they would naturally be able to obtain the "totem power" in their bodies and the "control core", and slowly assemble a full set of armor.
However, the unprecedented, prosperous era that lasted for half a century caused the number of high level Beastmen to soar to a peak in thousands of years, and the living space of the totem beasts was compressed to the limit.
The surviving wild totem beasts were all very alert, and were good at camouflage, concealment and escape.
Unless they mobilized hundreds of clan warriors to form a large hunting team, it would be very difficult to catch the wild totem beasts that were dwindling.
Or, they could go to the arena and bet their broken armor with other broken armor warriors.
The winner would get the broken armor of the loser, and the loser would naturally have nothing, clean and clean!
Of course, if one was lucky enough to be born into a noble family with a long history like the Bloodhoof Family or the Ironhide Family, the family would have hundreds of sets of totemic armors worn by their ancestors. That would be easy.
For thousands of years, the blood of countless Turan warriors stained the battlefield. Their corpses returned to the earth, and became precious nutrients for the Mandala Tree.
However, the totem armor that they had once condensed and put on would not be destroyed with their sacrifice. Instead, it would transform into various forms and be stored in the rich families, temples, arenas and various ancient battlefields in Turan Ze.
As long as they passed the clan's trial and completed difficult and dangerous missions, they would naturally be able to obtain the armor that their ancestors had once put on, and continue their glory for thousands of years.
All of the above were considered open and aboveboard ways.
If they did not want or did not have the ability to gather a large group, they could go to the habitat of the totem beasts to try their luck.
They also did not want to bet their broken armor on the arena, in case they lost everything.
Their ancestors were not invincible heroes, and did not pass down a few sets of majestic totem armor.
Then the only way left was to "kill and steal".
Turan Ze was definitely not a peaceful paradise.
High-ranked Orcs were definitely not law-abiding citizens.
In the shabby alleys around the colosseum, where there was a foul atmosphere, in order to fight for a set of totem armor, no, just for a pair of wrist guards, shoulder guards, or half of a liquid metal mask carved with runes, all kinds of dirty fights, such as sneak attacks, stabbing people in the back, and fighting openly, had never ceased.
"Wait —"
When Meng Chao heard this, he could not hold it in anymore. "Aren't the Turanians super brave? They're all upright and unyielding men. Even if they have any conflicts or want something, they should go to the battlefield or the coliseum and snatch it openly. Why would they resort to underhanded means, surprise attacks, and sneak attacks? Are they allowed to do that?"
"That's right. Most of the time, the people of the Turanians are honorable and tough men.
The Ice Storm said, "But, there's no other way, the Totem Armor is too fragrant."
"…"
Meng Chao scratched his head and said, "Then, does this sort of private snatching mean that you're tarnishing a warrior's honor? Will the ancestral spirits be displeased and even punish you?"
"Indeed, it's tarnishing a warrior's honor, and the ancestral spirits will punish you," the Ice Storm said.
"So, you have to do it cleanly and not leave behind any evidence. If someone kills and snatches someone's belongings and leaves a trail behind, and it's seen by others, it'll be a disgrace to his family and the ancestral spirits. He'll be attacked by everyone. At that time, anyone has the right to kill him and snatch his Totem Armor."
"I see."
Meng Chao's eyes darted around, and he seemed to be deep in thought. "It's really sacred and honorable!"
The Ice Storm had been with him for a few days, and she knew that this "harvester" was not as harmless as he looked. He was even more dangerous than Casava Bloodhoof. He might even be a devil incarnate from the deepest part of the Eternal Night Abyss.
She frowned slightly and said, "I know what you're thinking, but I advise you to get rid of this crazy and stupid idea as soon as possible!"
Meng Chao raised his eyebrows.
He realized that his question was too blatant, and it was hard for him to deny that he was up to no good.
"Why?" he asked in a noncommittal manner.
"First of all, it's impossible for you to defeat a totem warrior, even if he's only equipped with one broken limb."
The Ice Storm said seriously, "Believe me, the same warrior, with or without totemic power, will have a huge difference in combat power. Even the weakest warrior in broken armor is completely different from the house rat servant soldiers that you just defeated.
"Second, and more importantly, even if you can defeat or even kill a broken warrior and snatch his totem power, it's impossible for you to perfectly integrate this unique totem power into your flesh and soul.
"Without the help of a witch doctor and priest, it's impossible for you to resist the violent impact of the totem power.
"Moreover, you don't know his background. You don't know if a seemingly ordinary broken armor contains the fighting spirit and murderous aura from thousands of years ago."
"Wait, fighting spirit and murderous aura from thousands of years ago? What is that?" Meng Chao caught the key point.
The Ice Storm curled her lips and put on an expression that said, "You don't know anything, and you still want to take the totem armor? You're really reckless." But she also enjoyed the pleasure of guiding the Harvester. She explained patiently, "Do you think that the totem armor is just a piece of armor that can be stored in the body at any time?
"It's a living thing. It's the blessing of the ancestors. It's the crystallization of the strongest will of generations of Turan warriors. It contains endless experience, skills, murderous aura, and the desire to conquer!
"If it's a broken armor that has just been removed from the body of a totem beast and hasn't been implanted by anyone before, it's like a piece of white board. When you implant such a 'white board broken armor', at most, you'll see some muddle-headed totem beasts roaring in the forest.
"But if you carelessly snatch and implant a piece of 'One Hundred Battle Damaged Armor' that has been passed down for thousands of years and has had hundreds of owners, then the shocking scenes of hundreds of owners fighting and the pain they felt when they died on the battlefield will surge into your head like a flood.
"Trust me, even if you flip through all the magic books in the Land of Holy Light, you won't be able to find enough words to describe the feeling of unbearable pain. You'll definitely not be able to handle it!"
"So that's how it is. This means that the totem armor isn't just a simple biological liquid metal. It also uses some unbelievable method to seal countless … heroic spirits that can last for more than one thousand years?"
Meng Chao mumbled in his heart.
The light in his eyes became hotter and sharper.
"Then how do I get this' One Hundred Battle Damaged Armor 'that has been surrounded by more than one hundred owners and endless murderous aura?" He was extremely bold, and he refused to give up.
The Ice Storm could not help but rub her temples.
She felt a headache coming on.
She felt that ever since the harvester appeared, the situation, which was already out of control, was going out of control.
"Either you have the support of rich families like Blood Hoof and Iron Skin, and they naturally have secret medicine and spells that have been passed down for thousands of years, which can help totem warriors control the endless murderous aura in the ancient, damaged armor, or your nerves are even sturdier than chains made of steel, and your mental power is so strong that you have obtained the acknowledgement of more than one hundred generations of warriors."
The Ice Storm sighed. "You can't have either of these two things. So promise me, get rid of this crazy and stupid idea. I don't care if you die or not, but don't cause me trouble. At least, before I solve my own problems, don't cause me any new problems!"
"Unparalleled mental power … You have obtained the acknowledgement of the endless murderous aura in the depths of the armor …"
Meng Chao ignored her and sank into deep thought.
"…"
The Ice Storm made up her mind. No matter what, she was going to give this guy a good scratch!
But at that moment, a brand new war drum rang in the arena.
The three mutilated corpses of two people and one beast were hastily cleaned up. A brand new and even more exciting fight was about to begin on the pools of blood that had yet to coagulate.
In truth, this was the main competition today. It was a fight between two totem warriors.
The fight between the rat people and the totem beasts was just a warm-up before the show started.
The Ice Storm's eyes lit up.
"The next fight will be between two warriors in broken armor. Based on the agreement between the two sides, not only will the winner have the right to take away the loser's totem armor, he will also be able to help his family. In the battle of glory, he will be able to get some of the commanding rights and spoils of war from the loser's family. So, both sides will definitely fight with their full strength. Open your eyes wide and see the strength of the warriors in broken armor!"
She raised her nose and said to Meng Chao.
The cheers were ten times louder than before, and the two warriors in broken armor flew onto the arena.
One of them was a wild boar man. Even though he was not as domineering as the members of the Iron Skin Family, his fangs were raised high, and his small eyes shone with a faint red light. He looked fierce.
The other one represented a tauren family, but it was not a tauren warrior. Instead, it was a tiger man covered in light golden fur. He wore a blood-stained horn helmet.
Meng Chao felt his spirits lift.
He had heard from the old and wise Spider that when warriors from different cities, villages, and settlements gathered together to form a mighty army, to prevent them from being dissatisfied with each other and refusing to obey orders, they would usually use wrestling to decide the organization of the army, the ownership of the commanding rights, and the distribution of the spoils of war.
When two families wanted to work together, they would first send out two or two teams of warriors, and through a fair fight, they would decide who would be the commander, who would be the vanguard, and who would be the treasurer.
If more families wanted to form an allied army of a larger scale, they would continuously increase the scale of the wrestling. Whoever was stronger would have the final say.
If they fought like this in Blood Skull Coliseum, it meant that the Blood Hoof Family and the many people in the audience were witnesses. It was impossible for them to deny it.
Hence, both sides would do their best and fight to the death!
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