The prideful Snow Leopard Warrior compromised in the end.
Even though she hated Meng Chao's smile and the feeling of being led by the nose, she had no choice.
But she had no choice. Meng Chao had helped her win too many spoils of war.
Once the treatment ended, Ice Storm brought Meng Chao to the armory in Blood Skull Coliseum.
The armory was hundreds of arms tall and long, and it was comparable to the largest supermarket in Dragon City. It was filled with Mandala Fruits that could fill the stomachs of tens of thousands of servant soldiers and weapons that could arm them to the teeth.
The walls seemed to be made of irregular rocks, but Mandala Tree branches grew freely in the cracks like vines. They blocked all the seams and formed a backbone that was even sturdier than steel.
It made the armory look like it was made of concrete. Just like the other military buildings in Black Horn City, it had stood for thousands of years and could still withstand lightning-like attacks.
There were just too many spoils of war.
Ice Storm had to ask Meng Chao to help her count them.
The rewards for winning the team battle alone were five hundred Golden Fruits, five thousand kilograms of Totem Beast meat, two hundred jars of fragrant medicines, and enough armors and weapons to equip a hundred servant soldiers. They were not the shoddy goods that were made of the bark and branches of the Mandala Tree and the bones of wild beasts. Instead, they were heavy weapons made of heavy metals.
The tens of thousands of spectators who watched with their blood boiling and cheered in excitement also rewarded Ice Storm with a lot of resources.
This was the tradition of the coliseum.
The more shocking the fight and the more satisfying the victory, the more the spectators' fighting spirit and interest would be stirred up.
When it came to true warriors, no matter what their status was, the spectators would not be stingy with their resources.
This was especially so for the spectators who had bet heavily on Ice Storm and won a lot of money. Many of them even shared one-third or even half of their rewards with the invincible Ice Queen in their hearts.
However, compared to Poison Sting, the wild boar warrior, who had lost to Ice Storm in secret, these rewards were nothing.
Even though Poison Sting had been beaten up badly by Ice Storm in the arena.
Even the Million Steam Hammer had been torn off by the Mithril Ripper.
But the Iron Skin Family still abided by the most basic rule of honor among the Turanians.
Stinger's mother sent a large amount of rare resources to Hailstorm through Casava Bloodhoof, a witness.
The regular Golden Fruits and Totem Beasts' Flesh went without saying.
There were also ten cans of Iron Skin Family's secret medicine, which could forge flesh and blood into steel and increase defense to the limit.
And a whole fifty totem beast cores!
For the sake of the mountain of rare resources, Hailstorm felt that he should bear with it for now and scratch the Harvester's face later.
However, the wager of the Iron Skin Family was not so easy to obtain.
"You shouldn't have torn apart the Million Steam Hammer in front of tens of thousands of spectators.
"Defeating a member of the Ironhide family is one thing, but tearing his totemic armor is another. This means that you don't take the Ironhide family's totemic armor seriously. This is a very serious provocation.
"You should know that the Boar-Men are a bunch of lunatics, and the Iron Skin Family is even more so. If they are angered, they will do anything!"
Hailstorm snorted coldly.
Of course she knew the consequences of provoking the Iron Skin Family.
However, just like that annoying Harvester said, the worst was about to happen. She had no way out, so naturally she had no more worries.
She had to become stronger.
She had to seize every second and use any means necessary to become stronger. Only then would she have a chance to rush out of this hopeless situation!
"You have no choice but to immediately go through the Blood Bestowment Ceremony and join the Bloodhoof family. Only then can I protect you."
Casava continued, "Otherwise, I will not bear the anger of the Iron Skin Family for you for no reason."
Hailstorm laughed.
She suddenly felt that compared to that mysterious and dangerous guy with black hair and black eyes, Casava Bloodhoof, who she had always thought was very powerful and had a faint respect for, was just an idiot.
The Harvester had only known her for five days, but he had already guessed what she really wanted.
Casava had known her for two years, so how could he not know what she was fighting for?
The adjudicator of the Blood Skull Arena saw a never-before-seen contempt in the eyes of the Snow Leopard female warrior.
He could not help but feel exasperated.
Casava sucked in a deep breath and looked past Hailstorm's shoulder to look at Meng Chao, who had pounced on a large pile of resources and was climbing up and down with his butt in the air.
His hair was like black flames, and it was incredibly piercing to his eyes.
"Just who is that guy?"
Casava narrowed his eyes. "Why did you choose such a servant soldier?"
"How I choose my servant soldiers is my own business," Hailstorm said stiffly.
The Ice Storm said stiffly, "Moreover, don't you think that he is very lucky?"
Indeed, a heavily injured rat citizen who managed to escape from the destructive storm stirred up by two totem warriors was more than just lucky. It was practically a miracle.
Casava had nothing to say to that.
He did not have the right to reprimand Hailstorm for her attitude.
After all, Hailstorm had not received his blood, so she was not a member of the Bloodhoof Family, much less his subordinate.
Strictly speaking, Hailstorm was just a free gladiator.
Even though she had obtained a lot of resources from the Blood Skull Arena, she had also used outstanding performances to earn a lot of benefits for the arena.
They were working together, so Hailstorm did not owe him anything.
As an ace with brilliant results, she had just filled in her greatest weakness of not being good at commanding squads. So, Hailstorm still had a lot of bargaining chips in her hands.
Casava cast a deep glance at Hailstorm and Meng Chao. Then, with a dark expression, he turned around and left.
Hailstorm snorted coldly and had Meng Chao bring all the rare resources into the depths of the armory. It was her personal storage that belonged to her ace.
Then, she used chains that were as thick as an arm to lock the door of the storage from the inside.
Then, Hailstorm brought out the pieces of the Million Steam Hammer's breastplate that she had torn off from the arena.
She skillfully chose five kinds of secret medicines and mixed them together according to different proportions. Then, she used a totem beast thigh bone with patterns and stirred it carefully until the secret medicine made a bubbling sound and emitted thick smoke as if it was boiling.
Then, he carefully cut open a Golden Mandala Fruit and perfectly peeled off the gelatinous, trembling flesh from the metal-like shell.
She used half of the shell of the Golden Fruit to fill the boiling medicine.
As for the flesh, she squeezed it into a puree and mixed it into the medicine.
She held her breath and waited for more than ten seconds. Then, the color of the boiling medicine changed visibly, and it shone with a faint golden light.
Then, she unfroze the piece of the Million Steam Hammer's breastplate, which had been sealed in ice, and soaked it in the faint golden medicine.
As the golden medicine let out sizzling sounds, something unbelievable happened!
The piece of the Million Steam Hammer's breastplate looked as if it had woken up from hibernation. Countless metal threads extended out of its uneven edges and greedily sucked in the golden medicine.
The liquid level inside the golden fruit shell was dropping at a visible speed, as if the secret medicine inside had been absorbed by the breastplate fragment.
After absorbing the medicine, the breastplate clearly swelled up.
It was originally sturdy and cold, but now, it was full and soft, and it felt like liquid metal.
Profound and complicated spirit tattoos appeared on its surface. They looked like blood vessels and neural networks covering a living creature's body.
It gradually lost its original breastplate shape and turned into a round metal ball. It also became more active and tried to crawl out of the Golden Fruit shell to flee in all directions.
Whoosh!
Hailstorm summoned her totem armor, the Mithril Ripper, again.
She instantly turned into a killing machine made of silver that was half human and half leopard.
When the piece of the Million Steam Hammer's breastplate absorbed the last drop of the golden medicine, the spirit tattoos all over its body glittered, and it was about to jump out of the Golden Fruit shell.
Hailstorm brandished her claws that were covered in Mithril and reached for the Golden Fruit shell.
She grabbed the broken piece of the breastplate.
The breastplate fragment spun in the Golden Fruit shell, but it couldn't escape from her palm.
Six holes appeared on the surface of the breastplate fragment, from which steam was spurting out.
The palm of the Ice Storm also shot out two streams of freezing cold air, instantly turning the opponent's steam into crystal clear ice flowers.
She was like an experienced fisherman.
She had caught a big fish, but she wasn't in a hurry to retract the hook. Instead, she patiently dealt with the big fish, letting the big fish struggle and exhaust its strength.
Finally, when the breastplate fragment of the Million Steam Hammer struggled for a long time but couldn't break out of Hailstorm's frozen palm, it gradually calmed down.
Suddenly, a few silver icicles shot out of Hailstorm's palm and pierced deep into the breastplate fragment.
The breastplate fragment seemed to have a life of its own. It let out hissing sounds.
But it couldn't resist the enormous tearing and sucking force.
The liquid metal was like jelly, and the silver icicles were like straws. In just a few seconds, the breastplate fragment that belonged to the Million Steam Hammer was sucked into the Mithril Ripper's body and devoured by the Ice Storm!
After devouring the opponent's totem armor fragment, Hailstorm was as excited as if she had been injected with an overdose of genetic medicine.
She let out a low growl like a cheetah, and her aura kept rising. Her muscles tightened, and the lines that symbolized speed, agility, and sharpness were clearly outlined by the totem armor.
What was different from before was that at this moment, there were three air holes on both arms of her armor.
Frost gushed out like steam. It compressed and stirred up the air around it, and it let out a terrifying howl!
Meng Chao watched the entire process by the side, and he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
He remembered that this was the ultimate skill of the Wild Boar Warrior, Poison Spike.
After devouring the breastplate fragment of the Million Steam Hammer, the Mithril Ripper had obtained some of the former's characteristics!
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