The mutation that happened to the sole survivor pushed the already heated atmosphere around the arena to a frenzied state.
Especially when the armored rat people forcefully cut off the totem beast's head, raised the huge head high, and let out a furious roar.
All the spectators in the area stood up and used all their strength to clap and cheer for him.
Meng Chao heard many of the spectators seriously thinking of a new name for the rat man they did not know. Was it better to call him Pig Slaughterer or Pig Slaughtering Knife?
The atmosphere of the spectators immersed themselves in the fight and enjoyed it made Meng Chao feel dazed.
Based on Earthlings' standards, the high-grade orcs were a group of strange people.
The warriors had a brutal and callous side to them. They mercilessly plundered all the Mandala Fruits that the entire village relied on to survive.
If the villagers did not obey them, they would slaughter the entire village.
The weak rat men were not treated as their comrades or even lives. They were just tools or even fuel. They were only fit to be in the dungeons, the forges, the construction sites, and the cannon fodder. They were used to squeeze out every last drop of fat from the depths of their bones.
In fact, they did not even spare the corpses of the rat men. They would literally tear them into pieces and offer them to the "sacred spirits of their ancestors".
Even when they treated their own blood relatives and children, they were still merciless.
The children who were born weak and could not go through the coming of age ceremony were abandoned by the warriors without hesitation. They were branded as rat men and sent to the forges. Some of them were even exiled to the borders of Turanze, where they were left to fend for themselves.
However, when the rat men showed strength and courage that did not match their status, they cheered for them from the bottom of their hearts and accepted them without any grudge. They became one of their own.
Meng Chao could not imagine just what sort of drastic change had happened during the development of the Turan civilization that resulted in such a strange form of society and moral rules.
Or could it be that the creator of the high-grade orcs had planned all of this from the very beginning?
But what was the goal of such a design?
Alright, compared to the various strange races in the Other World in the depths of his previous life's memories, the high-grade orcs were not the strangest.
Right now, Meng Chao was only concerned about one thing. "Mister Ice Storm, as long as we kill totem beasts, will we be able to snatch the armor naturally contained in their bodies?"
"For the rat people who have nothing, this is the safest method."
The Ice Storm said, "Although in the wild, hunting and killing a totem beast is possible to steal its armor, because the totem power is extremely violent and unstable, the rat people who steal the armor usually don't have a good ending. They will be devoured by the totem power.
"Only after being trained by the warriors of the clan in the arena, treated by the witch doctors and performed by the priests, can the totemic power and the fleshly body be completely melded.
Just as he expected, Meng Chao saw four witch doctors with rainbow-colored feathers and huge masks made of ebony, white bones, and scrapped phones jump onto the arena.
They first surrounded the lucky ones who were wearing the totemic armor, dancing and chanting.
It was as if they were thanking the ancestral spirits for their protection.
Then, they used four huge brushes and dipped them in a faint golden medicine that was even thicker than honey. They smeared it on the lucky ones body and sealed his wounds.
Then, he let the lucky one drink a whole jar of steaming hot medicinal liquid.
Then, the two witch doctors danced again.
The other two witch doctors quickly dissected the totem beasts' corpses and took out the bones that had natural patterns on them. They then stuck their entire heads and arms into the totem beasts' stomachs. After searching for a long time, they finally found the 'core' that grew at the end of the spine, with the spinal cord and blood vessels wrapped around it.
Meng Chao believed that it was just like the Worship of the Ship in the treatment room.
The witch doctors' exaggerated performance was due to superstition and the sense of ritual.
But there was also a certain amount of scientific reasoning behind it.
At the very least, the two types of medicine that could be applied externally and taken orally would definitely help the liquid metal quickly and steadily fuse with the body.
'Oh, right.'
Meng Chao suddenly thought of something. 'There is only one survivor in this fight, so he obtained all the totem power. But what if there are two survivors?'
"Usually, this sort of situation doesn't happen. Before the gladiators enter the arena, the adjudicators will first adjust the number of gladiators based on the strength of the totem beast and the gladiator to make sure that both sides are on equal footing. They must fight to the last drop of blood before the victor can be decided," Ice Storm said.
"It's already very lucky for one gladiator to survive. It's rare for there to be two survivors.
"Even if there really is one survivor, the totem power will choose the one who is braver and stronger and can deal a fatal blow to the totem beast to become its new master."
Meng Chao quirked his eyebrows.
Ice Storm's words revealed a very important piece of information.
The biological liquid metal that could freely change shape and gather together to form totem armor had a certain degree of intelligence. It could evaluate and choose its master, or rather … its host!
"Can anyone enter the arena and challenge the totem beast?" Meng Chao asked with slight anticipation.
Ice Storm knew what he was thinking.
The black-haired and black-eyed man might be annoying and dangerous, but Meng Chao had rejected Casava Bloody Hoof and provoked the Iron Skin Family.
His strength was not bad for Meng Chao.
Hence, Ice Storm explained patiently, "Not everyone can enter the arena. This is just the weakest totem beast. It can't even be considered a battle squad. It's used to filter out rat people and clan warriors who haven't reached the age of adulthood.
"If an adult clan warrior who already has a totem armor chooses such a weak existence as his opponent, wouldn't he be mocked by the entire clan?"
The high-grade orcs' strength classification system was very simple and crude.
Regardless of whether it was orcs or totem beasts, they were all divided into battle squads, battle gangs, and battle squads.
Based on Meng Chao's analysis, they were roughly equivalent to Dragon City's Earth Realm, Heaven Realm, and Deity Realm.
Below the major realms, there were no subrealms, and there was no need to look into the unique changes and signs of different realms.
There was only one way to differentiate strength — fight!
Those who could beat up an entire battle squad until their faces were swollen were battle-squad elites.
Those who could suppress a battle gang with five to eight hundred people were battle-squad elites.
If you could make an entire battle group tremble in front of you, then you had to be a peerlessly tyrannical "battle group level" powerhouse.
As for the army level, which was above battle-squad elites, they were like the existences who surpassed Deity Realm in Dragon City.
In theory, they could reach a breakthrough, but in reality, they had never heard of it.
After all, in the military structure of the Turan civilization, even the smallest army had a few battle squads under them, and they easily had more than one hundred thousand people.
Even the strongest of the five great clans and the peerless existences who were crowned war chiefs did not dare say that they could fight against an entire army of one hundred thousand people on their own.
Of course, not every Tom, Dick, or Harry among the Rat Citizens was qualified to compete for the "Totem Power".
Totem beasts were rare resources.
The monster horde in Turan Ze did not have a mastermind behind it. All the totem beasts were scattered.
If they fought one on one, they would not be the high-grade orcs' opponents.
This was especially true in the past half a century of prosperity, which caused the number of high-grade orcs to increase at an insane rate. It greatly destroyed the natural environment that totem beasts relied on to survive, and wild totem beasts became fewer and fewer.
That was why the five great clans banned hunting and forbade the rat people from casually killing normal beasts to destroy the totem beasts' food chain.
In this sort of situation, if a rat person without any background killed a totem beast on the stage and stole its totem power, then left, the power that provided the totem beast would suffer a huge loss.
That was why if they wanted to participate in the competition, they had to first be recognized by a certain family and make an agreement. Once they stole the totem power, they had to go through the Blood Bestowal Ceremony and completely cut off all ties with the past. They had to become a part of the new family and treat the new family's ancestral spirits as their ancestors. They had to fight for the new family's glory.
Only then would they have the right and resources to possess the totem armor.
Meng Chao could be considered a member of Ice Storm.
The problem was, Ice Storm herself was an outsider. She was a free gladiator and did not have any family supporting her.
If she was willing to join the Bloodhoof Family, everything would be fine, and Meng Chao would be able to bask in her glory.
But neither Ice Storm nor Meng Chao could become Casafa's vassal and become a pawn of the Bloodhoof Family.
Meng Chao understood now.
The logic was similar to that of Dragon City.
In Dragon City, once the poor people showed their talents, if they were willing to sign a contract with the nine great mega corporations, they would naturally get a lot of cultivation resources, all sorts of competitions, leveling up, and job opportunities. Even nano fighting suits and motorized armor would not be a problem for them.
But if they wanted to become freelancers, start their own businesses, and start from scratch, they would have to rely on themselves for gene medicine and spirit energy weapons.
For the time being, he cast aside the thought of joining the gladiators to steal totem power and asked, "I don't think I obtained a full set of armor from a totem beast, but just fragments of armor?"
"Of course. Totem armor is a powerful divine weapon. If even the weakest totem beast has a full set of armor, how powerful would it be?"
Ice Storm told Meng Chao that unless it was an incredibly rare battle group level totem beast.
Otherwise, most of the totem beasts' totem power would not be able to gather together to form a full set of armor that covered every inch of their skin.
It was already pretty good if they could gather a few armor fragments to strengthen certain limbs and organs.
As a matter of fact, most totemic warriors embarked on their long journey in the form of "broken armor".
Only aces like Ice Storm, who had fought in hundreds of battles, or descendants of rich families like Casafa and Poison Sting, who had pure bloodlines and had gone through the coming of age ceremony, could obtain a full set of totem armor.
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