But he quickly understood. After Rabbit No. 1 swallowed the bodies of the two rabbits, its aura, which had been weakened by the flames, instantly rose again. It fearlessly took the initiative to meet the four rabbit reinforcements!
This fierce battle was an eye-opener for Ding Ning. Rabbit No.1 was brave and unparalleled. Even though it was one against four, it did not fall into a disadvantageous position at all. It stood up and moved swiftly like a martial arts master, advancing and retreating according to the rules. The four rabbits were beaten until their white fur was dyed with blood, looking extremely miserable!
"Huo huo huo …"
As the saying goes, even a rabbit will bite when it's cornered. The four rabbits were really cornered. They fearlessly pounced on Rabbit No. 1 and piled on top of him, biting and biting him crazily. It was so painful that Rabbit No. 1 struggled with all its might. It opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of flames, igniting the fur of the four rabbits. However, the four rabbits obviously had low-level intelligence and had a sacrificial spirit.
Two rabbits broke away from the battle and kept rolling on the ground. After extinguishing the fire, they pounced on Rabbit No. 1 again, replacing their companions. The other two rabbits cooperated with each other and immediately broke away to extinguish the fire before pouncing on Rabbit No. 1 again.
White fur fluttered and blood splattered. The battle scene was extremely tragic and bloody, causing Ding Ning's scalp to go numb. Damn it, are these still rabbits? They're even more ferocious than jackals and wolves!
Rabbit No. 1 was a little brother that he had painstakingly taken in. As the boss, how could he just watch it fall into danger without doing anything?
Thus, Ding Ning brazenly charged into the battle and spat out a mouthful of flames. The two rabbits that had just extinguished the fire rolled on the ground in pain, their aura quickly weakening.
Now was the time. Ding Ning repeated the same trick. He leaped onto one of the rabbits and activated Absolute Touch to modify its genes.
A moment later, little brother number two was born. Its originally bald fur grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye. It intimately licked Ding Ning's hand and majestically charged into the battle.
Ding Ning had no time to give instructions. He jumped onto another rabbit that had just put out the fire and carried out genetic modification for it. When Lackey No. 3 was born, he found that Number One and Number Two had joined hands to kill the two rabbits easily and unkindly eaten them. Ding Ning did not have the time to give instructions to Number Two and Number One.
Ding Ning swallowed his saliva and wanted to cry but had no tears. "Fuck, I haven't tasted rabbit meat yet."
Before he could ask his three subordinates to save some food for him, the dozens of rabbits around him seemed to be enraged and surrounded him like a pack of wolves.
Ding Ning wanted to cry. "Damn it, do you have to be so cruel? Aren't they all passive monsters?" How did it become an active monster?
However, he understood that the rabbits seemed to be extremely sensitive and hated traitors. It would be strange if these rabbits were not enraged when they saw three of them betray them at once.
The three rabbits had undergone genetic modification, and the explosive increase in their strength seemed to have filled them with confidence. They actually stood on their hind legs and provocatively raised their middle fingers at the group of rabbits.
Ding Ning was dumbfounded. "F * ck, this rabbit has become a spirit. It even knows the international gestures."
The enraged rabbit pack was even scarier than a pack of wolves. The provocation of the three traitors had completely infuriated them. Following the enraged rabbit's furious attack, a fierce rabbit battle began.
On the contrary, Ding Ning was magnificently ignored by the rabbit pack. He helplessly watched the three rabbit brothers fall into a tight encirclement. Even if he wanted to intervene, he couldn't.
Blood splashed, soft white rabbit fur fluttered in the wind, bright red flames constantly flashed, and from time to time, a rabbit was kicked out by someone.
Ding Ning couldn't intervene and could only pick up the leftovers. Seeing a rabbit kicked out of the battle, he yelled and rushed forward, beginning to collect his subordinates.
Number four … number five … number eight … number twelve …
Originally, the three rabbit brothers were at an absolute disadvantage, but as Ding Ning constantly subdued rabbits to join the battle and attack them, they gradually recovered from the disadvantage and even slowly gained the upper hand.
Ding Ning looked at the piles of roasted rabbit meat covetously, drooling. Unfortunately, these rabbit meat were to replenish the energy of his little brothers. They were fighting a bloody battle for him. How could he have the nerve to snatch food from them just for the sake of his desire for good food?
Twelve rabbit brothers were twelve pets with intelligence, and they were twelve eye-catching mounts. Thinking of the scene of riding rabbits in the street with his wives, Ding Ning smiled so much that his molars were exposed.
It was not that Ding Ning didn't want to continue to recruit younger brothers. Naturally, the more cool younger brothers who could fight and ride, the better. It was just that each genetic modification required a lot of superpower. His superpower was only enough to modify twelve rabbits. Otherwise, with his greedy character, he could not wait to collect all these rabbits as pets with intelligence.
The battle finally came to a successful end after all the rabbits were annihilated. Just as Ding Ning was about to collect the thousand-year-old elixirs that could be seen everywhere with ecstasy, he felt dizzy and appeared in front of the bronze gate.
"Fuck, my pets with intelligence, my elixirs!"
Ding Ning's heart, liver, and lungs were twitching in pain. He passed the trial, but he couldn't bring out the rabbit brothers and the elixirs all over the ground. How could he accept this? He couldn't help but let out a miserable howl.
"The first trial of the Witch Tribe Warrior has been completed. Do you want to enter the second trial to accept the inheritance?"
The War God Totem didn't show up, but the cold voice sounded in his mind.
Ding Ning said feebly like a frosted eggplant, "Enter!"
The Thick Earth Totem suddenly emitted yellow fluorescence, which reflected with the notch on the bronze gate. After a tremor like an earthquake, the bronze gate opened again.
This time, it was a complete bronze hall like when Ding Ning accepted the first trial of inheritance. Unfortunately, there was no stone statue with the Ivy Bead as the core driving force. Only the War God Totem stood there like a stone statue, which made Ding Ning very disappointed.
As soon as he walked into the hall, before Ding Ning could question where the War God Totem had taken his little rabbit brother, the War God Totem grabbed Ding Ning like he was catching a chicken and tossed him into the air.
Ding Ning fell into the Shen Nong Nine Dragons Cauldron, which automatically opened the lid, without any resistance, and fell firmly into the half furnace of medicinal liquid with a plop.
This time, the medicinal liquid was refined with at least hundreds of kinds of rare medicinal materials. It was as thick as amber. Just smelling the fragrance made Ding Ning feel comfortable all over and like a fairy!
Although he had been prepared, when he thought of the pain of refining the weapon, Ding Ning twitched subconsciously and faintly felt fear.
This time, the standard of treatment seemed to be very high. There was no stone statue, and the War God Totem did it in person.
This guy might be worried that I would steal the Ivy Bead after refining the weapon, right? So, he did it in person!
Ding Ning thought maliciously, but then he couldn't laugh. This War God Totem was much more ferocious than those stone statues. It grabbed Ding Ning's head and feet and twisted them hard as if it was wringing dry clothes after washing …
"Ow!"
Ding Ning screamed violently in pain, with snot and tears running down his face. "Fuck, it's too painful. It's not a pain that a human can bear!"
It twisted Ding Ning's body into a screw-like shape. Ding Ning thought that his bones were hard enough, but in the hands of the War God Totem, the bones that he was proud of were as fragile as fried fried dough. His bones were broken, his flesh was separated, and even his blood vessels and fascias were visible to the naked eye!
Ding Ning didn't know how others felt when they saw him being cut open like a pig being slaughtered. Anyway, he didn't want to see it for the second time in his life. That kind of piercing pain and visual fear made him want to die immediately.
Unfortunately, the process of refining the weapon did not allow him to faint. The human body's self-protection mechanism lost its effect at this moment, and the phenomenon without scientific basis was not surprising here.
At least Ding Ning was clear-headed as he watched the War God Totem twist off his head and soak it in the potion. Then, he watched as his headless body was violently stripped of flesh, blood, and fascia by the War God Totem, leaving only a skeleton!
Then … Ding Ning was so scared that he cried!
The War God Totem, this pervert, put his bones on the edge of the Shen Nong Nine Dragons Cauldron one by one. The nine dragon heads spouted flames and kept roasting. The bones were constantly melted under the fire and turned into a pile of bone fluid. Then, this bloody butcher took out a hammer and kept hammering his bone fluid like forging iron, and sprinkled some powdery things into the bone fluid from time to time.
So, Ding Ning watched his bones turn into bone fluid under the high temperature, and then under the effect of the powder, some black impurities kept oozing out. Then, under the continuous hammering of the giant hammer, they slowly became bones again, but those bones were obviously much smaller than his original bones.
Such an experience could not be experienced by anyone in a lifetime, but Ding Ning was an exception. Although the pain still made him want to die, he immersed all his mind in the movements of the War God Totem.
Yes, it was a hammering action like forging iron. At first glance, this hammering action seemed very rough and direct, without any art to speak of. But when Ding Ning focused on it to divert his attention from the pain, he found that each of its actions seemed to be full of an indescribable unique charm, attracting all his attention.
Eight Hammers of Heaven Breaking, refined steel can become soft!
The stone man emitted a misty red light, and a piece of information flowed into Ding Ning's mind, making Ding Ning burst with joy as if he had been enlightened.
This was the hammering method of purifying materials in Chiyou's refining technique, and it was also a set of killing technique that could destroy the world!
He kept watching and comprehending, forming the trajectory of the hammering method in his mind.
After an unknown amount of time, a golden skeleton the size of a baby was formed. The War God Totem then threw the skeleton into the medicinal liquid like throwing garbage. Under Ding Ning's incredulous gaze, it pulled out the blood vessels from the pile of rotten meat and put them under the spit of the fire dragon to be roasted!
The blood vessels kept melting under the spit of the fire dragon, and gradually became drops of ruby like crystal blood drops. But under the control of the War God Totem, they turned into a red blood stone, and then began to be hammered by the Eight Hammers of Heaven Breaking. The red blood kept oozing out drops of impurities under the hammering of the giant hammer!
Then, the tendons, flesh, nails, internal organs, and even hair were hammered and hammered by the War God Totem one by one, refining all the tiny impurities hidden in them, and then throwing them into the medicinal liquid to soak.
Just when Ding Ning thought the training was finally over, the War God Totem picked up his head, dug out his eyeballs, and put them aside.
Ding Ning was completely dumbfounded. His consciousness actually gathered in his two eyeballs, and he was soberly watching the totem of the war god carefully hammering his skull, scalp, hair, blood vessels, and even brain matter with the Eight Heaven-Breaking Hammers.
Pain, indescribable pain, especially when hammering the white brain matter. Ding Ning felt as if a giant hammer was constantly hammering his head. It hurt so much that he wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
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