The Earth People are so Fierce

Before Meng Chao came up with a way to sneak into the abandoned sewage pipe.

The battlefield gradually shifted towards the slums.

The rat people living in the slum all ran out.

Clan warriors have a sense of pride that is self-righteous.

Under normal circumstances, it would not be possible to kill the rat people directly for fun.

Especially in the "game of the brave" this kind of large-scale competition which is used to worship ancestor spirits and has a strong sense of ritual.

Clan warriors are less likely to actively, directly, and deliberately target the rat people.

So as not to be ridiculed by others and punished by the ancestor spirit.

However, they obviously will not avoid the rat people specifically, or care about the life and death of a rat people.

Basically, in the eyes of the zealous and violent warriors of the clan, the rat people are obstacles similar to ruined walls or trash cans.

It is also a projectile that can be picked up and thrown at the opponent.

The rat people living in this area were all curled up and shivered in the small and simple shack.

But the thin walls that leaked on all sides were just muddy fences.

There is not even mud, and can only be barely covered with rags.

Obviously, they couldn't resist the swords and shadows and killing intent of the clan warriors.

You must know that both the wild boar and the tauren are terrifying existences with a height of more than two meters and a weight of more than 300 kilograms.

If the blood of some wild elephants is still mixed in the body, it grows to more than four or five meters, and the weight is close to one ton, it is commonplace.

Such a behemoth, even if it is really not "malicious," just a light rub is enough to crush the rat people's shack, the house collapses, and the rat people's muscles are broken and bloody.

It must be admitted that in the beginning, the clan warriors did not intentionally destroy the slums.

However, as the fighting became more and more intense, some warriors found that the rat people's shack collapsed, and they were able to retrieve a large amount of rubble and beams, which were used as weapons and smashed at their opponents.

There were also some warriors who exerted too much force and stared at Venus, and had to retreat into the ruined walls to take a breath.

Naturally, the opponent didn't want to leave him a little cooling time, so he roared and rushed forward, knocking him more than ten meters away, and crashing into the rat people's shack together.

Several of them weighed several tons, and they were covered with bristles and even thorny steel and iron bones, rolling between the ruins and broken walls.

Naturally, they collapsed and crushed everything within their tumbling range.

Soon, the war spread to half of the slums.

And the rat people in the remaining half of the slums held their heads, ran away, desperately scattered around.

The appearance of these rat people made Meng Chao sigh in his heart.

In the ancient earth age, a philosopher once said that even if it is a mouse, being reborn in a rice storehouse and reborn in a toilet are two concepts of heaven and earth.

The rat militiamen living in the Blood Skull Arena, although they are always worried about their lives, they have to train frantically all day and night, and may even be exhausted during training.

However, in order to ensure sufficient combat effectiveness, the owner usually does not deprive them of their food, and even does everything possible to get them a large amount of high-energy food and sharp weapons.

The best of the civic servants may be raised with a sturdy body, fat body, shiny hair, and trusted by their masters. At first glance, they are no different from a clan warrior.

Therefore, in the arena, it is difficult to feel that "rat people" and "samurais" are two classes with such a big gap.

But these rat people...

They are all "garbage bugs".

It is the bottom layer of the war machine that maintains the "Turan Civilization", which rumblingly operates.

Perhaps, not even a rivet on the war machine.

It's just fuel, charcoal that is about to be burned to ashes.

There are two main sources of litter bugs.

The first is the children among the rat people.

Because of her petite figure, she can walk freely through the intricate, dark and narrow sewage pipes, so she can avoid starving to death in the wilderness, and can live in Pointe-Noire for a while, and then be fumigated to death by biogas and be excreted. Drowned, bitten to death by poisonous insects lurking deep in the garbage dump.

The second is the slave labor who squeezed most of the flesh and energy in the foundry or mine.

When they were caught in Pointe-Noire, they were probably all in their twenties and thirties.

But after suffering for a year or a half in a foundry or mine, even if they were lucky enough to survive, they often turned into gray hair, tooth loss, blurred eyes, dark nostrils, breathing difficulties, and skinny existence.

They have lost the qualification to continue to burn themselves in the foundry or mines and illuminate the entire civilization.

In order to repay the benevolent ancestral spirits and the grace to keep them alive, they became garbage bugs, burrowing to a depth of tens of meters, piled up with all kinds of garbage and excrement, and filled with the dark depths of strong methane gas. , To unblock blocked pipes, collect and transport fermented excrement, nourish the companion plants of the Datura tree, try to harvest some ordinary crops in the glorious era when all Datura trees are not harvested, and let some rats The people maintained a half-dead state, to give birth to more rat people, and continue to serve as cannon fodder, slave labor and garbage bugs.

Therefore, the adult rat people who appeared in front of Meng Chao's eyes all looked like a pair of skeletons wrapped in a large skin.

Many people have deeply sunken eye sockets, and even their eyes are shrunk, and no light is visible.

Even if their shack was half-collapsed by the warriors, the mace and meteor hammer of the warriors whizzed past them, and they could not see the slightest fear and desire to survive on their insensitive faces.

It's as if their souls have long been in the depths of mines, furnaces, and sewage pipes, dying out in the day-to-day suffering.

Only an empty body was left, waiting for the harvest of the samurai master at any time.

The children arrived in Pointe-Noire not long ago.

The thin face, the big and round eyes that are set off, are still shining with the light of the blue sky, refreshing mountain springs, bright flowers and unbridled laughter.

This light has not been completely swallowed by the darkness deep in the underground sewage pipe.

This makes the naive and naive children still have some illusions about tomorrow.

This fantasy makes them scream, cry, and scream, wanting to escape the chaotic battlefield and continue to live until tomorrow.

But they are too small to understand the sacred ancestor spirit, the highest glory, the rage of the samurai, and where is a safe place.

Many children lost their way in the smoke and dust from the collapse of the shack.

Dazed, ran around, but ran into the center of the battlefield.

The samurai masters were so popular that they naturally didn't have any favor with these little **** who bothered Yaxing and tarnished the glory.

The originally chaotic battlefield suddenly became more chaotic, bloody, and brutal.

"These bastards..."

Meng Chao muttered to himself in the dark.

He heard the creaks of his finger bones clenched into fists.

The biggest difference between the rat people and the samurai in appearance is that the rat people’s beastization characteristics are not obvious because of the degeneration of their bloodlines and the conflict of various beast genes.

Compared with clan warriors, they tend to be thinner and have shorter and sparser hair. Many rat people don’t even have fangs, claws and hooves. They only have a pair of small and exquisite animal ears, which are as small as a hairball. Tail.

In other words, the rat people are more like humans than samurai.

This is also the reason why Meng Chao would be regarded by the samurai as an ugly rat people with black hair and eyes.

It is also the original sin of the rat people being bullied—because leaving behind the ears and tails of the animals, they are really like the "Holy Light Races" controlled by the evil gods in the north.

On the other hand, the clan warriors, the purer the blood, the more obvious the animalized characteristics of the body. The wealthy children from military aristocrats who have passed on for thousands of years are like wild boars and bulls standing up by people, or wild boars, bulls and bulls. A mix of big elephants.

This is the strong man who has been blessed and recognized by the ancestor spirit.

Therefore, in Meng Chao's view, the scene before him is "a group of monsters that do not look like humans, bullying a group of humans with animal ears and tails."

Moreover, it is still a child.

It is still possible that he came from Cailuo Village and saved his life. He personally fed him mandala juice, poured cold water on his hot forehead, and when he was about to fall into the endless abyss, he blew the Cailuo wind chimes, making silver bells. The laughter dragged him back to the little child on earth.

"Assholes, if you want to be crazy, you will be crazy. Don't bully the weak and implicate the innocent!"

The upper and lower rows of Meng Chao's back molars rubbed sparks.

At this moment, several Ratmin children, who seemed to be only seven or eight years old, panicked and ran towards Meng Chao's dormant direction.

With sharp eyes, Meng Chao saw in an instant that a whistle made of colorful snails hung on the neck of the child in the front.

Although the colored snails are stained with too much dust and stains.

But under the sun, it still reflected a glorious brilliance.

Meng Chao vaguely remembered that he had seen a similar brilliance when he was half awake.

I was overjoyed, and I was about to give guidance.

Suddenly heard a muffled grunt, a tauren warrior, who was nearly three meters tall, was dancing in mid-air like a big meat mountain, just smashing down in the direction where the children were running.

Meng Chao's pupils shrank into two pinpoints.

The limbs suddenly collapsed like springs compressed to the limit.

Around the knee joints, elbow joints, and shoulder joints, there was even the sound of "papapapap" and tendons bounce.

He threw out like a whirlwind.

Holding a child with his hands, his neck raised, the hooded cloak engulfed the other two children, and all four children were thrown out, and they escaped the tauren warrior's impact dangerously.

boom!

The tauren made a deafening movement.

If it were not for Meng Chao's eyesight and quick hands, at least two of the four children would be smashed into meatloaf by his nearly half a ton of steel and iron bones.

The tauren is indeed the most powerful existence in the bloodhoof clan.

Even the ground was smashed into a shallow pit, the Tauren Samurai staggered up while breathing, only to "wow" spit out a big mouthful of blood.

But in front of him, that is, in front of Meng Chao and the four children, there appeared a bigger wild boar with red eyes and steam gushing from his nostrils.