Chapter 1072 - Adding Fuel to Fire
Chapter 1072: Adding Fuel to Fire
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Is that so?”
It was Meng Chao’s first time hearing the Doomsday Wolf’s story before he made a name for himself.
It was completely different from the heroic epics that were widely spread throughout Picturesque Orchid Lake in his previous life, where “Jackal” Kanus was greatly praised.
Moreover, according to this theory, the former Corpse-eating Dog did not have the qualifications and ability to command the entire Turan army!
After thinking for a moment, Meng Chao continued to ask, “As you said, is ‘Jackal’ Kanus very unpopular among the Wolf Clan?”
“The Wolf Clan’s leaders in the past did not win the hearts of the Wolf Clan warriors. Those who won the hearts of the people have long been killed by the lion and tiger clans.
“However, it’s probably not wrong to say that Kanus is the most unpopular leader of the Wolf Clan in the past several hundred years,” Ice Storm said.
“He never had the ability to rule the entire Wolf Clan in the first place. It’s all because of the noble who pledged his loyalty to the lion clan that he was able to keep his precarious position.
“In order to show his loyalty to the noble, he started his old job a few years ago. He organized several large-scale exploration teams in the Wolf Clan and assigned them to places with few people on the edge of Picturesque Orchid Lake. He searched for the lost temple and hunted down powerful totem beasts.
“Countless wolf warriors fell on this thrilling journey that almost meant certain death.
“When the hundred-man exploration team set out, they were fully armed. When they came back, there were still thirty to fifty defeated soldiers left. That was not too bad.
“However, after the exploration team paid a terrible price and finally gained something, they actually found the lost temple. After hunting the powerful totem beasts, ‘Jackal’ Kanus took most of the gains from the ordinary wolf warriors and offered them to his old master, the noble of the Gold Clan.
“In the past, even if the masters of the Wolf Clan acted as puppets of the lion and tiger clans, they would still be the leaders of the clan in name. They had to pay attention to their dignity as clan leaders.
“The Turan people who value dignity and glory have never seen Kanus as… He’s so shameless that he fully exists in such a straightforward and unscrupulous manner.
“I heard that even his old master in the Gold Clan had asked him to restrain himself a little and pay more attention to the Wolf Clan’s reputation.
“It’s not hard to imagine that almost everyone in the Wolf Clan is resentful. If Kanus dies suddenly today, his skull will probably be plucked off by the werewolves and used as a soccer ball tomorrow.
“In the past two years alone, there have been several assassination attempts on Kanus.
“Many werewolf warriors would rather die together with Kanus than see the so-called ‘leader of the Wolf Clan’ continue to tarnish the entire Wolf Clan’s honor.
“However, the more assassination attempts happened, the more satisfied the lion and tiger clans were with ‘Jackal’ Kanus. They even deployed a few elite teams to act as his personal guards. While ensuring his safety, they also helped him capture the assassins and uncover the organization behind the assassins.
“With support from the lion and tiger clans, even if Kanus did something that infuriated the werewolf warriors, his position would still be unshakable for the time being.”
“I understand.”
Meng Chao nodded thoughtfully. “‘Jackal’ Kanus wants to find more lost temples and collect the high-level materials that are hidden in the bodies of powerful totem beasts. He wants to offer them to his great backer in the lion and tiger clans to win the favor of his master so that his position will be more stable.
“Many clues of the lost temples are hidden in fragmented and vague heroic epics.
“But your father was also a bard, an expert in collecting and researching heroic epics.
“So, he naturally became the Wolf King’s advisor?”
Ice Storm nodded. “According to the information I collected, that should be the case.”
Meng Chao really wanted to say that there was something wrong with the information she collected. Kanus, the Jackal, was definitely not as simple as a shameless puppet.
It was impossible for a shameless puppet to discover and activate the most important temple of the entire Turan civilization.
It would also be impossible for him to command the army of Turan and summon an unstoppable army. Within half a year after the war drums sounded, the entire land of Holy Light had been torn apart.
It would be even more impossible for him to connect the Chaos races that were scattered all over the Other World and on the edges to form an unprecedented Chaos faction.
“Kanus, the Jackal, which is your real face? Is it the Corpse-eating Dog or the Doomsday Wolf?”
Meng Chao mumbled to himself.
He was looking increasingly forward to his collision with the Wolf King.
Of course, the first thing he had to do was escape unscathed with the most precious weapons, armor, and secret medicines in Black-corner City.
“Let’s go!”
Meng Chao said to Ice Storm, “Time has dragged on long enough. Casanova’s and the Blood Hoof Clan’s warriors should be back soon!”
Apart from the two already fused totem armors, there were many other weapons and secret medicines in Blood Skull Temple.
Even if they selected carefully and only took the most precious priceless treasure, together, they would need at least seven or eight cubic meters of space, and something that could carry several tons.
However, it was not a problem for the two “temple bandits.”
From the first day that Meng Chao came into contact with the totem armor, he knew that the totem armor had a certain storage ability.
He did not know how to realize it technically.
However, the materials used to forge the totem armor were not as basic as liquid metal.
The layers of armor could be perfectly absorbed into the owner’s body.
Apart from consuming spirit power, it did not add too much burden to the master.
The master could not even sense the totem armor’s existence—it was a fact that could be seen with the naked eye.
Meng Chao speculated that when the ancient Turan people forged the totem armor, it was very likely that they used some kind of mass energy conversion and space folding technology.
The armor’s size and weight that far exceeded the master’s was actually not absorbed into the master’s body and stored between cells.
Instead, it was transported to another place that was parallel to the Other World… a mysterious and unbelievable space.
It sounded a little absurd.
However, since a huge Dragon City and tens of millions of people could pass through it…
The people of Dragon City had also mastered “short-distance teleportation technology on the planet’s surface.”
Therefore, there was no reason for it to be theoretically “impossible” to only send a few sets of lifeless armor.
Similarly, since Dragon City could carry all living things on it and cross over at the same time, the totem armor could wrap weapons, secret medicines and other items before disappearing into its owner’s body. So, it was not worth making a fuss about.
At first, the totem armor fragments on Meng Chao’s body could wrap around a fist-sized pile of items and disappear into the mysterious alien space together. When they needed to be used, they could be retrieved with a thought.
As more and more armor fragments attached to his body, the fragments gradually formed a partial-body armor and a full-body armor until they covered every inch of his skin.
The liquid metal could wrap around more and more objects, and its volume grew increasingly large.
Until now, the totem armor, which was brand new and had three forms, was enough to hold several cubic meters of objects.
By rotating his eyeballs and adjusting their focus, he focused his gaze on the cuneiform instructions that were flashing slightly at the center of his field of vision.
Meng Chao’s brain automatically triggered a nerve current, which lit up the totem armor’s storage function.
The armor that wrapped his hand gradually turned into a slightly viscous liquid metal.
Thousands of mithril tentacles drilled out from the armor and wrapped around the ancient weapons that Meng Chao wanted to store.
Meng Chao held his breath and carefully operated the weapon.
Since the ancient weapons also contained ferocious souls, or “artificial intelligence,” it was very likely that they would trigger the totem armor’s reaction and cause chaos in the operating system. That would then interfere with Meng Chao’s brainwaves and destroy the function of his brain.
Fortunately, the Skull Crushers released a strong enough killing intent that made the other ancient weapons pale in comparison. It did not cause any more trouble.
The Holy Light power in Ice Storm’s body was naturally able to suppress her totem power’s activation.
The two of them used liquid metal to wrap a large number of weapons, secret medicines, and armor fragments.
Then, the liquid metal seemed to assimilate with the solid weapons and armor before they were slowly absorbed into their bodies.
“You know, I’m a little reluctant to leave Black-corner City.”
Looking at the empty totem pillars around the altar, Ice Storm could not help but laugh. “I really want to stay here and see the wonderful expression on Casanova Bloodhoof’s face when he sees this!”
Of course, it was impossible.
It would not be too late to appreciate Casanova’s expression next time.
Five minutes later, the two of them returned to the ground and stepped out of Blood Skull Temple’s gate.
It was still empty outside the door.
Even the two guards, who had been knocked out and thrown to the side, did not move.
Looking at each other, the two of them were a little confused and disappointed.
They were already prepared to have a three-hundred-round battle with the guards who would arrive after hearing the news. At the same time, they wanted to test their totem armors that had been greatly enhanced.
They did not expect the temple guards whom Casanova had left behind would be too slow.
“Wait. No. There are explosions, shouts, and the strong smell of blood coming from the southeast.”
Meng Chao narrowed his eyes and looked at the few columns of smoke floating in the sky not far away in the southeast.
He listened carefully for a moment and said affirmatively, “Many people are fighting two to three hundred meters away from us!”
Two to three hundred meters away from Blood Skull Temple was the Blood Skull Arena’s armory and granary.
Casanova Bloodhoof had sent out a large number of recruitment teams to plunder a large number of mandrake fruits from the rat settlements like Leaf’s hometown, Half Mountain Village.
He had also entrusted the foundry workshop to squeeze the blood and flesh of the rat slaves. They forced them to forge a large number of crude metal weapons, as well as simple bone weapons, which were all stored there.
As there were too many of them and the unit value was not high, it was not convenient to carry them. In Meng Chao’s plan, the armory and granary were not necessarily the targets.
However, those people were getting louder by the minute, and the clamor and fierce shouting halted his footsteps.
“Let’s go and take a look,” Meng Chao said to Ice Storm.
“If the rat people are attacking the granary and weapons, but are being bloody suppressed by gladiators and temple guards, we have no reason to watch from the sidelines. It will be more beneficial for us to fish in troubled waters and escape only if the rat people take more food and weapons and make a bigger commotion!”