Chapter 1335: Simple Tasks

For a moment, Meng Chao felt that he was dead.

His soul left his body, and he could neither feel any pain nor sense his internal organs and limbs.

It was as if he was lying at the bottom of a clear and warm stream, watching the scenes of his life. They were like crystal shards flowing slowly before his eyes.

He could not really remember where he was and what he was doing.

He even temporarily lost his memories of the past three to six months.

Instead, childhood memories that had long been buried in the depths of his mind resurfaced on the sea during an underwater volcanic eruption, which was enough to make his brain boil.

He clearly saw himself, who was six or seven years old, bringing his sister, Bai Jiacao, who was as round as a rubber ball, to capture the two-headed lizard in the ruins of the city after the fierce battle, then, he went to fight the lizards with his friends.

He even remembered that he had once captured a two-headed lizard that was covered in silver patterns from head to toe and was as gorgeous as lightning. It had consecutively defeated three two-headed lizards and seven or eight mutated beetles of his friends.

He was very excited and named this two-headed lizard Silver Thunderbolt..

Silver Lightning

I havent thought of this name for many years..

Fighting lizards, how interesting. Come on, who else dares to challenge me??

Wait, No, where am I? I shouldnt be fighting lizards in this d.a.m.ned place. I still have a mission to complete!

Meng Chaos eyes widened at the bottom of the clear stream.

He realized that he was in a state of near death.

Because of the crazy secretion of adrenaline, his brain cells instantly ran to the limit. He recalled many fragments of his life that had been sealed for a long time and would never be remembered until he was about to die.

According to the experts of the Zombie Research Inst.i.tute in Dragon City, after studying countless patients who were infected with the zombie virus and were about to turn into zombies, they came to the conclusion that every time the human body produced a similar Memory Flash.., it meant that the body was sending a signal to the brain, Its hopeless. Hurry up and tell me what to do!

No!

I can still save him!

Meng Chaos consciousness went against the flow of the clear stream formed by the Memory Flash.

The doomsday flames were like the powerful exhaust flames of a rocket thruster, pus.h.i.+ng his soul, which had just been blasted out of his body, back into his body.

Then, Meng Chao felt an indescribable pain, like the raging waves of a level four tsunami, constantly bombarding every cell in his body.

The totem armor seemed to be made of wet newspaper, and had no effect at all to counteract the pain and destructive power.

However, this layer of paper armor seemed to have a weight of over ten thousand tons, like an airtight iron coffin, firmly suppressing Meng Chao inside.

Meng Chao wanted to scream, but he felt tears, Snot, and blood spurting out like a flood.

He wanted to see the surrounding environment and the position of the suspected founder of the b.l.o.o.d.y Hoof clan, but he felt that his head had expanded by ten times, like a burning hot air balloon. His eyes were completely swollen and blocked, except for Venus, which was jumping crazily in the darkness, nothing else could be seen.

After about dozens of attempts, Meng Chao could barely lift his arm and cut two wounds under his swollen eye sockets. The blood oozed out and cleared a narrow field of vision for his eyes.

It was only then that he realized that he had been sent flying by the fistfor at least hundreds of meters and smashed heavily on the bulkhead at the edge of the platform. The bulkhead made of alloy was smashed into a clearly visible large-shaped dent.

It was unknown whether it was because he had been sent flying too fast and had sc.r.a.ped against the ground at a high speed.

Or was it because the fistcontained a violent force that had not been vented for three thousand years.

In short, Meng Chao saw a burning trail of spiritual flames extending from his feet to hundreds of meters away under the fists iron fist.

No, not one, but two.

On Meng Chaos right, the JackalKa.n.u.s was also in a bigshape with its limbs spread out, deeply embedded in the sunken cabin wall.

The Wolf Kings Totem armor was originally inlaid with glittering, red-jade-like wolf teeth, like fireworks that were in full bloom, frozen in the most dazzling moment.

But now, the magnificent six kills Armorhad become a piece of junk that even beggars couldnt care less about.

Not only was it riddled with holes and broken into pieces, a large number of crystal-clear wolf teeth had lost their l.u.s.ter and texture, falling off the surface of the armor one after another.

There were also a large number of liquid metal-like substances that had turned from solid to liquid. As if they possessed life, they scrambled to escape from the Wolf Kings body.

Like Rats and fleas, they fled from the sinking s.h.i.+p.

As a result, the Wolf Kings head had completely lost the protection of the helmet and mask, and was completely exposed to the air.

Of course, this could also be because his face, which even his parents did not know, had swelled up by at least three to five times, causing the helmet and mask to explode.

With the Wolf Kings current glory, Meng Chao felt that he did not even need to put on makeup to be able to pretend to be a wild boar warrior of the Bloodhoof clan.

Speaking of which, Meng Chao saw his own reflection in the Wolf Kings desperately widened eyes.

He realized that he and the Wolf King were like brothers in arms standing inside and outside a mirror.

If the Wolf King could pretend to be a wild boar warrior.

Then Meng Chao could pretend to be the wolf king at this moment.

Hundreds of meters away, the mysterious statues made of liquid metal slowly advanced toward the two of them with orderly steps.

Although the other party was not fast.

The footsteps of the h.e.l.l War Drum continued to hit Meng Chao and the Wolf Kings chests.

Each strike was like a thunderous war stomp, causing the two of them to scream and their hearts to Groan.

We, cough cough, are we dead?

The Wolf King knelt on one knee and coughed out a large amount of thick blood. When Meng Chao was worried that he would cough out his heart, he finally regained the ability to speak.

I think, for the time being, I havent!

Meng Chao gritted his teeth.

The Wolf King lowered his head and looked at the totemic battle armor on his body that was like a mop. Then he looked at his hands that were trembling non-stop but were gradually recovering their senses. A crazy smile gradually appeared on his deformed and swollen face.

So, we made the right bet!

Were not dead yet. This means that the other party doesnt really want to kill us!

Otherwise, think about it. Whether these d.a.m.n things are real legendary heroes or the ancestral spirits, killing machines made of legendary heroes, it will be easy for them to kill us if they really want to!

The fact that we are still alive is enough to prove that we have found the rules of the game that we pa.s.sed the test!

It is precisely because we have shown the brave warriors of Tulan to be brave enough to withstand the iron fist of the fistthat we are still standing here, breathing the burning air and enjoying the pleasure of Life!

If we had chosen to run away without fighting just now, we would have been blown into two puddles of mud by the enemy

So, the enemy is still showing mercy?

Meng Chao Grimaced in pain. Do you know that the power that this guy just unleashed was like a dwarf cannon firing at our heads?!

If this is also called a trial, its hard for me to imagine how those lucky people who were qualified to challenge the trial in the Temple of the sacred mountain three to five thousand years ago survived!

Perhaps

The wolf king muttered, The original trial was not that difficult, but you know that these killing machines have been sealed for too long.

They havent vented their violent and unparalleled power for three thousand years.

They havent tasted the taste of blood for three thousand years. They have heard the wonderful sounds of bones breaking and organs exploding.

And for three thousand years, I have never killed or destroyed anything.

Thats why my attack was a little too heavy.

Or maybe, although the magic explosion that happened three thousand years ago failed to destroy the temple of the sacred mountain, the power from the temple of the sacred light still penetrated into the interior of the temple and caused some interference.

In short, my instinct tells me that we have pa.s.sed the first test. We must not give up halfway and run away. We must grit our teeth and persevere

Persevere?

Meng Chao widened his eyes as he watched the mysterious statue that was gradually approaching. Its movements were getting larger and larger, and it was also becoming more and more like a living creature, Do you mean that the so-called trialis not as simple as taking a punch from the founder of the Bloodhoof clan head-on?

Since it is the ultimate trial in the depths of the temple of the sacred mountain, of course it cant be that simple.

The wolf king said matter-of-factly, Otherwise, doesnt everyone have the right to obtain the inheritance of the great ancestral spirit?

So, what are the rules of the game? Continue to be motionless and take ten or a hundred punches?Meng Chao said anxiously.

It shouldnt be so rigid. Taking a beating pa.s.sively is definitely not the style of the Tulan Warriors. Dont be anxious. Let me think, think carefully

The Wolf King thought quickly. Sparks suddenly appeared in his eyes. When I was exploring the other lost temples, I encountered similar trials. They were all killing machines that looked extremely ferocious and were obviously difficult to deal with.

If the explorer turned around and ran away, the killing machines would kill the Explorer at lightning speed.

However, as long as the explorer can summon the courage to fight the killing machines to the end, there is no need to blow up the killing machines completely. It is enough as long as he can cause a certain degree of damage to the killing machines or hit certain parts of their bodies.

After all, according to the definition in the Tulan language, the so-called strongdoes not only refer to the strength of the opponent, but the courage to punch without hesitation when facing an opponent who is far above him!

In other words, I think that what the ancestral spirit wants us to do is very simple!

Meng Chao frowned. Very simple?

Thats right!

Wolf Kings gaze was like lightning.. All we have to do is think of a way to punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch punch!