Chapter 1181: Zombie Rat God
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Hearing this, the Ancient Dream Saintess suddenly woke up.
The confusion and fear on her face were all replaced by anger and determination.
Her temperant instantly matured to that of soone at the age of 20 to 30.
She shrieked, and a white bone armor covered in spikes appeared around her body. It crushed the nightmare tentacles that were entangling her.
‘I have to think of a way to escape from this nightmare.’
ng Chao had a lot of experience from escaping Peach Blossom Town.
He knew that such illusions that interfered with the brainwaves and stimulated the brain cells were bound to exist in the depths of the brain.
In particular, he had judged that Kanus’ sche wasn’t complete yet.
He had only sensed the communication between him and the ancient Dream Saintess and realized that the ancient Dream Saintess was likely to awaken and break out of his control.
That was why he had acted in a hurry and detonated the bomb in advance.
Then, there must be a flaw in his plan.
This nightmare was definitely not invulnerable.
Perhaps the range of the nightmare was not as large as it seed, and it was not enough to trap him and the ancient Dream Saintess’two unyielding subconsciousnesses.
As long as they swam toward the edge of the torrential sea of blood, they would discover that the so-called sea of blood was just a small morass!
With this thought in mind, the depths of ng Chao’s subconsciousness blossod with the light of a peerless divine weapon that could destroy everything in its path.
The light infected the ancient Dream Saintess and made her more courageous.
However, just as the two of them had the thought of escaping from their nightmare, the big-horned rat god was one step ahead of them and had an unexpected change.
He began to expand and rot at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It was as if the entire process of a corpse soaked in water, from the mont it died to the mont it gradually developed the ‘Giant View’, and then being gnawed by fish, shrimp, and maggots, was compressed into a few minutes, however, not even half of the details were left out. They were clearly presented in front of the two of them.
No, it was not just ‘presented’.
Instead, all the details were transford into surging information streams and crazily poured into their subconscious.
Under the flickering flas of their consciousness, the big-horned rat god, which was as strong as a god and a demon, soon turned into a zombie-like monster.
It was swollen to the point that it was crystal clear and filled with pus. Its bulging skin, which looked like a tumor, exploded one after another.
The mucus was emitting a disgusting stench. It turned into a poisonous mist that was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, enveloping the big-horned rat god.
Under the poisonous mist, the big-horned Rat God’s rotten flesh and bones were exposed.
Between the flesh and bones, there were countless snakes, earthworms, and maggots that ng Chao didn’t want to figure out. They were all wriggling desperately.
Even ng Chao used to fight in the zombie tide in Dragon City.
Seeing such a huge ‘zombie rat god’that almost covered half of the sky…
He still felt a chill down his spine, unable to look straight at it.
Even when he was tightly welded to the central nervous system, his spiritual index remained unchanged no matter how terrifying the scene was in the past.
It had instantly plumted, causing him to step into the boundary of Qi deviation.
Then, he looked at the Gu ng Saintess beside him. Her eyes were four pupils, staring straight at the deford and rotting zombie rat god. Her face was as pale as paper, and the corners of her mouth kept trembling.
She looked like she couldn’t believe it. She was heartbroken and had a ntal breakdown.
“Oh no, the Saintess of ancient Dream’s faith is going to collapse completely!”
ng Chao’s mind raced, and he instantly understood the intentions of “Hu Lang”kanus.
Before this, the big horn rat god had always been the only hope, salvation, and faith of the Saintess of ancient dream, all the Warriors of the Big Horn Legion, and even the millions of rat people living in Tulanze.
It could be said that most of the rat people warriors, including the ancient Dream Saintess, were able to clench their teeth and fight against the Clan Warriors who were ten tis stronger than them until today, climbing out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood ti and ti again, then, they pounced on the sharpest claws and teeth of the wolves, tigers, and leopards, all because of the sentence, “The Rat God is watching us from the top of the Sacred Mountain.”.
Although ng Chao did not believe that there really was a “Rat god”in the world.
He had to admit that the belief in the Rat God had indeed beco the strongest support and motivation for many rat people to survive and fight.
Here ca the problem.
If their belief was instantly destroyed, it would make them realize that the Rat God did not exist.
They would even be able to clearly see the ugliest, most unbearable, and weakest side of the Rat God in their terrifying nightmares.
What would these rat warriors beco?
ng Chao already knew the answer when he saw the ancient Dream Saintess’sorrowful expression.
One had to know that ng Chao had repeatedly told the ancient Dream Saintess in their previous communication that the so-called “Rat god”didn’t exist and was only a part of the conspiracy.
However, in the face of the faith that was directly implanted in the depths of her mory, the power of language was ultimately powerless.
The Gu ng Saintess was only skeptical.
Her brain had enough ti to build a buffer and slowly accept this fact.
However, there was a huge difference between “Faith doesn’t exist”and “The god I believe in is actually a highly rotten zombie covered in maggots”!
The ‘super-giant zombie’version of the Rat God in front of them was too direct, too violent, and too exciting!
Before this, the rat people worshiped the rat god in two main forms.
One of them was the image of an ancient warrior of the rat clan whose muscles were bulging and his blood was boiling.
At most, he would have three heads and six arms. He would be waving his sabers, Spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks, which would make him more majestic.
The second one was the skeleton rat god that the elites of the white bone battalion worshiped.
Although he was a skeleton, because his flesh and blood had been completely peeled off, there were only a lot of bloodstains that looked like red jade between his bones. However, his body was emitting a texture that was made of tal and crystals, and there was no trace of evil, instead, he was filled with an indomitable will to fight to the death. Even if he fell into the abyss of death and suffered the erosion of ten thousand years, he would still have to crawl out of the Abyss and Gallop on the battlefield again, sweeping across the world.
Therefore, these two images could be accepted by all the rat people. They believed that this was their ancestral spirit, their God.
In front of them was a highly decomposed ‘zombie rat god’that looked like a giant with maggots crawling all over its body.
It did not have the awe-inspiring majesty of the first image.
Nor did it have the unyielding willingness to die of the second image.
It was like fusing leeches, maggots, scorpions, Toads… all kinds of ugly images that could trigger negative emotions deep in the genes of carbon-based intelligent life together.
Even the demons in the abyss of eternal night could not worship such an ugly image. They believed that this was their demon god.
No wonder the ancient Dream Saintess wanted to cry but had no tears. She looked like she wanted to vomit but could not.
Even the ancient Dream Saintess, who had a strong will, was in such a terrible state when she faced the zombie rat god.
If the ordinary mouse warriors were in a desperate situation where they had run out of ammunition and food and were surrounded by the enemies, they would not see any hope at all.
Suddenly, they had such a nightmare where a god turned into a zombie.
They could still retain so of the combat ability that they had left.
Vaguely, ng Chao felt that he had touched upon the past life. ‘Hu Lang’Kanus had defeated the great horn army without bloodshed, quelled the chaos in the great horn army, and even recruited a large number of surrendered soldiers. His strength had suddenly expanded, the secret of having the ability to ascend to the highest throne of power in Tu Lanze!
In the nightmare, every change in the depths of one’s heart would be reflected subconsciously.
The Zombie Rat God suddenly gave ng Chao a deep look.
Countless Vipers shot out of his dark eye sockets, green phosphorescent flas.
He locked onto ng Chao.
It seed that he regarded ng Chao as a more terrifying threat than the ancient Dream Saintess.
Then, a sea of blood surged, creating a huge wave.
The Zombie Rat God’s hands, which were hidden under the sea of blood, stirred the huge wave and grabbed toward ng Chao and the Gu ng Saintess.
The two struggled with all their might.
However, they were still separated by the blood wave and drifted with the waves in different whirlpools.
They could vaguely see that under the whirlpool, in the Deep Sea, two enormous demonic palms were approaching the two of them.
“Saintess ancient dream, don’t believe everything you see. No one knows better than you that this is just an illusory nightmare!”
ng Chao knew that he couldn’t compete with canus’spiritual energy by himself.
If he wanted to break out of the nightmare in the blood sea, he had to awaken the fighting spirit of the original owner of this brain, Saintess ancient dream!
“Don’t you understand? There is no rat God! “Whether it is the Rat God who is shining and majestic like a god who has descended and can save the rat population, or the deford and ugly rotting corpse in front of us, none of them exist. They are just illusory illusions!”
ng Chao made up his mind and put everything on the line. “However, the oppression and torture that the rat population has endured for thousands of years are real and real!
“The fury and the unbearable roars of the rat people were real!
“The glorious victories that the great horn army had achieved were real!
“The shrieks of the warriors who were high and mighty in the past were real to you, who had gathered into a torrential tide of rats!
“The trust and worship of the Rat Warriors, who had been marching forward and risking their lives for the sake of a better future for their descendants, were real!
“You did not rely on the blessings of the Rat God at all. You relied on your own efforts to break free from the shackles that had bound you for ten thousand years and defeat the unexcelled enemies. You stepped on the burning flas and the thorns that were covered in venom to carve out a bloody path in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood!
“Since you were able to walk here with your heads held high and your chests held high when the Rat God did not exist and killed the most powerful gold family in Tulanze, why couldn’t you have continued to march forward in a righteous and vigorous way with your own strength until you won the final victory with your own hands and Swords
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