Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane! Chapter 966 - They Were Just Flies!

Chapter 966: They Were Just Flies!

The huge Blood Skull Arena instantly beca completely silent.

If Ice Storm knocking down Poison Stinger was just a bolt of lightning, although it was a little shocking, it was not rare.

The seemingly slender wild rat youth used his battle ax to send the dostic rat soldier captain, who was several tis larger than him, flying in an incomparably violent manner. It was like a magnitude 10 earthquake that was rarely seen in a hundred years.

However, the earthquake wasn’t over yet.

Under the gazes of tens of thousands of dazed people, Leaf’s furious roar sounded the horn of counterattack.

The wild rats who had just been “panicking and fleeing in panic” all unleashed the skills that ng Chao had taught them over the past few days. Their fury enveloped the hundred-battle saber technique like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep, they smashed down on the dostic rats who were dumbstruck.

The dostic rat soldiers from Poison Stinger’s battle team had finally paid the price for their arrogance.

In the continuous charge just now, the tendons and joints of their legs had suffered too much pressure that exceeded their limits. One after another, they began to swell and crack.

Perhaps, if they could quickly take down this battle and imdiately rest and apply secret dicines to treat them, the swelling and cracks would slowly disappear.

However, when Leaf and the others launched a fierce counterattack, and their main general suffered heavy injuries and wriggled and wailed, they were as scared and exhausted as Broken Tusk. They could no longer contain the tendons and joints in their legs, a sharp pain that felt like needles was transmitted to them.

Caught off guard, the dostic rats who were still maintaining their charging posture were chopped down by the wild rats as if they had been struck by lightning and broken mandrake trees.

The remaining dostic rats were all dumbfounded. They were drenched in cold sweat and shivering.

They looked at Broken Tusk over their shoulders. His upper body had almost been cut in half.

They also looked at Poison Stinger that had been stabbed in his chest and was unable to fight back at all.

There were also more than ten companions that were rolling on the ground and wailing incessantly.

They were at a loss. They did not know whether they should continue charging forward, save their masters and companions, or even run away in panic.

The morale that was gathered purely by strength would definitely be shattered into pieces and vanish into thin air the mont they collided with an even more powerful force.

Although none of the dostic rat soldiers dared to abandon their masters and jump off the arena due to the prestige of the Ironhide Clan, they were all shocked.

However, all the audience could tell from their shocked expressions that their souls had long run away. What was left on the arena was only the shells that were waiting to be harvested.

On the other hand, Leaf, Spider, and the other wild rats who had been running away with their heads in their hands seed to have been reborn.

They waved their blood-stained weapons. The brilliance in their eyes was no less than that of the warriors of the clan who were born with honor!

“Woo…”

The horn that represented victory or defeat was blown hastily.

The banner that was filled with seven-colored feathers and decorated with iron hoofs and big horns was fluttering high on Ice Storm’s side.

The adjudicator of this battle, Casanova Bloodhoof, wore his totem armor, Lava’s Fury, and jumped onto the arena in a hurry.

He couldn’t help but be in a hurry… because Ice Storm had already grabbed Poison Stinger’s neck and lifted the young wild boar warrior up high.

At the end of the Mithril Ripper’s right arm, her five claws closed together, and frost condensed into an icicle that looked like a knight’s spear.

It was aid at the vital part of the throat of the helt and breastplate that had been pierced through by the One Million Steam Hamr.

“Ice Storm, stop! You’ve already won!”

Casanova was both shocked and angry.

Originally, it was extrely normal for a few gladiators to die on the arena.

Even if the mbers of the Ironhide Clan voluntarily walked onto the arena, they had to be prepared to stain the sand with blood.

However, Casanova personally arranged this battle to replace the opponent.

It was also him who made a solemn vow to Poison Stinger’s mother that the young wild boar warrior would definitely make a grand appearance and beco famous in one battle.

Even if he was a mber of the infamous Blood Hoof Clan…

Or the wrath of the Ironhide Clan.

Casanova, at this point, couldn’t be more regretful.

He should have known that Ice Storm would not give in so easily.

How could he be so foolish as to think that this unruly snow leopard warrior would give up her thirst for victory?

Ice Storm gave Casanova a cold glance.

He did not kill her.

She split the ice cone into five frozen claws again and grabbed Poison Stinger’s breastplate. Then, she tore off a large piece of breastplate from the One Million Steam Hamr.

Poison Stinger’s bloody chest was no longer blocked.

As long as Ice Storm was willing, she could freeze and crush his heart in the blink of an eye.

It was the most thorough and perfect victory!

The chest plate that had been torn off seed to have an independent life of its own. Nurous lead-gray tal wires drilled out from the uneven edges of the chest plate, and they shook violently as if they were flagella, it was as if they were searching for the other parts of the One Million Steam Hamr, trying to fuse them back into the chest plate.

The sharp claws of the Mithril Ripper shot out streams of freezing air, completely freezing the torn chest plate.

Ice Storm raised the frozen fragnt of the One Million Steam Hamr high up in the air, showing off her spoils of war to the tens of thousands of spectators. At the sa ti, Ice Storm howled like an actual storm, venting out the joy of a desperate counterattack.

The audience fell silent for a mont.

Following that, cheers that were ten tis louder than the earlier boos exploded out.

All of the spectators stood up, their faces flushed red from the stimulation of the sudden turn of events and the desperate counterattack.

“Ice Storm! Ice Storm! Ice Storm!”

“Trump card! Trump card! Trump card!”

“Eternal Frost Queen, Eternal Trump Card, you are the strongest!”

Amidst the raging cheers, Leaf, Spider, and wild rats tore the wound from the intense battle between the two totem warriors and supported ng Chao, who was once again in a terrible state, they hugged each other tightly.

“We won, Reaper, we won!”

The rat youth seed to have been carried into a wonderful dream by the clouds. He was so happy that he cried in disbelief, “Listen, all the audience are cheering for us—these high and mighty elders of the clan are cheering for us rat people!”

“That’s right, we won.”

ng Chao smiled and rubbed Leaf’s head. “However, it’s okay to cheer—these guys could use the most vicious words to mock and curse us one mont, and then they could use their cheers to lift us up to the sky the next mont. Then, in the next mont, they could still lift us up from the clouds and smash us back into the abyss.

“Rember, we are not fighting for these cheap cheers.

“They can cheer and mock us all they want, but we have a journey that we must complete even at the cost of our lives.

“On our journey, these ‘high and mighty masters of the clans’ are just a few tiny flies!”

…

ng Chao was sent to the infirmary.

He had to admit that although the Turan civilization had a clear hierarchy and the samurai class was extrely harsh on the ratfolk class, they did not take the lives of the ratfolk seriously at all.

However, as long as the ratfolk displayed astonishing strength and courage, they would be able to receive the corresponding treatnt and rewards.

As a “re rat,” ng Chao was involved in the fierce battle between two totem warriors as if he was torn apart by two storms at the sa ti. He did not die at all. Naturally, he received the approval and blessings of the ancestral spirits, he was qualified to continue living.

Therefore, under the strong request of Ice Storm and the urging of tens of thousands of spectators, Casanova had no choice but to order the witch doctors of the Blood Skull Arena to save the “honorable warrior” at all costs.

In fact, ng Chao’s injuries were far from as serious as they looked.

Although his combat ability was still stuck in the Earth realm.

After all, he had the battle consciousness of the peak of Heaven Realm.

Moreover, he had already cultivated more than a hundred basic skills to the Ultimate level, including the three basic force execution thods.

It was not an exaggeration to say that even if he plucked a strand of hair from his leg, it would still be a lethal weapon.

With his current state, how could he be involved in the storm of destruction caused by the totem armor after he had predicted the attack and defense routes of the two totem warriors?

However, it did not seem to be a good idea for him to fall into the middle of the two violent totem warriors with the identity of a rat citizen without being “covered in wounds and dying.”

After the ‘old wounds burst open and blood gushed out’, it did not seem to be a good idea to activate the powerful self-healing ability of the cells and make the wounds heal quickly and jump around.

Moreover, Casanova Bloodhoof had said that he would save him “at all costs.”

If he did not devour three big bowls, no, three big basins, no, three big vats of free secret dicine, he would be letting down his brain cells that he had spent so much effort to command the battle.

Not to ntion, he could also take the opportunity to study the Turan Civilization’s dical environnt, facilities, and technology to gather more information!

As ng Chao had expected, the Turan civilization had dical technology that far surpassed the clan era.

In fact, the term “infirmary” was similar to Locomotive and One Million Steam Hamr. It sounded very suspicious, and it didn’t seem like a group of advanced orcs wielding battle axes and mace, it was sothing that could be figured out.

This infirmary had been in disrepair for a long ti. It had a double door that could only be opened and closed with a winch and chain, but it had two sliding rails and seams that were even finer than hair.

ng Chao could not help but suspect that a long ti ago, this should have been a double airtight door with a negative pressure sterile room inside.

The various facilities in the infirmary also confird his speculation.

He found a rusty device covered with leaves and branches of mandrake on the ceiling.

From the silver-colored curved concave surface, it looked like a dical facility like a shadowless lamp.

Of course, the light bulbs had long been shattered and disappeared. Instead, they were replaced by oil lamps that were equipped with complex smoke exhaust devices.

Under the shadowless lamp, there were also dical facilities that were similar to multifunctional operating tables. There were traces of installation left behind.

There were also complicated grooves that extended all the way from the traces left behind by the operating table to the walls.

ng Chao felt that these grooves were originally used to fix electrical wires and optical cables, or similar information and energy transmission equipnt.

Now, the witch doctors of the Blood Hoof Clan were covered with spices extracted from totem beast fats and various suspicious red liquids, emitting a faint strange fragrance and a pungent sll of blood.