Chapter 975: His Battle Armor Was Quite Beautiful
The sound of tal tearing like a chanical failure ca from the wild boar warrior’s body.
His arms, which were tightly wrapped by the totem battle armor and raised high, suddenly bent at a very strange angle in the direction of the anti-joint by at least 120 degrees.
“Crack, crack!”
The elbow joint of the wild boar warrior exploded.
White broken bones were poked out.
The wrist guards and armguards made of liquid tal did not provide any protection. Instead, they liquefied again. Like tal tentacles, they rushed into the wound and crawled under the skin, they turned into the sharpest steel needles, tore through the skin, and drilled out together with the broken bones.
The Wild Boar Warrior’s roar turned into a scream.
The Pride of a Victor still hung on his face.
But in the depths of his eyes, there was a flood of fear.
This fear stimulated the totem armor to further lose control.
Shoulder guards, arm guards, wrist guards, and breastplate, all remolded into sharp blades that exposed their edge. The sharp blades that pointed inward tore at his flesh, chewed on his bones, and devoured his internal organs.
The audience burst into exclamations.
However, under the barrier of the Iron Cage, no one dared to rashly step onto the stage and touch such a strange monster.
The limbs of the wild boar warrior were all entangled and broken by the tentacles condensed from liquid tal.
He rolled on the ground in pain, but did not have the slightest ability to resist.
Even his throat was soon filled with liquid tal, blocking off the screams.
Soon, as the totem armor went out of control, he completely changed his appearance.
If the wild boar warrior just now was a warrior wearing armor.
Now, he was a half-flesh, half-tal monster.
Hundreds of tal thorns covered in blood were poked out of his body.
The huge wound between his chest and abdon that blood like a man-eating flower was barely closed by a tal thread like a surgical suture.
The broken limbs were reconnected by dozens of thick steel nails. Although the appearance was deford and ugly, it could rotate 360 degrees flexibly in all directions.
The fangs that were originally fierce were covered in liquid tal. They turned into sharp blades and tore his lips into pieces, revealing his gums. He looked like a zombie.
The skull that was crushed due to the expansion of the brain deformity was also mixed with a large amount of liquid tal. It swelled up into dozens of spikes as if he was wearing a fierce helt.
The most exaggerated part was his hands.
The wild boar warrior’s hands were broken and completely swallowed by the liquid tal.
Along the white broken bones, a large amount of liquid tal continued to gush out, forming a war hamr and a war axe on both sides of his body.
The shapes of the two heavy weapons were abnormally exaggerated, hanging all the way to the ground.
The lower half of the wild boar warrior’s body was relatively short to begin with.
Coupled with the two arms that were completely fused with the lethal weapons, the tips of his toes seed to be floating in the air.
It was as if he could move very strangely and rapidly without using his legs and relying on the waving of his arms.
His eyeballs were also covered in a layer of lead-gray tal mbrane.
He looked like a patient with severe cataracts.
Through the tal mbrane, there was not the slightest bit of emotion that belonged to a carbon-based intelligent life.
There was only the cold killing intent that belonged to the war machine!
Hu! Hu! Hu! Hu! Hu! Hu
He suddenly opened his bloody mouth, which was filled with intersecting fangs. From the depths of his throat, which was filled with liquid tal, he spurted out a sound that sounded like a war machine being activated.
Boom
In an extrely weird posture, he teleported to the edge of the iron cage and swung the war hamr and the war axe that grew on his broken arm toward the iron cage heavily.
The iron fence that was as thick as an arm was deford by his hamr. With another swing of the axe, it was cut into two!
“… Source Demon!”
ng Chao widened his eyes. The mory fragnts from his previous life were like scalding bullets that pierced through his cerebral cortex.
The terrifying image of a crazy demon gradually rged with the strongest troop of high-level orcs from his previous life.
Icestorm stared at him deeply.
He seed to have discovered sothing.
However, it was hard to say whether he was surprised or delighted.
“Lower Your Voice. ‘Source Demon’is the na of the holy light humans. If others hear it, they will tear you into pieces as if you were a spy that infiltrated the land of Holy Light.”
Icestorm said in a low voice, “Here, you should call this unfortunate and great warrior ‘Source Warrior’or ‘Source Spirit’.
“As I said earlier, if one’s own strength is not strong enough, if one is not fully prepared with the help of the witch doctor and the priest, or if one’s luck is not good, the totem armor fragnts absorbed contain the brutal killing intent from thousands of years ago… In short, for various reasons, a warrior who is unable to control the totem will be controlled by the totem and beco a ‘origin warrior’or ‘Origin Spirit’.
“As you can see, he is not dead yet. He can not die even if he wants to. He has already beco a puppet of the totem armor. His brain is occupied by the purest and most violent killing intent. There is no longer any normal emotion, desire, or thought. He only knows how to kill, destroy, and destroy without distinguishing between friend and foe until all the energy of this body of flesh and blood is exhausted.
“It does look scary, but after the totem armor completely loses control, it will erupt with a terrifying power that can not be unleashed when it is in a stable state. Many Tulan people believe that this is the true form of the totem armor. It is also what it looked like when our ancestors descended from the sky and conquered Tulan ze thousands of years ago.
“That’s why people call totem armors that completely lose control and bite their masters as ‘Origin Warriors’or ‘origin spirits’.
“Everyone believes that the one controlling this incomparably ferocious armor and this shattered body is no longer this warrior, but the oldest and most sacred killing intent.
“He is the embodint of the ancestral spirit!”
As expected, after witnessing the entire process of the totem battle armor turning on its owner, although the audience was shocked, they did not panic, Grieve, and fear much.
Instead, their faces revealed an excited and pious light.
The audience all stood up, raised their arms high, and sang the ancient battle hymn in unison, as if they were cheering for the “Origin Warriors”who had violently destroyed the iron cage.
In the midst of their cheers, the Genesis warriors quickly destroyed the cage.
Just as this half-flesh, half-tal puppet monster, controlled by a totemic warfra, is about to leap into the stands and start a massacre.
Eight figures jumped onto the arena and surrounded it.
Four totemic warriors in broken armor, four priests in rainbow feathers.
They were all masters of the Blood Hoof family, who were in charge of maintaining order in the Blood Skull Arena and controlling the abnormal situation.
The four totem warriors threw an iron net made of chains at the origin warrior.
They used the iron rings on their wrists to shrink the length of the chains and pull it back and forth with the origin warrior to slowly wear down its strength, so as to prevent the iron net from being torn apart by it.
The two priests held what looked like a long-handled feather duster in ng Chao’s eyes. They were dipped in a secret dicine that was as thick as honey and continuously patted and sared it on the Genesis warrior’s body.
The other two priests each held a musical instrunt that looked like a flute and an exquisite small drum that was polished from the leg bone of a totem beast. They chanted an ancient incantation towards the Genesis warrior.
The battle strength of the Genesis warrior was indeed astonishing.
ng Chao observed that the area covered by the armor of the four totem warriors who were fighting with it was slightly higher than that of the Genesis warrior.
Even though they were fighting against one of the four, they were still dragged by the Genesis warrior and were almost thrown out several tis.
Fortunately, the spell cast by the four priests had an effect.
As more and more secret dicines seeped into the broken flesh and blood through the distorted armor.
The origin warrior’s movents gradually slowed down, and its expression turned from Savage to numb.
It was as if it had been injected with a large amount of high-concentration anesthetic, unable to resist the invasion of the Sandman. Finally, it leaned against the twisted iron cage and slowly sat down.
The four totem warriors hurriedly pulled back the iron net.
They wrapped more than ten rounds of iron chains in one breath, binding the origin warrior more firmly than a dumpling.
Only then did he let out a sigh of relief.
Although the genesis warrior was “Asleep”, his eyes, which were covered in lead-gray tal mbrane, were still wide open.
The spasms of his flesh and the trembling of his armor shook the iron chains so much that they made “Clatter clatter clatter clatter”sounds. It was like a zombie that was locked in an iron coffin and was still restless.
ng Chao’s scalp went numb as he watched.
He could not help but ask, “What will they do with this… The Genesis Warrior?”
“There are two ways. One is to treat the origin warriors as totem beasts and use them to screen out the real powerhouses. If soone defeated the origin warriors in the arena, the totem armors in the body of the origin warriors would be happy to change to a stronger master.”
Ice storm changed the topic, “However, totem armors that have already suffered a backlash once are contaminated with a very violent and wild aura. It is very easy for them to suffer a backlash again — just like how it is often addictive to eat human flesh once.
“Rashly absorbing such totem armors will greatly increase the probability of a backlash. Therefore, very few people do this.
“Most of the cases are like what you see. The origin warriors are sealed and used as secret weapons.
“Although the origin warriors have the habit of losing their minds, not distinguishing between friend and foe, and killing randomly, when the battle is at a stalemate and the enemy camp can not be conquered for a long ti, sending a team of origin warriors to the most crucial battlefront often yields unexpected results. In the previous battles of Glory, the origin warriors were the existences that scared the holy light humans the most and gave them a splitting headache. That is why they called the ‘Origin Spirit’the ‘Origin Demon’!”
ng Chao nodded.
The description of the ice storm was similar to what he had seen in the mory fragnts of his previous life.
It seed that the origin warriors of the Tulan civilization were equivalent to the Eternal Life Brigade of the Dragon City civilization.
They were all undead armies similar to zombies.
Of course, the origin warriors who were bitten and controlled by the out-of-control liquid tal were more than a hundred tis stronger than zombies.
The na ‘Origins Demon’was definitely worthy of its na.
At this mont, the situation on the battlefield was under control.
The origins warrior was carefully taken away by its clansn.
Although it had lost a brave and skilled wild boar warrior,.
It had taken back a secret weapon with endless power.
This debt wasn’t too bad.
The clansn were relatively calm. So of them were even filled with joy. They were sincerely happy that this wild boar warrior was qualified to beco the ‘incarnation of the Ancestral Spirit’.
The Warriors and priests from the Blood Hoof clan were even more calm.
Although it didn’t happen every day, the failure of absorbing the armor and being devoured by the totem turned into a warrior of origin.
They were in charge of watching the scene and dealing with similar incidents. They were already familiar with it, so it wasn’t worth making a fuss over.
The four totem warriors disard themselves and put the majestic armor back into their bodies.
One of them had a huge bull’s head, which had just been covered by an even bigger helt and a hideous and ugly mask. At this mont, it was also exposed to the audience, including ng Chao.
ng Chao’s pupils suddenly contracted.
His breathing instantly beca heavy.
His heart beat violently like a war drum.
Ice Storm Glanced at ng Chao in surprise.
In her impression, this mysterious guy with black hair and black eyes had always been very calm.
Even if she had activated mithril Ripper and intentionally released extrely fierce killing intent, his eyes were only filled with curiosity and didn’t have too strong an emotional fluctuation.
This was the first ti ice storm had sensed reaper’s loss of composure.
No, it wasn’t just that simple.
It was a killing intent.
A killing intent that was on par with his own, and even deeper, more intense, and more deadly than his own!
Following his line of sight, ice storm saw one of the four totem warriors.
This guy had a very unique appearance — two bull horns on both sides of his temples. The one on the left was short and small, as if it was stunted. The one on the right was thick and long, as if it had snatched all the nutrients from the left horn, it was raised high like a machete, and its tip was crystal clear, as if it had been soaked in psionic energy and turned into so blood-red mineral substance.
Such a distinctive feature would not be forgotten even if one glanced at it.
“You want to Kill ‘Big Buck’?”
Ice storm seed to have seen through ng Chao’s secret and asked with interest, “Why? Do You Know Him?”
In the Tulan language, “Buck”was a special-shaped machete. The blade was bent forward like a dog’s leg blade on Earth, but of course, it was much bigger and heavier.
“Big buck”ant “Machete”, and it was also a rather fierce na.
To be able to bear such a na in a place like the blood skull arena, where male hormones were oversecreted and everyone wanted to fight fiercely, this “Big Buck”who had swaggered to this day.., could be considered a rather powerful and ruthless person.
ng Chao retracted his gaze.
The killing intent instantly vanished without a trace.
This caused ice storm to be slightly startled, doubting whether it was his misconception just now.
“So his na is ‘Da Ba Ke’?”
ng Chao blinked his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled into a subtle arc. “His totem battle armor is quite beautiful.”
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