Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Chapter 1186: Save the Saintess!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The more Meng Chao analyzed, the more alarmed he became.

“Jackal” Kanus’ combination fists were considered extremely powerful and impenetrable.

Under his manipulation in the dark, the fate of the Great Horn Army had been determined from the moment it was formed.

However, the insidious Hell Wolf could not have predicted the unexpected factor of Meng Chao’s return from the apocalypse.

“Don’t panic. There’s still a chance to turn defeat into victory!

“In the end, ‘Jackal’kanus sensed the connection between me and the ancient Dream Saintess, so he had no choice but to take action in advance.

“His arrangements may not be perfect. There will always be some determined elites in the great horn army who will be able to retreat to the underground base in the south without being attacked by the ‘terror bombs’.

“As for the ancient Dream Saintess, she has been persuaded by me and has become suspicious and wary of the great horn rat god. She Won’t be so easily manipulated by canus.

“As long as the ancient Dream Saintess is rescued in time.

“It may not be impossible to turn the tide. At the very least, it will be a chance for canus to be stuck in his throat!”

Meng Chao thought quickly and instantly grasped the winning hand.

That was the life and death of the ancient Dream Saintess.

The ancient Dream Saintess was alive, which meant that the great horn army still existed.

There was still hope for the freedom and dignity of the millions of rats.

The Dragon City civilization could also obtain a strong and trustworthy ally within the Tulan civilization.

The death of the ancient Dream Saintess meant that the tide of the era was actually so strong. It was almost impossible to reverse the future and crush the Apocalypse.

“No, even something as ridiculous as an entire city crossing over to another world has already happened. In this vast sea of stars, there is nothing impossible!”

Meng Chao made up his mind and suddenly attacked.

A metal arrowhead that was as thin as a cicada’s wing whistled out from between his fingers. It was accompanied by specks of cold light as it accurately drilled into the high priest’s chest.

The High Priest’s wild dance came to an abrupt end.

His brain, which was constantly releasing fearful brain waves like a volcanic eruption, froze in an instant.

He fell on his back, motionless, and died.

As his brain self-ignited and his brain and facial features melted, the high priest was beyond redemption.

Staying in this cruel world for one more minute would only allow him to endure one more minute of pain. At the same time, he would turn this pain into fuel and corrode the brains of others, making them become as crazy as him, it was just a life worse than death.

The arrowhead that Meng Chao shot out gave him a quick death. It allowed him to be manipulated and his broken soul to find eternal peace.

It also prevented the destructive power of the ‘bomb of fear’from spreading and upgrading.

As the arrowhead whistled out, Meng Chao lunged at the witch doctors who were surrounding the high-level priest like a ferocious tiger descending from the mountain.

He looked like a ghost, as if he had split into more than ten shadows and appeared behind the witch doctors at the same time.

Spiritual energy flowed from the edge of his palm, which was emitting a faint metallic glow as if it was wrapped in a layer of armor that was both hard and soft.

He gently touched the back of the witch doctors’necks. The force of vibration, which was hundreds of times per second, immediately flowed through their cervical vertebrae and into their skulls.

The soft brains of the witch doctors bounced back and forth on the hard inner walls of their skulls, causing them to fall into a state of concussion.

These rat folk witch doctors were originally like two knives that had been forced onto a duck. They were far from being a match for Meng Chao.

In addition to the news of the ancient Dream Saintess’death, the madness of the high-level priests, and the images of the zombie rat gods that kept appearing in their minds, they were at a loss. They were dumbstruck, unable to develop the will, courage, and strength to resist at all.

Before they could even groan, they were all hacked to the ground by Meng Chao One by one, foaming at the mouth and fainting.

Meng Chao did not kill them.

Instead, he saved their lives.

If these witch doctors were still awake all the time…

They would definitely be tortured by the news of the ancient Dream Saintess’death and the nightmare of the zombie rat god, causing them to have a mental breakdown and fall into madness.

There was also a high chance that, like this high priest, because his brain was overloaded, the mitochondria hidden in the depths of his brain cells were crazily releasing psionic power, breaking through the critical point of spontaneous combustion and turning into black torches.

Even if they were lucky enough to survive.

When those crazy and demonic soldiers charged into the wounded barracks, they were still doomed.

Meng Chao used his hand knife to knock them out. At the same time, he used his high-frequency psionic oscillation to make them suffer from a severe concussion.

It was equivalent to temporarily shutting down their brains.

Then, they would no longer be affected by the horror bombs and the nightmare images.

Then, he dragged them to a dark corner outside the wounded barracks.

He believed that the soldiers would not have much interest in these unknown people.

The rebels’interest was in food and medicine.

Meng Chao’s nostrils kept shrinking. He sniffed carefully for a moment and followed the faint smell of food and medicine in the bloody and charred air to find the tent where the wounded soldiers stored their supplies.

He randomly gathered some firewood and used bandages and lit four bonfires next to the tent.

The four balls of raging flames clearly pointed to the location of the tent.

Before long, the fire would spread into the tent, possibly burning precious food and medicine.

Meng Chao calculated the time. Before that, the chaotic soldiers would definitely be able to charge into the wounded barracks.

Following the clear signs he left behind, they found the tent.

If they wanted to obtain the supplies in the tent, they had to put out the raging fire first.

After putting out the fire and obtaining a large amount of supplies, the mood of the chaotic soldiers should calm down a little. They would not go so far as to kill and injure the witch doctors and wounded soldiers, right?

For the time being, Meng Chao could only do this.

He hoped that more mouse warriors could survive the Chaos Tonight and persevere until the armored airships that covered Dragon City arrived at Tulanze!

Before the chaotic soldiers charged at the wounded barracks, Meng Chao had already quietly escaped.

When he came to the secluded depths of the forest, the plaster, bandages, and even the scabs covering his skin, which were used to cover people’s eyes, all peeled off like golden cicadas.

This was the darkest moment before dawn.

The dark clouds that rolled like black dragons devoured all the light from the Red Moon and the stars.

However, with the help of the flames that rose and fell from all directions, they leaped into the air like ferocious beasts.

Meng Chao could still be vaguely seen that he had just grown up. Under his crystal clear skin was a layer of muscles that were as sharp as heavy armor.

Between his flesh and blood, the crisscrossing spiritual veins were like dormant flood dragons that were constantly breathing out spiritual energy of different colors.

At first glance, Meng Chao’s life magnetic field seemed to be blossoming like a huge flower.

After months of intense battles and days of cultivation, the most important thing was that he had an extremely intense information exchange with the ancient Dream Saintess in the depths of the nightmare, which had triggered the ‘flame seed’again.

Meng Chao’s realm had reached another level, and he was now standing firmly in the ‘six-star spiritual armor realm’!

He opened his palm and exerted his strength. Ivory threads of light surged out of his pores as if they were guided by an invisible spider. They darted between his palm and his fingers, weaving, overlapping, and condensing, they condensed into a translucent glove with an extremely delicate structure.

After a casual punch, the air was filled with the rumbling sound of a waterfall crashing into a deep pool.

It was a sign that the ‘Rippling Force’had been exerted to the maximum that it could pierce through matter and hit a bull from afar.

Meng Chao’s lips curled up as he laughed soundlessly.

It was truly the biggest and most timely piece of good news after he had drifted to Tu Lanze.

‘spiritual suit’was a level that only master Luo Wu, the ‘soul severing saber’whom he had looked up to in high school, could reach.

It was also the ultimate goal of ordinary extraordinary people who were worth sacrificing everything and fighting for their whole lives.

No, it was not just his fists.

Meng Chao felt that at this moment, with just a thought, he could compress the spiritual energy around his body under the surging and restraint of the life magnetic field and form a spiritual armor that was as solid as a glove.

Not to mention, he had also received the enhancement of the super technology developed by the ancient Tulan — Totem armor!

The combination of the psionic armor and the totem armor was not as simple as one plus one being greater than two.

Sensing the psionic energy in his body flowing like a great river, Meng Chao’s confidence soared to an unprecedented level.

He had the urge to fight even if he encountered a god-tier powerhouse or a battle group-level powerhouse from Tulan Ze.

Of course, even if a real god-tier powerhouse descended, he was afraid that he would not be able to clean up the situation where the great horn army was on the verge of collapse.

Meng Chao did not want anyone to know his trump card before he rescued the ancient Dream Saintess and played his final game with canus the Jackal.

He took a deep breath and withdrew all his psionic power, light, and power into his body.

He returned to his ordinary and even slightly hunched appearance.

He narrowed his eyes and sniffed the air for a moment.

Then he shot like a silent arrow toward the flickering flame in the northwest.