"Very adequate."

The Wolf King continued to smile and said calmly, "For the rise of the rat people, I think this is a very good reason."

He finally accumulated enough strength. First he knelt down on one knee, gritted his teeth, and his knees almost made a deep hole in the ground. Then he stood up with difficulty, squinting his eyes, opening his arms and mouth, facing the sky, greedily absorbing

Tens of thousands of meters above the ground, the cold and fresh air let out a silent roar.

Meng Chao also stood up unsteadily and looked at the Wolf King's face with some suspicion.

Whether it was an illusion or not, he always felt that the Wolf King's face was a little different from before.

During the fierce battle with the fusion beast, despite the protection of helmets and masks, the faces and brains of the two people were still the key targets of the fusion beast. They were inevitably bruised and swollen, the skin and flesh were torn, and even their teeth were broken due to violent bites.

Cracked, missing.

So after taking back the totem armor, both of their heads swelled to twice their original size, and their facial features moved to the point where they didn't even recognize their parents.

As the topaz fruit transformed into a trickle of spiritual energy, it slowly penetrated their capillaries, facial nerves and broken bones, promoting their cells to divide and grow at a hundredfold speed. Bruises, swelling and wounds on the two people's faces

, all heal themselves at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the broken bones and fractured dental pulp have grown a large number of bone cells, allowing them to quickly restore their purest true appearance.

In the process of rebirth, even many old injuries were repaired.

Then, Meng Chao was surprised to find that Canus the Jackal's front teeth were getting longer and wider, gradually protruding out of the mouth, even like two shovels, covering his lower lip.

This is definitely not the tooth structure that wolves should have.

It’s not even the dental structure that any predator among jackals, tigers, and leopards should have.

It is a very typical rodent characteristic.

These are the teeth of the rat tribe!

"This is impossible..." Meng Chao was stunned.

He never expected that the majestic leader of the wolf clan, sometimes sinister and cunning, sometimes cruel and cruel, the mastermind behind the scenes, the future Doomsday Demon Wolf, would actually have such distinct characteristics of the rat clan.

He is a hybrid of wolf and rat!

Meng Chao's brain suddenly went into chaos.

You know, although the Turan warriors do not reject mixed blood, there are endless intermarriages or borrowings between the five major clans. As long as you are strong enough and can pass the coming-of-age ceremony, even if you are burdened with seventeen or eight kinds of messy bloodlines and have wild boars at the same time,

The fangs, the claws of the tiger, the wings of the falcon and the leather armor of the crocodile can all enter the house and gain the recognition of the clan and the blessing of the ancestors.

However, there is only one exception of bloodline.

That is the bloodline of the rat clan.

According to legend, thousands of years ago, a rat warrior fled on the battlefield, leading to the collapse of the entire front and the disastrous defeat of the entire war.

From then on, the ancestral spirit, furious with thunder, cast the most severe curse on the rat clan.

The blood of the rat clan is considered the most cowardly, filthy, and despicable bloodline.

Any Turan warrior, as long as there is even a drop of rat blood flowing in his body, will show every trace of rat characteristics.

They will all be relegated to another book and become the rat people forever. No matter how hard they struggle, they can never hope to be recognized by any clan, and they are not allowed to have any kind of totem engraved on themselves.

This is the very famous "One Drop of Blood Rule" in Turan civilization.

As long as there is a drop of blood from the rat clan, you will be a rat clan for life, a rat among rat people, and a slave among slaves!

Although Meng Chao felt that the so-called "thousands of years ago there was a rat warrior who fled, leading to the disastrous defeat of the war and the curse of the ancestral spirit", it was pure nonsense.

The real reason is probably due to the terrifying reproductive ability of the rat tribe. The age of pregnancy is earlier than other orcs, and the pregnancy cycle is shorter than other orcs. On average, they can conceive quadruplets or even quintuplets every time they conceive.

The recovery speed after giving birth is also much faster than other orcs. It is simply a perfect breeding machine.

Turanze, which was in a prosperous era, originally had almost endless food.

Apart from eating and breeding, the orcs have nothing to do.

If restrictions are not imposed on the Rat Clan, in just ten or twenty years, the Rat Clan will be able to explode into an overwhelming army, occupying the entire Turanze, and seriously threatening the interests of other clans.

Therefore, the major clans regard the rat clan, which is not very powerful in combat, as a scourge, and strictly guard against it and suppress it in every possible way.

As a result, even the rat people, whose blood of the rat race was very thin and could not see the characteristics of the rat race at all, were reduced to the bottom of Turan civilization and would never be able to stand up again.

Unexpectedly, under such a strict "one drop of blood rule", fish still slipped through the net.

It is also an extremely ferocious piranha.

"The future King Turan is actually a rat citizen, no, a rat tribe?

"Since he is a 'rat among rat people', why did he use the Big Horn Legion to murder the Saint of Ancient Dreams and personally bury the 'Big Horn Rebellion' he started?

"What happened to make this extremely humble rat tribe first become a 'corpse-eating dog', then a 'jackal', and finally evolve into a 'doomsday demon wolf'?"

A series of question marks appeared in Meng Chao's eyes.

"Jackal" Canus stretched out his barbed tongue belonging to the wolf tribe, and licked his front teeth, which belonged to the rat tribe, almost with enjoyment.

Then, without warning, he raised his fist and hit his front teeth hard.

There was just a "click" sound, and the front teeth with very distinctive rodent characteristics broke completely and fell into his palm.

While admiring the broken tooth lying quietly in the palm of his hand, he sucked the blood and pulp flowing out of the broken area.

It should have been a heart-piercing pain, but it didn't leave even a trace on his face.

It was as if he had repeated the same action thousands of times.

It was as if he had knocked off his cursed front teeth a thousand times.

"According to the development of the plot in the war epic, should I say something cruel like, 'You have discovered the biggest secret, and I have no choice but to kill you to silence you'?"

The Wolf King admired it for a long time, and finally clenched his fist reluctantly, and spurted out a totem power from his palm, grinding his front teeth into fine powder, and then burned them into blue smoke and ashes.

He looked at Meng Chao with a calm face and said calmly, "However, after thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is not necessary.

"If our cooperation goes well, we will indeed find the most ancient ancestral spirit and the largest legacy deep in the temple of the Holy Mountain, and successfully kill the Lion King and Tiger King.

"Then we are the well-deserved overlords of Turan.

"I believe that when I stepped out of the Holy Mountain with the corpse of the 'Horn of Destruction' and the head of the 'Blade of Fury', those guys who were lying on the ground and shivering would never have the courage to raise their heads and take a closer look at me.

The face that discovered my secret.

"On the other hand, if we fail and die miserably in the many mechanisms of the Holy Mountain Temple, or are torn to pieces by the Lion King and Tiger King, no matter what bloodline we have, it will have no meaning. The sins of the Rat Clan will not allow me to die more.

Once, isn't it?"

Meng Chao nodded.

I couldn't help but confirm again: "Are you...really a rat tribe?"

The Wolf King laughed dumbly.

"Is being a rat tribe an honor worth pretending to be?"

The Wolf King asked back, "Or do you think that because I want to gain your trust, I will deliberately change the shape of my teeth and tarnish the glory of the wolf clan on the top of the holy mountain so close to the ancestral hall?"

Meng Chao was silent.

Although one's psychic abilities have been cultivated to the highest level, one can change the shape of flesh and blood and fine-tune the size of bones at will.

But in a short moment, it is almost an impossible task to forcefully change the originally sharp wolf teeth into the shape of a rodent.

Meng Chao watched helplessly as the Wolf King's shovel-like incisors grew little by little.

He didn't think that the Wolf King had been ready to play such a clumsy trick. The great shame of being a rat tribe was something that no clan warrior with a sense of honor could endure, even if he was an "atypical" person like the Wolf King.

"Orcs" is no exception.

To put it bluntly, on the top of the holy mountain, pretending to be a rat tribe, arousing the wrath of the ancestors, and killing such a shameless guy with a blast is not an injustice.

The two barely regained their ability to move.

With faltering steps, we continued to move deeper into the fossil jungle.

The Wolf King told his story halfway.

According to him, this was originally a secret that would never be told to any Turanian.

But since Meng Chao has seen the growth process of his front teeth, and he is temporarily unable or unwilling to kill Meng Chao, it is better to tell him honestly in exchange for deeper trust.

In fact, it is not such a new and strange story.

He is nothing more than a boy from the rat tribe who has been put into another book since his mother's womb and has been tortured since birth. Starting from the age of three or five, he was forced by his master from the wolf tribe to crawl into the dark underground.

Just like Meng Chao met in Black Corner City, those rat boy boys from Cailuo Village and the "garbage bugs" who clean the sewer pipes.

However, the job the Wolf King engages in is a hundred times more dangerous than the "garbage bugs".

After all, the dangers faced by garbage bugs are only pipelines that may collapse at any time, venom and poisonous gas deep in the pipelines, and the rare methane explosion.

In addition to these dangers faced by the Wolf King, there are also deadly mechanisms, hidden traps, the killing angel that seems paralyzed but may wake up at any time, and the deformed and twisted totem that can make people lose their minds and fall into madness in minutes.

Power.

That's right, the Wolf King was forced to become a tomb robber at the age of three or five, before his bones started to grow hard.
Chapter completed!