Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane! Chapter 1084: Fisherman's Profit

Chapter 1084: Fisherman's Profit

"The defeat of the Turan civilization, or rather, the entire Chaos faction, is inevitable."

A touch of understanding emerged in Meng Chao's heart.

Before witnessing the Blood Hoof Army's actual combat performance, he still held a glimmer of hope in his heart.

He believed that Dragon City's crushing defeat and destruction in his previous life had simply been due to it being too late for him to get involved in the war between worlds.

At that time, the advanced orcs and the Holy Light humans had already slaughtered their way through the entire eastern front in a b.l.o.o.d.y mess.

As a result, the Dragon City civilization did not have any room to breathe and retreat. They could only walk one path to the end.

If they had a way to delay the outbreak of the war between worlds and move the main battlefield from the eastern front to the western front, they would be able to buy more time and opportunity for the Dragon City civilization and the Turan civilization to complete their battle preparations. In the end, he would turn defeat into victory and shatter the apocalypse.

Now, it seemed that it was not that simple.

In a final war that swept the entire world, the initial victory and defeat would certainly depend on who could take the initiative and catch the enemy off guard.

Besides, who could have better weapons and braver warriors?

However, in the final a.n.a.lysis, when the purpose of war changed from destruction to conquest, and from conquest to destruction again, the final factor that determined the final victory and defeat would be each other's overall national strength as well as civilization level.

Whoever could maximize the potential of war, mobilize 100% of resources, and throw them all into the war.

Whoever could fiercely pull the G.o.ddess of victory into their arms.

The advanced orcs were undoubtedly one of the fiercest warriors in the Other World.

Their totem armor was also not without sharpness.

A strong and unrivaled advanced orc warrior could often defeat a Holy Light warrior of the same level in a one-on-one fight.

However, the civilization level of the clan era meant that the advanced orcs would not be able to mobilize 100% of their war resources and potential.

They could only project 30% of their combat ability onto the enemy.

The remaining 70% of their combat ability would be annihilated in meaningless internal strife.

"Even if I can really kill 'Jackal' Ka.n.u.s, I'll still choose a more rational commander for the Turan Army.

"Or, I can convince 'Jackal' Ka.n.u.s to become a wiser and more rational War Chief than I was in my previous life.

"Then, I can change the main battlefield in the Other World and buy a few more years for the Turan civilization and the Dragon City civilization.

"It is also impossible to completely change the outcome of the war.

"Maybe we can fight more smoothly than we did in our previous life and capture more strategic locations of the Holy Light Camp.

"Perhaps, we will be able to last a few more years than in our previous life, and we might even see the hope of victory.

"But ultimately, when the so-called 'true G.o.ds' standing in the starry sky behind the Holy Light faction personally step into the battlefield, we will still be irreparably doomed to failure and destruction.

"The failure of the Chaos faction was not only due to the wrong choice of the timing and the battle line, or the inherent disadvantage of its geographical location, or backward weapons, armor, and training system.

"The key was the organization. It was the structural problem of the ancient civilization that was deteriorating and even collapsing.

"Therefore, it was far from enough to a.s.sa.s.sinate or change Ka.n.u.s, the Jackal in order to completely reverse the defeat and avoid tragedy in the previous life.

"The Turan civilization has to usher in a new era before it can have a real future.

"At the very least, when the Dragon City civilization produces grenades, bazookas, and automatic rifles and sends them into the hands of the Turan warriors, the warriors should not be killing machines whose brains are only filled with 'conquest' and 'destruction.' They should be real warriors who have normal human emotions and know what they are fighting for!"

Meng Chao scratched his head.

He realized that the difficulty of the task he was facing was getting higher and higher.

Speaking of which, changing the future and shattering the apocalypse was an impossible task.

The difficulty coefficient was 9.9, which did not seem to be much different from the difficulty coefficient of 10.0.

In short, he had to do his best and try his best!

At this moment, the b.l.o.o.d.y battle between the three Blood Hoof Warriors and the temple thieves, who had transformed into Origin Warriors, was coming to an end.

With the temple thieves' battle strength, it was not enough to cause too much trouble for the Blood Hoof warriors.

However, after burning all the blood, flesh, and even the soul in their bodies, as well as turning all their life force into the most violent battle strength, the result of transforming into an Origin Warrior was very different.

Although the three Blood Hoof warriors still chopped the temple thieves into pieces in the end, the crazy counterattacks from their enemies before dying left deep wounds on the bodies of the three Blood Hoof warriors. They were so deep that their bones could be seen. It was a shocking sight, and there were even transparent wounds on the front and back of their bodies.

When the temple thieves collapsed like a pile of mud...

No matter how much their distorted totem armors bared their fangs and brandished their claws, they were unable to piece together their owners' broken pieces of flesh and blood.

The three Blood Hoof warriors also collapsed, sitting on the ground and gasping for breath.

The battle axes that could weigh hundreds of pounds swung like windmills, but at this moment, they did not even have the strength to lift them up to cover their wounds.

Meng Chao and Ice Storm looked at each other.

The two silently approached the three Blood Hoof warriors from behind.

When the hair on the back of their necks stood up and gooseb.u.mps rose all over their bodies, they still could not detect their breathing, heartbeat, and footsteps.

Whoosh!

Before the three of them could turn their heads, the icy fog that Ice Storm swept up had already frozen them into three lumps of ice.

Before the three of them could take the initiative to break free from the invasion of ice, Meng Chao let out a low growl. His arms that were wrapped around the chains were like two burning war hammers that smashed down on their heads.

The three Blood Hoof warriors, who weighed more than a ton in total, flew back like kites with broken strings.

They did not even have time to groan before they crashed into the broken walls. Their tendons and bones were shattered, and they pa.s.sed out.

Meng Chao and Ice storm did not chase after them.

The two of them walked toward the Origin Warrior's corpse at the same time.

On the corpse that was still twitching and squirming, the totem armor that contained terrifying power was cracked. The texture became sticky and soft, as if it was a liquid metal that had life.

Inside the liquid metal, there was a heavy saber that was full of fangs and serrated teeth. It looked extremely ferocious.

Even without its owner's grip, the fierce saber that was quietly lying in the liquid metal still released a sharp whistle and a visible murderous aura. Aside from Meng Chao and Ice Storm, the advanced orcs were also fatally attracted to it.

It looked like it was the culprit that had turned the temple thieves into Origin Warriors.

It was also the divine weapon that Meng Chao and Ice Storm were determined to get. After leaving the Blood Hoof Clan's territory, they could exchange it for a large number of cultivation resources.

The two of them looked at the blade with great interest, which contained countless fierce souls.

In Meng Chao's mind, the strange fire jumped and shone with a golden light.

In Ice Storm's brain, holy light filled every sulcus and nourished every brain cell.

It canceled out the effect that the ferocious blade tried to have on their brains.

Swoosh!

Meng Chao took out a totem beast skin that had been carefully tanned and engraved with gorgeous patterns.

It was flat on the ferocious blade that was overflowing with killing intent, and on the totem armor that had turned into liquid metal and was constantly squirming.

The fierce knife and fragments of the armor, which had originally bared their fangs and claws, suddenly calmed down.

It was as if the fierce beast that had been injected with a large amount of powerful anesthetic had fallen into a deep sleep.

These beast skins were the spoils of war that Meng Chao had obtained from the temple thieves.

They seemed to have the effect of suppressing totem power, just like the Holy Light shackles that Casanova had forced onto Ice Storm's body.

Ice Storm still felt that it was not safe, so she sprayed a layer of frost on the outside of the beast skin.

Only then did she put away the fierce saber and armor fragments.

"My storage s.p.a.ce is almost full."

Ice Storm patted her breastplate in satisfaction and asked Meng Chao, "What about you?"

"I'm almost done." Meng Chao grinned.

This was not the first time the two had fought.

In fact, when the Blood Hoof warriors and the temple thieves were fighting and both sides were entangled with the Origin Warriors, Meng Chao and Ice Storm had taken advantage of the chaos.

If the temple thieves or the Blood Hoof warriors had a huge difference in strength and one side had an obvious advantage, they would hide in the darkness and watch the battle quietly. They would never be greedy for any divine weapons that looked powerful.

Anyway, their storage s.p.a.ce was limited, so they could not move all the treasures in Black-corner City. There was no need to be too greedy and expose themselves.

Only when the temple thieves and the Blood Hoof warriors were on par with each other, and both sides were injured, would they jump out to take advantage of the situation.

Both of them were experts in hiding and a.s.sa.s.sinating.

They were also part of the few people in Black-corner City who knew what was going on.

It was natural for them to gain a lot from the battles.

No matter how picky they were, if they were not the best products with thousands of years of history, they would not take them easily.

The storage s.p.a.ce of the two totem armors was still full.

After they finished looting, they noticed that the temple thieves or Blood Hoof warriors nearby did not surround them.

Meng Chao knelt on one knee and poured a bottle of gray powder onto the corpse of a temple thief.

When the gray powder touched the temple thief's blood, it immediately soaked in and disappeared without a trace.

On the corpse, the originally pungent smell of blood suddenly rippled with a strange fragrance.

A moment later, the strange fragrance dissipated. Other than Meng Chao, no one could smell it.

This was the tracking powder that Meng Chao had meticulously concocted.

It had originally been used to track and lock onto Leaf and Ice Storm's coordinates.

However, when he was secretly observing just now, Meng Chao discovered that the temple thieves were very concerned about their companions' corpses.

If possible, they would always take away the corpses at all costs.

If they could not take them away, they would have to think of ways to destroy them.

He estimated that the temple thieves did not want the corpses to remain in Black-corner City and fall into the hands of the Blood Hoof Clan's witch doctors and priests. They would read the information hidden in the corpses to find out the origins of the temple thieves.

Therefore, as long as Meng Chao evenly scattered the tracking powder or smeared it on the bodies of the temple thieves.

It was very likely that the powder would contaminate the bodies of the temple thieves who were still alive and had successfully escaped from Black-corner City.

In the end, they would follow the clues and find the mastermind.

Even if some of the bodies that were contaminated with the tracking powder were not taken away by the temple thieves, it did not matter.

The Blood Hoof warriors would not have the time to clean up the enemy's corpses in a short period of time, anyway.

Even if they did, it was unlikely for them to get the corpses out of Black-corner City.

It would not cause too much disturbance to Meng Chao's tracking.