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Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane! Chapter 1303 - The Youth in the Depths of the Ancient Tomb

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Chapter 1303: The Youth in the Depths of the Ancient Tomb


Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation


From then on, he had almost never seen the sun.


The mechanisms that contained magma and venom in the depths of the lost temple were his toys.


The roars of totem beasts and the screams of tomb raiders, as well as the sound of bones being ground into powder by fangs, were the only music.


The fog that lingered over the ruins of the ancient battlefield all day long was impacted by totem power. It turned into mist in the form of various ferocious beasts, which was the most common sight he saw.


As a weak little thief, his task was to act as cannon fodder and a human minesweeper, charging at the front of the entire tomb raiding team. He was responsible for exploring the most dangerous mechanisms and the narrowest secret pa.s.sage.


Many secret pa.s.sages were not much bigger than a fist. Even a three or five-year-old mouse child had to soak his bones in a special secret medicine to soften them before he could barely get in.


However, when faced with the winding and winding secret pa.s.sageways, there was still a high chance that the mouse child would be stuck and suffocate to death inside.


Fortunately for “Jackal”ka.n.u.s, he was only a small thief at the beginning. His master was only the weakest member of the Wolf Clan. There were few people and his strength was weak, even when he explored deep underground, he could not get any famous temples or ancient battlefield ruins recorded in the war epic.


He could only explore those places that had been explored dozens of times by his predecessors. Almost every piece of rust had been sc.r.a.ped clean. He tried to lick some sc.r.a.ps from the gaps of his predecessors’fingers.


For his master, such an exploration naturally did not bring him many benefits.


But for the little thief at the front, because a large number of traps had been triggered by his predecessors, the danger level was greatly reduced.


Along with a little bit of luck, “Jackal”ka.n.u.s grew to ten years old in the depths of the shattered ancient tomb.


Unfortunately, because few mouse children could live for five years in the depths of temples, ancient tombs, nests, and ancient battlefield ruins like him, he was considered to be an experienced and mascot-like existence, he became a hot commodity and finally became a trophy in a fight between tomb raiders and fell into the hands of another, more powerful master.


Now, what he was going to face was no longer a place that had been explored many times by his predecessors, where there was no profit or danger.


Instead, it was an unknown place that no one had explored for thousands of years.


However, no matter what kind of temple or ancient tomb they explored, it was the same.


The little thief would eventually die.


He would either die in the mechanism of this ancient tomb or at the hands of the evil energy puppet remains in the ancient battlefield.


He would either die today or tomorrow.


Originally, the future Doomsday Wolf thought that he was already used to such a life. Facing the cruel fate, he chose to sit and wait for death and close his eyes.


But now, as he gradually grew up, he suddenly realized that every time he closed his eyes, there would always be a scene of two groups of tomb robbers fighting each other and the new master killing the old master.


Until today, he could not forget the old master in the dark and narrow depths of the tomb path. Before he could even take out the totem armor, the sharp blade pierced through his heart and the extremely sharp edge of the shovel.., more than half of his neck was broken, and even his cervical vertebra was broken into two pieces. Fresh blood gushed out crazily.


At that time, he rushed in front of the old master.


He heard an ear-piercing “Kacha”sound coming from behind him. When he turned his head to look, he saw the old master’s head with his own eyes. It was almost bent 180 degrees, hanging on his shoulders. In an extremely strange posture, his eyes were wide open in a daze.., he was staring at him.


It must be known that ‘Jackal’Ka.n.u.s had been working for the old master since he was three years old.


He had seen the old master crack countless mechanisms that seemed to be extremely sophisticated to children.


He had also seen the old master wearing totem armor and fighting against the most ferocious totem beasts for 300 rounds.


He had even seen the old master whip those rat children who were unwilling to yield and hide their gains with a whip that was full of thorns and bone spikes. One of his companions had been whipped to death by the old master, when he died, all the bones in his body were shattered, and his entire body was as soft as a puddle of mud. No matter how careful he was, he could not lift up his companions.


Moreover, his old master had told them many stories.


He had told them about the cowardice and sins of the rat race, about how it was natural for warriors to rule Turanze, and about their current adventures and sacrifices, which were washing away the shame in the depths of their bloodline.


“Jackal”ka.n.u.s had always believed in these stories.


He was convinced that the rat race was born to be enslaved.


He was convinced that pain was atonement, a part of life, or even the whole of life.


He was convinced that the rat race tomb raiders were absolutely not qualified to use the ancient weapons and armor excavated from the temples and ancient tombs. Even if they accidentally touched it, it would trigger the ancestral spirits’wrath, so much so that they would cast a curse, in the next exploration, he would let the rat burglars die tragically in the most horrible way in the traps.


He believed that his master, a pure-blooded wolf, was a G.o.d-like existence with the blessing of the ancestral spirits. He was invincible and Immortal, and it was not something that weak and lowly rats like them could resist.


But now, when his master died tragically in front of him, ‘Jackal’ka.n.u.s suddenly realized that his master was spitting blood, twitching all over his body, and incontinence. He looked no different from when the rat people died tragically.


The blood that his master spilled on his face was also as stinky and warm as the blood of the rat race. It contained a sense of panic and incredible fear.


When his master collapsed on the ground and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, no ancestral spirits came out to bless and protect him.


Even at the last moment of his life, his master was still twitching and reaching out to him, as if he was asking for help from him, a small rat child.


This scene seemed to have been imprinted in his mind by lightning. As he shattered the Old World, he could not help but start thinking.


Thinking about a brand new world and a brand new path.


Fortunately, in the silent, murderous depths of the ancient tomb, as the vanguard, he had time to think alone and calmly.


Thinking about why, the rats were naturally discriminated against and enslaved.


Thinking about why, his appearance was almost the same as the Wolf clan. It was just that he had a pair of front teeth that belonged to the rodents. The fate of himself and the Wolf Clan.., had such a huge difference — the Wolf clan was like an eagle soaring in the sky, but he was like a maggot curled up in the abyss.


Thinking about why, his strength had clearly been constantly increasing after he had escaped death time and time again. The power that he cultivated in secret was even stronger than many Wolf clan tomb raiders.., but he still did not have the right to touch any sacred weapon that contained totem power. Every time he explored, he had to charge forward, carry out the most dangerous mission, and dismantle the most sophisticated mechanism.


But when he divided the spoils of war, he did not have a share at all. Even if he looked at the spoils of war a little more, it was possible that the new master would be even more ruthless than the old master.


They were wondering why their companions, who were also rats, fell one after another under the sharp blades of the traps, secret tunnels, secret chambers, Totem Beasts, and the remains of the evil energy puppets. However, their faces were still numb. When death came.., they were even somewhat relieved.


They were wondering… if the blood of the new owner was as stinky as the blood of the old owner and all the rats. When the neck of the new owner was cut off by the sharp shovel, would he also spit out blood like the old owner, his limbs were twitching, and his urine and feces were flowing out?


In this kind of thinking, ‘Jackal’ka.n.u.s gradually grew up.


The characteristics of the rat race on his body gradually faded, and the characteristics of the wolf race became more and more obvious.


Once, when he was exploring the ancient tomb, he accidentally broke two of his front teeth.


Just as he was bleeding and covering his mouth, the other rats around him were shocked. They looked at him with envy.


At that moment, “Jackal”ka.n.u.s realized how similar he was to the real Wolf clan.


After all, his mother, his mother’s mother, and his mother’s mother… They were all female slaves of the Wolf clan.


They were the same as the majority of the rats that were raised in captivity by the clan and not in the wild.


“Jackal”Ka.n.u.s didn’t know who his father was, his father’s father, and his father’s father.


It was very likely that he was a member of the pure-blooded Wolf Clan.


But no one would admit this.


No matter how crazy the beastly nature was in the dark, during the day, slaves were slaves, and n.o.bles were n.o.bles.


A drop of blood law.


As long as a drop of the filthy blood belonging to the Rat clan flowed in his body, he would forever be a member of the Rat clan.


“Why?”


In the depths of the lost temple, the young “Jackal”ka.n.u.s covered his bleeding mouth and asked his extremely long and narrow shadow under the illumination of the spiritual flame.


From that moment on, a tiny seed sprouted in the heart of the rat youth with a missing incisor.


The seed at that time could not be called ‘ambition’yet.


He just wanted to live on and live a life that even an ordinary Tulan had the right and should have.


What happened later was both coincidental and inevitable.


When the Tomb Raider team that ‘Jackal’Ka.n.u.s was in was exploring the lost temple deep underground, they unintentionally released a power that they should not have released, destroying half of the temple and the narrow pa.s.sage that led to the ground.


Half of the tomb raiders were crushed by the shockwave and the falling rocks. They died a horrible death.


The other half of the tomb raiders were seriously injured and lost most of their supplies and tools. They were buried alive in the narrow, humid, and sweltering underground s.p.a.ce.


Resources were limited and the s.p.a.ce was sealed. The G.o.d of death was hovering above the survivors’heads. It would open its b.l.o.o.d.y mouth and reveal its fangs of death at any time.


Under such circ.u.mstances, the evil of humanity and the beauty of b.e.s.t.i.a.lity bloomed like man-eating flowers.


The survivors were divided into two factions.


There were fewer of them, but the Wolf clan that originally controlled this group of tomb raiders.


There were more of them, but they had always been tools, muddleheaded, and never thought that they would not dare to resist at all.

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