The Wolf Kings True Face
"Highly sufficient."
The Wolf King continued to smile and slowly said, "For the rise of the rat people, I feel that this reason is highly sufficient."
He had finally accumulated enough strength. First, he knelt on one knee and gritted his teeth. His knee almost made a deep pit in the ground. Then, he stood up with difficulty. Narrowing his eyes, he opened his arms and mouth as he faced the sky. He greedily absorbed the cold and fresh air tens of thousands of meters high in the sky and let out a silent roar.
Meng Chao also stood up shakily and looked at the Wolf King’s face suspiciously.
He did not know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the Wolf King’s face had become somewhat different from before.
During the fierce battle with the fusion beast, even though they had the protection of the helmet and mask, their faces and brains were still the main targets of the Fusion Beast. They could not help but be hit until their faces were bruised and swollen. Their skin was torn and their flesh was torn, even their teeth were broken and missing due to the fierce biting.
As a result, after withdrawing their totem battle armor, their heads swelled to twice their original size, and their facial features shifted so much that they could not even recognize their parents.
As the yellow crystal fruit turned into a trickle of spiritual energy, it slowly seeped into their capillaries, facial nerves, and broken bones, promoting their cells to divide and grow a hundred times faster, the bruises, swelling, and wounds on their faces were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even the broken bones and broken dental pulp had grown a large number of bone cells, allowing them to quickly recover to their purest true colors.
During the process of rebirth, even many old wounds had been repaired.
Therefore, Meng Chao discovered to his surprise that the front teeth of ‘Jackal’kanus grew longer and wider. They gradually protruded out of his mouth and even covered his lower lip like two shovels.
This was definitely not the structure of the teeth of the Wolf clan.
It was not even the structure of the teeth of any predator like wolves, tigers, and leopards.
Instead, it was a very typical characteristic of a rodent.
This was the teeth of the Rat clan!
"This is impossible…"Meng Chao was dumbfounded.
He had never expected that the master of the Wolf Clan, who was sometimes sinister and cunning, and sometimes brutal and brutal behind the scenes, the future Doomsday Demon Wolf, would actually have such a distinct characteristic of the rat clan.
He was a hybrid of the Wolf clan and the Rat Clan!
Meng Chao’s brain was in a mess.
One had to know that although the Tulan warriors did not reject hybrids, the phenomenon of intermarriage or borrowing children between the five great clans was endless. As long as one was strong enough, they could pass the coming of age ceremony, even if one carried seventeen or eighteen kinds of messy bloodlines, had the tusks of wild boars, the sharp claws of fierce tigers, the wings of falcons, and the leather armor of crocodiles, they could all enter the clan and obtain the recognition of the clans and the blessings of the ancestral spirits.
However, there was only one bloodline exception.
That was the bloodline of the Rat clan.
Legend had it that thousands of years ago, there was once a rat soldier who fled on the battlefield, causing the entire battle line to collapse and the entire battle to be utterly defeated.
From then on, the ancestral spirits, who were furious and furious, cast the most severe curse on the Rat clan.
The blood of the Rat clan was considered to be the most cowardly, dirty, and lowly bloodline.
Any warrior of Tulan who had a drop of the blood of the Rat clan flowing in his body would have the characteristics of the Rat clan.
They would be classified as rat people forever. No matter how hard they struggled, they would never be recognized by any clan. They would never be allowed to engrave any totem on their body.
This was the famous ‘one drop of blood law’in the Tulan civilization.
As long as one drop of blood came from the rat race, they would be a rat race for the rest of their lives. They would be the
Even though Meng Chao felt that the so-called "A few thousand years ago, there was a rat warrior who fled in fear, resulting in a crushing defeat in the war and the curse of the ancestral spirit"was pure nonsense.
The real reason was probably due to the terrifying reproductive ability of the rat race. They were able to conceive earlier than the other orcs, and their pregnancy cycle was shorter than the other orcs, on average, they could conceive quadruplets or even quintuplets every time they gave birth. Their recovery speed after giving birth was also far faster than the other orcs. They were simply a perfect reproduction machine.
In the prosperous era, Turanze already had an almost endless amount of food.
Other than eating and reproduction, the orcs had nothing else to do.
If they didn’t impose restrictions on the rat race, the rat race would be able to produce an overwhelming army in just a dozen to twenty years. They would occupy the entire Turanze, seriously threatening the interests of the other clans.
Therefore, the major clans regarded the rat clan, whose combat ability was not very strong, as a flood and a fierce beast, and strictly defended and suppressed them.
As a result, even the rat subjects, whose bloodline was very thin and whose features could not be seen at all, were reduced to the bottom of the Tulan civilization and would never be able to rise again.
They did not expect that, under such a harsh ‘one drop of blood law’, a fish would still slip through the net.
And it was an extremely brutal piranha.
The future King Tulan is actually a rat citizen — no, a rat clan?
Since he is a rat citizen of the Rat clan, why did he use the Great Horn Legion to murder the ancient Dream Saintess and personally bury the great horn riot that he stirred up?
What exactly happened that made this extremely lowly rat clan become a corpse-eating dog, a jackal, and finally a doomsday wolf
A series of question marks appeared in Meng Chao’s eyes.
"Jackal"kanus extended his tongue, which was full of barbs and belonged to the Wolf clan, and licked his front teeth, which belonged to the Rat clan, as if he was enjoying it.
Then, without any warning, he raised his fist and smashed it fiercely at his front teeth.
With a cracking sound, his front teeth, which had very distinct characteristics of a rodent, were all broken and fell into his palm.
He admired the broken teeth lying quietly in his palm while sucking on the blood and pulp that flowed out of the broken teeth.
It should have been a bone-piercing pain, but it did not leave a mark on his face.
It was as if he had repeated the same action thousands of times.
He had smashed his cursed front teeth down thousands of times.
"According to the plot of the war epic, should I say something like ‘you’ve discovered the biggest secret, so I have no choice but to kill you to silence you’?"
The Wolf King admired it for a long time before he finally clenched his fists reluctantly. A stream of totem power gushed out of his palm and ground his front teeth into powder before they were burnt into green smoke and ashes.
He looked at Meng Chao calmly and said casually, "However, on second thought, it doesn’t seem to be necessary.
"If our cooperation goes smoothly, we will indeed find the deepest part of the temple of the sacred mountain, the most ancient ancestral spirit, and the greatest legacy. We will also successfully kill the Lion King and the Tiger King.
"Then, we will be the tyrants of Tulan without a doubt.
"I believe that when I step on the corpse of the Horn of destruction and the head of the violent blade and walk out of the sacred mountain, those fellows who are crawling on the ground and shivering will not have the courage to raise their heads and look at my face carefully to discover my secret.
"On the other hand, if we fail and die miserably in the traps of the temple of the sacred mountain, or if we are torn into pieces by Lion King and Tiger King, no matter what bloodline we have, it will be meaningless. The sins of the Rat clan won’t allow me to die again, will it?"
Meng Chao nodded.
He could not help but confirm again, "You… are really a rat clan?"
The Wolf King could not help but laugh.
"Is being a rat clan some kind of honor that is worth me pretending to be?"
The wolf king asked back, "Or do you think that I would deliberately change the shape of my teeth at the top of the sacred mountain, so close to the ancestral spirit temple, to Sully the honor of the Wolf Clan?"
Meng Chao was silent.
Although psionic power is at its peak, it can change the shape of flesh and bones and fine-tune the size of bones at will.
But in a fraction of a second, it’s almost impossible to force the sharp fangs of a wolf into the shape of rodents.
Meng Chao is to see the wolf king like a shovel-like incisors, a little long out.
He didn’t think that the Wolf King had long been prepared to play such a clumsy trick. The great shame of being a rat clan was something that no warrior of the clan who paid attention to honor could bear, even an "Atypical orc"like the wolf king was no exception.
To put it bluntly, on the summit of the Sacred Mountain, the fake rat clan had aroused the anger of the ancestral spirits. It wasn’t wrong to kill such a shameless guy with an explosion.
The two of them barely regained the ability to move.
They staggered and continued to advance into the depths of the fossil forest.
On the way, the Wolf King told his story.
According to him, this was a secret that could never be told to any of the Tulan people.
However, since Meng Chao had already seen the growth process of his front teeth, and he was temporarily unable and unwilling to kill Meng Chao, it was better to tell the truth in exchange for a deeper level of trust.
In fact, it was not a new and strange story.
It was nothing more than a rat clan youth who had been tortured since he was born. From the age of three to five, he had been forced by the master of the Wolf clan to crawl into the dark underground.
It was just like the "Garbage bugs"that Meng Chao had met in black-corner city when the Rat clan youths from Cai Luo village were cleaning the sewer pipes.
However, the Wolf King’s job was a hundred times more dangerous than the "Garbage bugs".
After all, the dangers faced by the garbage bugs were only the pipes that could collapse at any time, the poison and gas in the depths of the pipes, and the rarely-occurring methane explosion.
Other than the dangers faced by the Wolf King, there were also fatal traps, hidden traps, the angel of slaughter that seemed to be paralyzed but could wake up at any time, and the ones that could make people lose their minds and fall into madness at any moment, the distorted totem power.
That’s right, the Wolf King had been forced to become a grave robber since he was three or five years old, before his bones had even hardened.
The Lost Temple; the ancient battlefield ruins that were filled with killing machines and totem armor fragments; the powerful totem beast lair that had devoured the lives of countless warriors and left behind countless ancient weapons… were all his targets..