Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Flesh and metal, orcs and machines, the desire to kill and the will to destroy, combine to form the most terrifying monsters in Turanze.

This is the original warrior, never tired, never retreating, never giving up, once unlocked from the seal, he will fight endlessly until he kills all enemies within the range of perception, or even the last person under the twisted armor active cells, until they are completely burned.

Moreover, the ones who appeared in front of Meng Chao and Ice Storm to guard the Blood Skull Temple were not ordinary warriors of origin who had only been created in recent decades.

On its shield-like breastplate, three huge cuneiform characters were engraved, flashing an extremely uncomfortable red light.

Since Meng Chao obtained the totem armor, he also conducted in-depth research on the cuneiform characters used by the ancient Turan people.

In particular, the cuneiform characters representing numbers were all deciphered by him.

Therefore, he could read a string of numbers written on the breastplate of this warrior of origin.

"Two hundred and forty-nine?"

Meng Chao was puzzled, "What does this number mean?"

The expression of Ice Storm beside him changed, as if facing a formidable enemy, his whole body tensed up.

"This is not a number, but his name. It seems that the predecessor of this original warrior is the most powerful ace gladiator in the Bloodhead Arena in the past thousand years—two forty-nine!"

Ice Storm told Meng Chao that "249" was active about three or four hundred years ago.

In his heyday, he once achieved a miracle of winning 249 games in a row on the Glory Arena of the Bloodhead Arena.

Such an astonishing feat has not been broken by the second gladiator until today.

Therefore, according to the unique naming method of the Turan people, people forgot the old name of this ace gladiator, and renamed him with this miracle.

"I see."

Meng Chao said, "Fortunately, he only won two hundred and forty-nine games in a row. If he wins one more game, wouldn't it be called 'two hundred and five'?"

"Be careful, this guy is very tricky."

Facing the "senior" in the Blood Skull Arena, Ice Storm didn't dare to be careless, she told Meng Chao solemnly, "Twenty-Nine is not only powerful, but also, he is cruel by nature and extremely ruthless.

"You know, duels between gladiators are usually not life-and-death fights, and apart from the winners and losers, they also have a somewhat performance nature.

"But Er Sijiu really enjoys the pleasure of slowly killing his opponent under the eyes of everyone.

"Of the 249 victories he won, 114 of them were all ravaging his opponents to death on the arena.

"There are still 70 or 80 opponents who escaped by chance, but at least one limb was torn by him, their hearts were devastated, and they could no longer enter the arena.

"There are only a handful of people who can really escape from the hammer of 249 and get back in one piece!

"That's it, after his two hundred and forty-nine victories, no one wants to fight him anymore.

"249, who couldn't find his opponent, was extremely depressed, so he simply shifted his target to the depths of the Bloodskull Temple.

"In the depths of the Bloodskull Temple, there is a pair of very ancient and powerful war hammers with a history of at least four to five thousand years, known as the 'Skull Crusher'.

"As for the original owner of the Skullcrusher, that's another story.

"You just need to know that the Skull Crusher is a legendary weapon for the entire Bloodhoof clan. For thousands of years, countless warriors have tried to break through the Bloodskull Temple to obtain the approval of this weapon. Swipe it again to unleash a bloody frenzy.

"It's a pity that these people either fell down in the numerous checkpoints of the Blood Skull Temple, or were controlled or even swallowed by the ancient evil spirits dormant in this pair of ancient weapons the moment they touched the 'Skull Crusher'.

"Their souls, courage, and flesh and blood have all been turned into food that nourishes the 'Skull Crusher'.

"Two Four Nine is a little bit luckier than those unlucky ones before.

"He successfully passed the test of the Bloodskull Temple, came to the 'Skull Crusher', and tried to hold up the pair of war hammers that contained countless fierce souls and destructive power.

"Unfortunately, he still overestimated his will and underestimated the horror of the 'Skull Crusher'.

"Fortunately, his physical strength is considered the most powerful among the countless guys who have tried to control the 'Skull Crusher' for thousands of years.

"As a result, he was partially recognized by the 'Skull Crusher'. Although his soul was torn apart by the destructive power contained in the 'Skull Crusher', his flesh and blood body was not completely swallowed.

"The 'Skull Crusher' fused with his totem armor instead, turning him into a warrior of origin, and continued his killing journey with another, more violent attitude.

"After that, the Bloodhoof Clan seemed to have finally controlled and sealed the most dangerous warrior of origin at the cost of the lives of dozens of clan warriors.

"Unexpectedly, he has been sealed under the Blood Skull Temple, acting as the 'guardian' here!"

"is that so?"

After listening to Ice Storm's introduction, Meng Chao's eyes sparkled, and he stared greedily at the ends of the opponent's arms, which were as thick as giant pillars. The pair were engraved with mysterious runes, flowing like magma and plasma. The red warhammer.

"A legendary weapon from at least four or five thousand years ago!"

Meng Chao muttered to himself, "That is to say, as long as you defeat '249', you will be able to obtain the 'Skull Crusher', and your combat power has soared?"

"What?"

Ice Storm was stunned, "Did you hear me clearly? The point is not how much the combat power can be improved after obtaining the 'Skull Crusher'? The point is, this guy is absolutely impossible—"

The word "victory" has not yet been exported.

The most terrifying ace gladiator in the Bloodskull Arena in the past five hundred years has attacked two intruders.

call! call!

The two huge pillar-like arms stirred the air, bursting out like a stormy sea.

The two war hammers known as "Skull Crusher" smashed down.

Even if the two of them had quick eyes and quick feet, they flew back in the air.

The war hammer landed heavily, blasting out a deafening shock wave, which still slammed on the chests of the two of them like an invisible giant wave, causing ripples in the totem armor of the two, screaming from the sternum, and groaning from the lungs.

"Look, did you see it? This is the strength of '249' and 'Skull Crusher'!" Ice Storm knelt on one knee, clutching his chest, panting quickly.

"It's really scary!"

With half a mouthful of blood in his mouth, Meng Chao mumbled, "Otherwise, shall we surrender?"

Ice Storm was stunned: "What did you say?"

"Original warrior, don't you accept surrender?"

Meng Chao swallowed the blood hard, and gritted his teeth, "Then, even if he is ten times stronger, we still have to fight to the end and kill him!"

Before he finished speaking, Meng Chao's figure had already turned into a bolt of lightning.

The opponent was nearly twice his height, and his wingspan was three to four times his. In addition, the ancient warhammer "Skull Crusher" had the ability to set off hurricanes and smash shock waves, and was very good at controlling the field.

Long-distance combat is not good for him, so he must find a way to shorten the distance and cut into the inside line.

Thinking of this, Meng Chao deliberately slowed down to show his flaws.

The warrior of origin was really fooled and threw a hammer at him without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, Meng Chao had been prepared for a long time, his legs suddenly exerted strength, dragged half of the afterimage, dodged the bombardment of the warhammer, and with the help of the shock wave's counter-shock force, he jumped high and landed on the arm of the warrior of origin.

He stomped hard on the left wrist of the warrior of origin.

While kicking the warhammer to the ground again, he also rushed to the neck of the warrior of origin.

Behind the elbows, two huge sickle blades were already ready to go.

The warrior of origin let out a beast-like roar, twisted his right arm behind his head, and threw it at Meng Chao at a very awkward angle.

Originally, after Meng Chao's precise calculations, such thick arms moved very slowly, and there must be many dead spots in the attack range.

As long as he cuts inside, he will be able to find the dead corner and continue to output.

As a result, when he stood on the left shoulder of the original warrior, it was really difficult for this guy's right arm to go around and attack him.

However, the war hammer at the end of the right arm flew out with a "whoosh".

It turned out that behind the pair of "skull-crushers", there were chains as thick as arms connected to the gauntlets. They were a pair of meteor hammers that could be stretched freely and danced like the wind, with no dead ends at all.

Meng Chao let out a strange cry, and without warning, he lay down on his back, narrowly avoiding the bombardment of the meteor hammer.

The breastplate was still unavoidably grazed by the warhammer, leaving behind a meteorite that fell and plowed open the gully in the earth.

It felt as if his chest had been severely slashed by a giant saber weighing hundreds of catties, and the destructive force even penetrated the entire chest cavity, all the way to the spine.

But Meng Chao didn't have time to moan.

Not even time to vomit blood.

For he lay back, still lying at the feet of the warrior of origin.

boom!

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

The origin warrior's line of sight was blocked, and if he looked down, it would inevitably give Meng Chao an opportunity to take advantage of it.

This ace gladiator who had won two hundred and forty-nine consecutive victories in the arena of glory in the blood skull arena, although most of his mind was wiped out, his killing instinct and combat experience were stimulated to the limit.

He didn't even look at it, he stepped on it.

The soles of the feet bombarded the ground, making a loud noise like the roar of heavy artillery, which was not much inferior to the "war trampling" of the "tyrant mammoth" in the monster mountain range.

Meng Chao was like a loach, rolling around under the feet of the original warrior.

Several times, he was about to be stepped on by the warrior of origin, and a huge transparent hole was stepped on from his chest to his back.

He twisted his body into a ball of twists and dodged in an awkward or even funny posture.

It wasn't until the ice storm shot three ice picks at the warrior of origin, attracting the latter's attention, that Meng Chao was able to roll and crawl, and escape from the warrior of origin's stampede.