Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

In an instant, from the depths of his brain, dozens of brain waves were released that were stronger than lightning.

If Meng Chao's brain was scanned comprehensively at this moment, it would be found that the peak of brain wave concussion was dozens of times higher than that of a moment ago.

Dozens of brainwaves were like an invisible giant axe, precisely and viciously hitting the head of the menacing centaur warrior.

These centaur warriors suddenly felt a splitting headache, their eyes blurred, and they had hallucinations.

The sky that was originally covered with dark clouds seemed to burn instantly, and the destructive flames rendered the entire world into a pale white.

A series of shrill and screaming meteors fell from the sky, turned into huge fireballs that destroyed the world, and hit them heavily, smashing them to pieces, and annihilating every single cell.

In the center of the doomsday-like terrifying world, the incomparably hideous figure of the Horned Rat God slowly emerged from the raging flames.

The centaur warriors who were caught off guard exclaimed one after another.

The swift and flowing charge, as if he had been severely whipped, suddenly became slow and scattered.

Even if their hearts are as firm as iron, they don't believe in the existence of the horned rat god at all.

But no matter what, he couldn't expel the illusion of doomsday burning, rat god coming, and destroying everything from his brain in a short period of time.

It was even more impossible to stop the instinctive fear from rapidly spreading from the bombarded brain area to every cluster of nerve endings in the whole body.

This is the power of Meng Chao's secret method of mental attack, "Fear Bomb".

As early as when he was just reborn, because of the doomsday destruction and the blessing of fire, Meng Chao's spiritual index far exceeded that of ordinary extraordinary people, and he was immune to most spiritual attacks.

As he had countless soul-stirring collisions with many strange beasts, especially the demon gods who are good at mental attacks, he also learned from these monsters with deformed brains how to activate every brain cell and use every A ripple rippling out of the brain waves, invading the target's brain and implanting any information.

The demon god "Devil's Eye of the Abyss", the demon god "Tree of Wisdom", and the "micro-brain" from the age of ancient wars hundreds of millions of years ago are all his teachers.

With these "teachers", the skills he learned in the narrow-death class are enough to make Meng Chao rank among the top spiritual experts in Dragon City, no, in the entire foreign world.

To Meng Chao, invading the centaur's brain, implanting illusions and detonating the opponent's fear when the opponent was unprepared was just a routine operation.

Of course, it is impossible to completely stop the war machine soaring to the limit only by the fear of the soul.

At the same time Meng Chao released and detonated the "Fear Bomb", not far from his left front, the Ice Storm, which was also dormant in the grass, also started its own performance.

She knelt on one knee, her eyes focused, her expression indifferent, like a nearly perfect ice sculpture.

The two arms, surrounded by faint blue light, were deeply inserted into the extremely moist soil rich in groundwater.

As the runes on her arms continued to emerge, the power of the totem gradually followed the path opened by the runes, pouring into the ground from her arms all the way, causing the ground around her to freeze, turning into an extremely smooth ice surface.

With the arms of the ice storm as the source.

The faint blue ice surface is like a living creature, continuously extending towards the centaur warrior's hooves.

If he stepped on the ice from the beginning, the centaur warrior would naturally have a way to maintain his balance and even run like flying.

But they were first deeply shocked by Meng Chao's "Fear Bomb".

Unprepared again, he stepped on an ice surface that shouldn't exist at all.

Suddenly, there was a situation where the foothold was unstable and the horse stumbled.

The centaur warrior who rushed to the front and was also the most affected by Meng Chao's brainwaves stopped abruptly and raised his front hooves.

However, his hind hooves plowed two deep ravines on the ice, causing him to fall on his side, and he slid out along the track designed by the ice storm.

Although the remaining centaur warriors were not in such a panic, their charge was completely interrupted.

After barely regaining balance, the speed dropped to the bottom.

The most important thing for cavalry to attack an infantry formation that outnumbers its own by ten times is speed.

The speed soared to the limit, not to mention ten times, even the infantry who were a hundred times as big as him would have a chance to scatter in one go, and then let them be slaughtered like pigs and sheep.

But if both sides lose their speed, or even fall into entanglement and chaos, even the heavily armored iron cavalry may be swallowed by the frenzy of the mob.

The centaur warrior in front of him fell into a nightmare that cavalry would never face.

Even though they made use of the final charge, they trampled several unlucky fugitives who were huddled in the grass into flesh.

But the damage that can be caused by the end of the crossbow is nothing more than that.

They were far from tearing apart the fugitives' positions.

Instead, they fell into the depths of the position and were surrounded by fugitives.

The successive appearance of "Fear Bomb" and "Frost Attack" made them realize that the fugitives dormant in the grass are not just weak mice.

The invisible but deadly enemy may turn this game of cat and mouse into a feast of killing at any time.

Unfortunately, they are not the eaters of the feast, but the food on the table!

The leader of the centaur warriors made the most correct choice.

He tried to veer slightly, flanking the line of fugitives.

After opening up enough space, he decided to save face with a dense rain of arrows.

Or go away, gather enough reinforcements, and come back to avenge the shame.

Unfortunately, the fugitives failed to make them do so.

Because, all the fugitives who were still alive witnessed a new "miracle" with their own eyes!

——They all clearly saw, heard or felt that dozens of centaur warriors with helmets and armor rolled towards them like a violent torrent.

The sharp edge from the spear of the nearest centaur warrior almost pierced through their hearts.

There is no force that can stop this devastating torrent.

But this torrent was blocked by an invisible barrier.

The centaur warriors, who were supposed to carry out the cruelest slaughter in the attitude of a destroyer, showed horrified expressions on their extremely ferocious faces.

Inexplicably, the iron hoof that could trample everything stopped.

If this is not the blessing of the horned rat god.

What else could it be?

"The Rat God protected us again!"

"Sure enough, this is just a trial arranged by the Rat God. As long as we are determined and brave enough, no force can kill us!"

"They're scared, and the centaur warriors are scared!"

These thoughts are like streams of magma, flowing freely and horizontally in the brains of the fugitives, completely igniting their fighting spirit.

The ambush by Meng Chao and Ice Storm not only made the pursuers stumble, but also gave the fugitives time to take the "magic medicine".

According to the prior agreement, all the surviving fugitives crushed the beeswax that sealed the "miracle medicine", raised their necks, and drank the medicinal liquid exuding a strange fragrance.

"hiss--"

"call--"

"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho!"

Their eyes were wide open, their skin was flushed, white smoke rose from the top of their heads like a chimney, and they howled like beasts.

Meng Chao guessed right.

This so-called "miracle medicine bestowed by the Great Horned Rat God" is indeed similar to Longcheng's "Divine Transformation Capsule".

The rat people who took the magic medicine activated their limit potential in an instant, at the cost of overdrawing their health and even their lives, in exchange for a short-term surge in combat power.

Just hearing the sound of "crackling" bone explosions coming from their bodies, the muscles swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the skin couldn't keep up with the growth rate of the muscles, tearing scarlet lines one after another, making their body shape change. Tall, majestic, ferocious.

Some of the rat people were exhausted or even seriously injured, and couldn't even stand up.

However, the moment he took the magic medicine, he turned into a rumbling machine, spraying steam-like hot blood mist from the wound, and stood up crookedly in the blood mist.

Compared with the mutation of flesh and blood, the change is more intense in their temperament.

Originally, facing the tall horses of the Bloodhoof Warriors and the relatively thin rat people, it was always inevitable that they would be a little cowardly and even wretched.

Now, their eyes are covered with bunches of bursting bloodshots, and all the bloodshots are scrambling to jump out of the eyeballs, like bright red spears, trying to pierce the chest of the centaur warrior.

"For the Horned Rat God!"

"Please witness my courage and glory!"

"Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho!"

The fugitives instantly turned into killers.

The rat people jumped up from the grass one after another, and rushed towards the centaur warrior who was close at hand like a demon.

The centaur warriors who had been hunting in the grassland for a day and a night finally paid the price for their arrogance.

In fact, many centaur warriors have totem armor in their bodies.

Even if it's not full body armor that covers it from head to tail.

Even a few fragments can greatly increase their combat effectiveness.

But when launching a charge, not many centaur warriors chose to activate the totem armor.

Just wearing ordinary leather armor, bone armor and metal battle armor.

The reason is very simple.

The totem battle armor is like a ferocious beast with insatiable desires. To activate its full power, the master needs to sacrifice his own flesh and blood, spiritual energy and strength.

They don't know how long they will be cruising on the grassland.

If you had to activate the totem armor every time you encountered the rat people, I am afraid that within a few encounters, the owner would be sucked into a mummy by the armor, or lose control and become an original warrior.

not to mention--

"Mere rat people, what qualifications do we have to summon the totem armor and usher in the most glorious death?"

In the tradition of the Turanian warriors.

Only when facing a real warrior of the same status, do you need to activate the totem armor to fight.

Being able to die at the hands of an enemy equipped with a totem armor is also an honor exclusive to warriors.

How can these rats, dirty and smelly blood, stain their totem armor?