Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

"I don't know if the ancient dream saint can also get rid of the mental invasion of 'Jackal' Kanus, and since this cunning wolf king has launched ahead of schedule, there is absolutely no reason to give up halfway, but I don't know how much he has prepared. Can this trick destroy the entire Horn Legion in one fell swoop?"

As Meng Chao thought about it, his perception gradually became clearer.

Soon, they smelled a strong smell of blood and burning grease, and heard strange cries of ghosts and wolves.

"what happened?"

Meng Chao was taken aback.

The wounded barracks he was in fought bravely under the White Blade City every day, and the seriously wounded were sent in. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was not surprising.

But the smell of burning fat is clearly permeated by the fire, and the flesh and blood of countless people have all been turned into fuel!

The location of the wounded barracks is naturally the hinterland of the Great Horn Legion's fortifications. Where did the raging flames devour the flesh and blood come from?

Meng Chao narrowed his eyes and looked around.

What he saw made the blood in his whole body almost freeze.

Although the soul has returned to the body.

But he found that he had just jumped from one nightmare to another, which was more real.

On the sick beds lined up next to him, there were originally a hundred warriors with mutilated limbs and guts.

Although they can't bear it when the pain breaks out and the dressing is changed for treatment, they will groan or even howl.

But most of the time, after taking the secret medicine with hypnotic ingredients and being comforted by the priest, they would all fall into a deep sleep.

Even when half-asleep and half-awake, the spirit is listless, and the breath is like a gossamer.

At this moment, these seriously wounded people, who should not be dying, sat up from their sickbeds one after another.

On their pale as paper faces, small red dots like blood burst out one after another, bursting out with abnormal excitement.

The pupils contract and dilate at a very high frequency.

With the high-speed trembling of the eyeballs and the nervous twitching of the head, it shows that their brains are in a state of overload.

Their shattered chests are more like bellows that undulate at high speed, "wheezing, wheezing, wheezing", along the throat, a nearly howling gasp spews out.

The chests of many warriors were cut to pieces by the wolf defenders, the scars on the bones were deeply visible, and even the lungs were almost chopped off.

Thanks to the careful application of the secret medicine and the tightly wrapped bandages, the chest would not burst open in one piece.

At this moment, because of their exaggerated panting and the beating of the heart like a drum, the wound on Ling's chest that had barely begun to heal burst open again, making the bandages wrapped around layers drenched with bright red blood .

"Hey hey hey hey hey!"

"Yeah yah yah yah!"

"Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!"

The expressions of these seriously wounded were grotesque, as if they could not feel the slight pain caused by the cracked wounds all over their bodies.

The gasps and howls from the shattered chest gradually turned into neighs that no one could understand.

Coupled with the weird expressions, empty eyes, and body language distorted to the limit, these seriously injured people are even more terrifying than the out-of-control origin warriors!

But for Meng Chao, who was extremely sensitive, he could see more things that ordinary rat people couldn't see.

The brains of these seriously wounded are burning.

Not literally "burning".

Rather, their brain cells are vibrating crazily, releasing brain waves like a storm.

From the storm, thick and colorful flames spewed out again, spreading like wildfire on the grassland, spreading to the entire wounded barracks.

Even if Meng Chao had been exposed to their brainwaves, there would be chaos in front of his eyes.

In a trance, it seemed to see the highly rotten "zombie rat god" again!

"not good!"

Meng Chao's expression changed suddenly.

The brains of these severely wounded were hijacked.

The principle is a bit like the "fear bomb" mental attack secret method often used by the supernatural beings and strange beasts in Dragon City.

By "detonating" their brains, sacrificing every single one of their brain cells, in exchange for extremely strong brain waves, and then advancing layer by layer, triggering an avalanche-like chain reaction, causing hundreds or even thousands of people The brains of thousands of people resonate in the most terrifying way!

"Sure enough, Kanus the 'Jackal' has long used the ability of the Saintess of the Ancient Dream to subtly control the brains of all the Rat Warriors through dreams.

"At this moment, he made a sudden attack. First, he 'detonated' the brain of the ancient dream saint, causing the ancient dream saint to release a violent and incomparable brain wave, and then passed through the priests layer by layer, sending a brand new nightmare into the world. Deep in the brain of every Rat Warrior.

"This nightmare doesn't need to be carefully constructed at all.

"As long as the majestic horned rat god appeared in the nightmare, he suddenly became extremely weak, and even 'died' directly, and then swelled, rotted, and turned into an ugly zombie.

"It's enough to make most of the Rat Warriors' beliefs and hearts collapse together, and completely shatter their fighting spirit and combat effectiveness!"

Sure enough, when Meng Chao struggled to leave the tent, he found that not only the tent he was staying in, but the entire wounded barracks were in a state of panic, chaos, and demons dancing wildly.

Human thought and will are all influenced by flesh and blood.

If the blood is strong, the muscles are stretched, and if you are full of wine and food, you will naturally be refreshed and strong-willed, and you will not be affected by demons and evil spirits.

And these wounded soldiers were already suffering from dizziness and pain all day long, and many of them lost parts of their limbs. Even if they were not in danger of their lives, they often lost most of their combat effectiveness--for the high-level orcs who admired bravery, this was a death penalty. An even scarier ending.

Their spiritual defenses are extremely fragile, and they have already been pushed to the point of collapse.

The "zombie mouse god" originating from the depths of the ancient dream saint's brain is naturally the easiest to invade their brains, hijack the optic nerve, and appear in front of their eyes.

Thinking in another way, if Meng Chao is a seriously wounded patient who has been lying on the sickbed for a long time, suffering from pain all day long and missing several limbs, he wonders if he can recover or even go to battle to kill the enemy.

To make matters worse, the city he had sacrificed his life to attack could not be conquered for a long time, and news of ammunition and food was circulating everywhere in the barracks. It was only thanks to the blessing of the horned rat god and the advocacy of the ancient dream saint that he could barely maintain his life. morale.

At this moment, he suddenly dreamed of the horned rat god turning into a carrion in a trance.

No, not only he dreamed, but all his fellow robes around him dreamed and even saw such a profane picture clearly.

Is it possible for his nerves not to collapse?

"This is bad!"

Meng Chao gritted his teeth and cursed secretly.

Even in Dragon City armed with modern weapons and ideas.

Being bombarded by "fear bombs", the large-scale crowd whose spiritual index has skyrocketed and plummeted is also the most troublesome trouble.

Putting aside all the treacherous, unpredictable, and strange factors.

Even on the ancient earth battlefield without extraordinary power, it is almost impossible to calm thousands of soldiers who have collapsed and are in deep fear until they regain their courage.

The so-called "the wind is rumbling, the grass and trees are all soldiers, and the army is defeated like a mountain", this is the truth.

Meng Chao could only pin his hopes on the nurses, witch doctors, and priests of the wounded barracks.

These days, the difference between witch doctors and priests is not very big. Witch doctors who have the ability to concoct secret medicines and treat wounded soldiers often have quite strong spiritual power and can resist a certain degree of spiritual attack.

The wounded barracks were naturally assigned a large number of witch doctors.

It stands to reason that these witch doctors shouldn't fall asleep like the wounded soldiers, and some witch doctors are still awake.

In a waking state, a witch doctor with strong mental power would not be so easily eroded by nightmares.

Meng Chao guessed half right.

In addition to the severely wounded who looked like crazy demons, there were indeed a large number of sober witch doctors in the wounded barracks.

Although when Meng Chao found them, the witch doctors all had red eyes, pale faces, cold sweat dripped from their foreheads, and looked like they were in imminent disaster.

At any rate, he didn't have a mental breakdown like the severely wounded, and danced crazily "babbling".

However, these witch doctors were all wearing helmets and armor, holding trembling knives, guns, swords and halberds in unfamiliar ways, blocking the entrance of the wounded barracks.

His terrified eyes cast outside the wounded barracks, on the darkest horizon before dawn.

No, the originally dark horizon has been turned scarlet by the raging flames.

Under the flickering red light, one could vaguely see a team with teeth and claws, like a flood breaking a bank, rushing towards the wounded barracks impartially!