Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

"Jackal" Kanus' face changed drastically, and he said with a bitter face, "How dare I, how could I..."

"Then you are so boring!"

The tiger king's face sank, he pushed the wolf king hard, and pushed the latter back, "Lead the way, what should I do next?"

"Okay, okay, this way, along this striped vine that looks like a corona, I remember this vine."

"Jackal" Kanus led the way, and the tigers and wolves grabbed the jagged rocks and struggled to climb the slowly rotating suspended mountains.

The surrounding mountains are getting steeper and steeper, and the footholds are getting smaller and smaller. It seems that they are about to climb to the top of the misty mountains. In front of them is a cliff protruding from the void. There is no way to go except for the abyss on three sides. Walk.

"Because the space deep in the holy mountain is constantly changing, the concept of life and death here is completely different from the outside world."

"Jackal" Kanus sensed the growing murderous aura of the Tiger King behind him, and hurriedly explained, "So, we shouldn't be confused by the scenery in front of us, and we shouldn't look for the road that can be seen with the naked eye—such a road , often less than halfway, it will be interrupted by space changes.

"What we are looking for are nodes similar to teleportation arrays.

"Deep in the holy mountain, there are hundreds of similar nodes.

"When the space changes, these nodes will match one by one, and the space gap between the nodes can instantly transport us to the next correct path.

"This cliff is one of the nodes. Even with the map drawn by the Holy Light Army, in order to find out the exact location of the node, we have sacrificed dozens of exploration team members."

While speaking, "Jackal" Kanus sniffed carefully.

He seemed to smell the smell of his own urine mixed with spices, and walked towards a rock on the edge of the cliff that was entangled with vines.

After tearing off a few vines and pushing the rock through a gap, he stretched his entire arm in, groped carefully for a while, and pulled out a pinch of dry wolf fur.

This is exactly the mark he left when he explored the holy mountain last time.

The Wolf King heaved a sigh of relief.

The Tiger King snorted coldly, and temporarily withdrew his fierce murderous aura.

They rested here for half a moment, took the secret medicine, eliminated the exhaustion of tracking and exploring all the way, and maintained the best fighting condition.

And once again, targeted planning was carried out for the staffing of the Lion King's "Destruction Horn", and seven or eight sets of ambush and pursuit tactics were perfected.

At this time, the surrounding fog gradually thickened again.

Like after a heavy rain, the rapidly rising river instantly submerged the cliff where the tigers and wolves were, making them bend down and bow their heads, unable to see their feet clearly.

This time, without waiting for the tiger king to urge them, the tigers and wolves hugged each other tightly, resisting the surrounding flying sand and rocks, shaking the ground, and roaring that seemed to tear apart the space.

When the thunderous roar gradually weakened and the space stabilized again.

The tigers and wolves were surprised to find that they were transported to a completely unfamiliar environment again.

It was still the edge of the cliff that tore the sky just now.

Now back to the thick and solid earth.

The floating mountains above the head are like stones inlaid in the sky, giving people a feeling of being out of reach.

It is really hard to imagine that just a moment ago, they were still on a certain cliff of a certain floating mountain range.

Looking at the shape and orientation of the suspended mountains above his head, which were completely different from the previous ones, even a peerless murderer like "Blade of Fury" couldn't help but secretly broke into a cold sweat.

fortunately.

Fortunately they have guides.

Familiar with the mysteries deep in the holy mountain.

If you don't understand the ever-changing space in the depths of the holy mountain, and just focus on moving towards the path of life that can be observed by the naked eye—for example, trying to climb over the vine suspension bridge entangled between two suspended mountains.

I'm afraid, only halfway through the climb, you will encounter a drastic change in space.

Either the distance between the two suspended mountains is suddenly widened, the vine suspension bridge breaks, and the climber falls into the abyss; or the two suspended mountains suddenly approach, collide violently or even merge into one, and the climber will naturally be squeezed into the abyss. Among the rocks, the fate is worse than that of mosquitoes in amber.

Tiger King opened his mouth.

Originally, I really wanted to sigh with emotion: "The wisdom of the ancestors is really unfathomable. They can use 'space' as a city wall and a weapon, and create such an ever-changing appearance!"

But after thinking about it, even if Turan Zuling built the holy mountain temple in such an incredible place, it was almost found and broken by the army of holy light.

Even their unworthy descendants of future generations had to rely on the map drawn by the Holy Light Army if they wanted to reopen the Holy Mountain Temple.

Even Tiger King is the most typical standard orc who regards fists as truth and fighting as the only solution.

The scene in front of him still made him faintly feel that the Turan orcs had lost many things in the past ten thousand years.

He lost a lot of power that was a hundred times stronger than his iron fist and sword.

"Let's go!"

A sense of powerless fatigue suddenly surged out of Tiger King's body.

He waved his claws viciously, trying to tear apart the truths that he couldn't figure out.

The wolf king sensed the violent mood of the tiger king, just like a thundercloud on a summer afternoon, it was getting thicker and thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He didn't dare to speak, and walked at the front of the team with several wolf warriors under him, climbing and jumping between rocks, forests and streams, sniffing carefully, searching for the hidden marks left by him with great effort , and the traces left by the expedition team of the Lion King "The Horn of Destruction" when they passed by.

When he arrived at the base of an unimaginably large ancient tree that was as thick as a dozen people hugging each other and whose branches covered the sky and the sun, Kanus the "Jackal" stayed for an exceptionally long time.

Then, he raised his arms high and gestured to the Tiger King who was dormant in the grass behind him.

"Shua!"

The muscles of "Blade of Fury" and a group of tiger warriors tensed immediately, and they summoned the totem armor one after another, turning themselves into metal statues that could move freely, and sneaked towards the ancient tree from all directions in a battle formation.

Soon, they knew the reason why the wolf king was so nervous.

It was a corpse.

A body that had just been buried under an old tree, buried very hastily, and the soil was still very soft and fresh.

But the corpse didn't look very pretty.

When he was still alive, he should have been a mighty and majestic Lion Fury warrior with golden hair.

Judging from his bucket-like left arm and left leg, he was as strong as a leather sack stuffed with stones.

And the densely packed gorgeous tattoos drawn on the skin are silently telling his glorious achievements - as a symbol of glory, in Turanze, tattoos are not something that any cat or dog is qualified to engrave.

There are certain rules for where to stab, what kind of pattern to stab, and what kind of paint to use. Random stabbing will cause trouble at any time, and even cause death.

"It's him?"

Behind "Blade of Fury", a tiger warrior strode forward, knelt down on one knee, and carefully inspected the tattoo on the left arm of the corpse. His eyes instantly turned red, and his expression was strange and dazed. He was stunned for a while before turning back Said to Tiger King, "This is 'Broken Steel Tooth', the youngest son of 'Destruction Horn'!"

"Yeah?"

Tiger King grinned, "His head was crushed, how do you know?"

"I recognize this tattoo."

The tiger warrior pointed to a tiger head tattoo pierced by lion teeth near the left shoulder of the corpse, and said with a gloomy expression, "This is half a year ago, 'Broken Steel Tooth' killed my brother in the 'Iron Slag Arena' Afterwards, leave the 'badge'!"

Tiger King immediately understood.

The Turanians do have this tradition.

After a wonderful and hearty battle, after killing a strong enemy, he made a tattoo of the strong enemy's appearance and engraved it on himself. In this battle, the most seriously injured part.

It's not an insult.

Instead, he expressed the highest respect to the powerful enemy, expressing that the heroic spirit of the powerful enemy will be with him, and continue to fight happily.

The appearance of the powerful enemy, as well as the injured part of himself, are unique.

Such tattoos are naturally difficult to repeat, and the relevant personnel will know it at a glance.

Even though the other party was the murderer who killed his own brother.

This tiger warrior had no interest in slaughtering corpses.

Because the corpse of the son of the lion king has been ravaged enough to be miserable.

His left half of his body remains largely intact though.

But the head, including the entire right half of the body, was squeezed into a patty less than a finger thick by an incredible force.

Strangely, because the squeezing force is very uniform, his corpse can still maintain a vague human shape.

It's just that this human figure has been magnified several times, like mandala puree that was boiled and squashed in a mold.

"Blade of Fury" has seen and caused countless horrific injuries.

It was also hard to imagine what method would be used to turn a Furious Lion warrior with impressive fighting power into this.

Perhaps, it needs an iron plate with a surface as smooth as a mirror, but its weight is equivalent to that of hundreds of elephant warriors. No, it is an iron lump. Two such huge iron lumps should be squeezed in the middle.

"It's space."

"Jackal" Kanus carefully observed the corpse, and explained, "I don't know what went wrong when the Lion King's team came nearby—maybe they didn't step on the rhythm of space changes, maybe they hugged each other. The formation was not tight enough, in short, the 'Broken Steel Teeth' was thrown out and fell into the space gap.

"Then, someone grabbed his left foot quickly and wanted to pull him back. Look, there was a complete bruise on his left ankle, and even the ankle bone inside was scratched. Cracks can be seen. , this person really wanted to save him.

"Unfortunately, this person is still half a step too late, the right half of Broken Steel Tooth's body has been squeezed into a meatloaf, even the totem armor and the witch doctor's secret medicine can't save it.

"Because he is the son of 'The Horn of Destruction', in order to save him, the exploration team stayed here for a long time, until he was dead, and wasted time digging a grave for him."