Chapter 1328: The Truth of the Blessing

However, “Jackal” Kanus did not seem to be as lucky as him.

This guy was “trapped” deeper than Meng Chao.

Even though Meng Chao had forcefully dragged him out of the pyramid of bones, he still knelt on one knee, trembling violently. He let out a low beastly roar from the depths of his chest.

Crackling sounds could be heard from the joints of his limbs as if his bones were growing wildly out of control.

The rumbling sounds of his intestines could be heard coming from his abdomen. It was as if his intestines had turned into a giant python that was devouring everything, devouring the power contained in the tattooed bones.

His totem armor had a crystal-clear texture similar to that of the tattooed bones. The patterns in the depths of the armor could be clearly seen. They were like the nerves and blood vessels of a baby, growing, spreading, and crisscrossing at a speed visible to the naked eye, they formed brand-new totems.

There were even a large number of striated bone fragments that were directly embedded into the six kills armor of the Wolf King. Together with the wolf fangs that were originally embedded on the surface of the armor, they formed an inseparable whole, allowing this set of totem armor to reap countless lives in the near future, the totem armor that set off the destructive tide became even more ferocious, ferocious, and hungry.

Meng Chao felt that things were not looking good.

Could it be that this “Jackal”kanus had evolved into the “Doomsday Wolf”because he had absorbed too many fierce souls contained in the bone fragments?

He had the intention to stop the other party from continuing to indulge in the memories of the endless slaughter of the fierce beasts.

However, he did not know how to calm the raging waves of mountains of corpses and seas of blood deep within the Wolf King’s brain.

Fortunately, the Wolf King’s will was not so easily devoured by the ferocious Beast’s soul.

After trembling violently for more than three minutes, he finally gradually calmed down.

The low growl that was filled with the nature of a beast was also replaced by a sigh that was not satisfied yet.

The Wolf King slowly stood up and let out a big burp.

His face was radiant and full of satisfaction.

He was the same as Meng Chao from before. He stretched out his arm and observed the shining lines winding around his arm. They spiraled and grew until they finally gathered in the palm of his hand into a myriad of changing runes.

Then, he grinned and clenched his fist tightly. He allowed the totem power to spread out from the cracks of his fingers like raging flames. It turned into the image of a ferocious beast opening its bloody mouth.

“It seems that we have stumbled upon it by accident. It’s a blessing in disguise.”

The Wolf King licked its sharp canine teeth and snickered, “What a powerful force. In the past ten thousand years, it has roamed around Tu Lan Ze. The battle experience and killing desire left behind by the most powerful totem beast seem to have surged into my body. It runs along my blood vessels and nerves. This kind of pain and pleasure is an incomparably wonderful feeling. You really shouldn’t have dragged me out and stopped me from enjoying it…”

“If I hadn’t pulled you out, you might have exploded and died!”

Meng Chao said in a low voice, “You should know better than me what kind of terrible consequences it will bring after absorbing so much power from the bones, right?”

“I know. Don’t be nervous, and don’t act like the fierce souls hiding in the bones will devour you.”

The Wolf King was intoxicated. He was still immersed in a joy that could not be described with words.

He said disapprovingly, “To obtain any power, one has to pay a corresponding price. The stronger the power, the greater the price, and the higher the risk of losing control. This is the law of nature.

“But isn’t that why we are here?

“Do you still expect that we can find a power that is absolutely safe, stable, and has no side effects and sequelae in the depths of the temple of the sacred mountain? A power that can be easily digested and absorbed by us, but enough to destroy the world and create the future?

“If you really think so, I admire your naivety and optimism, but I have to say that you shouldn’t have appeared in such a place at all.”

“…”

Meng Chao took a deep breath and confirmed that the Wolf King had returned to normal.

“By the way, why are there so many bone patterns here?”

He turned around to observe the pyramid of bones and asked, “Besides, the bones here seem to be different from the ones I’ve seen before. The bones here are more delicate, more delicate, and more jade-like. It’s as if… they were soaked in the secret medicine of the Witch Doctor for many years and carefully polished by someone countless times

“Your feeling is correct. If I’m not wrong, these bones were sent to the temple of the sacred mountain with the Dead Warriors at least three thousand years ago.”

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The wolf king explained, “According to Tulan’s tradition, when a warrior with outstanding military achievements dies on the battlefield in the most glorious manner, he has the right to be sent to the sacred mountain temple for burial.

“When he is buried, the weapons he usually uses, the bones of the most powerful totem beasts he has hunted in his life, and the spoils of war he has seized from the land of Holy Light… in short, personal items that can show his valor will be used as burial objects to please the ancestral spirits so that he can continue to fight happily in the other world.

“Other than the illusory afterlife, such a burial custom has more practical significance for those who are still alive.

“A long time ago, the Tulan Orcs discovered that any weapon, armor, bone, or bottle of secret medicine were sent to a specific area of the temple of the sacred mountain. After being stored for a few years, there was a certain probability that they would become sturdier, sharper, more powerful, and more efficient.

“Weapons that were originally forged from ordinary metals could be buried in a specific area of the temple of sacred mountain for decades or even centuries. They might be rusted and turned into scrap metal, but they could also be turned into divine weapons that could cut through iron like mud. Even the totem armor could be cut in half.

“A set of totem armor that was only decades old could be buried in a specific area of the temple of Sacred Mountain for decades. It might lose its vitality completely. It would be as fragile as a tree that had been struck by lightning. A light knock would break it into pieces, but it could also increase the totem power contained within by a hundredfold and achieve the effect of the ‘thousand-year armor’.

“By the same logic, a tattoo bone from a low-level totem beast that has been stored in the temple of the sacred mountain for decades or even hundreds of years will either be completely shattered, or it will turn into the crystal-clear, ferocious appearance that you can see.

“Most of the Tulan Beastmen believe that the Sabers, Swords, armor, secret medicines, and tattoo bones have all received the blessing of the ancestral spirit.

“The ancestral spirits were so powerful and ferocious. The Sabers, Swords, Armors, secret medicines, and bones that could not withstand the blessing were all broken into pieces, riddled with holes, and turned into ashes. The items that could endure the blessing were naturally reborn, and their quality was improved by ten times or even a hundred times.

“Therefore, the Tulan burial custom three thousand years ago was divided into two parts.

“When a publicly-recognized warrior sacrificed himself, people would send him into the temple of the sacred mountain along with a large number of burial objects.

“His body gradually rotted and merged with the Earth, turning into nutrients that allowed the temple of the sacred mountain to continue operating. The burial objects would receive the blessings of the ancestral spirits and quietly undergo a long period of strengthening and upgrading.

“And after the new generation of experts showed their talents in the Gladiator Arena, the game of the brave, the Battle of the five clans, and the Battle of Glory, they were qualified to escort the bodies of the dead into the temple of the sacred mountain as ‘mourners’.

“In addition to the mission of burying the dead, the mourners also gain the right to pick up the burial items of the previous generations of warriors in the temple of the sacred mountain.

“Of course, most of the burial items contain the will of the previous generations of warriors or the killing intent of the ancient beasts. Only the new generation of experts who have passed the test can take the burial items out and make them shine a hundred times more brilliantly on the battlefield than in the past.

“The glory of the Tulan Beastmen was passed down from generation to generation in the past ten thousand years through this method.

“Speaking of which, it is already considered pretty good that an ordinary funerary object can stay in the temple of the sacred mountain for hundreds of years.

“Because it has received the blessing of the ancestral spirit for hundreds of years, if this funerary object has not lost its vitality and is torn into pieces or even turned into ashes, it will basically become a dazzling treasure. It will definitely be picked up and taken away by the mourners.

“Three thousand years ago, the temple of the sacred mountain was exploded and sealed by the priests of the Holy Light and the mages. The deep traditions of our race were cut off.

“Therefore, all the buried objects before our eyes have received the blessing of the ancestral spirit for three thousand years.

“No wonder even the most ordinary bone fragment contains such brutal, brutal, tyrannical, and unrestrained power!”

Meng Chao was deep in thought.

He didn’t quite believe it. It was really the so-called “Blessing of the ancestral spirit”that strengthened the bone fragment into a crystal-clear, fierce, and wreathed appearance.

However, when they were chasing the Gray Shadow just now, they saw a colorful scene on the rock wall of the Rift Valley, which was still shining like glass.

Meng Chao estimated that the coordinates of the ancient Turan spaceships crossing over happened to be where the spiritual veins intersected in the depths of the underground of Turan Ze.

In the words of the people of Longcheng, it is a paradise where crystal veins gather.

No, it’s not a coincidence.

According to the Longcheng Relic Research Institute, the Transits Technology Research and development project team’s research shows that this kind of place, which has a lot of crystal ore deposits, is extremely rich in psionic energy and violent, on the entire planet’s magnetic field, they’re all very, very bright.

They were like lighthouses in the vast darkness, easily attracting the attention of travelers.

It was more likely that they were like a giant magnet that directly ‘sucked’the ancient Turan spaceships over.

The forceful overlapping and fusion of different spaces caused the space to shake, tearing apart not only the solid shell of the spaceships, but also the rock layers that encased the crystals, it directly exposed the extremely pure crystal ore to the air.

Even a large amount of high energy materials in the form of gas leaked out like high temperature and high pressure natural gas, seeping through the cracks on the outer shell of the spaceship and into the interior of the Sacred Mountain Temple.

The Turan Beastmen placed the burial objects in such a place where the spiritual veins intersected and the spiritual energy was dense. After years of refinement, refinement, and resonance, the molecular structure of the burial objects and even the atomic spherical energy layer were changed, naturally, there was a certain chance that priceless treasures would be dropped.

Meditating, training, and fighting in such a place would have a hundred times more intense and stimulating effects than in the outside world.

This was probably the reason why the spaceship gradually became the Falling Star City, the sacred mountain temple, and the resting place of the ancestral spirits.