Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

It was an armor piercing awl!

To be more precise, it was an armor piercing awl that had been modified by the Ghost Assassin. It was embedded with a large number of burrs and barbs.

It pierced Big Buck’s thigh deeply. With a slight turn, a large splash of blood gushed out along with his torn skin and flesh.

At the same time, it made the part between Big Buck’s legs feel an unprecedented coldness and emptiness.

That was not the end.

His opponent seemed to know his totem armor and body structure like the back of his hand.

Before the liquid metal covered him, the armor-piercing awl stabbed him seven times as fast as lightning.

Seven shocking bloody holes were created in his waist, chest, and even under his armpit.

The totem armor quickly covered the wound, trying its best to seal the wound and stop the blood from flowing out.

However, the wound that was created by such a lethal weapon was too difficult to seal and sew up.

Big Buck suddenly felt the world spinning, and his vision turned black.

He let out a hysterical roar. Wildly waving the ox horn machete that was part of his totem armor, drawing a series of sparks on the walls on both sides of the tunnel.

The Ghost Assassin, however, jumped away lightly before he went crazy, perfectly blending into the darkness.

This time, no matter how big Buck widened his eyes, he was unable to scan the outline of the other party in the pitch-black darkness.

Right at this moment, an ominous mechanical sound rang out once again in the darkness.

Along with the chain clattering, big buck suddenly felt two strange forces on his painful elbows and ankles, pulling his body in different directions.

It turned out that the chains wrapped around the beast trap were connected to two heavy burlap sacks hanging high in the air through a set of pulleys and gears.

When the ghost assassin removed the latch and let the burlap sacks fall to the ground, gravity, under the amplification of the pulley set, instantly tightened the chains.

Big Buck’s right arm and left leg were instantly straightened by the tightened chains, and his entire body was almost suspended in the air.

His right hand and left leg were in so much pain that they were about to be torn off by the Beast Trap.

Of course, without any interference, it was impossible to trap a totem warrior just by relying on the mechanism alone.

However, just as Big Buck was about to use all his strength to break the chain, the ghost assassin appeared behind him once again.

And before the totem armor finished its final growth, it used a chain to go around Big Buck’s neck.

It was thin and long, and it was covered with spikes that pierced deep into big buck’s throat.

Even if the totem warframe covered it, it could only wrap the chain inside.

Big Buck felt that his throat was stuffed into a ball of burning flames by the other party.

In an instant, the air that he had to breathe was completely burned.

The ghost assassin crossed the chains at the back of his neck and wrapped them around his arms.

Immediately after, he jumped up and exerted strength with his arms. His knees were firmly pressed against his spine. All the weight was like a weight that was applied on Big Buck’s throat.

Creak, Creak, Creak.

Big Buck heard the friction between his cervical vertebrae and the chains, making a creepy sound.

The seven bloody holes on his body continued to expand as he struggled violently. Fresh blood gushed out crazily from under the totem armor, unable to be stopped.

Especially the bloody holes on his thigh. Besides the piercing pain, it also brought him a fear that any male carbon-based intelligent creature could not control.

His right hand and left foot seemed to have been burnt in a furnace first, and then frozen in an ice cave for an entire day and night. He could no longer sense their existence.

What was even more terrifying was that the other party seemed to have smeared an evil secret medicine on the iron teeth of the animal trap, causing a numbing sensation to spread upward like a poisonous snake. Soon, he lost control of his entire right arm and left leg, the speed at which his consciousness became blurry also became faster and faster.

As for the iron chain around his neck, which was getting tighter and tighter, it was as if both ends were placed in a furnace to be heated. Soon, it was burned into an orange color, as if it was going to rip his head off.

Pain always magnified a person’s perception of time.

Big Buck felt that he had already endured for three whole days and three nights.

Then, he heard “Ka-cha, ka-cha, Ka-cha”sounds. He sensed something heavy and solid, cracking and peeling off from his body.

“My totem battle armor actually left me?”

Big Buck was flustered, “Could it be that even the totem battle armor thinks that I will definitely die and doesn’t have any hope for me?”

This was his last thought before he fell into the darkness.

..

Big Buck was awakened by the pain.

From his teeth to his toes, the pain was incomparably clear, intense, and continuous. It made him realize in despair that he did not get a glorious ending — he died in a fierce battle and became a part of the ancestral spirit, on the eternal battlefield, he drank wine and killed his enemies all day long.

Instead, he dragged his wounded body and was still imprisoned in the dark, damp, and narrow underground.

Judging from the rotten smell and the puddles on the ground, this place was still a part of the secret passage.

There were some digging tools like shovels and pickaxes scattered around, and a few dirty rags.

It was probably a place for the slave workers to take a break and catch their breath while they were building the secret tunnel.

But beside the digging tools, there were a lot of things that should not be here.

Big and small, all kinds of knives that big buck had never heard of.

There were also small and exquisite saws, pliers, and probes.

There were also some strange, unknown, but dangerous gadgets.

All the equipment was brand new. In the four corners of the room, under the light of the four oil lamps, they gave off a faint silver light.

Big Buck swallowed hard.

He did not want to be the first person to try these equipment.

And at this moment..

Big Buck found that his entire body was still in extreme pain.

However, the animal trap on his right elbow and left ankle had been removed, and the wounds were simply smeared with ointment.

The seven bloody holes that had been pierced by the armor-piercing awl were also randomly blocked with ointment and rags. At least the blood was no longer spurting out, only slowly seeping out.

The chains that had been deeply embedded in his throat had also been untied, but his throat was so swollen that he could not shout, and could only make a low and hoarse voice.

In addition to the high-level Orc’s astonishing vitality.

His life was not in danger for the time being.

However, this did not mean that he could move freely and escape from this temporary demon cave.

This was because he was tightly bound to four or five metal spears that intersected to form an iron bed.

His hands and feet were all bound by the barbed iron chains.

There were several ox tendons and long whips on his thighs, waist, and chest. They bound his body, ensuring that he could not struggle out of even a single gap between his fingers.

There were also two huge iron hooks on his shoulders, which were hooked into his shoulder blades.

If he struggled forcefully, he would only tear his shoulder blades into pieces and completely lose the ability to move his arms.

All of this was clearly reflected by a huge bronze mirror.

That’s right, there was someone hanging a bronze mirror directly above his head on the ceiling.

It allowed him to clearly see his originally strong and muscular body, but now it was a tragic sight.

As well as what would happen next.

“Ah!”

Like most high-level orcs, Big Buck was not afraid of death.

However, the scene before him was a hundred times scarier than death. It was completely beyond the limits of this bull-headed warrior’s poor imagination.

He let out a hoarse scream.

The rapid rise and fall of his chest affected the wound. It was as if there were countless steel needles with bristles scraping his bone marrow. The pain almost caused him to faint again.

“If I Were you, I would save some strength.”

A faint voice came from the corner behind the Minotaur Warrior’s head, “The search above our heads has ended. The nosy fellows have all dispersed. There are only a few screams. There are no corpses, no blood stains, and not even any dropped weapons. There are countless incidents like this happening in black-corner city every night. No one will pursue this matter to the end.

“I think that no one will discover your disappearance before dawn.

“In other words, our work can last an entire night.

“I hope you can rest up and persevere to the end.”

It was a very calm and even gentle voice. Big Buck could hear the panting of hunger coming from the back of his head.

He endured the intense pain and twisted his head with all his might. He twisted his neck so hard that cracking sounds could be heard. Finally, through the copper mirror hanging in the air, he saw the other party’s appearance.

It was that wretched and cowardly rat servant!

He was only wearing a hooded cloak, and his face was shrouded in a flickering shadow.

He was squatting in a corner, concentrating on studying Big Buck’s totem battle armor.

It was only at this moment that Big Buck realized that his totem battle armor had actually been snatched away by the other party in such a despicable and shameless way.

His body suddenly felt as empty as his spine.

The other party was not in a hurry to absorb Big Buck’s totem armor into his body.

Instead, he took a lot of bottles and jars, which were filled with colorful viscous medicinal liquid. He dripped them on Big Buck’s chest armor, shoulder guards, and wrist guards respectively, carefully observing the reaction of the totem armor.

The totem armor quickly absorbed all the secret medicinal liquid.

From its solid state, which was as hard as iron, it gradually softened. Circles of ripples appeared on its surface, and it even let out an impatient “hiss” sound, as if it was sending an invitation to the rat servant.

“This is impossible!”

Big Buck watched with his mouth agape.

How could the extremely lowly rat man possibly gain the favor of the totem battle armor?

He immediately reacted, and of course, the other party was not a rat man—he still remembered the astonishing strength that gushed out of his arms and knees when the other party was tightly wrapped around his throat.

It was impossible for a rat man to have such strength.

This guy was a powerhouse whose strength was not inferior to his own.

However, what kind of clan warrior would be so despicable as to set such a sinister trap even though he clearly had such powerful strength!

In the end, the other party did not respond to the invitation of the totem armor.

Instead, he used a long robe to carefully wrap up the fragments of the totem armor.

Then, he slowly stood up, took off his hood, and walked towards Big Buck.

Under the flickering fire, Big Buck saw a blurry reflection in the bronze mirror.

Hair like black flames.

Dark Eyes as deep as the night sky.

A unique characteristic that shocked big buck.

“We finally meet again, Mr. Big Buck. Oh, in the Blood Skull Arena, you should have seen me too. At least you knew of my existence. But at that time, you didn’t care, because you thought that when I was unconscious, it was impossible for me to remember you, to remember what you did. You thought that I had long forgotten you.”

Meng Chao walked to Big Buck’s ox head and gently held his horn. He lowered his head and enunciated each word carefully. He said softly, “Unfortunately, I didn’t forget.

“Even when I was dying in the sewage in the deepest part of the dungeon, I didn’t forget you for a second. Brave ox-head Warrior, honorable member of Bloody Hoof, Mr. Big Buck