Chapter 1051: Overly Advanced Artificial Intelligence
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
With this thought in mind, the majority of the over one thousand rat soldiers stood up.
With Leaf and the other twenty-nine veterans handpicked by Meng Chao in the lead, they gathered into a scorching torrent and rushed toward the training camp’s entrance.
The eyes of the domestic rat soldiers who were staring at Brute Hammer emitted a faint light.
The domestic rat soldiers of Brute Hammer were like stray dogs whose spine had been broken. They could not even stand up straight.
They were terrified and asked, “What, what do you want to do? Aren’t you afraid of death?”
“Humph, even your master was beaten up by Night Demon. You lackeys, what are you still so arrogant for?”
Spider hid in the crowd and said in a strange tone, “Be careful. When the Blood Hoof Army returns to the city, you will be buried with Brute Hammer!”
This sentence made all the rat soldiers’ faces turn pale.
The Turan civilization did not have the tradition of being buried with Brute Hammer.
After the glorious warriors died, they had to go to the sacred mountain where they fought eternally during the day and reveled eternally at night to join the ancestral spirits.
And the lowly rat people obviously did not have the right to enter the sacred mountain after death.
Since they did not belong to the same destination, there was no point in being buried with brute hammer.
However, their master, Brute Hammer, was seriously injured and most likely lost most of his fighting strength.
He was also branded with such a humiliating mark on his forehead by the night demon. He would probably never be able to raise his head in the circle of glorious warriors.
These domestic rat soldiers could no longer serve Brute Hammer.
If they were transferred to someone else, they would naturally not be able to continue serving as soldiers of a higher status than the other rat people.
They would most likely become cannon fodder. Sooner or later, they would have to face the minions of the Lions and tigers, the arrows of the elves, the cannons of the dwarves, and the magic of the holy light humans.
At the thought of this, Brute Hammer’s personal domestic soldiers were full of bitterness. How could they still have any desire to fight?
“If you don’t want to die, then charge out with us!”
Leaf took the opportunity to encourage them, “If you stay in black-corner city, you personal soldiers who fail to protect their master will only die. However, if you fight for the Rat God and the rat people, we, who have received harsh training and are skilled in combat skills, will definitely find a way to survive!
“Don’t hesitate. The tradition of the Turan people is to submit to the strong. Look at how miserable Brute Hammer is. Is he really worth your loyalty?”
Many of Brute Hammer’s domestic rat guards lowered their heads and looked to the sides.
Only a few of them remained where they were, gritting their teeth.
There were only a few dozen of them.
Now that things had come to this, Leaf did not waste any more words. He snorted coldly and strode forward, ramming straight toward the captain of Brute Hammer’s personal guards.
The captain of the personal guards had actually heard of this youth who was “Born with godly strength”.
However, he was still deceived by Leaf’s baby face.
Just as he was about to draw his saber, leaf suddenly accelerated and crashed into his arms at lightning speed.
With a bang, the two sides crashed into each other.
One had to know that most of Brute Hammer’s personal soldiers were as tall and strong as him. They were also wearing well-made metal armor, making them look like statues made of copper and iron.
Although Leaf had gained more than ten pounds of muscle under Meng Chao’s modification, he still looked tall and thin because his body size was like a bamboo shoot after a spring rain.
Just by looking at the comparison of his body size, everyone thought that Leaf would hit an iron plate and bounce back.
Unexpectedly, the result was that the captain of Brute Hammer’s personal guard grunted and was sent flying more than 10 arms away. He crashed heavily into the wall and once again let out a muffled sound of broken bones and tendons. He slid down unsteadily and collapsed on the ground, he stopped moving.
At the moment of the collision, Leaf’s eyes and hands were quick. He pulled out the broadback battle saber at the opponent’s waist and took advantage of the opportunity to chop down ruthlessly, creating two visible ripples in the air. “Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!”
The gaze of the rat youth rode on the ripples and shot toward the other die-hard members.
These guys did not expect that Leaf, who looked like he was still wet behind the ears, had such astonishing strength.
They swallowed with difficulty. Before their brains could react, their legs could not help but tremble and go soft.
“Let’s go!”
Leaf raised his head and puffed out his chest, waving his saber. “Next, we will fight for ourselves!”
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Meng Chao stood at the highest point of the roof of the training camp. Under the shadow of the smoke, he watched as Leaf rushed out with a large group of rat militia soldiers.
The growth rate of the rat militia youth was faster than he had imagined. Perhaps he could look forward to this seed that he had casually planted growing into a towering tree in the near future.
Although a mere tree could not change the future.
But if a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand trees were gathered together, perhaps they could change the world and create a New World?
“I’ve finally sent Leaf and the others away. Next, I can happily… let loose some wild things!”
Meng Chao’s gaze passed through the chaotic blood skull arena and landed on the burning black-corner city.
He grinned under the mirror-like, circular, honeycomb-shaped light holes and the unadorned mask.
He tapped his toes lightly and leaped into the air, silently drawing a mysterious arc in the air surrounded by smoke. He surpassed Leaf and the others and landed right on their path. He roared and flew into a rage, the Blood Hoof Warriors who were brandishing their battle axes and heavy swords were trying to restore order behind them.
The Blood Hoof Warriors who stayed behind to guard the Blood Skull Arena, the old, the old, and the disabled, were no match for Meng Chao, who was gradually recovering his strength and stepping into the heavenly state again.
Against them, Meng Chao did not even need to use the curved sharp blade that extended from the back of his elbow.
With just a light slash with his hand, he could accurately grasp the gap between the back of their necks and their cervical vertebrae according to the subtle touch feedback of the totem armor. He would then precisely inject a surge of spiritual energy that was vibrating at a high frequency into them, he would shatter their cervical vertebrae.
It would cause their cervical vertebrae to dislocate and they would collapse onto the ground, unable to even cry out in alarm.
If they did not want to be paralyzed for the rest of their lives, these guys could only lie still on the ground and wait for the Witch Doctor’s rescue.
At this moment, the blood skull arena was the best hunting ground for the ghost assassins.
Meng Chao consecutively knocked down more than ten blood hoof warriors, successfully opening a green passage for Leaf and the others to rush out of the Blood Skull Arena.
He did not let the other party see his true colors, let alone let the other party successfully wave his sword at him once.
In fact, compared to these blood hoof warriors who had lost their arms and legs, it was the totem armor itself that brought him more trouble.
“Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!”
When he ambushed the Blood Hoof Warriors, the totem armor kept stimulating his auditory nerves, as if hundreds of bloodthirsty flies were clamoring by his ears.
In his vision, there were also all kinds of stimulating and seductive sound, light, and electricity effects, such as marking the fatal points of the Blood Hoof Warriors with shiny arrows to lure him to attack.
His dopamine and Endorphin index also increased greatly out of control and soon broke through the limit, making him close to the abyss of Qi deviation again and again.
This made Meng Chao confirm once again that totem armor was an extremely dangerous ultimate weapon for a single soldier.
This was because it possessed a very advanced — perhaps too advanced — strong artificial intelligence operating system.
This strong artificial intelligence, which was infused with an incredible technology similar to liquid metal, could even continuously learn the thinking and fighting mode of each generation of its master, optimizing its own moves and tactics, it could simulate the image of past masters with the illusory and real acousto-optic effect.
That was the “Ancestral spirit”or “Battle spirit”that the advanced orcs worshiped.
In the end, with its battle wisdom that far surpassed the body of flesh and blood, it would subtly influence the new owner.
Gradually, the new owner would go from accepting its rationalization proposal, to obeying its every word, to completely releasing its will, completely becoming a puppet of the totem armor, a slave of the desire to kill.., a machine that only knew destruction and destruction.
In a word, the totem armor could indeed greatly increase the wearer’s combat strength and battlefield survival ability.
But as long as the wearer wore the totem armor, the wearer would become the purest, most thorough, most extreme warrior, treating battle as the only meaning in life.
Meng Chao did not know how the ancestors of the advanced orcs could invent such a terrifying ultimate equipment for a single soldier.
He felt that the reason why the Turan civilization had declined to this day and was close to drinking raw meat and blood had something to do with the totem armors.
If the one-in-a-hundred elites of a civilization were only thinking about fighting and killing, and the ones who were responsible for all the work other than fighting and killing were the ‘lowly rat people’.
How could such a civilization continue to develop and create greater glory?
In this sense, the totem armor and the mandala tree were the same.
They helped the Turan civilization to continue in a very extreme way, lasting for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years.
However, they locked down and even killed this civilization. Other than constantly launching wars and falling into a cycle of killing, everything else was possible.
Even though he was clearly aware of this.
Meng Chao still chose to drink poison to quench his thirst.
He believed that he could resist the negative effects of the totem armor.
He would only use the totem armor that was constantly evolving and becoming stronger to complete his mission of saving Dragon City.
Even if he really couldn’t resist it.
As long as he could push the future of dragon city in the direction of “preventing destruction” by one meter, no, even by one centimeter or one millimeter, it would be worth it, right?
Besides, there was still the “Tinder”!
Meng Chao was surprised and happy to find that as he attacked everywhere in the “Game of the brave”, he took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the situation.
After wolfing down more and more totem beast flesh and secret medicine concocted by the witch doctors.
While the blood vessels and spiritual veins were constantly filling up, the tinder, which had been sleeping in the depths of his brain for a long time, also showed signs of waking up.
Even though the Tinder still hadn’t issued any new missions.
It was also unable to exchange for new skills.
But every time, when the strong artificial intelligence carried by the totem warframe flashed information in front of his eyes and kept making noise in his ears, the tinder would constantly shine and emit a strong light to help him defend his soul…, to stay awake.