Chapter 1151: The Saintess Next Door

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In the worship of countless warriors…

These seriously injured warriors, who had lost the meaning of healing, all turned into shining heroic spirits and flew to the top of the Holy Mountain and shining palace.

The dream ended with their laughter.

After Meng Chao slowly woke up and returned to the real world, he found that there were several dozen huge heaps of firewood around the wounded soldiers’ camp.

The Great Horn Army’s oracles were smearing grease on the firewood piles to add fuel.

A few firewood piles had already been lit. Raging flames soared into the sky and rose to the height of nearly a hundred arms, making them look like shining lighthouses.

It was unknown what accelerant the oracles had added to the firewood piles. When they burned, they emitted crackling sounds, and colorful flames spurted out from time to time. It condensed into the image of ferocious beasts baring their fangs and brandishing their claws in the air.

When Meng Chao narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at the middle of the pile of firewood…

He found that the pile of firewood in the shape of a “well” was filled with strange-shaped corpses.

The seriously wounded among the seriously wounded had all died last night.

Perhaps the Ancient Dream Saintess fulfilled their last wish in the dream, letting them know that their destination was not the Dark Abyss but an eternal battlefield and feast.

They could finally leave this world of pain and chaos with satisfaction and fly into the Big-horned Rat God’s embrace.

According to the advanced orcs’ funeral rites, the more wounds there were on the bodies of the warriors who died in fierce battles and the more horrible they looked, the more they represented valor and glory.

If the death was not tragic enough, they often had to ask the respected clan elders or the unrivaled strong ones to destroy the bodies again.

The bodies of the seriously wounded were already like ragdolls that had been crushed by iron chariots. Therefore, there was no need to waste the procedure.

The flames gradually burned their bodies.

Their souls were destined to ascend to the Holy Mountain and stay with all the most powerful warriors of Picturesque Orchid Lake since ancient times. Moreover, under the Rat God’s leadership, they would continue to protect the rat people who were fighting for freedom and dignity.

Most of the people in the wounded soldiers’ camp had the same dream as Meng Chao. They “saw” the severely wounded of the wounded turn into light and fly to the Holy Mountain.

Therefore, the grand and solemn funeral did not bring any sadness.

On the contrary, it made the surviving wounded soldiers extremely excited.

Everyone discussed the unbelievable dream and felt frustrated. If they had been more ferocious and brave in the fierce battle and charged at the Wolf Clan’s elites, the impact would have been stronger. They would have let the enemy’s blades, claws, and fangs pierce their hearts.

Then, they would have ascended to the Holy Mountain last night and enjoyed the eternal feast themselves!

However, there was no need to be impatient.

After taking down Hundred Blade City, their next target would be Red-gold City.

Facing the extremely vicious wolves, tigers, and leopards, they would always have a chance to sacrifice themselves.

The Ancient Dream Saintess had presided over the funeral.

When the warriors’ corpses turned into a sky full of light, she had been playing the melodious and light tune that Meng Chao had heard in his dream on the temporary altar.

At that moment ,the Ancient Dream Saintess was as ordinary and weak as she was in his dream. Aside from the two pupils she had in each eye, there was nothing special about her. She did not have the demeanor of the Big-horned Rat God’s spokesperson in the human world.

However, Meng Chao could tell how powerful she was from the sound of her flute.

The large camp of wounded soldiers could accommodate nearly ten thousand. There were coughs, moans, and screams of pain everywhere. It was even noisier than a packed arena.

Yet, the Ancient Dream Saintess managed to spread her voice to the ears of the wounded soldiers who were lying on the outermost part of the camp with a small flute. She also used the simulated brainwaves from the flute to interfere with their brains.

The interference lasted for an entire day until all the martyred warriors’ corpses were burned. The belief that all the warriors had turned into heroic spirits and ascended to the top of the Holy Mountain was like a red-hot steel seal. It was deeply imprinted on the survivors’ cerebral cortex.

Even though Meng Chao’s will was as hard as iron and he knew what had been going on from the beginning, he still could not help but feel a little uneasy.

Images of countless heroic spirits turning into light balls and flying up into the shining clouds still appeared in front of his eyes from time to time.

How could ordinary rat subjects resist such temptation?

When they returned to the team after recovering from their injuries, they would definitely perform a hundred times more valiantly and crazily than in the previous ambush battle!

From the looks of it, it did not matter if the Ancient Dream Saintess was really the Rat God’s spokesperson or not.

She was a genuine spirit expert and an expert in spirit attacks.

Perhaps, she was on par with the Supernatural Entities such as the Demonic Abyss Eye and the Tree of Wisdom that Meng Chao had met on Monster Mountain Range.

Of course, the information that could be gathered from such a long-distance observation was too vague.

No matter how much Meng Chao mobilized his spirit energy to fill his eyes and activate his super vision, he still could not see the Ancient Dream Saintess’ facial features. They were covered by her rat skull mask.

He could not read her micro-expressions to determine whether she had treated so many fearless rat warriors as cannon fodder and chess pieces, or if she truly believed that all the people who had sacrificed themselves in this war would be able to fly to the Holy Mountain, become a member of the ancestral spirits, and enjoy an eternal feast.

Was the Ancient Dream Saintess an accomplice of the ambitious family? Did she know that the Rat God did not exist, yet she was willing to be the tiger’s accomplice and help the ambitious family play tricks?

Was she a puppet who did not know that the ambitious family was planning and manipulating everything behind the scenes?

Understanding all of this was crucial to Meng Chao’s follow-up plan.

The opportunity to get close to the Ancient Dream Saintess soon appeared.

Leaf was right. Every time a fierce battle ended, the Ancient Dream Saintess would host a funeral and offer sacrifices to the Rat God as well as heroic spirits. After that, she would personally come to the side of every heavily injured person as a representative of the Rat God and give them the most divine blessing.

Meng Chao’s brilliant performance in the ambush had played a key role.

Apart from the heavily injured among the dead, he was in the most severely injured group of warriors who had survived.

As a result, he was the first to receive the Ancient Dream Saintess’ blessing.

It was not until he observed the Ancient Dream Saintess’ every move up close that Meng Chao understood Leaf’s words. He had mentioned that everyone in the Great Horn Army treated the Ancient Dream Saintess as if she were a girl next door or even their own sister.

If he had not sensed that she was on the altar, he would have been able to release an endless stream of brain waves through the mysterious sound of the flute. Then he could have interfered with the brains of thousands of wounded soldiers.

Meng Chao could not sense even the slightest trace of an expert’s aura on her body.

When she was fully focused on examining the soldiers’ wounds, she did not even care about the stench and personally changed their dressing for them. She gave off a natural feeling of heartache and concern, and there was not the slightest pretense. Her deep sparkling eyes were filled with emotions that connected her to everyone by blood and allowed her to share the same feelings as them.

Meng Chao felt that if this Saintess was not being controlled from afar and was kept in the dark…

Then her acting skills had reached perfection. It was incredible and unbelievable.

Soon, the Ancient Dream Saintess arrived before Meng Chao’s sickbed.

Meng Chao took a deep breath in his heart and sat up straight. He pretended to be extremely enthusiastic and excited about the Ancient Dream Saintess’ arrival.

The Ancient Dream Saintess turned pale with fright and hurriedly held him up to prevent his wound from tearing further and prevent him from suffering secondary injuries.

However, when she untied his bandage and was about to help Meng Chao change his dressing, the Ancient Dream Saintess was surprised to find that this warrior, who should have been severely burned, had a large area of scabs all over his body. Many parts of the scabs had even cracked, and pink skin had grown out from them.

When he had been fighting the Wolf Clan’s military officer the other day, he had carried a giant steel shield and faced the lava head-on. His strong self-healing ability, coupled with tremendous performance finally made the Ancient Dream Saintess somewhat interested in him.

“I know you. You helped Flag Snatcher to seize the battle flag on the city tower in Hundred Blade City. You just joined the White Bone Battalion and immediately participated in the ambush battle. You’re the warrior who carried a giant steel shield and blazed a path forward in the raging flames!”

The Ancient Dream Saintess smiled. “I remember that your name is… Tree Root, right?”

In Picturesque Orchid Lake, where mandrake trees grew everywhere, “Tree Root” and “Leaf” were the same. They were both common and uncreative names that could be seen everywhere.

There were at least thousands of “Tree Roots” and “Leafs” in the entire Great Horn Army.

Meng Chao had casually chosen this fake name. He was obviously not afraid of being exposed.

The moment he heard that the Ancient Dream Saintess actually knew the name of a nobody like him, he widened his eyes and burst into tears.