Chapter 1165: The Method of Manipulating the Human Heart

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The little girl could not help but open her mouth to stop the hot flow of tears from her eyes.

She opened her arms to welcome the thing that squirmed out of the corpse mountain, which was full of flowers and vitality.

Ka-cha, ka-cha, ka-cha.

The mountain of corpses squirmed continuously. The sound that came from it was creepy in reality, but it was pleasant to the ears in the dream. At least, it was a hundred times better than a crow’s cry.

Layers upon layers of decaying corpses peeled off like blossoming buds, revealing the sparkling and translucent, radiant, majestic and warm…

Big-horned Rat God.

That’s right, the skeleton that appeared before the little girl was formed from the bones of the girl’s numerous family, friends, and neighbors. It was a skeleton statue of the Big-horned Rat God sitting cross-legged.

The skeleton, which looked like it had been carved out of seven-colored crystals, was covered with a large amount of fungus blankets.

The fungus blankets kept squirming and spewing out spores. They appeared similar to layers of colorful gauze.

They diluted the sharp bone spikes and horns on the skeleton, which brought about a prickly feeling.

It made the enormous statue look indescribably friendly in the little girl’s eyes.

Even the two balls of dim light in its hollow eye sockets kept jumping.

It reminded the little girl of the everlasting fire on her stove.

Therefore, when the skeleton statue of the Rat God stretched out its bony arm toward the little girl’s head, not only did the little girl not dodge, she took the initiative to welcome it.

After all, the skeleton’s pale palm also contained the bones of her father and mother.

It was the last time she could feel the warmth of her parents.

“Don’t be afraid, my child. Your suffering is about to pass.”

The skeleton statue of the Rat God gently stroked the little girl’s head and spoke to her in a rich voice that contained her mother and father’s love. “All of the blood that the rat people have shed for thousands of years has condensed into a path to victory. Now, all we need is a pioneer to convey the Rat God’s will to all the rat people and lead everyone on this path unswervingly. After passing the final test, we will be able to push open the door to victory and arrive at a beautiful tomorrow.

“Behind the door of victory, there will be no oppression, no suffering, no disease, and no hunger. All the mandrake trees will be able to bloom their most brilliant flowers and bear many fruits at the same time.

“The rat people will be able to roam in the ocean of flowers and fruits to their heart’s content. They will be carefree and happy forever.

“At that time, all the dead will be resurrected, all regrets will be reconciled, all grudges will be avenged, and there will be no more power to make the rat people lower their noble heads!”

The little girl listened in a daze.

She was still too young to understand what the skeleton statue, which had emerged from the mountain of corpses, meant.

In her confusion, she only heard that there was still a chance for her parents to return to her side.

As long as that “beautiful tomorrow” came…

“However, victory will not come easily. If the rat subjects are unable, unwilling, and too afraid to fight for themselves, tomorrow will always be same tomorrow.”

The skeleton statue continued. “The rat subjects are about to face their final test. Someone has to lead all the rat subjects on the path that is full of thorns and flames.

“Even if they are burned to a crisp, even if they are pierced with thousands of holes, even if their blood is drained, no matter how many sacrifices they make, they have to grit their teeth and walk on.

“That person is you, my child.

“You are the person I’ve chosen.

“You are the person destined to lead the entire rat population through suffering. You will walk toward victory and create a better tomorrow.

“You will be the commander of the Great Horn Army, the spokesperson of the Big-horned Rat God in Picturesque Orchid Lake!”

The little girl’s face was filled with puzzlement.

The more she listened, the more she did not understand what the skeleton statue’s thunderous voice meant.

The skeleton statue laughed.

The dark red light in its eyes had seemingly been added with an accelerant as it danced crazily.

“The current you, of course, will not understand the mission that you are shouldering,” the skeleton statue said with a smile.

“It doesn’t matter. You don’t have to understand it yet. You just have to remember everything that you have seen. Then, in the future of suffering and twists and turns, every time you encounter obstacles that you feel that you can no longer overcome, you will remember your mission, remember my expectations for you, and remember the tomorrow that you are supposed to lead all the rat people to create!”

As he spoke, the skeleton statue gave birth to a huge, pale hand and gently lifted the little girl up.

Its hands were folded together, like a flower blooming from a white bone, as they wrapped around the little girl very gently.

Its arms stretched higher and higher, gradually lifting the little girl up into the clouds.

The black and white plague world below was gradually forgotten.

The dark clouds that had been suppressing the rat people for thousands of years were also torn into pieces by its sharp bones.

Above the dark clouds, the sunlight was brilliant, like a magnificent sea of light, constantly raising golden waves.

The little girl was dumbstruck as she looked at everything before her in a daze.

Every golden wave presented a magnificent and soul-stirring scene in front of her.

In one of the pictures, she saw herself a long time later curled up like a trash bug in the collapsed underground sewage pipe.

She and her companions were about to be crushed into meat pies by millions of tons of rocks and garbage.

However, the Big-horned Rat God’s light enveloped her and her companions, miraculously preventing the collapse of the rocks and garbage. It helped her fight for a chance of survival.

In another scene, the little girl saw herself being chased by a hungry wolf in a snowstorm. She was about to become food in the wolf’s stomach when the Big-horned Rat God descended from the sky and helped her chase the wolf away, saving her life.

In the third scene, she had grown into a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old girl, and a few of her companions had escaped the pursuit of clan warriors. However, they unintentionally stumbled into the depths of a valley, and the path was winding. In the maze-like underground cave, they discovered an underground ecosystem and saw a bright new world.

They used the underground world as their base and continued to accept rat subjects who had suffered the same fate as them and had been forced into a corner by their master.

Their troop grew larger and larger. More and more rat subjects knelt before the skull statue of the Rat God and worshipped him with utmost devotion.

Finally, they made the banner for the Great Horn Army. The rat people were no longer sighing helplessly and moaning in pain, but roaring full of strength.

In the fourth picture, Black-corner City was even blown up by a series of explosions caused by methane!

That’s right, it was Black-corner City!

The Blood Hoof Clan’s flag on the tower was burning with four bloody hoof prints on it.

The furious Minotaurs, boar warriors, and elephant warriors… all appeared in the picture.

Even the streets that had been blown to pieces, the crumbling walls, and a few iconic buildings in Black-corner City that were still burning appeared.

It was exactly the same as Meng Chao’s memory. It was as if the things that had happened in reality had been engraved into the Ancient Dream Saintess’ memory!

The fifth and sixth images… were all scenes of the Great Horn Army charging forward, achieving one victory after another, and sweeping through the Gold Clan’s southern territory.

The series of satisfying victories that had happened in reality had all appeared in this strange dream. It was as if some sort of “prophecy” had been projected into the depths of the Ancient Dream Saintess’ soul.

It went on until the ninth image.

The event it depicted had not happened yet.

Based on the memory fragments from Meng Chao’s previous life, it would never happen.

In the image, the Great Horn Army had broken through Hundred Blade City.

Meng Chao saw in the scene that the rat people, who had been charging crazily for ten days and ten nights, finally destroyed the city wall southwest of Hundred Blade City.

That also destroyed the defending army’s fighting spirit.

The rat people then rushed into Hundred Blade City like a flood. Before the defending army could burn all their armories and granaries, they had already occupied the entire city.

They found a large amount of sharp weapons covered in beast grease and armor that was light and strong enough to arm three to five legions.

There were also mountains of mandrake fruit and totem beast flesh.

Not to mention, there was a secret treasury filled with undamaged secret medicines. The amount was so large that it could make all the warriors who had charged into Hundred Blade City jump in and take a bath.

The rich spoils of war completely made up for the loss of attacking Hundred Blade City.

Not only did it solve the logistical problem that gave the Great Horn Army the biggest headache, but it also increased all of the rat people’s morale and combat strength.

The Great Horn Army had finally reached the end of their journey.

They were ready to charge toward the door of victory.

Between their hardships of the past and the bright future, there was only one last obstacle…

Red-gold City.