Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane! - Chapter 1258
Chapter 1258: The Angel of Slaughter in the Swamp
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“So, we’re about to catch up to the Horn of Destruction?”
The Tiger King licked his fangs, eager to give it a try.
Being a top predator born from birth, he could judge the approximate time of death of the Lion King’s son based on the corpse’s degree of decomposition.
Judging from the stiffness of the flesh and the faint smell of the organs, the guy could not have been dead for more than half a day, and he would have been buried in the ground for less.
This meant that they were only half an hour away from the Lion King’s exploration team.
As long as they sped up, they would be able to get in front of the Lion King in minutes.
Besides, the Lion King was suffering from the pain of losing his son, so his mental state had to be very unstable.
This was the best chance to kill him!
“Jackal” Kanus looked troubled.
“Is there a problem?”
The Tiger King frowned, his prickly beard sticking up.
“Yes, there is a small problem.”
“Jackal” Kanus went around the ancient tree and pointed at the dense forest ahead. “There are two paths ahead. At the end of each path is a spatial node that can help us jump to the next correct path.
“If I’m not wrong, the Lion King should have taken the left path. Furthermore, he was teleported away during the last spatial change.”
“Then we’ll have to immediately chase after him.”
The Tiger King said, “Won’t we be able to catch up to the Lion King and grab his tail the next time there’s a spatial change?”
“It’s not that simple.”
“Jackal” Kanus braced himself and explained, “There are a total of nine types of spatial changes in the depths of the Holy Mountain. Once many nodes match with each other, there will be nine types of changes. After one cycle, they will be able to match again.
“In other words, if we take the left path and go to the spatial node where the Lion King stood earlier, we will only be transported to the wrong path after the next spatial change. As a result, we will be farther away from the Lion King.
“Unless, we are patient and we wait for the nine changes to appear once under this ancient tree—the space here is still very stable. Otherwise, this ancient tree would not grow so large and luxuriant.
“However, we will likely waste one to two days of time if we use this way…”
Those words caused the Tiger King’s face to darken.
His killing intent slowly squeezed the air around him, which made everyone, including “Jackal” Kanus, feel as if they were embedded in a rock. It was difficult to breathe.
“Then, what about this road on the right?” he coldly asked with an expressionless face.
Fortunately, the strange and bizarre scene around them seemed to help the Tiger King understand that this was not a place where all problems could be solved by relying on the incomparably violent brute force.
“The road on the right can lead to another spatial node, and after three more spatial changes, it will coincide with the Lion King’s route of advancement. In fact, this was the Holy Light Army’s main route three thousand years ago.”
“Jackal” Kanus hesitated for a moment. He glanced at the Tiger King’s face, which was surrounded by dark clouds. Once he noticed that his expression did not change much, he continued. “However, because of this, the path on the right became the Holy Light Army’s main battlefield three thousand years ago, where they fought fiercely against the Turan Holy Mountain’s guards.
“There are broken evil energy puppets everywhere in the ancient battlefield’s ruins. They might not have been completely destroyed by the Turan warriors from three thousand years ago. It is highly possible that they are in a dormant state. Moreover, they were collecting the totem power that seeped out from the depths of the Holy Mountain bit by bit in an extremely bizarre way and converting it into the evil energy known as the Holy Light.
“If we take a shortcut through the right, we have to pass through the ruins of the ancient battlefield and the remains of countless evil energy puppets. With so many of us, it will be troublesome if we wake these puppets up.
“You should know that the last time we ventured into the Holy Mountain, we explored the path on the right. In the end, we accidentally woke three evil energy puppets up. In the end, a total of seventeen experienced temple explorers died. Seventeen!”
The Tiger King nodded.
“Are you done?” He stared at Wolf King.
“Jackal” Kanus was at a loss for words for a moment.
“If you’re done, hurry up and lead the way. We’ll go through the right. We need to stop the Horn of Destruction and kill him before he finds the gate of the Holy Mountain temple!”
“But…”
“There are no ‘buts.’ You’re a cowardly corpse-eating dog. When the Battle of Glory is at its most intense, the Turan Army will charge into the Land of Holy Light and encounter evil energy puppets that have just descended from the sky and are still intact. If you’re afraid of broken puppet remains from three thousand years ago, what would you do then? Would you be scared out of your wits? If that’s the case, you might as well just die here. Otherwise, you’ll lose face in the Land of Holy Light!”
The Tiger King’s saliva fell on the Wolf King’s face like red-hot steel nails.
The Wolf King’s Adam’s apple rolled up and down a few times. He didn’t dare to refute him any further. He shrank back and led the way dejectedly.
On both sides of the road leading to the left node, they gathered quite a number of lion fur and Lion Clan footprints.
There were also mandrake leaves that had been repeatedly soaked and roasted in spices as well as secret medicines. Some orc warriors loved to chew on these leaves to feel refreshed and calm their emotions. They had spat out the pulp after chewing on the leaves.
These clues all proved that the Wolf King was not lying.
It further strengthened the Tiger King’s determination to take the shortcut and chase after them.
However, when they passed through the node at the end of the right side and went through another spatial change, they arrived at a completely unfamiliar area. That was when they realized that a real thorny problem had just appeared.
It was a valley between two steep mountain walls.
Perhaps it was due to the unpredictable topography that often led waterfalls and streams into the valley, but the entire valley was blocked by mud. Between the mud were blisters and swamps. After three thousand years of fermentation, it emitted a pungent smell.
Looking around, the remains of the evil energy puppets were scattered everywhere in the swamp. It was as if they were made of metal and crystals. Gears had been used to replace joints, pipes had been used to replace tendons, and the strangely-shaped giant skeletons were sleeping quietly.
Many evil energy puppets had completely sunk into the swamp, only revealing the tip of their head or limbs.
However, no one could tell if they had been completely destroyed or how many lethal weapons were embedded in their bodies.
Around the evil energy puppets were the skeletons of more than ten times the number of Turan warriors.
Judging from the dim luster of most of the skeletons, they should be the brave and fearless victims of the fierce battle to defend the Holy Mountain temple three thousand years ago.
The orc skeletons, which were a hundred times more twisted and broken than the evil energy puppets, silently described the horror of the ultimate weapon that the Holy Light faction respected: the Angel of Slaughter.
Many of the Turan warriors had been reduced to ashes three thousand years ago, leaving only empty armor and distorted weapons. They had eroded and fused with the swamp over time.
There were only a few relatively fresh corpses in the ruins of the ancient battlefield, which had been sealed off for a long time.
The term “fresh” was also relative to the time scale of three thousand years.
In fact, these corpses were all broken and highly decomposed. Even before that, they had been burned into coke, shattering with just a touch.
They were all explorers who had previously followed Kanus when they ventured into the Holy Mountain.
Although their combat ability was not as good as the fierce tiger warriors behind Violent Blade, they were all experienced temple explorers who were best at digging three feet into the ground and adapting to the situation. They had followed Kanus the last time and had passed through numerous temple ruins. There were many traps, and they had narrowly escaped death.
Yet, it seemed that they never even made it halfway through the swamp valley before they were torn into pieces and burned to ashes by the awakened energy puppets.
The Tiger King’s face became hideous.
“Why are there so many evil energy puppets?”
He, who was known as Violent Blade, did not feel happy at all.
The evil energy puppets were the ultimate weapons of the two species, just like the Picturesque Orchid Lake’s Origin Warriors.
They were different from the Origin Warriors whom the furious warriors of Turan made, the secret medicines of witch doctors, and totem armors that were out of control.
The evil puppets were not something that the temple of Holy Light could make on its own.
At most, the temple of Holy Light could only make the bodies of the evil puppets. The dense tubes, the complicated gears, and the limbs that were embedded with sharp blades were enormous creatures.
As for the evil puppets’ “brains,” the glittering crystals had to rely on the prayers of the Holy Light priests before they could fall from the sky and be installed into the metal shell to transform into cold, dead objects. They had the ability to continue fighting until they were completely destroyed.
It was precisely because the birth of the evil energy puppets was challenging.
The Holy Light Temple had always been very cautious in the use of the evil energy puppets. In a normal-scale battle, they would usually not invest in more than a few dozen evil energy puppets. Moreover, if the evil energy puppets were destroyed, they had to drag the broken remains back, carry out maintenance and reorganization, and make the best use of their value.
The Tiger King did not expect that the Holy Light Army from three thousand years ago would willingly leave so many evil energy puppet remains in this small hill.
As expected of the great extinction order era… It was the most powerful era of the Holy Light faction in the past ten thousand years!
“These evil energy puppets were left here on purpose to act as ‘seals.’”
“Although the Holy Light Army three thousand years ago failed to find the remains of the Holy Mountain temple and the fireball, they had no choice but to retreat because they ran out of ammunition and food,” Kanus explained gloomily.
“But, before they retreated, they left behind a large number of demonic energy puppets and blocked most of the correct roads leading to the Holy Mountain temple. Their purpose was obvious. It was to prevent the rediscovery of the Holy Mountain temple thousands of years after it was sealed. At the very least, they were trying to create more trouble for us.
“Since they were left behind on purpose, the internal structures of many evil energy puppets were not seriously damaged.. In addition, after three thousand years of collecting and converting evil energy, their combat ability might not be much weaker than newly assembled evil energy puppets that just descended from the sky.”
