Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane! - Chapter 1426

Chapter 1426 That’s Your Problem

The orc warriors’ curses were made up of two syllables.

The first syllable meant, “Black, night.” The second syllable did not mean “short,” but was a proper noun, specifically used to call the dwarfs in the Holy Light faction. It was the name of the race.

When they were put together, Meng Chao was confused.

He could not tell how his moderate figure, sparse hair, and fine skin resembled that of the Holy Light faction dwarfs, who were short in stature and had thick hair and sideburns regardless of whether they were male or female.

Besides, he was not black!

Moreover, it was different from the suffocation he felt when he landed.

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After discovering his identity as a “black dwarf,” the orc warriors seemed to be greatly insulted and provoked. They jumped up one after another as if someone had stepped on their tails. They bared their teeth and brandished their claws at Meng Chao. Winking at him, they brandished their swords and made gestures as if they were going to cut his throat, slice open his stomach, or even dismember him into pieces.

Casanova recognized Meng Chao at a glance.

Of course, no matter who it was, they had turned the Blood Skull Arena upside down, plundered the Blood Skull Temple, and even abducted a large number of rat servants in the Blood Skull Arena. As such, Casanova could no longer raise his head in front of his father and had even become the joke of the entire family.

He was afraid that he would not be able to forget it easily.

However, Kashava’s rage was a hundred times more violent than Meng Chao had expected.

His totem power was like an erupting volcano, crushing the mount beneath him.

The mount was enormous, like a hybrid of a rhinoceros and a hippo. It seemed that even the anti-tank cannon might not be able to blast away the bone armor that it was born with, which was made of spiritual magnets.

At this moment, the Mount was shrieking miserably and cracking noises.

Thick blood was spurting out of every crack on the Mount’s bone armor.

It was obvious how terrifying the totem power that Casavar had unleashed in his fury was.

Casavar did not have the time to check the condition of his mount. Instead, he swung his battle axe, which was wider than a door, at Meng Chao’s head.

The Master of the bloody skull arena roared hysterically, “Catch him! Catch the spy of the Black Dwarf! Chop off his limbs and break his spine! Bring him to me. I will interrogate him!”

The surrounding wolves, tigers, and leopards had yet to show their claws and teeth.

The bull-headed warriors following Casavar were like ancient steam locomotives, spewing out hot air from their thick nostrils.

The bull’s hooves created a series of crater-like dents on the ground. Together, they weighed tens of thousands of pounds and charged toward Meng Chao with murderous intent. In an instant, the entire land trembled.

Even the air was ignited or even detonated by the fury of the ox-headed warriors.

Meng Chao was still conflicted about how to deal with Casanova.

After all, this guy was the son of the great chief of the Bloody Hoof Clan. Regardless of whether Black Mountain’s bloody hoof was the current war chief or not, at least within the Bloody Hoof clan, he had great prestige and leadership.

And the Bloody Hoof clan was the most stubborn, tough, and irritable clan among the five big clans.

In other words, they were also the Diehard faction that was most likely to object to the agreement between Dragon City and Tu Lanze. They were a group of idiots who couldn’t do enough and could do more.

Meng Chao couldn’t speculate what kind of consequences would happen if he killed Casanova under the banner of the Bloody Hoof Tribe.

But letting Casanova off easily wasn’t his style either.

It wasn’t just because of their past grudges.

It was also because the Meng Chao at this moment represented the image of the entire Dragon City.

The Tulan Beastmen believed in valor, and they also regarded “Revenge, revenge’as the highest virtue.

Meng Chao had once suffered the humiliation of being locked up in the deepest part of the blood skull arena by Casanova. If he did not use Casa FA’s blood to wash away the humiliation, not only would he not be seen as “Magnanimous and forgiving”by the Tulan people, he would instead be seen as “Weak and bullied, not daring to maintain his dignity”by the Tulan Beastmen, they would then think that the people of Dragon City were a bunch of weaklings.

In the end, only the strong were worthy of signing an alliance agreement with the strong.

The weak were not worthy of forming an alliance with the strong, and could only be enslaved by the strong.

The phrase “No fighting, no friendship”was the most suitable to be used on the Tulan Beastmen.

According to the logic of the Tulan Beastmen, the stronger the friendship, the bigger the fist to protect it!

Therefore, Meng Chao originally decided to break Kasava’s four limbs at will, add seventy to eighty ribs, and pull off his bull horn and stick it into his bull nose. Then, he would have to forgive and forget.

Unexpectedly —

“We Earthlings have always loved peace.”

Meng Chao frowned and sighed lightly, “However, treating the Earthlings’kindness as weakness, that is your problem.”

As he spoke, the first bull-headed warrior had already arrived above Meng Chao’s head like a ball of lightning

The distance between the two sides was so close that Meng Chao could even count how many iron nails were embedded in the wolf-toothed mace that was stained with the smell of blood, and how many bull hairs had grown on this guy’s head.

Then, there was no “Then”.

Meng Chao clearly did not activate his totem armor.

But his body was constantly rippling with an invisible spiritual shield.

Like a distorted force field that could deflect all attacks, the mace, which was like a knife through butter, strangely slid away from him at the distance of a hair.

Not only did it not graze his skin.

Instead, under the continuous push of its owner’s explosive brute force, it followed the trajectory controlled by Meng Chao and fiercely hit… its own hooves.

The left hoof of this Minotaur warrior was instantly smashed into a cloud of blood mist by its spiked mace.

Even though it was brave enough to be fearless of life and death, the Minotaur warrior still threw down its spiked mace, hugged its bloody hooves, and howled wildly.

Right behind him, two ox-headed warriors wielding battle axes arrived one after another, one on the left and one on the right. The battle axes engraved with gorgeous totems and decorated with ox horns weighed more than a hundred pounds.

In the hands of the ox-headed warrior, whose muscles were as bulging as if they were filled with bombs under his skin, the axes were light and agile, as thin as cicada wings. In an instant, they transformed into dozens of axe shadows that flew up and down, enveloping every single bone in Meng Chao’s body, from the vital point between his spine and pelvis, to the cracks on his fingers, they were not spared.

However, when the dozens of extremely sharp axe shadows swept past Meng Chao, who did not dodge or even raise his hand to block, they did not leave any deeper marks on Meng Chao’s body than scraping marks. It was as if the moment the dozens of axe shadows hit Meng Chao at the same time, Meng Chao’s body of flesh and blood turned into a wisp of illusory smoke. Regardless of the two battle axes, they passed through without any resistance. In the next moment.., the smoke condensed into a solid body again.

Before the two bull-headed warriors could break free from the situation where they had exerted too much strength and almost fell forward, they felt a burning pain in their palms. A layer of their rough, sandpaper-like skin had been rubbed off.

Their battle axes had actually been grabbed by Meng Chao’s axe blade and taken away from his tightly clenched fists!

Orc warriors had always valued their weapons more than their lives. Similarly, it was more difficult to take away the weapons of an orc warrior than to take away their lives.

Meng Chao, on the other hand, lifted it as if it was nothing. Not a single bead of sweat could be seen on his forehead.

He turned the two battle axes 180 degrees.

He slightly rotated his wrist and aimed the broad axe face instead of the sharp axe blade at the chests of the two bull warriors.

With two “PA PA’sounds, the two bull-headed warriors with rough skin and thick flesh were heavily smacked away by him. They rolled over a hundred times in one breath before they collapsed on the ground as drunk as mud. How could they still get up?

When the fourth, fifth, and sixth bull-headed warriors reached their maximum speed, they were as terrifying as an armored train that was about to derail with a load of explosives.

However, when they rushed in front of Meng Chao, they were swatted back by Meng Chao like flies.

Other than casually snatching the other party’s weapons.

Meng Chao did not reveal his equipment.

However, when he saw the bullhead warriors rolling back with their faces covered in dust and unable to get up like mud, Meng Chao had slapped out sets of heavy armors that were more than two fingers thick. The outlines of the armors were clear and distinct, the handprints that could not be restored for a long

time.

The rest of the orc warriors could not help but feel terrified. They treated Meng Chao’s seemingly ordinary hands as a peerless weapon that was even more terrifying than a war hammer and a giant axe. “Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”

Dozens of arrows that were surrounded by flames and lightning seemed to shoot out from the sky. Those were the Centaur Scouts that CASA brought from the Blood Hoof clan. Seeing that the situation was not good, they launched a long-range sneak attack on Meng Chao.

Arrows infused with totem power not only had faster speed and greater destructive power than anti-material sniper bullets.

Furthermore, as the totem engraved on the arrow shaft was lit up, it could continuously change its trajectory and increase its speed, achieving an unpredictable and difficult to resist effect. Meng Chao, however, did not even bat an eyelash.

The seven or eight battle hammers, giant axes, mace, and meteor hammers that had just landed in his hands and feet all flew out in all directions like cannonballs.

Tu Lanze also had hand halberds and flying axes that were specially used for throwing.

They were usually smaller than the short weapons used in close combat. Moreover, they had special air slots to ensure the stability of the attack trajectory during the spinning flight.

The war hammers, giant axes, spiked mace, and meteor hammers that Meng Chao had thrown out, on the other hand, weighed more than a hundred kilograms on average. They were truly lethal weapons.

Naturally, their quantity, speed, and accuracy could not be compared to the arrows shot out by the Centaur Warriors.

However, just as the lightning-fast rain of arrows and the seemingly clumsy heavy weapons were about to pass by each other.

The surging spiritual energy that Meng Chao had poured into these heavy weapons suddenly exploded, turning the war hammers, giant axes, mace, and meteor hammers that were already full of cracks into thousands of sharp pieces!