Chapter 1134: The Secret of Totem Power

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Under the onlookers of tens of thousands of Ratmen warriors, the soul-shaking drums of war sounded again.
The one-hundred-edged battle flag captured by the iron head, surrounded by hundreds of battle drums, weakly drooped on top of a pile of grease-coated mandala branches.
On the front, back, left and right of the battle flag, there are four priests wearing white bone masks with big horns and scarlet plumes, stepping on the drums precisely, and dancing crazy and weirdly.
When the drum beat suddenly came to an end.
The four priests also turned from madness to absolute stillness, like four statues that have been covered in dust for thousands of years.
But the mandala branches under the banner of Hundred Blades flared up without warning.
The crimson flames are like the thousands of innocent rat people who have died tragically in the past tens of thousands of years. The arms that stretched out from the depths of suddenly grabbed the hundred-edged battle flag and tore it fiercely. Shattered.
Every fragment was tossed in the raging flames, screaming "squeaky", like the wailing of a beast that fell into a trap.
When the smoke rose slowly, the smoke really turned into the appearance of wolves, tigers and leopards.
These guys who used to ride on the head of the rat people and used to dominate the blessing, but at this moment have lost all the majesty and brutality of predators, pitiful and ridiculous like a bereaved dog falling into the water.
The smoke rose higher and higher, and became thinner and thinner.
It seems that all the wolves, tigers and leopards are torn apart and disappeared in the justice judgment of thousands of rats and people.
Only at this moment did the four priests who had fallen into absolute stillness "woke up."
They were "surprised and delighted" looking at the shape of the smoke in mid-air, and exclaimed: "The Great Horned Rat has accepted the spoils of our sacrifice. The fragmented smoke is the revelation of the Rat God-it will not take long. , The invincible Big Horn Legion will surely be able to kill all the enemies like this cloud of smoke, and defeat them!"
Tens of thousands of Ratmen warriors were deeply attracted and shocked by this strange scene.
You can't extricate yourself from subconsciously falling into the thinking trap of the priest.
The overwhelming slogan brought the fanatical atmosphere to the extreme.
The Hundred Blades Battle Standard has not been completely burned out.
The mandala branches are still burning.
The absolute protagonist of this sacrifice, Iron Head, strode into the burning fire.
He was dressed in a plume that was greased with grease.
The moment he stepped into the fire, it turned into a radiant human-shaped fireball.
However, because the witch doctors of the Big Horn Legion had already smeared the secret fire prevention medicine all over his body.
The four priests also secretly activated the power of the totem, subtly controlling the flame, and only quickly revolved around his body, but did not invade the flesh and blood.
The iron head is not only unscathed.
More like a rebirth from the ashes.
It is perfectly verified that this warrior who has been blessed by the big horned rat has the rumors of an impenetrable immortal body!
When the flames gradually extinguished.
The clothes on and off Tietou's body were all burned to the ground.
The burly body exposed to the air exudes a metallic luster like cast copper and iron, like a statue that is powerful, vigorous and full of courage.
This scene made all the rat people present completely crazy.
They shouted the name of the iron head hoarsely, and in the bottom of their hearts, they prayed to the big horn rat with the most pious attitude, hoping that the rat would give themselves the same power as the iron head, and become an indestructible but capable of destroying everything. Killing machine.
Amidst the roar of the stormy sea, the iron head took a big bowl made from the skull of a totem beast from the hands of the priest.
Steam inside, as if the burning liquid medicine was drunk.
The rat group that had just returned to the hustle and bustle became silent in an instant.
Everyone held their breath, staring straight at the iron head, and couldn't wait to see what happened to him.
Tietou swallowed the last mouthful of liquid medicine, grinned, and let out a long burp.
Afterwards, his eyes straightened and he was sluggish for three full breaths.
Suddenly, his hands and feet were tight, and he let out an inhuman howl.
Accompanied by the howling, the joints of the limbs also made a series of cracking crackles.
The muscles of the whole body suddenly contracted to the limit, and then swelled to the apex. In just a few breaths, the figure scaled several times.
His head became bigger and smaller, bumpy, as if the hardest skull of the human body did not exist at all, and the whole head was dough-like, allowing it to be kneaded with invisible power.
The manic drums of war sounded again.
The four priests jumped more madly than when they burned the hundred-edged battle flag.
Many movements simply do not conform to the law of human body exertion.
It seems that they are no longer flesh and blood, no longer controlled by their own will, but become puppets of mysterious existence high in the clouds, controlled by invisible wires, and able to transmit from the ancestor spirit at such a high frequency. God’s power and will.
finally-
The inhuman suffering lasted for a full three to five hundred drum beats, and Tietou gradually calmed down.
He knelt on one knee, panting heavily, his head buried deep in his embracing arms.
In the 36,000 pores, the strong killing intent of the fierce beasts about to emerge from the cage was released. The sweat of the whole body was burnt, and the naked eye was formed in the air. The legs were soft and sweaty.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, the iron head leaped high and let out a roar ten times louder than before.
Seven scarlet air arrows were shot out from the seven orifices, as if a killing machine operating at an overload was dissipating heat.
On the chest as thick as a city wall, an extremely abstract pattern suddenly appeared, like a skeleton rat with teeth and claws on the Bone Camp battle flag, transferred to his heart!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
This weird totem, as if containing infinite power, was stimulating the iron head's heart severely.
He couldn't help but clenched an iron fist the size of a meteor hammer, hammering his heart fiercely, making a louder roar than hundreds of war drums at the same time.
Such a violent hammer strike seemed to make Iron Head grabbed the power from his heart, and slammed it into the void with one punch. It turned out to be like an air cannon, blasting a storm with a length of more than twenty or thirty arms.
The Ratmen warriors closest to him were all swayed by the storm.
The Ratman warrior who was a little behind had his ears "buzzing".
Obviously, this is not an ordinary "strength and infinity" move that can be performed.
Rather, the most powerful and sacred power bestowed by the great ancestor spirits on the higher orcs-the power of totem!
"The iron head has gained the power of totem!"
"What a gorgeous totem, it will always accompany him until he is killed in a vigorous battle!"
"This is a totem exclusive to our rat people-the sixth clan!"
The eyes of countless Ratmen warriors gushed out lava of worship and admiration.
Only Meng Chao and Ice Storm secretly smacked their tongues.
Fortunately, they were cautious enough to find such a gold medal "meat shield".
If the two of them acted personally, they would certainly be able to win the "first ascend" and "capture" combat exploits.
But under the gaze of the four high-ranking priests of the Big Horn Legion, they stepped into the raging flames and burned all their clothes and clothes to reveal their naked bodies.
Then swallow the totem secret medicine, so that tens of thousands of rat people can clearly see all the changes that have occurred in them.
No matter how subtle the disguise is, it will leak out.
After coming to Turanze for a few months, Meng Chao also has a deeper understanding of the "Power of Totem" than in his previous life.
In essence, there is not much difference between "totem power" and "psionic power".
They are all unique forces generated by the mutual influence of the cosmic radiation around the alien world, the planetary magnetic field of the alien world, and the life magnetic field of carbon-based organisms.
But in how to learn to use this power, Dragon City and Turanze have embarked on two completely different paths.
In the training system of the Dragon City civilization, every psychic field used to subdue psychic energy needs to be learned from the beginning by the extraordinary.
Even if you practice a certain move to the point where you are comfortable, your proficiency can even be transformed into muscle memory.
It is also impossible to inject genetic factors so that one's descendants will be taught by themselves at birth.
Even if the flesh and blood of a strong in the realm of God has physical fitness and superior material conditions far beyond that of ordinary people, they will enjoy astronomical training resources from birth, and the probability of penetrating the spiritual veins of the whole body is dozens of times higher than that of ordinary people.
But if he wants to perform his parents' fame skills, he also needs to learn from scratch honestly.
"Humans need to rely on acquired learning to master specific skills", this seems to be justified, without doubt and thinking.
But with monsters, this is not the case.
The monster has neither a school nor such things as "budo training classes" and "virtual training cabins".
However, when a monster is born, it has mastered all kinds of weird
talent skills
.
Such as "Mind Lightning", "War Trample", "Fear of Blood Fog", and so on.
Most nightmare beasts can master one to three talent skills.
The beasts of can master four to six species.
The legendary doomsday beast can master nine talent skills at most.
Many talented skills need to penetrate the intricate maze-like spiritual veins in the flesh and blood of carbon-based creatures, and construct an extremely cumbersome spiritual magnetic force field to trigger a chain reaction of planetary magnetic fields and even cosmic radiation.
Even the strong of the gods may not be able to easily control it.
It was displayed by a muddled monster, but it was as natural as breathing and heartbeat.
This is really weird!
Until the earthlings won the monster war.
Unlock a lot of secrets in the ultimate lair of monster civilization.
Experts from the Monster Research Institute came to a preliminary conclusion.
Monsters seem to have the ability to compress talent skills into genetic factors in some incredible way, and directly engrave them on the genetic level.
After all, this is an artificially modulated biological weapon.
When it is still in the embryonic state, a certain intricate attack program is "written" at the genetic level to meet the needs of mass production and rapid formation of combat effectiveness.
"Innate writing" and "acquired learning", the two ways of using psychic powers, each has its own advantages and disadvantages.