Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane! Chapter 1317 - The River of Time

Chapter 1317: The River of Time

Meng Chao tried to walk a few steps on the “relief.”

He found that his feet were slightly sunken, and the armor covering his feet had also melted into a liquid metal-like substance, becoming one with the “relief.”

Wisps of weak biological electricity were channeled into his neural network from the soles of his feet, rus.h.i.+ng into his brain at lightning speed on the information highway formed by his spinal cord.

The memories and combat skills of the many Turan orcs who had died heroically three thousand years ago flooded into his brain like an overwhelming torrent of information.

Meng Chao only felt the muscles and fibers all over his body jumping uncontrollably.

The nerve endings seemed to be surrounded by flames, but there was no burning pain. Instead, there was a new feeling.

He enjoyed the stimulation of the biological electricity to his heart’s content. His arms turned into spears and sabers, and he slashed the air lightly.

The air in front of his arms was immediately torn and pierced by him, turning into faint ripples that rippled to the surroundings.

“My combat skills are more proficient than before.

“Three thousand years ago, the unique skills of the Tulan warriors were deeply imprinted in my muscle system and neural network along with the stimulation of the biological electricity.

“It seems that the relations.h.i.+p between the totem armor and the temple of Sacred Mountain is similar to the relations.h.i.+p between the carrier aircraft and the aircraft carrier in the Earth’s era.

“When the two are connected, the characteristics of the liquid metal-like materials can be fused and split at will, allowing the instantaneous transmission of a large amount of battle data.

“It’s like, I downloaded a large amount of battle data from the Temple of Sacred Mountain and input it into the totem armor, and even into my body!”

Meng Chao was amazed by the technology of the ancient Tulan people.

It was even more strange. How could the Tulan people, who had such a good card, play their civilization to such a state?

He saw the wolf king shudder beside him and receive a large amount of battle data as well, he said in ecstasy, “Reaper, can you feel it? The totem power from three thousand years ago is pouring into our bodies!

“No wonder the warriors of Tulan three thousand years ago wanted to kill their way to the top of the sacred mountain to wors.h.i.+p the ancestral spirits and receive the blessings of the ancestral spirits.

“We haven’t even entered the sacred mountain temple yet, and we have already acquired such rich combat experience and skills. The real legacy hidden in the depths of the sacred mountain temple will definitely make us a hundred times stronger than we are now!”

This was indeed true.

However, could a power that was a hundred times stronger be controlled by them, or would it turn around and make them slaves of their power, turning them beyond recognition?

Meng Chao didn’t have an answer for the time being.

Speaking of which, the sacred mountain temple had a very “No discrimination, no discrimination”feel to it.

Meng Chao was clearly not a Tulan Beastman.

But whether it was the totem armor or the sacred mountain temple, they didn’t seem to reject him.

It was unknown whether it was because the Earthlings and the Tulan Beastmen had a very close relations.h.i.+p from a genetic point of view. It was basically the same thing.

Or..

The power lurking in the depths of the sacred mountain temple had been sleeping for too long and wasn’t picky about food. As long as it was a carbon-based intelligent creature, it wouldn’t reject anything?

Meng Chao continued to move forward. The content of the ‘relief sculpture’under his feet gradually changed.

The fierce battle between the Tulan Orcs and the Holy Light Orcs had turned into an internal battle between the five major clans of Tulan.

The lion-man and the tiger-man extended their sharp claws. The Tauren and the wild boar-man’s muscles bulged. The feathermen with wings on their ribs soared in the sky and launched a surprise attack like air-to-ground missiles. The snake-man and the lizard-man curled their bodies, which were covered in scales, they crouched in the shadows and suddenly launched a lightning-like sneak attack.

There were also the least number of tree-men in the most peculiar form. They seemed to be slow and harmless, but on the vines around their bodies, enormous flower buds could open their b.l.o.o.d.y mouths at any time and spurt out fatal acid and venom, they were man-eating flowers.

The five clans each displayed their abilities. On the summit of the Sacred Mountain, they presented the great ancestral spirits with marvelous killing games.

Similarly, when Meng Chao’s feet stepped on the ‘relief sculpture’, a large amount of information flowed from the soles of his feet into his spinal cord and then into his brain along with the vibration of the biological electricity.

It allowed his soul to travel to the summit of the Sacred Mountain Four to five thousand years ago, and he personally enjoyed the grand, solemn, b.l.o.o.d.y, and gorgeous ‘games of the Brave’.

Apart from the dazzling and exciting battles between the five great clans, he also saw that every time a killing game ended, the winner would live and the loser would die, and the winner would carry the loser’s body respectfully, amidst the envious cries of countless companions, he stepped on a ladder that still existed at that time that extended into the depths of the underground, sending the loser’s body into the Sacred Mountain Temple.

The Wolf King told Meng Chao that what they were reading from the “Relief sculpture”was the most ancient custom of Tulan ze.

According to tradition, only the bravest and most powerful Tulan Orcs were qualified to send their bodies into the sacred mountain temple to be buried after they died in an exciting battle or an intense battlefield.

The Tulan Orcs believed that no matter how broken their bodies were and how miserable they looked, even if most of their limbs and organs were missing, as long as there was a tiny bit of their remains, they would be buried in the Sacred Mountain Temple.

Their souls would be able to listen to the call of the ancestral spirit and be resurrected in the depths of the Sacred Mountain Temple, in the Eternal Palace and on the battlefield.

From then on, they would become a part of the ancestral spirit. They would be able to indulge in drunken revelry and b.l.o.o.d.y battles on the battlefield. These two things that the Tulan Beastmen loved the most were endless cycles that would last forever.

Only the bravest and most powerful Tulan beastmen would be able to send the bodies of their warriors into the sacred mountain temple to be buried.

At the same time, they would also receive the blessings of the ancestral spirits. While upgrading their totem battle armor, they would also receive a large amount of battle memories from the ancestral spirits, allowing them to become stronger. They would be qualified to partic.i.p.ate in more dangerous and exciting battles, challenging their limits time and time again, this would continue until they died in the most heroic way and were sent to the Sacred Mountain Temple for burial.

The Sacred Mountain Temple was the home of the Tulan Warriors.

Unfortunately, this tradition was interrupted by the invasion of the Holy Light Army 3,000 years ago.

From then on, no Tulan warriors could be buried in the Sacred Mountain Temple.

Countless warriors explored the sacred mountain one after another. The best result was to push their bodies into the blood pool at the bottom of the peak of the sacred mountain.

“If the legend is true, we might have seen the corpses of the warriors of Tulan from five or six thousand years ago, or even seven or eight thousand years ago, in the temple of the sacred mountain. Every corpse is a supreme expert who once shook the world and even the land of Holy Light. Their great achievements are all engraved in the war epics and remembered by every Tulan.”

The Wolf King stuck out its tongue that was full of barbs and licked its lips. “Perhaps, even their souls are wandering in the depths of the temple of the sacred mountain, waiting for the baptism of the strong!”

Meng Chao s.h.i.+vered.

d.a.m.n it. He did not want to see the souls of the warriors of Tulan from seven or eight thousand years ago in the depths of the temple of the Sacred Mountain, let alone the baptism of the strong!

The two of them continued moving forward. The ‘reliefs’under their feet changed again.

This time, they turned into magnificent, solemn, and magnificent cities that were rising from the ground.

Meng Chao discovered that the ‘reliefs’seemed to be tracing back the history of the Tulan civilization from 10,000 years ago with time as the axis.

From the epic war 3,000 years ago to the five races’compet.i.tion 5,000 to 6,000 years ago, and then to the construction of cities such as Crimson Gold City, black-corner city, and hundred blade city 7,000 to 8,000 years ago.

The “Reliefs”made of liquid-like metal materials kept changing, showing detailed details.

The biological electric current that flowed into his body through the soles of his feet also stimulated Meng Chao’s visual nerves and memory cells, and magnificent scenes appeared in his mind.

Meng Chao was quite surprised to find that the ancient Tulan people built cities in a completely different way from the people on Earth.

They first used some kind of plant similar to the mandala tree to dig deep into the earth and entangle and wrap the crystals and metal veins.

Then, they absorbed the spiritual energy, heat, and metal elements from the depths of the earth, allowing the plants to break out of the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye. They grew with the wind, and soon grew to a height of dozens of meters, hundreds of meters, or even two to three hundred meters, they looked like skysc.r.a.pers that pierced straight into the sky.

Countless branches extended out of the living skysc.r.a.pers and connected with the branches of the skysc.r.a.pers around them, making them look like a complicated, interconnected pathway in the sky.

If the ancient Turans had lived in such ‘biological skysc.r.a.pers’, they would have been able to travel to any corner of the city without going downstairs at all.

What amazing technology!

This is not only a miracle in architecture, but also a breakthrough in materials science. The ancient Tulan were able to tame all kinds of metals with different properties just like the Earthlings were able to tame flames. Only then were they able to forge super alloys that were extremely tough but could change at will and even merge with plants. Then, they built the backbone of the city with them.

“However, it seems that even the technology of building cities and smelting alloys has been lost for a long time.

“Seven thousand to eight thousand years ago, the newly built black-corner city was a hundred times more magnificent, enormous, brilliant, and advanced than the black-corner city that I saw with my own eyes today.

“If the newly built black-corner city was a splendid palace, it would have been a magnificent palace.

“Today, after the palace was repeatedly attacked by fire, flood, storm, and even chaos, the remaining ruins were occupied by wild beasts and turned into nests, with only some dried branches and mud left.

“The entire city seemed to have experienced a series of collapses over a long period of time. Even the height of the city was reduced by more than half.

“As for the super alloy materials that had lost the nourishment of spiritual energy, they were gradually surpa.s.sing the limits of the fatigue of the metal. They were on the verge of collapse, with rust and cracks everywhere. The bricks and mud that the bloodhoof clan had randomly piled on them were merely superficial.

“A series of explosions caused the once-indestructible glorious city to be almost destroyed…