"Fortunately, his body was strong enough to be considered the most powerful among the countless fellows who had tried to control the Skull Crushers over thousands of years. "Unfortunately, he had overestimated his own will and underestimated the terror of the Skull Crushers. Then, he tried to raise the pair of war hammers that contained numerous fierce souls and immeasurable destructive energy. "He successfully passed Blood Skull Temple's test and arrived before the Skull Crushers. "249 was slightly luckier than those unlucky fellows in the past. "Their souls, courage, and flesh were all turned into food to nourish the Skull Crushers. "Unfortunately, these people either collapsed in between the layers of Blood Skull Temple's barriers, or they were controlled and even devoured by the fierce ancient souls that lurked in the ancient weapons the moment they touched the Skull Crushers. They would wave it once and unleash a blood tide. For thousands of years, countless warriors have attempted to break into Blood Skull Temple and obtain the weapon's approval. "You only need to know that the Skull Crushers are legendary weapons to the entire Blood Hoof Clan. "As for the original owner of the Skull Crushers, that's another story. "Deep in Blood Skull Temple, a pair of extremely ancient and powerful war hammers with at least 4,000 to 5,000 years of history were being worshipped. He simply shifted his target to the depths of Blood Skull Temple. "249 became extremely depressed when he could not find an opponent. Arm after arm, leg after leg, they were torn off and turned into a bloody meatball in the end. "Even the most audacious and fearless warrior of Turan did not want to be pinned to the ground by 249 in front of everyone. "Just like that, after he won 249 victories, no one was willing to fight him anymore. "Very few people were able to escape 249's hammer and leave the arena unscathed! Their souls were destroyed, and they were never allowed to enter the arena again. "Seventy to eighty of his opponents were lucky enough to escape, but he would still tear off at least one of their limbs. "Out of the two hundred and forty-nine victories he obtained, a hundred and fourteen of them were a result of him trampling his opponent to death in the arena. "249, on the other hand, enjoys the pleasure of slowly killing his opponent before everyone's eyes. Once the victor is decided, there is also a bit of showmanship. "One should know that battles between gladiators are usually not life-and-death battles. He is also brutal by nature and extremely cruel," she told Meng Chao solemnly. If he won one more match, wouldn't he be called 250?"įacing her "old senior" from the Blood Skull Arena, Ice Storm did not dare to be careless at all. Meng Chao said, "Thankfully, he only won two-hundred and forty-nine matches in a row. Therefore, with the Turan people's unique naming method, people had forgotten the ace gladiator's name in the past and renamed him after the miracle. Such a shocking feat had never been broken by a second gladiator until today. In his heyday, he had achieved a miracle of winning two-hundred and forty nine matches in a row in the glorious Blood Skull Arena. Ice Storm told Meng Chao that 249 had been active about three to four hundred years ago. It seems that this Origin Warrior was the strongest ace gladiator in the Blood Skull Arena, and he has been so in the past millennium. Next to him, Ice Storm's expression changed, as though she was facing a great enemy. Therefore, he could read the number written on the Origin Warrior's chest plate. They were flashing with an extremely unnerving red glow.Įver since Meng Chao obtained his totem armor, he had also conducted an in-depth study of the cuneiform characters used by the ancient Turan people, especially the characters that represented numbers. Three huge cuneiform characters were engraved on his chest armor that was as thick as a shield. Moreover, the one who appeared before Meng Chao and Ice Storm to protect Blood Skull Temple was not an ordinary Origin Warrior who had only been created in recent decades. Perhaps even the last living cell under someone's warped armor would be burned to ashes. Once he was unlocked from his seal, he would fight to the death or until he killed all the enemies he could detect. He never tired, never retreated, and never gave up. Flesh and metal, orc and machine, as well as the desire to kill and the will to destroy, formed the most terrifying monster in Picturesque Orchid Lake.