"Your hometown..."
This was also the first time Meng Chao had revealed his origins to Ice Storm.
Though neither of them could yet be said to know the other inside out.
The trust between them had still risen to a new level.
"Come on, let's see just how many good things are hidden inside the Blood Skull Shrine guarded by the Origin Warrior!"
Having reached a preliminary understanding, the two temporarily stopped dwelling on further secrets.
Ice Storm led Meng Chao past the Totem Poles and arrived behind the altar.
The back of the altar was densely covered in Cuneiform Script.
But unlike before, when it had flickered with dangerous red light, all the Cuneiform Script now shone with a gentle blue glow.
Meng Chao had seen similar light in the Totem Armor's operating system.
When commands appearing within his field of vision glowed red, it meant that a certain command could not be executed, and forcing it through would trigger unforeseeable danger.
Blue light, meanwhile, meant "safe, executable."
It seemed that by passing the three trials, defeating the Origin Warrior, and taking control of Skull Crusher, they had effectively gained the Blood Skull Shrine's recognition.
This also confirmed Meng Chao's inference when he had planned to infiltrate the shrine.
The Turan Civilization was a world where the weak were prey to the strong and the victor reigned supreme.
Among High-Level Orcs, fighting and killing were as commonplace as daily meals.
Military nobles attacked, slaughtered, conquered, enslaved, and annexed one another... After tens of thousands of years, so-called "glorious bloodlines" had long lost their meaning.
The so-called ancestral spirits worshipped by Clan Warriors might not even share a drop of blood with them.
And the "ancestral spirits" dwelling within the shrines did not care in the slightest who worshipped them