"We... seem to have run into some 'colleagues'!"
Meng Chao's thoughts raced. Countless flashes from his previous life and clues discovered in this one linked together, making him realize in an instant, "These people are after the same thing we are—the temples!
"It's just that their appetites are far bigger than ours. We only wanted to loot a single Blood Skull Shrine, while they're plotting to sweep clean every one of Black Horn City's dozens of temples.
"That's right. They went to such painstaking lengths, spent astronomical resources, and made such a tremendous commotion. How could the weapons, armor, and secret medicines offered within a single Blood Skull Shrine possibly satisfy them? At the very least, they'd have to strip three or five dozen temples bare before they'd feel satisfied!"
This startling conclusion gave Ice Storm a fright.
One had to know that temples held an incomparably revered status in the hearts of the Turan People.
Warriors from different clans would rather kill one another until blood flowed like rivers on the battlefield than target each other's temples.
Other than two anomalies like her and Meng Chao, she truly had no idea who else would be so brazen as to risk the curse of the ancestral spirits and sweep through every temple in Black Horn City.
"Look, they've gone in."
Pointing at the hooded, cloaked figures sneaking into the Blood Skull Shrine, Meng Chao said, "If I'm not mistaken, the bulging bundles on their backs are filled with tools for cracking temple mechanisms. This is a highly professional team. It looks like they've done plenty of work locating and unlocking temples before.
"That makes their original purpose in inciting such a large-scale ratfolk riot obvious.
"The mastermind behind the staging of Great Horned Rat God's Advent probably never sincerely intended