Meng Chao had scanned similar glimmers in the minds of many psychic experts in Dragon City, as well as monsters skilled in mental control.
His thoughts raced, and he immediately understood.
So this was what the so-called "blessing of the Great Horned Rat God" really was.
No wonder so many servant soldiers and even slave laborers from humble backgrounds, who clearly lacked the talent of a Spirit Communicator, could receive revelations from the Great Horned Rat God in their dreams.
However, Meng Chao had no intention of exposing it.
Though he loathed using tricks of gods and ghosts to stir the courage of the rat people and awaken their spirit of resistance.
And hated even more those ambitious schemers who treated countless rat people as chess pieces, deceiving and sacrificing them at will.
He had to admit that, in this turbulent era where disaster loomed at every turn, if they wanted to organize the vast majority of rat people in the shortest possible time, transforming them from slaves at the mercy of others into hardened troops who craved victory and feared no sacrifice—
There was no better method than creating a shared ancestor and deity.
Thus, Meng Chao silently monitored the witch doctor's brain.
Seeing that he kept the amplitude of his Brainwaves relatively weak, merely implanting a piece of information into the rat people's brain regions without carrying out any further, more destructive actions.
Meng Chao did not interfere, waiting until a new dawn arrived.
The rat people gradually awoke from their dreams.
The first to awaken was naturally Ice Storm.
She was briefly stunned, as though she had not expected to dream such a clear dream about the Great Horned Rat God and the Great Horned Legion.
Then her expression changed. She frowned deeply and said in a