Meng Chao exhausted every ounce of strength and, at the slowest possible pace, drew a deep breath of air infected by his opponent and thick with the stench of blood.
Only then did he keep himself from wavering or retreating before this Totem Armor, which seemed to have crawled out of a blood pool in the deepest depths of hell.
Apart from the owner of this Totem Armor,
perhaps no one in Turanze—or even the entire Otherworld at this moment—understood better than Meng Chao the treachery, ferocity, savagery, and terror represented by this Totem Armor!
Meng Chao of his previous life had not been qualified to witness firsthand the sight of this Totem Armor unleashing its full firepower and destroying heaven and earth.
Yet he had heard its peerless murderous name countless times: in War Epics, in blurry combat footage distorted by Spiritual Energy interference, in the oral accounts of comrades from the Chaos Faction, and in battle reports so astonishing that even Earth's Iron Torrent had been left agape.
By then, this Totem Armor had evolved into an almost perfect form.
What covered its surface was no longer blood-red wolf fangs.
Instead, there were clusters of crystalline, diamond-shaped gems that resembled red crystals.
These diamond-shaped gems could not only transform the killing intent released by the wearer of the Totem Armor into blood flames that tore through the sky.
They could also automatically separate, soar into the air, and become hundreds of elusive flying shuttles capable of easily breaking the sound barrier.
The flying shuttles could even gather Totem Power and fire it forth like Death Rays. Like miniature floating cannons, they could unleash hundreds of scarlet Death Rays at once, weaving a crisscrossing net of death that could effortlessly slaughter an entire knightly order guarded by high-level mages