The Wolf King—or rather, the Totem Armor on his body—had indeed taken on a completely different state from before.
The Totem Armor just now had been like solid steel and silky mercury.
Now, dense ripples spread across the armor's surface, and tiny bubbles even began to emerge.
It looked both like a string of goosebumps rising and like a boiling pan of oil.
No, it was not just the Wolf King's "Sixfold Massacre Armor."
Meng Chao's own Totem Armor was the same.
"How interesting."
Meng Chao raised an arm and spread his palm, observing the restless armor plates on his palm and fingertips with great interest. He murmured, "You're... afraid?
"A quasi-liquid metal substance that can both independently condense into Slaughter Statues and attach itself to powerful Carbon-Based Intelligent Life, helping carbon-based powerhouses break through the Life Barrier, is apparently terrified of a tiny, ugly, weak Human-Faced Spider. Why?
"Since you so desperately don't want me to find that Human-Faced Spider and communicate with it, then it seems I absolutely have to return the way I came, leave the Holy Mountain Temple's sphere of control, and investigate!"
Meng Chao had thought it through clearly.
No matter how powerful "Jackal" Kanus of his previous life had ultimately become, he had walked a dead-end road.
If Meng Chao of this life wanted to change the future, he had to do things completely different from—even diametrically opposed to—what the Wolf King had done in his previous life.
He did not deny that the mysterious power lurking in the depths of the Holy Mountain Temple could indeed help both him and the Wolf King become overwhelmingly powerful, even world-destroying beings.
In order to stop the apocalypse from descending, Meng Chao did not mind striking... some kind of deal with the force that Nine Ring