Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

entire Black-corner City, no, the whole of Picturesque Orchid Lake.

Even though most of Black Tooth’s face was covered in the shadow under the hood.

Only a sharp fang that looked like it was made of black iron was exposed.

There was also another fang that was riddled with holes and filled with metal thorns.

However, Casanova still felt that the most terrifying priestess of the family had pierced through his chest and heart with just a casual gaze.
This made him even more afraid to breathe.

“Come with me, Casanova.
There are many foreign gladiators in your Blood Skull Arena.
Perhaps, your understanding of them can help us.”

Perhaps it was because Casanova, a rising star, had seen his own shadow when he was young, but Black Tooth’s attitude was very gentle.

Of course, Black Tooth’s “gentleness” was only the pressure that was close to suffocation.
It was slightly restrained to the extent that it could make Casanova take a breath with difficulty.

Casanova did not dare ask any more questions.
He followed the priest and arrived at a secret chamber on the right side of the temple.

The material used to build the secret chamber was blue and covered in frost.
Even on a hot summer day, the temperature of the “ice crystals” would always be zero.

The entire secret chamber was wreathed in icy mist, and the coldness was intimidating.

The wall on the left side of the secret chamber was hung with all kinds of oddly-shaped knives that were made of metal and the bones of totem beasts.

On the right shelf, there were hundreds of colorful bottles of secret medicine that were emitting a strange fragrance through the cork.

In the middle was a stone platform engraved with a lot of cuneiform characters.

On the stone platform was a corpse that had been cut open and dismembered into eight pieces.

Casanova recognized the corpse from the head that was still intact.

“Crocodile Head, he’s dead too?”

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Casanova frowned deeply.

Crocodile Head was also a famous expert among the younger generation of the Blood Hoof Clan.

He had just joined the Blood Hoof Clan not long ago.

His father was a crocodile warrior from the Dark Moon Clan.

He was exiled after being defeated in the clan battle and came to Black-corner City.

First, he made a name for himself in the gladiator arena, and then he got the blood from the Blood Hoof Clan.
He abandoned everything in the past and embarked on a new journey.

He even received the favor of a particularly strong and attractive female Minotaur warrior from the Blood Hoof Clan.

Only then did he have Crocodile Head, a powerful existence that combined the fierce bloodlines of the crocodile man and the Minotaur.

They were both members of the younger generation of the clan.

Casanova had fought Crocodile Head many times.

Although there were more victories and fewer losses, he also admitted that Crocodile Head was a pretty good opponent.

It was worth using 70% of his strength to deal with him.

“Was it the Ironhide Clan?” Casanova asked carefully.

If the Ironhide Clan even killed Crocodile Head…

The conflict between the two clans would not be resolved so easily.

“No.
The idiots of the Ironhide Clan have a limit no matter how stupid they are.
They know who can be killed and who can not be killed.”

Black Tooth said, “It was Night Demon.”

“The Rat God’s emissary?”

Casanova was shocked again.

On one hand, he was surprised at how troublesome his target was.
He could even kill an expert like Crocodile Head.

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On the other hand, he was also puzzled.
“Doesn’t this guy usually leave people alive? Why did he kill Crocodile Head?”

Although he was called Night Demon by the Warriors of the clan who were both shocked and angry.

However, the emissaries of the big horn rat god rarely did such a thing.

Casanova did not think that this was mercy.

Leaving people alive and engraving a bloody and humiliating mark on their foreheads was even more cruel than killing these warriors with a knife.

“Maybe it’s because Crocodile Head accidentally killed a few rat people.”

Black Tooth calmly said, “You know Crocodile Head, when he goes crazy, he always doesn’t care about anything.
His totem combat skills have a large attack range.
When his blood is boiling, he can turn a few blind rat civilians who don’t know how to dodge into minced meat and bloody mist.
What’s so strange about that?”

“I’m afraid it’s because of this that he provoked Night Demon and killed him.”

“It’s also possible, because Crocodile Head is too strong, there’s no way to only injure it and not kill it.
The other party can only go all out and kill it.

“No matter what, Crocodile Head’s death has finally brought us something valuable, allowing us to sketch out the Night Demon’s true face.

“Casanova, look here.”

Black Tooth lifted the cast iron cane that weighed hundreds of kilograms as if he was lifting a tree branch that had been eaten by termites.

Under the arm of the body.
Gently.

Casanova leaned over, squinting.

With his experience of witnessing and experiencing thousands of battles in the Blood Skull Arena.

It was easy to see.

Though Crocodile Head was covered with gaping, gaping wounds, many scars and even broken bones, through the internal organs, at first glance, terrible to see.

But with the advanced orc’s extremely strong vitality.

These severe injuries with broken bones and tendons were not enough to kill Crocodile Head.

The only real fatal injury was the seemingly tiny wound under the left armpit.

The opening was extremely small.
On the surface, it looked like it had been lightly poked by a sharp awl.

The deeper it went, the bigger the wound became.
When it was close to the heart, it was as if someone had cast a spell and stuffed a mace into Crocodile Head’s chest..
It even spun it over a hundred times.