Chương 1133: The Secret of Totem Power

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of rat soldiers, the soul-shaking war drums sounded again.

Surrounded by hundreds of war drums, the Hundred Blade battle flag that Iron Head had captured hung listlessly on a pile of mandrake branches that were covered with grease.

In front, back, left, and right of the battle flag, there were four priests wearing white skull masks with big horns on their heads and scarlet feathered clothes. They stepped on the drum beats precisely and danced in a manic and odd manner.

When the drums suddenly came to an end.

The four oracles had also gone from craziness to absolute stillness. They were like four statues that had been sealed for thousands of years.

The mandrake branches under the Hundred Blade battle flag were burning without any warning.