Chapter 135, Enlightenment of Time, Humble Believer (2-in-1)
The long claws took away the heart of the dragon beast.
At the same time, a piece of squirming flesh and blood, the master copy of the ferocious giant rat, was also sent to Rat Zhan.
Verified quickly.
In front of Rat Zhan, the long claws only used a little bit of twisted and distorted flesh, and a weak slave rat underwent a transformation as if it were reborn.
A huge gray-haired giant rat was born.
During this time, the technology of long claws grew.
A true master was created.
As long as pure red blood mushrooms are put into this piece of distorted flesh and blood as the mother plate, then even if only a little bit is taken out, it can slowly grow back.
Longpaw didn’t put any thought into this matter.
However, vaguely, some other news was revealed to Shu Zhan at the same time.
Aroused a hint of curiosity in Rat Zhan.
"Oh? You said you can make ordinary rat people have a body as powerful as a giant dragon?"
What greeted me was Rat Zhan's sneer. Obviously, Rat Zhan I don't believe Longclaw's arrogant words at all.
Long Claw didn’t stay any longer.
Turn around and leave.
What Rat Zhan didn't notice was the cruel smile on Long Claw's lips when he turned around.
He was thoughtful at this time.
Even if he doesn't really believe this, if there is such a possibility, he will understand why the white mouse chose this unknown guy.
Although the arrogant guy Shu Zhan is still unwilling to put his long claws in his eyes.
But it must be admitted that he will pay more attention to the things created by the long claws in the future.
After he witnessed the birth of the ferocious giant rat.
Mouse Zhan has no interest in studying the knowledge and essence behind the distorted flesh and blood. He just has a pure passion for power.
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The preparations for the sacrifice are ready.
Since Du Yuan cast the Cold Soul Giant Bell, the sacrifices of the rat people have also undergone some changes.
The major sacrificial rituals have been moved to the moment when light and darkness alternate.
Because at this moment, the sacred giant bell will ring on time and be used as the opening of the sacred sacrifice.
In order to accurately calculate this time, calculate the time when the sacred bell rings.
A huge hourglass was built outside the temple.
Along with the establishment of the hourglass, a flat stone wall was also erected.
When all the gravel in the hourglass disappears, it means that the cold soul bell is about to ring again.
A scratch will also be engraved on the flat stone wall.
At this time, the priest guarding the hourglass quickly directed the temple guards to turn the huge hourglass over.
A strange concept began to sprout in this rotation.
It took a long time for the rat people to determine what this strange concept was.
Time.
The rat priests began to realize the existence of time.
The day begins with the reverberating bells and ends with the same reverberating bells.
Reflected in the passing gravel.
This is a novel experience.
Even if they crossed over from the tribal era early, they established a huge kingdom.
But the understanding of time was born in the echoing bells and the passing gravel until this moment.
Brought great changes to the rat people.
All processes are nested within the finally recognized concept of time.
The time it takes for blood mushrooms to grow from the sacrifice.
The time it takes for Skaven pups to grow.
The time it takes to engrave a complete set of divine patterns.
The time required to mine a certain amount of ore.
The time it takes to get from the Underground Rat City to the Outpost.
One by one, one by one, the ripples of time were recorded on the stone slabs by the rat people with rough scratches.
It was like an enlightenment.
And with it came the germ of something equally great.
Mathematics.
In order to record the passage of time and calculate the scale of time, some simple and basic mathematical concepts began to be circulated among the priests, until they were spread throughout the Skaven Kingdom as a novel thing.
The priest in charge of logistics began to calculate the consumption rate of blood mushrooms everywhere based on time.
The Great Claw Priests are no longer just leading a group of chaotic ratmen around the underground kingdom.
Based on these novel things, I calculated the time required for daily work.
Many things began to naturally become more organized than before.
The Ratman’s chaotic logistics was finally saved.
And all these changes are just because the bud of a concept and the basic concepts of a subject are discovered and summarized. They are all simple and basic things.
But it is the collection of these simple things as the cornerstone that can truly create that illusory and prosperous civilization.
The level of civilization of the rat people has improved slightly.
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Today.
When the gravel flows.
The rat priests, large and small, began to gather in the direction of the temple.
Sheng Qi was qualified to stand in the temple today, for which he was quite excited.
The dreams I had and the expectations I had for many years were all fulfilled at this moment.
He carefully stepped into the palace of the great god.
In the awe and longing eyes of many young rat priests gathered around the temple.
It made him more and more excited, especially the mixture of jealousy and envy, which pushed the excitement to its peak.
I walked into the temple in a relaxed manner.
Stand with the senior rat priests.
Sheng Qi is not qualified to stand in the front row.
The reason is also very simple, because the long claws only stand in the front row of those senior priests.
The young Sheng Qi is still a bit arrogant.
Until I saw Rat Zhan striding into the temple surrounded by personal guards.
Arrogant and arrogant.
Compete with senior rat priests.
Yes, this guy is not competing with a certain rat priest, he is mocking all the senior priests gathered in front of him.
Long claws are included, as is Rope Seven.
But even though he was laughed at, Sheng Qi still did not get rid of Silly Le. He was very satisfied and happy to be able to stand here.
Until the white mouse appears.
The white rat who pushed the door in from outside the temple, without any crowd around him, stepped into the temple, and walked step by step towards the altar of the gods.
The field suddenly became quiet.
All the rat priests lowered their heads, as did their long claws.
Not only that, but the same is true for the proud Rat Zhan.
Respectfully.
Sheng Qi did not lower his head.
He didn't know this rule.
Faced with this sudden gesture, I was a little overwhelmed.
Until the white mouse stood still before the altar of the god.
Calmly looking around at all the rat men in front of him, his eyes did not waver. He only stopped briefly at Long Claw and Rat Zhan.
All other Skaven are ignored.
The rat priests didn't react much to this, they were already used to it. He even wished that he would not be looked at by the high priest.
After all, being watched by the high priest is not a good thing in most cases.
However, at this time, there was a guy who was not so experienced and did not lower his head.
It is very conspicuous and stands out from the crowd.
But he was still ignored by the white mouse.
At this moment, a complex emotion kept rising in the young guy's heart.
Perhaps it was because he raised his head and his indifferent disregard was particularly clear to him.
Sheng Qi couldn't help but look at the white rat on the altar.
Until he was given a cold look by the upright temple guard standing next to the white mouse.
After coming back to his senses, he quickly lowered his head.
With his head buried, Sheng Qi became no longer obvious among this group of senior priests, but the expression on his face was a bit more unwilling.
Perhaps at this moment, Sheng Qi can have more feelings for the old guy who became more and more extreme after leaving the Underground Rat City, his former teacher.
Not willing to give in.
I am not willing to accept that I am not even qualified to be looked at.
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The moment when the sand in the hourglass is about to run out.
The grand priest ceremony is about to begin, and one sacrifice after another is pushed onto the altar. These are all carefully selected among the huge slaves.
The most noble guy among them, except for the wild boar priests who are still unwilling to give up their faith when the god of destruction of the kingdom withdraws, is a man with shiny white horns. An immature Deerman child who can make people feel peaceful.
This is a precious sacrifice caught in a race of deer people who worship heretical gods.
A deer man blessed by nature, a deer man imbued with auspiciousness.
It's just a pity that he was captured by the Rat Man.
On the altar, the immature deer man stretched out his hands towards the white mouse not far away, also dressed in white, with tears in his eyes.
The innate natural breath is released.
“Hug!”
The words were unclear, but the meaning contained in them was clearly understood by all the rat priests present.
It is the language proficiency naturally carried in the superior bloodline.
Many rat priests were a little curious, and their eyes were focused on this immature white deer man cub.
But indifferent.
No Skaven Priest has more moves.
Death is getting closer.
Opening his hands, the tears in his eyes slowly flowed out, and there was a hint of crying in his words.
Towards the rat priests in front of me, towards the indifferent white rat.
“Hug!”
Finally, something more appeared in the eyes of the rat priests, which was the complex malice.
Because of the hubbub that appeared.
But due to the restrictions of this sacred temple, this malice can only appear with a hidden sight.
Before this sacred sacrifice begins, you need to wait quietly.
Noisy cries appeared on the white deer man who was used as a sacrifice.
But no rat man paid attention to it.
All the ratmen were waiting quietly.
As the passing gravel gradually became less and less, a solemn atmosphere filled the air, and even the obscure sight disappeared.
Until the cold bell rings.
The grand sacrifice officially opens!
One after another, the sacrifices were pushed onto the altar and killed skillfully and smoothly.
Throw into this sacred lake of blood.
The white deer was just one of these sacrifices, not even the most precious sacrifice in this sacrifice.
A ferocious head was pushed into the temple by Rat Zhan's personal guards.
The battle flag was opened, and in the waving of Rat War, the spears in the hands of the Guards slapped the shields in their hands.
Neat pace, in that special rhythm.
One thing to say is that Shu Zhan really didn't like this method, just under the indifferent gaze of the white mouse.
But there is no choice.
During the war dance, place the dragon head in your hand on the sacred altar.
Withdrew angrily.
At this moment, all the rat men present held their breath.
He stared at the white rat standing in front of the altar of the gods until the white rat put down the wooden stick in his hand and knelt down in front of Du Yuan's altar.
At this time, the old mouse still had the indifference in his eyes.
Serious, reverent, enthusiastic, and cautious.
Shout loudly.
“Great God!”
At this moment, there was finally no need to endure any more, and all the rat men present fell to their knees.
Fanatical shouts rang out.
“Great God!”
The white rat did not talk too much about the battle, but just shouted fanatically.
All the rat men present also shouted enthusiastically.
It was like performing an ordinary sacrifice, even though the scale of this sacrifice was so huge.
But it was just a fanatical shout.
He stared at Du Yuan's altar with a burning and confused look, at the sacred pillar carved with complicated patterns.
Preparations for this sacrifice began after the war ended.
Those slaves that the priests worked tirelessly to capture were what they were meant to do.
I dare not ask for anything from the great gods.
The rat people never hesitate to sacrifice to the gods.
The sacrifices in the temple never stop.
Even if the gods cast their gaze only a few times.
But the rat people never take things lightly.
Even if there is no oracle, this grand sacrifice will still be carried out in this temple.
Even the gods did not look at this.
The white rat will still kneel down before the altar devoutly.
Until the gods gave a verbal message in the previous section.
One thing is confirmed.
God will definitely pay attention to it!
This is a sacrifice that the gods will definitely pay attention to!
Amidst the fanatical shouting, all the rat priests raised their heads slightly, looking at the altar of the great god in front of them with expectation and desire in their eyes.
Waiting for a miracle to appear.
On this point, even Rat Zhan has reached a consensus with those rat priests who have nothing to deal with him.
Just like he once was a temple guard, he knelt down solemnly and solemnly in the temple.
His personal guards also learned to kneel down like this.
But it was not as solemn as the rat war at all, and it was even more miserable than the rat priests, trembling all over and looking up frequently.
Fanatical, cowardly, and careful.
Sheng Qi was also mixed among the fanatical priests, looking longingly at the sacred altar in front of him and at the divine pillar that exuded hazy light.
In his opinion, the palace of the great god was still not as exquisite as the small temple in the outpost.
But in that small temple, it would never be possible for the great god to cast his gaze.
Kneel down devoutly!
Until dots of light rose from the pillars and altars, the great gods focused their attention.
Fanatical shouts rang out.
The humble rats never dare to ask for too much!
Just watching is enough!
"Great God! Great God!"
(End of Chapter)