Chapter 219, Mark of Killing
The grand sacrifice was carried out in the temple that was filled with a faint smell of rancidity.
The sacrifice held in the Rat War did not follow the set of etiquette gradually established by the temple guards. It did not even begin at that moment of dusk and darkness. There were no bells, no prayers, and only a cloud of darkness. The headless rat men only had the black dragon flag fluttering in the wind.
Ascending to the high platform, as the flags fell, warriors of all races were pushed onto the altar one by one by the supervising team, and were killed in brutal techniques, without any sense of beauty or standard.
It was extremely wild, but it did not prevent the onlookers from raising their heads and letting out bursts of cheers. The fanatical cheers echoed in this grassland for a long time.
Rat Zhan waved his flag on the high platform.
The biggest beneficiary of this war was him. The dazzling light fell, and a drop of something like a red gem fell from the sky and sank into Shu Zhan's body.
This is not Du Yuan’s true blessing. Du Yuan, standing above the sky, looked down at the sacrifice being performed below him. Du Yuan took out four crystals one by one. These four crystals were The last remnants of those grassland demigods, the remains after being broken, are also an extremely high-quality energy source.
Of course, using these things as energy is an extremely wasteful way, but sometimes it is indeed necessary.
Powerful gods can bring about radical changes to their believers. This is a gift, and Du Yuan also has the ability to exercise this gift after condensing his divinity.
It's just that after all, this is a power that can only be exercised by true gods. Du Yuan cannot let go of this blessing by relying on his own strength.
The crystal that gathered everything of the four demigods was crushed by Du Yuan, and four distinct rays of light appeared in Du Yuan. They were incompatible, until a mottled flame rose up, and the flames During the calcination, these four rays of light twisted, shattered, and disappeared in Du Yuan's hands, becoming more pure and restrained.
Everything left by the four demigods was erased by Du Yuan, leaving only the pure power. As the flames jumped, this pure power was dyed with a dazzling scarlet color. , the seeds prepared by Du Yuan are also about to take shape.
This is the power that the killing priest brought to Du Yuan, and it is also the power that can push the rat people to truly transcend.
Du Yuan will plant a killing mark in the blood of all rat people. From today on, killing will truly bring strength to the rat people.
This is the gift that Du Yuan has been preparing for during this period. It can be said that after this killing mark is planted by Du Yuan, the rat people under Du Yuan can be regarded as an extraordinary race.
They will be able to gain the ability to become stronger as they kill.
There are just one or two problems. Du Yuan has not truly ascended to the gods, and there are too many rat people.
Even though Du Yuan is only one step away from ascending to the throne of God, he is still just a demigod in essence, and he has some reluctance to use this killing mark.
And even if Du Yuan is already a powerful god, with the number of rat-men, no matter how powerful the blessing is, it will become extremely rare if it is shared among each rat-men. .
This is a difficult problem to solve, and there are also other ideas. If Du Yuan does not scatter the killing mark in his hand, the killing mark condensed by the four demigod remnants should be able to create a terrifying The god sent rat men.
If Du Yuan does this, then this blessed guy will be able to touch the upper limit of the power of this small world without a few wars.
But Du Yuan did not do this.
Holding the gathered killing mark, in an instant, the complete killing mark was shattered in Du Yuan's hands, turning into countless tiny fragments. These fragments will serve as seeds, bringing Du Yuan's power to everyone. of rat men.
Although most of the seeds are destined to fail to take root and germinate in the end, it is a fair gift. Du Yuan gave the opportunity to all the rat people without any bias.
After doing all this, Du Yuan's figure disappeared from the sky.
This is also a silent blessing, a blessing that is not noticed.
The killing marks that were too broken could not manifest any vision, but they followed the wind and came into the bodies of every rat man.
This is Du Yuan's expectation, and it is also a seed that has been buried.
This blessing was not known, and more rat people focused their attention on the gift that fell from the sky with the dazzling light and the lucky guy who received the gift.
The rat war is stronger and more dangerous.
The surging parties became even more uneasy in this news. The rat war received the same gift as the white rat. This is an extremely difficult matter.
Length of life will make some things that are already unacceptable become more acute.
Almost no party in the Ratman Kingdom can accept Rat Zhan as a successor, but Rat Zhan's achievements are indeed dazzling, and the power in his hands is equally huge.
Some secret plotting started because some guys were restless.
In the entire Rat Man Kingdom, perhaps there was only one guy who was unfazed by this, and the White Rat put more of its energy into Rat Zhan.
Not long after the grand sacrifice ended, the high-spirited rat war started again. It took some time to mop up the remnants of the grassland races before moving on.
This war is not over yet.
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Sheng Qi has made some progress recently. Facing this endless sea, he realized a simple truth: rat people are not good at swimming, and rat people should not swim.
So how should we conduct this war that takes place in the boundless river?
The murlocs that haunt the coast have been wiped out by the ratmen. Even these stupid guys are still afraid of death. Most of the murlocs who are not afraid of death were killed by the ratmen in a bay. The white sandy beach rises here.
Only the rest. Looking at the group of murlocs floating up and down in the river, Sheng Qi fell into silence.
The Big Claw Priest gave a solution, a huge square basin, a gray-black box, a gray-black iron box that can float on the water.
On the white sandy beach in the bay.
Sheng Qi hesitated a little more, his eyes lingered on the gray-black box floating on the water in front of him, and he wanted to say something, but the big-clawed priest next to him was so enthusiastic, patting his chest and promising Sheng Qi , unknowingly, Shengqi Company and five thousand rat warriors boarded this gray iron box. A wave hit, and the gray-black iron box swayed far away. Sheng Qi almost lost his balance and fell into this wide and invisible river. He immediately sobered up a little. Sheng Qi discovered a problem, a problem that he had ignored. Regarding the question, the Ratman Priest who was tinkering with something didn't seem to come up with him, and he felt a little bit uneasy.
I wanted to shout stop, but the big-clawed priest on the shore had already released the connecting chain. Under the action of the wave, the iron box contained seven ropes and five thousand The unlucky rat warrior drifted toward the depths of the sea.
Silly fish-men appeared around the iron box one after another. They were a little afraid of this huge box that they had never seen before, but after seeing the rat-men on the iron box, more appeared. A bit excited.
Sheng Qi let out a shrill roar on the sea, with fear.
The Ratman's first attempt and adventure in the sea ended in an extremely embarrassing way. The wet rope Qi grabbed a lasso and returned to the shore. The Ratman Knights who were very flexible in all aspects came to the rescue again. their commander.
Sheng Qi was still in shock. On the sea not far away, the iron box tinkered by the Big Claw Priest was overturned by the fishmen on the sea. The rat warriors on it fell into the sea in fear. Although the iron box There were many rat warriors in the box, but in the sea, the rat warriors were obviously no match for the fishmen, and they were all dragged into the sea.
Sheng Qi's face turned green when he came back to his senses. The bold and confident rat-man priest was thrown into the sea by the angry Sheng Qi. Sheng Qi was not interested in what these big-clawed priests had concocted. There was a real shadow, but after just turning around in a circle, Sheng Qi, whose expression was extremely different, found out in embarrassment that he really couldn't do it without them.
Soon after, a larger metal bathtub was tinkered with by the Big Claw priests again, and they also tried to trick Sheng Qi, but this time Sheng Qi, who had already suffered a loss, would be fooled again, and he would This confident Big Claw priest personally presented him with this bathtub that he built himself.
The confidence on the face of the Big Claw Priest solidified, and he suddenly wanted to regret. Maybe this work needs to be modified, maybe it really needs to be modified. This regret, after seeing the sea not far away, After a large number of murlocs appeared and glanced at him, he reached the top.
But Sheng Qi obviously believed in his work. The rope was cut, and the rat priest was taken to the sea by the big bathtub he tinkered with.
Soon after, in that frightened cry of despair, the confident rat priest disappeared into the sea together with his huge bathtub.
Sheng Qi specially invited all those unreliable Big Claw priests together today. His hazy eyes swept over the Big Claw priests who were standing there blankly. From today on, the Big Claw Priests will They were much more reliable, at least they no longer scrambled to bring bathtubs of different shapes to Sheng Qi one after another.
Sheng Qi did not give up his attempt on this big river. This was a war in another direction. He could not disobey the orders of the Rat Council. The progress of the war was more beneficial to him, even if this was The river and the Great Claw Priests both made him uneasy.
The rat people stumbled into the sea. It was not particularly smooth. Some had no clue, but they were still trying.
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Prairie City, the noisy ruins have become more prosperous recently, and the sacrifices offered to the gods under the stone pillars have become more exquisite.
There are some more shiny utensils with exquisite patterns, used to hold the plump mice, writhing earthworms, and the fresh grass blades have been replaced by plump white mushrooms.
This is a strange mashup, one that would make those temple guards furious.
The lines and patterns engraved on those shiny utensils are extremely complex and delicate, far more delicate than the rough patterns full of mistakes on the stone pillars, but there is a problem.
Although the patterns on those stone pillars are full of errors and twists, they are still engraved with the lines that belong to the great gods.
Although the patterns on these shining utensils are complex and exquisite, they do not point to the great gods at all. These are the sacrificial utensils of the grassland tribes. Looking at the degree of sophistication, they are most likely to be those of Sacrificial vessels placed in the temples of heretical gods.
I don’t know why he ended up here, and was placed in front of a stone pillar, creating a scene that would make the temple guards furious.
Simply all the grassland gods have been destroyed long ago.
Deep in the noisy ruins.
The short rat man is no longer as active as he once was. His body is extremely thin and sickly, as if he is a skeleton covered in fur. Not only that, but the occasional colorful light can also be seen on his body.
This is not a very good situation.
This is a disease, a disease that should not appear in dwarf mice. There are only two groups in the entire mouseman kingdom that are qualified to be troubled by this disease.
The Skaven Priest and the Great Claw Priest.
Demon disease or magic backlash, elements are not a safe force. All those who use magic have to face danger. Priests are already the safest among many magic professions, because Gods exist, but there are also many rat priests and big-claw priests who die every year due to the backlash of magic power.
In the past, this disease among the rat people was limited to rat priests and bigclaw priests.
However, this dwarf mouse-man who is not a priest is not a priest of a great god, but she is also suffering from the demonic disease, and judging from the magic power flowing on her body, she has been corroded for a long time. Extremely ill.
She is dying.
But you can still smile.
Rolling up a pile of leather materials that had been sewn together, he looked at the dumb rat-man standing next to him with a smile.
"Why do you have such an expression? It's not like you're going to die."
She seemed to be very clear about her own state and knew that she was going to die, but she didn't hear it from her words. Not even a little bit of fear.
Carefully rolled up the leather in his hands and gave instructions to the dumb rat-man beside him.
“Let’s go, you can leave later, you don’t have to wait until I die, go to that barren mountain range, I have always wanted to go there, I really want to see the stone pillars of the great gods with my own eyes, It's a pity that there is no chance.
You must help me to promote these things. You must let all the rat people know.
These were discovered by my long-haired rat. I am a powerful guy, I am not much worse than them.
Of course, if you don’t help, forget it. Haven’t you always wanted to be a temple guard? You are also going to the barren mountains and the underground rat city. "
Saying this, he pushed the leather scroll in his hand towards the dumb guy in front of him, ignoring the sadness in the dumb rat man's eyes, and the weak and delicate rat man talked nonchalantly.
(End of this chapter)