Chapter 294, Two or three things about the temple
The alliance between the human empire and the ocean races ended faster than anyone thought.
The rapid collapse of the marine ecology has made all beliefs empty talk, and it may have something to do with Du Yuan.
In fact, all these disasters did come from Du Yuan.
Naga, fishmen, and their gods could have saved them, but now, all the gods who were supposed to be superior have ended up in the same situation.
Nothing can be done.
Naga and the fishmen did not wait for a response from the gods when they needed help the most, so naturally they abandoned the gods they once worshiped devoutly without hesitation.
The covenant established by the gods was abandoned, and now these hungry guys don't care whether they eat humans or ratmen.
Struggling in this increasingly harsh ocean.
Their gods ended up not much different from these guys. They were abandoned by their believers, their power continued to decline, and they were also excluded from the covenant of human gods without hesitation.
The human gods did not hesitate to abandon these two sea gods who had become worthless before they were united.
They are not even qualified to sign a covenant.
Huddled in the corner, waiting for the final decision, the fishman demigod took the first step.
Du Yuan was never kind in the eyes of these demigods, indifferent and murderous. Perhaps the Naga demigod realized his destiny at that moment.
Endless anger burned in his eyes. He no longer chose to linger, and used everything he had to cast a curse.
He has no ability to curse these demigods present.
There is no ability to curse those treacherous human demigods, no ability to curse that cold and cruel horrible guy.
So His curse fell in another angle and way, in the name of the Lord of the Ocean. After the path of the fish-man demigods was cut off, He was the only ocean that existed in this small world. God was enlightened. As the Lord of the Ocean, He let out a sharp and twisted roar at this moment.
"The ocean will swallow everything, in the name of the Lord of the Ocean!"
A dim blue crystal trident with a somewhat ominous appearance appeared in front of the Naga demigod. He began to burn his authority and divine body, barely tearing a crack in the scarlet.
This trident, a dim blue and somewhat ominous crystal trident, rushed into the crack and disappeared in front of many gods present.
His divine body began to collapse.
But it seemed that no god present cared about his sharp roar and so-called curse.
In other words, why does he think that these guys in front of him care about the resentment of a weak person.
A trident crossed the sky, dragging out a faint blue light. To a certain extent, this trident represents a kind of personality, and can also be used as a key, coming from Naga. The gods' resentment towards the human gods and Du Yuan.
As a key, this trident can provide ocean races with an opportunity to land on land.
As a person, He can give the right person the opportunity to become a god.
It’s just that it’s not without requirements. If you want to rely on this trident to become a god, actually giving the marine races the opportunity to land on land serves that requirement.
If you want to rely on this trident to become a god, you must set off a big wave, flood the continent, and destroy all land races.
Perhaps you can call this trident the resentment of the Naga God.
The faint blue light plunged straight into the sea and disappeared without a trace in the vast sea.
On this day, an ocean demigod who was extremely angry used everything he had, leaving behind the incompetent and furious anger.
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In the desolate mountains, the underground rat city, in the temple that is not wide enough.
The scene here does not seem to be much different from before, but it is not surprising. As a sacred and respected place, it is indeed unlikely that big changes will occur.
The sacred pillar is carved with complicated patterns. In front of the sacred pillar is an altar that is not complicated but carries an indelible smell of scarlet and blood. There is a small blood lake, the pyramid in the blood lake, and the pyramid tower displayed on it. The huge bell on the top.
Not only that, the part of the pyramid in the blood lake that emerged from the water has three levels in total, and the cold soul giant bell on the top is quietly displayed.
There are also some things placed on the remaining two levels.
The second level, a stone slab and a wooden spear.
The third level, a kneeling rat-man corpse.
There are not many things on display, even a little too few, but those rat priests who move carefully and fanatically in this greatest palace will show a look in their eyes when their eyes fall on those things. Such an expression of reverence came out.
It was as if I had seen something extremely sacred.
But there are really not many things placed here, a stone slab, a wooden spear, and the corpse of a kneeling rat man.
Blood mushrooms kept emerging from the bright lake water, interrupting the adoring sight of these rat priests. They were carefully picked, placed, and taken away from the palace.
The blood lake in this temple is the only blood pool that can continuously produce blood mushrooms without the need for sacrifices. It is also the lifeblood of the Ratman Council.
If you want to promote each resolution, the upgrade of the equipment for the rat warriors, the recruitment of young rat men, and many other matters of General Zero and Zero, there is no doubt that the promotion of these resolutions requires one thing, blood mushrooms .
Where do these blood mushrooms come from? They basically emerge from this blood lake.
A steady stream of blood mushrooms emerges from this small blood pool. If they are not cleaned from time to time, the blood mushrooms will soon crowd the entire temple.
In fact, this is already a big problem. Whether it is the temple guards or the rat priests, they do not want this most sacred temple to be so noisy, but because of the blood that keeps popping up, Mushrooms, and had to constantly send manpower to harvest these blood mushrooms.
In fact, it is strange to say that the temple that was once open to all believers and ratmen is now somewhat more airy.
The hourglass in front of the temple door had flown through a quarter, and a rat-man priest walked into the temple with a group of sacrifices with broken eyes and blurred smiles on their faces.
The temple guards standing all over the temple stood straighter. Well, maybe they have always been fighting so straight.
This temple is essentially closed to the public. Even if you are considered a big figure in the Skaven Empire, if you are an unpopular Skaven warlord, you may not be able to visit other than Shanda. Went here on the day of the sacrifice. This is a sacred place, this is the most sacred temple.
It’s just that blood mushrooms keep popping up.
The threshold was set up by the rat priests and temple guards. This threshold may also be related to the increasing number of rat pilgrims coming to the underground rat city. There are really too many of these guys.
But you have to admit that the temple guards and the rat priests may have some different considerations in pushing such an implicit threshold together.
The temple guards have stood in the temple for a long time, especially the temple guards who can come to the underground rat city to be on duty, and the temple guards who can come to this sacred temple.
This is a supreme honor.
As for the rat priests, how should I put it, it seems that such a hidden threshold excludes them, but in fact, the rat men who harvest blood mushrooms every day will not be interrupted. All were rat priests.
The Kuhaha Rat Warlords and Big Claw Priests are excluded. The Big Claw Priests do not have a strong right to explain the faith, and the Rat Warlords basically have no right to explain the gods, except for Rat War, because this guy God-given identity.
The rat people’s desire to monopolize faith is terrifying, and even the most pious temple guards are no exception. Otherwise, there would not be such an inappropriate but incapable of finding any faults. Here comes the rules.
The sacrificial ceremony is about to begin.
This group of sacrifices is being pushed onto the altar one by one. The rat people always spare no effort in matters related to the gods. Among this group of sacrifices, the Youyan human race accounts for a large proportion. And they are not the ordinary Nether-Eyed Humans, but those Nether-Eyed Humans who have opened their vertical pupils and awakened their magical talents.
You can probably tell who these guys are by the clothes they wear as sacrifices.
Luxurious and exquisite robes, some of the captured nobles were very elegant, and even their hair was well-groomed. Even if they were reduced to sacrifices, they were meticulously groomed from top to bottom. This is certainly not the case with these guys. A special little habit, even if he is about to be sacrificed, he must die in a dignified manner.
In fact, it is difficult to say how much consciousness these guys have left.
The temple guard placed a sacrifice on the altar, and with just a slight push, the middle-aged nobleman naturally knelt down on the altar, and even began to actively bow down and praise the great god.
"Great God! Great God!"
This is really a very weird scene, it is difficult to describe.
But it actually happened at this time, from the use of blood mushrooms by the temple guards.
There are many examples that can easily prove that for many intelligent races except rat people, blood mushrooms are not a good thing, or for rat people, blood mushrooms may not be considered a good thing. A good thing.
A little blood mushroom and a little training, this middle-aged nobleman who may have once been a strong-willed nobleman has become like this. With his eyes broken and a weird smile on his face, he knelt down on the altar and shouted loudly Shouting the greatness of God.
The temple guards and rat priests are very satisfied with this situation.
The rat priest who performed the sacrificial ceremony raised the sacrificial knife in his hand high, fell with the sacrificial knife, and neatly chopped off the middle-aged noble's head.
Bright blood flows out.
This is the source of the indelible red color and the everlasting smell of blood on the altar.
A head with a faint smile was placed on the altar, and the sacrifice continued in an orderly manner.
This is a very unique sacrifice. In fact, such sacrifices happen every day. Although as the recipient of the sacrifice, Du Yuan may not necessarily like such an inexplicable impact. Screen, there has not been any betting to sight recently.
The rat people don't know that their great god has recently been fighting with other gods high in the sky, in a place where nothing can see.
However, their sacrifices did not receive any witness. Usually, Xiaochun, who was entrenched on the sacred pillar, usually witnessed the existence of these sacrifices.
It's just that Xiaochun doesn't seem to be on the sacred pillar today, and it's okay. There doesn't seem to be any difference if the Lenghun Giant Bell is there to witness it.
With meticulous attention to detail, the temple guards and rat priests completed this complicated and meticulous sacrificial ceremony.
The temple guards were very happy. It seemed that they had never thought about the possibility of a gift from the gods. These guys were very pious and were simply happy that they could complete this set of rituals.
Even the movements have a slight sway, which represents their happy mood.
Returning to its original standing position, it returned to its motionless posture like a statue.
The rat priests are different.
The rat priest knelt down in front of the altar and did not get up immediately. He seemed to be waiting. Obviously, this guy was looking forward to Du Yuan's gift, although he himself knew that this was unlikely.
Didn't wait, looked up, looking a little disappointed.
It’s just that this disappointment disappeared quickly. There was a bit more paranoia in his eyes and the fanaticism that followed. He felt that he had not paid enough to let the great God favors you.
Skaven priests and temple guards are not equally pious.
If the piety of the temple guards is the kind that does not ask for anything in return and is orthodox, they will naturally be happy as long as they do something for the great god.
Every time the rat priest does something, he is eager for the possible gift, but in most cases he gets nothing, and then gradually falls into the trap of becoming more and more eager for the gift that may appear. It is a cycle of fanaticism and piety.
The belief status of these two groups of guys is not a normal situation. Just put it in this abnormal rat empire and the increasingly abnormal rat people group, but it doesn’t seem to be anything too special. Big problem.
This sacrifice is over. There are three more such sacrifices in this day, two sacrifices with the same specifications as before. Then after the hourglass runs out, the cold soul giant bell spontaneously echoes the clear bell. At that time, there will be a more solemn and larger-scale sacrificial ceremony.
The rat priest lowered his head and left slowly.
In addition to the light footsteps of the rat priests who picked blood mushrooms, this sacred hall gradually became quiet.
In fact, the sacrifice just now was not without response.
The Cold Soul Giant Bell responded. At the end of the sacrifice, when the rat priest knelt down and waited, the Cold Soul Giant Bell shook slightly, although the amplitude was so slight that it was not even disturbed by any rat present. People notice.
But the Cold Soul Giant Bell did respond.
A decent clock.
(End of this chapter)