Chapter 331, My Great Father
To a certain extent, rat fighting is very similar to long claws.
Long Claw desperately tried to climb the path to the gods, and died on the path to the gods that he had explored.
The rat war died in unparalleled pride, arrogance and arrogance.
This extreme paranoia and unparalleled pride, such emotions are uncommon for the rat people.
The rat people are a group of despicable guys, cowardly, greedy, repetitive, cruel, and violent. These are the characteristics engraved deep in the blood of every rat person.
But Rat Zhan has surpassed the blood of the rat people. He is no longer cowardly, aloof and extremely proud, even if he is just an ugly hairless rat, even if Rat Zhan is just a fear of the cold, with no hair and hair all over his body. Ugly hairless rat with horrific scars.
He who transcends blood and transcends the insurmountable constraints of stubbornness is a hero.
No matter how cruel and violent Rat War is, and how many killings he has performed, from this point of view, he is undoubtedly a dazzling hero.
What made him a hero was his pride that was never willing to bow down easily, but it was also this pride that turned into arrogance and arrogance that led him to death.
Rat War's death was not an honorable one.
Scarred, he knelt down on the pile of corpses.
Rat War, like Longclaw, doesn't care much about what happens after death.
There was just one thing that undoubtedly made him happy.
There is only one guy in the Skaven Empire who can bear his death, and only one guy can bear his death.
The appearance of the rat assassin gave him a step up.
He knows these sneaky guys.
At least, at least he died in the hands of a white mouse. This is worth being happy about. This is worth being happy about.
Before he died, Shu Zhan was thinking about such things.
You can see it from the smile on his face.
Although this ugly guy's smile is really not very pretty.
The things he cared about before he died also carried an inexplicable emotion that was difficult to understand.
Just how to say it.
Except for the big losses suffered by the fire and white rats, the rat war has generally been smooth in this life.
Even in this war, he never suffered a loss from Caesar.
Arrogance and arrogance ran through his life.
In front of the high pile of corpses, another fight began. The rat assassins broke into the battlefield in a gorgeous and dangerous manner. Their target was the corpse of Rat Zhan. The black flag held in Rat Zhan's hand.
The pitch-black flag stood on top of the piled corpses. The flag did not sway with the sea breeze as usual, but drooped down and fell on Shu Zhan's body.
Zhu Zhan has carried this pride throughout his life.
………….
The Skaven Assassins took away the pitch-black flag.
After throwing away the corpses one after another.
This was a cruel war, and the human jihadists were almost defeated.
Is the war over? The war is not over.
But the Jihadi Army fell apart in an instant.
There have been too many losses and the threat has temporarily left, so changes will naturally occur, and because the forces that make up the Jihad Army are too many and too complex, and this war was fought too fiercely.
This change will affect everything in the human empire.
This is a good opportunity, but the rat people cannot seize this opportunity.
Because a shock that will sweep across the entire Skaven Empire like a tsunami will also occur.
In the barren mountains and the underground rat city, a sacrifice has entered the preparation stage.
Planned by the old high priest.
If nothing else happens, this will be the last sacrificial ceremony this old white mouse can hold.
At the end of his life, the white mouse wanted to end his life with a sacrifice.
During this period of time, many rat people began to wait anxiously for news. Those big shots among the rat people were hiding in the shadows. They were no longer as calm as before, day and night. Night wandering.
Waiting for the news to settle.
The Western Expeditionary Force began to return.
Sheng Qi didn't understand what happened on that chaotic battlefield, and he didn't dare to confirm the most critical news hastily.
It’s just that he didn’t understand it, and it didn’t matter. He had done all the things proposed by the Rat Man Lord and the temple guards. As for the subsequent development, Sheng Qi was calm.
It seems that he is not that concerned about this matter.
To be fair, the hatred between him and Shu Zhan has long since faded, and it even reached the point where they would never stop fighting to the death.
Rat Zhan wants to kill him.
It’s just that he was not that concerned about the ending of this conspiracy, and he did not even take the fleet in his hands to wander in this sea area for a long time.
Compared with the grudge against the rat war, Sheng Qi now wants to return to the barren mountains to witness the sacrificial ceremony hosted by the high priest.
Hurry up, otherwise you may not be able to catch up.
The high priest, the great high priest, often appeared in Sheng Qi’s mind, like a high tower. Sheng Qi once didn’t even have the courage to raise his head and look directly at the old figure. No.
However, now, he was about to witness his death.
He never dared to think about this before.
The Western Fleet began to return.
It’s actually not just the Western fleet either.
The various rat lords, the rat priests who are qualified to know this news, the temple guards who have not missed the task of garrisoning, the big claw priests, all those who can know all this, can set foot on this Ratmen on every road began to rush towards the barren mountains.
This sacrifice was not widely advertised in the Skaven Empire. Those free Skaven people who are still regarded as despicable people are not qualified to know what is happening.
It’s just that this matter didn’t become so solemn in the end.
The pilgrimage roads leading to the barren mountains have been extremely congested recently.
Groups of Skaven are following their leader, master or whatever, on this path.
Of course, this will of course be a reshuffle, but these guys are too naked.
The rat caravans and accompanying teams were extremely bloated and carried a large number of weapons. At the same time, there were also groups of rat mercenaries being mobilized.
These rat lords are too naked and utilitarian, and may also be mixed with uneasiness about the matter that has not been left behind.
But the white rat is not dead yet.
They understand it, of course they understand it. All these preparations that I don’t know how effective they are, all of them did not appear within the scope of the barren mountain range.
Rat priests, rat lords, and big-claw priests all gathered together into a team, a pilgrim team, with uneasiness and hesitation, and appeared outside the barren mountains.
Appear outside this sacred city.
Prairie City.
The temple guards also began to gather.
The temple guards always have to be more informed, not only because of the great temples and halls that are spread throughout the Skaven Empire, but also because of the rapid completion of construction due to embracing the Skaven free people. The intelligence network and the good relationship with the rat assassins.
Once upon a time, both sides existed as knives in the hands of white rats, one for light and the other for darkness.
Even though the temple guards have been openly separated from the white rats for a long time, their connection with the rat assassins has not been so cut off.
Before the true successor appeared, the temple guards had been in contact with the intelligence network of the rat assassins.
Some news can also come to their hands faster.
In fact, some confusion always exists.
Whether they are temple guards or rat assassins, they are the forces supported by the white rats in order to continue the rat council.
After the death of the extremely arrogant and arrogant commander, there is no doubt that the White Rat has been able to determine the successor.
But he didn't do this.
He was oblivious to the upcoming turmoil.
But the Rat Assassins were left with the task of supporting their successors.
It's hard to understand.
But since it is not confirmed, there is no doubt that he is also qualified.
"Even if it is to better carry out your wishes, I still have to hold all of this in my hands."
Muttering quietly to himself, this person is not so conspicuous. , there are not many rumors and information circulating about the temple guard commander in the Ratman Kingdom, a somewhat mysterious guy.
Lift the helmet on the table and put it on yourself, covering the white hair.
Soon after, a group of temple guards ran through Prairie City towards the depths of the Skaven Empire.
The temple guards are bolder and more fearless than the rat lords.
A large group of temple guards came from the wilderness and broke into the barren mountains.
This is a bold move, yes, this is an extremely sensitive period, don't offend the white rat during this period, it will be a very bad thing.
But the temple guards are back, led by that temple guard.
Go straight to the Original Temple in the Underground Rat City.
As the leader of the temple guards, he is naturally qualified to manage the temple guards in the Underground Rat City.
But who can say for sure what the actual situation is.
On the first day after returning to the Underground Rat City, the guard commander of the God's Mansion replaced a temple guard who was on duty at the original temple and stood beside the altar.
This is a good position. When the sacrifice begins, he can see clearly no matter what happens.
Of course, we can also respond to the possible turmoil as soon as possible.
Is this really all that comes here?
In this sensitive period, by doing this, if the white rat has even a hint of doubt or dissatisfaction, in this underground rat city, it doesn’t take much effort, and his head will be used as a sacrifice in an instant. Place it on the altar.
Are they really all preparing for the next fight and turmoil?
The old white rat came to this original temple today before the sacrifice, and came to this place that can be called the starting point of everything.
The pace is slow, every step is so difficult, and he needs to rely on the not gorgeous wooden stick in his hand for support. The white mouse is really old. Looking at him like this, it really makes people feel the passage of time.
The old era is indeed going to pass completely.
In front of the altar, the white mouse turned his head and looked at the temple guard commander standing on the side.
The two sides looked at each other at this moment, but soon, the white mouse withdrew his gaze.
Kowling devoutly in front of the altar, it seems that he is preparing for the sacrifice in the near future. Even just making these actions is so difficult for him.
The white rat didn't look at the temple guard commander again.
For White Rat, nothing is more important than the great gods.
But the sight of the temple guard commander has always been on the white mouse, and he has not moved away for a long time.
Are they really just preparing for the next struggle and turmoil?
The White Rat has never had any heirs. He is so pious and decisive towards the gods. Now he is still a fanatical believer. He has never wavered or taken a step towards becoming a saint, let alone having any heirs. .
To be precise, in this deformed country, conventional family love has never existed.
Almost all Skaven are born from breeding houses.
The true inheritance relationship has not yet been determined among the rat people. These greedy guys are always craving endlessly. When they stop, it often means death. How can such a state be discussed? There are two words for inheritance.
The death of a high-ranking ratman will trigger a whale crash and free countless slave rats. The inheritance will be fought over by the ratman priests who once relied on him, making more ratmen eligible to climb. Climb that endless ladder of desire.
Of course, this is not always the case. This abnormal state has improved among the rat free people.
Become a little more normal.
But the relationship between the temple guard commander and the white mouse is different.
He was selected from countless breeding houses by white rats and has the same white hair as the white rats.
The white mouse is not always so cold, especially when it comes to those two little things that are so similar to itself.
It’s just that the white mouse is not qualified as a father.
For him, the most important thing is always the high god.
But even the inconspicuous ones are so valuable in this twisted and deformed country.
Are you doing this, regardless of the possible dangers, just to respond to the possible turmoil as soon as possible?
Looking away from the old figure, the temple guard commander turned into a statue at this moment, standing in front of the altar, solemn and solemn.
Of course, he knows, he always knows, what is most important to the white mouse.
Their commander is a ruthless and indifferent guy.
However, no one saw that under the dazzling helmet, the corners of the temple guard commander's mouth raised slightly for a moment.
At least, at least the white rat didn't kill him on the spot.
My great father.
(End of this chapter)