From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 130, Li Sheng's End
Enthusiastic cheering and equally nervous waiting.

All the ratmen present held their breath at this moment.

High in the sky.

Li Sheng's incarnation of god began to crumble. After cursing for so many days in a row, this guy was also tired.

His back-up plan didn't work.

The black dragon beast rushed into the sky and casually threw away the thing on its back that made it feel uncomfortable.

The rider on its back, the purple snake man who was saved by the fire, did not stop this from happening, and his expression was empty.

She never believed in the gods above her, and had always just been following that dazzling red guy.

As for the Black Dragon Beast, its intelligence, which is only slightly better than that of a wild beast, is not enough to support the existence of such complex thoughts as faith.

Li Sheng's temporary altar is a precious thing that carries hope and continues the path.

Just like that, it flew across the sky and fell to the ground.

Li Sheng's path was also cut off at this moment.

At this final moment, he was unexpectedly calm.

"I know you look down on me, but can you always be so proud?

They have resources, power, and background, and the broad road is almost being occupied by them.

Can you stay this proud?"

At this last moment, Mr. Li raised this question.

Until his incarnation of god completely collapsed and dissipated in this clan world.

Du Yuan didn't answer this question.

After a long silence, Du Yuan shook his head.

He whispered softly towards the empty space in front of him where no one was anymore.

"I don't know, but I think so for now."

He shook his head without thinking, looked down, and saw Shu Zhan still kneeling on the platform.

He raised his hand, and a golden light fell.

At the same time, Du Yuan also found an answer that seemed suitable for himself.

"But I am also a god, why can't I be proud?"

He shook his head and gave himself this answer.

Mr. Li leaves the stage.

………….

On the high platform, a dazzling light fell.

There was no vast breath of life falling along the dazzling light hanging from the sky.

Du Yuan did not abandon the essence of life.

This gift fell on the mottled spear in Shu Zhan's hand.

Intense cheers rang out without restraint. The Eastern Expeditionary Force, which was without the rat priests, was not so solemn.

In the chaos, the group of rats who witnessed the miracle began to shout devoutly and fanatically.

"The most powerful god! The most dazzling god!"

"I saw the gods perform a miracle! I saw the gods perform a miracle!"

"Long live the gods! Long live the gods!"

When the light faded, in the chaotic and frenzied cheers.

Shu Zhan once again grasped the spear he had pulled out from the ruins of the city.

Under the power of the god, the rough surface of the spear was completely smoothed, and the red patterns on it truly began to flow.

Rat War had good luck.

In the ruins of the blast furnace, he dug out a rare object, although it was only the crudest embryo of the object.

Not even fully formed.

But the strange power still flows in the rough spear.

It was a rage that never stopped.

Du Yuan used the power of faith to help Shu Zhan remove the roughness on the surface of the spear and activate the power contained within it, which was considered a gift from Du Yuan.

As long as he holds this spear, Shu Zhan can recover his strength in continuous battles in the flowing anger.

Of course, this doesn't mean that you can engage in crazy, endless fighting.

This crudest artifact is not so powerful. It can only be said that it can make the holder more excited the more he fights, and he can even be so excited that he forgets the fatigue brought by the battle.

When baptizing the spear, Du Yuan curiously tried to see if he could give it some spirit, but it didn't work.

It seemed that this spear could not attract Du Yuan's talent at all.

But it would not be surprising, unless this spear had gone through battles, witnessed epics and legends, and finally leapt to a higher level, touching a bit of divinity.

Otherwise, its essence is still too inferior.

The divine cards are far from being ordinary. Even the most basic resource divine cards have to be created by demigods using their divine power.

As long as the strange objects have not jumped to a new level, they are just items with some special functions and are still ordinary objects.

However, it is more than enough to be used as a weapon for Rat War.

Shu Zhan raised high the spear in his hand that had been baptized by the gods, amid the crazy cheers of the rats below him.

The Eastern Expeditionary Force completed its most important expeditionary goal.

Later on, the Eastern Expeditionary Force will cross this vast wetland and sweep the eastern part of the regional world until it temporarily reaches the end of the world and then turns back.

This grand expedition is about to end, and Du Yuan's preparations for ascending to the demigod level have been completed.

When the three expeditionary forces returned to the desolate mountains.

In that grand sacrifice, he will also cross the boundary of trainee god and officially ascend to demigod.

There is still plenty of time.

Because the war went smoothly.

But there is also a lot to do.

But if we summarize it all, there are only two.

Waiting to ascend to demigod.

Prepare for war.

Be prepared and plan well.

Not easy.

………….

Everything in the wetlands ends.

The rat man was about to leave, leaving behind everything in devastation and chaos.

The bulk of a powerful civilization was destroyed.

Even though there are still scattered lizardmen, dog-headed men, and snake men lingering in the corners of this wetland swamp.

But massive setbacks are also bound to occur.

The remaining survivors may no longer be harmonious.

But has the story here really been completely buried?
In the forest, in the messy ruins.

Some lizardmen sneaked in and began to search anxiously among the ruins.

Until he found his target in a ruin.

A burnt black corpse.

Carefully wipe away the dark spot on the corpse, and a bright red spot appears.

Almost instantly, sadness appeared on the faces of these cautious lizardmen present.

But the lost head was never found.

Not daring to stay too long, they picked up the body and left in a hurry.

When I was about to leave the ruins, I met my former companions.

Snake people, swamp murlocs, and kobolds.

They are all there.

But they were only former companions. After the fall of the Wetland Kingdom, the four tribes parted ways.

But now, for some reason, some snakemen, swamp fishmen and dog-headed men mixed in and stopped the lizardmen when they were about to leave.

Tension appeared on the faces of these lizardmen until a head with the same bright red scales was carefully held out.

At this moment, the lizardmen saw sadness and respect appearing on the faces of the snakemen, swamp fishmen, and dog-headed men opposite them.

The crude snake language was shouted out by the swamp fishman, and the meaning was roughly:

"hero."

After all, the fire left some sparks in the wetland kingdom.

His story will also become a legend and be passed down in this wetland.

(End of this chapter)