From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 134, Grand Priest, Twisted Kingdom, Brave Man (Two in One)

When the final Rat War and the Eastern Expeditionary Force arrived at the Desolate Mountains.

The grand sacrifice has entered the preparation stage.

In preparation for this grand sacrifice, the killing began early.

Every day, countless slaves were beheaded in front of the gods' temple as sacrifices.

The corpse was thrown into the blood lake, but before the blood mushrooms could grow on the corpse, it was hastily salvaged.

The Western Expeditionary Force and the Central Expeditionary Force brought back 1.15 million slaves of various races.

Among these 1.15 million slaves, only 500 would be offered as sacrifices to the gods on the day of the grand sacrifice.

And this number suddenly dropped to three hundred when Shu Zhan brought back the dragon's corpse.

So what about the rest?

What were to be done with the remaining slaves?

The answer is preheating.

The rat people are never stingy when it comes to offering sacrifices to the gods and are extremely generous.

Don't choose the type either.

Among so many slaves, most of them are naturally weak guys.

Among them, the rabbit people hiding in the mountains and forests alone contributed nearly 200,000 slaves to the Central Expeditionary Force.

The huge Central Expeditionary Force paused for a long time in the mountains and forests where the rabbit people were entrenched.

The rat priests brought their slave rats and searched and captured these large numbers of rabbit people meticulously and tirelessly.

Along the way, no matter whether they were strong or weak, they were all sacrifices, all of them were sacrifices.

At the same time, the rat people treated this batch of sacrifices very well.

A large number of cave mushrooms were taken out of the mouths of the slave rats to feed the huge number of slaves.

As a result, the food supply to the slave rats was once severely scarce.

After the extremely intense labor, these poor slave rats didn't even have a bowl of mushroom soup.

Famine began to spread across the Skaven Empire.

The bad news is that there is a great famine.

Good news, the Great Famine only occurred among the slave rats.

This situation was completely ignored by the ratmen priests. Even the big-clawed priests who were closer to the slave rats were also extremely indifferent to this situation.

Slaves were sacrifices, gifts to the gods, things that needed to be cherished.

And the slave rats.

These poor fellows, not many priests would even take them seriously.

Just some useless guys.

No, it still has some uses.

The ratmen priests would select strong slave rats to provide as food to the slaves of the carnivorous races.

The treatment of the slave rats was far inferior to that of real slaves.

The killing began after the gods gave their oracle.

From dawn to dusk.

Strong, weak, old, young, there is not much difference.

If you are strong, you can cut one more time. If you are young, you can save some energy. If you have a shell and a tough skin, you can be more delicate and spend more energy.

But in the end, floating on that bright lake water is where you’ll end up.

Although this brought a lot of problems.

The blood lake could not bear so many floating corpses.

As a result, young rat priests were mobilized one after another.

Non-stop salvaging.

The killing and sacrifice continued without interruption.

Countless lives have been lost deep underground, buried in the bright red lake, creating an intoxicating bright red color.

As for the bodies that were salvaged, they were thrown into the deep abyss like garbage.

There were too many corpses piled up, just too many.

But fortunately, this deep crack deep underground is wide enough.

However, some strange things happened to these corpses as they were piled up. These corpses that had been soaked in the blood lake water did not rot normally, but as time passed, they entered a state of dissolution. The corpses that were crushed at the bottom of the towering pile of corpses had their flesh and blood falling off their bones like running water.

After a brief period of activity, it fell silent and turned into a pale, dead soil at the bottom of this deep abyss.

This time, the rats abandoned too many corpses.

Moreover, all of them were corpses that had been soaked in the blood lake. Some strange changes appeared and began to brew among the piled up corpses.

But this did not disturb the long claws living at the bottom of the abyss.

This even brought him some convenience.

The piles of corpses attracted some hungry slave rats.

These slave rats carefully devoured the flesh and blood on the piled up corpses.

It brought some life to his infamous abyss and made it easier to capture the test subject.

Some deformed monsters were released by him.

It ran on the piles of flesh and blood, wantonly chasing and killing the slave rats that came here for food due to their greed for flesh and blood. Its behavior was observed and recorded.

At the same time, he was also curious about those corpses that were in a strange state with their flesh melting and flowing.

This greedy rat is trying to grab any knowledge that comes its way.

Although he didn't know that the person who caused all these changes was currently in this deep abyss.

He was greedily staring at the beating, limp heart.

This strange change is Xiaochun's way of preserving food, a way to deal with the food that becomes less fresh as time goes by.

However, although Long Claws was curious, he did not have much time to study this strange scene.

Especially after hearing that Shuzhan brought back a complete dragon.

After a long time, he decided to leave this deep abyss.

For the giant dragon corpse in Shuzhan's hands.

Perhaps the naturally powerful dragon could be the lock for the key in his hand.

Although he doesn't get along with Rat War.

………….

This grand sacrifice has entered the countdown preparation stage.

The rat people did not know that this sacrifice was related to the path of their great god.

But they still tried their best and prepared seriously.

The towering blast furnaces, from which metals are continuously smelted, are not first used for the army, war, or even for many other purposes.

And more of it was used to make sacrificial knives for the priests in the temple.

The number of sacrifices was so huge that even metal knives could not withstand the rapid wear and tear.

It can only be forged in an expedited manner by the industrial center on the surface of the barren mountains and transported in batches.

Just enough for consumption.

As for why the sacrificial knives produced in the industrial zone with relatively good metal production were barely enough for the temple's consumption.

Perhaps it is because these picky temple priests require the big claw priests in charge of the industrial zone to engrave the gods' patterns beautifully and without any omissions on every sacrificial knife.

This is a difficult task.

But for the grand sacrifice, everything is necessary, at least in the eyes of the rat priests themselves, these tedious little details are necessary.

For this reason, endless fatigue not only entangles the big claw priests in the industrial center, but is also directly attached to the slave rats who are gradually becoming dull in the repetitive labor.

The pain of industry is vividly displayed among the rat people.

In return, productivity increased rapidly. In the Desolate Mountains, the metal production of the Skaven had surpassed that of the Wild Boar in a very short period of time, and was still growing rapidly with the construction of blast furnaces and the mobilization of slave rats.

Although this comes at a cost.

For example, those slave rats that were being consumed rapidly.

The big claw priest here is really using the slave rats as screws.

Boundless suffering gathered on the slave rats working in the industrial zone. These cowardly and humble guys even broke out in several riots in this very short period of time.

All were ruthlessly suppressed.

There was no comfort, no relief, only the cold whipping and the indicators that continued to rise as time passed.

Similarly, the big claw priests in this industrial zone were not much better, and their eyes were also red.

Perhaps the only consolation is the clear bell sound that echoes in the desolate mountains when light and darkness meet every day, which can bring a little peace to these numb and tired slave rats.

That is a gift from God.

The great He bestowed a divine object, the swinging holy bell, which rings at a fixed time every day. The cool and clear bell sound can cleanse the souls of these humble guys and bring the only remaining peace.

At the same time, it brings a constant flow of faith.

The slave rats knelt down devoutly to worship the gods in the sound of the bells, taking a moment to catch their breath.

In numbness, faith fills everything.

Every day, in this industrial area, slave rats transform into Big Claw Priests.

Then he grasped the long whip woven with thorns, and with his red eyes, he madly whipped his former self.

Whipping the cowardly and humble slave rats in front of him.

In this twisted and deformed country, there has never been a second choice offered to these humble rats who make up the vast majority of the population.

Pray devoutly and from the bottom of your heart to that great God!

Only faith! Only faith can save you!

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The interval during the preparations for the grand sacrifice.

Long Claws found Rat War.

Shu Zhan grinned and looked at the guy in front of him who didn't get along with him.

He and Longclaw don't get along.

To be precise, Rat War is at odds with all rat priests.

Although the Western Expeditionary Force's expedition against the wild boar people did not go as he expected.

This guy actually ate up the boarman kingdom.

But that's true, after all, he has the support of White Rat.

Good luck guys.

Let him gain a firm foothold in the ratman council.

But why did he come to see him? Shu Zhan didn’t think there was anything to talk about with this guy in front of him.

But he didn't just drive Longclaw away.

Want to see what this guy is going to do.

With his arms folded, a mocking expression naturally appeared on his face.

"I don't think I have anything to talk about with a nobody like you."

But that didn't make the long-clawed man angry at all, he spoke calmly to Shu Zhan.

"I want something in your hand."

"Oh! If the white rat wants it, can't he just come and ask me for it?"

"It's not the rat who wants it, it's me who wants it."

Long Claws remained as calm as ever, but these words made the mockery on Shu Zhan's face even more obvious.

If it's not what the white rat wants, then what qualifications do you have to stand in front of me?
Just a white rat chess piece.

In his arrogant attitude, undisguised contempt appeared on Shu Zhan's face.

But he does have the qualifications. Even though he has suffered a major defeat, he has almost reached the top of the Ratman Kingdom.

Hero, God-given, Skinner, Commander-in-Chief, and the recently added Dragon Slayer.

Compared to the old white rat, Shuzhan is much younger.

The lucky guy, Sheng Qi, is completely incomparable.

When Shuzhan led the second ratman expedition towards the Wetland Kingdom, he had just shed the immaturity of a young ratman.

But he dared to lead his troops on a thousand-mile raid through that harsh wetland.

If it weren't for that tragic defeat, he would be far more dazzling than he is now, and even White Rat might not be able to suppress him.

He was naturally arrogant and would not even take the long-clawed man in front of him, who had always been unknown and was a former big-clawed priest, seriously.

"you?"

Finally, Long Claws could no longer remain calm. Rat Zhan's contempt deeply hurt him.

Once, in such contempt, he pulled out his own big claws.

He was indeed not brave enough.

He is indeed not brave enough!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have had the experience of becoming a slave rat.

Everything that experience left him with made him struggle in pain for a long time.

In an instant, Long Claw's expression became ferocious.

But it gradually subsided.

Suppressing the resentment that was growing in his heart because of Rat Zhan's contempt, Long Claw regained his composure and put forward his conditions.

"I think I have something that might interest you."

As Long Claw continued to speak, well, Shu Zhan had to admit that this unknown guy in front of him did have some talent.

At least the ferocious giant rat presented by Long Claws did make Rat Zhan quite interested.

After he returned to the Desolate Mountains, he naturally learned about the news of the other two expeditionary forces. One of them that caught his special attention was the ferocious giant rat.

In response, Shu Zhan opened his mouth without hesitation.

He directly asked for everything about the ferocious giant rat. Rat War naturally looked down on the ferocious giant rat provided by Long Claws.

But if he could create the ferocious giant rat himself, the situation would be different.

And to this, unexpectedly, Longclaw agreed.

There was not even any hesitation as a price.

The long claws require a part of the dragon's body in Shuzhan's hand.

Shu Zhan agreed without hesitation.

If he can also raise a group of ferocious giant rat knights, there is no doubt that the chips in his hand will be increased.

Just like those rat priests who are dissatisfied with Shuzhan and don't mind tripping him up, Shuzhan is also always ready to teach a lesson to those rat priests who make him unhappy.

Although compared to those ratmen priests, the chips in his hand are undoubtedly more scarce.

This is why Rat War inevitably felt a little aggrieved when facing the alliance of that group of senior rat priests.

So he won't give up the opportunity to increase the bet.

And for this he only had to pay a part of the dragon's body.

Although this giant dragon is about to be offered as a sacrifice to the gods, such a huge dragon does not lack these few things.

If he had a more powerful army, he would be able to bring more and better sacrifices to the gods!
Shu Zhan agreed to the deal.

Because this transaction seems to be a completely profitable one no matter how you look at it.

However, what he didn't notice was, or rather, even if this arrogant guy noticed it, he wouldn't care.

The long claws cast a resentful look in the dark.

(End of this chapter)