From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 135, Enlightenment of Time, Humble Believer (Two in One)

The long claws took the dragon beast's heart.

At the same time, a piece of wriggling flesh and blood, the master version of the ferocious giant rat was also sent to Rat Zhan.

It was quickly verified.

In front of Rat Zhan, Long Claws used only a little bit of twisted and deformed flesh and blood, and a weak slave rat underwent a complete transformation.

A huge gray-haired rat was born.

During this time, the skills of the long claws have grown.

A true master was created.

As long as pure red blood mushrooms are put into this piece of deformed flesh and blood which serves as the master, even if only a little of it is used, it will be able to grow back slowly.

Long Claws didn't put any subtle thoughts into this matter.

However, he also vaguely revealed some other information to Shu Zhan.

This aroused a hint of curiosity in Shuzhan.

"Oh? You said you can make ordinary ratmen have a physique as strong as a dragon?"

What greeted him was Shu Zhan's sneer. Obviously, Shu Zhan didn't believe Long Claw's arrogant words at all.

The long claws did not stay any longer.

Turn around and leave.

What Shuzhan didn't notice was the cruel smile that appeared on Long Claw's mouth when he turned around.

He seemed to be thinking about something at this moment.

Even if he didn't really believe it, just in case there was such a possibility, he would understand why White Rat chose this unknown guy.

Although the arrogant guy Shuzhan is still unwilling to take the long claws seriously.

But it must be admitted that he will pay more attention to what Long Claws creates in the future.

After he witnessed the birth of the ferocious giant rat with his own eyes.

Shu Zhan had no interest in studying the knowledge and essence behind the deformed flesh and blood. He just had a pure passion for power.

………….

Preparations for the sacrifice are complete.

Ever since Du Yuan threw down the Cold Soul Bell, some changes have taken place in the rat people's sacrifices.

All major sacrificial ceremonies were moved to the moment when light and darkness alternated.

Because at this moment, the sacred giant bell will ring on time and be used as the opening of the sacred sacrifice.

In order to calculate this time accurately, calculate the time when the sacred giant bell rings.

A huge hourglass was set up outside the temple.

As the hourglass was built, a flat stone wall was also erected.

When all the sand in the hourglass has flowed away, it means that the Cold Soul Bell is about to ring again.

A scratch will also be engraved on the smooth stone wall.

At this time, the priest guarding the hourglass must quickly command the temple guards to turn the huge hourglass over.

An unfamiliar concept began to germinate in this cycle.

It took a long time for the rats to determine what this strange concept was.

time.

The ratmen priests began to become aware of the existence of time.

The day begins with the echoing bell and ends with the echoing bell as well.

It is reflected in the passing sand.

This is a novel experience.

Even though they had long since transcended the tribal era and established a huge kingdom.

But the understanding of time was not born until this moment, in the echoing bells and the flowing sand.

It brought great changes to the rat people.

All processes are embedded in the concept of time that is finally recognized.

The time it takes for the blood mushrooms to grow from the offering.

The time it takes for the ratmen cubs to grow up.

The time required to engrave a complete set of divine patterns.

The time required to mine a certain amount of ore.

The time required to get from the underground rat city to the outpost.

One by one, the ripples of time were recorded on the stone slabs by the rats with crude scratches.

It was like an epiphany.

And along with it, something equally great began to sprout.

math.

In order to record the passage of time and calculate the scale of time, some simple and basic mathematical concepts began to circulate among the priests, until they spread to all parts of the Ratman Kingdom as a novelty.

The priest in charge of logistics began to calculate the consumption rate of blood mushrooms in various places based on time.

The Great Claw Priests no longer roam around the underground kingdom with a group of messy ratmen.

Based on these new things, I calculated the time needed to work every day.

Many things began to naturally become more organized than before.

The rat people's chaotic logistics were finally saved.

And all these changes are just because of the emergence of a concept and the discovery and summary of the basic concept of a discipline. They are all simple and basic things.

But it is the combination of these simple things as the cornerstone that can truly create that illusory and prosperous civilization.

The level of civilization of the rat people has improved slightly.

………….

Nowadays.

When the sand flows.

Ratman priests of all sizes began to gather towards the temple.

Today, Sheng Qi was qualified to stand in the temple, and he was quite excited about it.

All the dreams and expectations of the past have been fulfilled at this moment.

He carefully stepped into the temple of the great god.

In the awe and desire gazes of the many young rat priests gathered outside the temple.

It made him even more excited, especially the jealousy and envy mixed in it, which pushed the excitement to the peak.

He walked into the temple in a lighthearted manner.

Stand with those senior rat priests.

Sheng Qi did not qualify to stand in the front row.

The reason was very simple, because Long Claw was just standing in the front row among those senior priests.

The young Sheng Qi still seemed a little bit proud.

Until I saw Shu Zhan, surrounded by his guards, striding into the temple.

A haughty look.

Confronted with senior rat-men priests.

Yes, this guy Shuzhan was not competing with a certain ratman priest. He was mocking all the senior priests gathered in front of him.

Long claws, included, rope seven as well.

But even though he was ridiculed, Sheng Qi still couldn't get rid of his silly smile. He was already very satisfied and happy to be able to stand here.

Until the white rat appeared.

The white rat pushed the door open from outside the temple, without anyone surrounding it. It carried a wooden stick, stepped into the temple, and walked towards the altar of the gods step by step.

The field suddenly became quiet.

All the rat-men priests lowered their heads, including Long Claw.

Not only that, the arrogant Shu Zhan is the same.

A respectful look.

Sheng Qi did not lower his head.

He didn't know this rule.

Faced with this sudden situation, I was a little overwhelmed.

Until the white rat stood before the altar of the gods.

He looked calmly at all the ratmen in front of him, his eyes without any fluctuations, and only paused briefly at Long Claws and Rat War.

All other ratmen were ignored.

The rat priests didn't react much to this, they were already used to it, and even wished they wouldn't be watched by the high priest.

After all, being watched by the high priest is not a good thing in most cases.

However, at this moment, there was a guy who was not so experienced and did not lower his head.

It is very conspicuous and stands out from the crowd.

But he was still ignored by the white rat.

At this moment, a complex emotion kept rising in the young guy's heart.

Perhaps it was because he was looking up, so he could see the cold indifference particularly clearly.

Sheng Qi kept looking at the white rat on the altar.

Until he was given a cold look by the temple guard who was standing upright next to the white rat.

Coming to his senses, he quickly lowered his head.

With his head buried, Sheng Qi became less noticeable among the group of senior priests, but the expression on his face showed a hint of unwillingness.

Perhaps at this moment, Sheng Qi could feel more about his former teacher, the old guy who had become more and more radical after leaving the Underground Rat City.

Not reconciled.

I am unwilling to accept that I don't even have the qualifications to be noticed.

………….

At the moment when the sand in the hourglass is about to run out.

The grand ceremony is about to begin, and sacrifices are pushed onto the altar one after another. These are the ones carefully selected from the huge slave population.

The most noble guy among them, apart from the boarman priests who were unwilling to abandon their faith when the kingdom was destroyed and the gods left, was a young deerman baby with white horns, who made people feel peaceful at first glance.

This is a precious sacrifice captured from a race of deermen who worship a heretical god.

A little deer man blessed by nature, a little deer man filled with auspicious atmosphere.

It's just a pity that he was captured by the rat people.

On the altar, the young deer man stretched out his hands towards the white rat which was also dressed in white not far away, tears welling in his eyes.

That innate natural breath is released.

"hug!"

Although the words were inarticulate, the implied meaning was clearly understood by all the rat priests present.

It is the language proficiency that is naturally carried in the superior bloodline.

This aroused the curiosity of many rat-man priests, and their eyes were focused on the tender white deer-man cub.

But indifferent.

No ratman priest made more movements.

Death is getting closer.

With his arms open, the tears in his eyes slowly flowed out and his voice became tearful.

Towards the rat priests in front of him, to the indifferent white rat.

"hug!"

Finally, something more appeared in the sight of the rat-man priests, that is, a huge malicious intent.

Because of the noise that occurred.

But confined to this sacred temple, this malice can only appear in a hidden sight.

Before this sacred sacrifice begins, one needs to wait quietly.

A loud crying sound appeared, coming from the white deer man who was being sacrificed.

But no rat man paid any attention.

All the rat people were waiting quietly.

As the flowing sand gradually became less and less, a solemn atmosphere filled the air, and even the hidden gazes disappeared completely.

Until the cold bell rang.

The grand sacrifice officially opened!

Sacrifices one after another were pushed onto the altar and killed skillfully and smoothly.

Into this sacred lake of blood.

The white deer was just one of the sacrifices, and it was not even the most precious sacrifice in this sacrifice.

A hideous head was pushed into the temple by Rat Zhan's personal guards.

The battle flag was opened, and as Shu Zhan waved it, the guards' spears hit their shields.

Neat steps, in that special rhythm.

To be honest, Shu Zhan really doesn't like this method, but under the cold gaze of the white rat.

But there is no choice.

During that war dance, the dragon beast head in his hand was placed on the sacred altar.

Retreat with frustration.

At this moment, all the ratmen present held their breath.

He stared at the white rat standing in front of the altar of the gods, until the white rat put down the wooden stick in its hand and knelt in front of Du Yuan's altar.

At this time, there was still the indifference in the eyes of the old mouse.

Solemn, respectful, fanatical, and cautious.

For crying out loud.

"Great God!"

At this moment, they finally didn't have to endure any longer, and all the ratmen present fell to their knees.

Fanatical shouts rang out in unison.

"Great God!"

The white rat did not say much about the battle, but just shouted fanatically.

All the ratmen present shouted enthusiastically together.

It was like an ordinary sacrifice, even though the scale of this sacrifice was so huge.

But it was just a fanatical cry.

He stared at Du Yuan's altar and the sacred pillar with intricate carvings with a burning and dazed look.

Preparations for this sacrifice began after the war.

The slaves that the priests had captured with great effort were what they were supposed to do.

I dare not ask anything from the great God.

The rat people never take sacrifices to the gods lightly.

The sacrifices in the temple never stopped.

Even the few times that gods pay attention to it are very rare.

But the rat people never do things half-heartedly.

Even without the oracle, this grand sacrifice would still be held in this temple.

Even the gods are not paying attention here.

The white rat will still kneel devoutly before the altar.

Until the gods gave the order.

One thing is certain.

The gods will definitely pay attention to this!
This is a sacrifice that the gods will surely pay attention to!
Amid the fanatical shouts, all the ratmen priests raised their heads slightly, looking at the altar of the great god in front of them with anticipation and longing in their eyes.

Waiting for a miracle to happen.

On this point, even Shu Zhan reached a consensus with those rat priests who were completely hostile to him.

Just like the temple guards he once was, he knelt in the temple solemnly and respectfully.

His personal guards also learned to kneel down like this.

However, they were not as solemn as the Rat War, and were even more miserable than the Rat Priests. They trembled all over and looked up frequently.

Fanatical, cowardly, and cautious.

Sheng Qi was also mixed in with the fanatical priests, looking at the sacred altar in front of him with longing, and at the divine pillar emitting a hazy light.

In his opinion, the temple of the great god was still not as exquisite as the small temple in the outpost.

But that small temple would never allow the great god to cast his gaze.

Kneel down devoutly!
Until tiny points of light rose from the sacred pillars and the altar, and the great god cast his eyes.

Fanatical and crazy shouts rang out.

We lowly rats never dare to ask for too much!
Just watching is enough!
"Great God! Great God!"

(End of this chapter)