From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 140, The convening of the Rat Council, the choice of the True Spirit, and Du Yuan’s vision
A massacre took place.

During the preparation ceremony for the grand sacrifice.

The silent shadows in the darkness killed the rat priests at the outpost with precision and speed.

This is the purpose of their existence.

Rat Assassin.

Since its inception, this team has been a sharp blade wielding inward.

In the chaos of killing.

The ratmen priests around the small temple began to retreat in panic.

Berserk has no effect on these assassins who run in the shadows.

Even if the most elite slave-hunting team was gathered around him, they could not stop the precise assassination.

To make matters worse, the slaves who were to be used as ritual sacrifices were released at this point.

Everything is a mess.

This brewing grand rebellion has already faced its most daunting challenge before it even began.

In that angry cry.

The senior ratmen priests were not ready to give up.

When greed is completely ignited, it can only be stopped by the coldness of a sharp blade close to their necks.

In the red eyes.

All the troops began to converge towards the outpost, and densely packed ratmen crowded into this small space.

The killing aura was expanded.

Thirteen senior rat-man priests stood in front of the small temple, looking crazy and ferocious.

Under the influence of the killing aura, a large number of ratmen unconsciously fell into a state of frenzy.

There were no enemies in front of them.

Amidst that heavy breathing, with a simple push, chaos spread and the crowded rats began to fight each other.

And it is accompanied by the accumulation of one killing aura after another.

The brutal killing began.

The senior ratman priest did not prevent this tragic scene from happening, quite the opposite.

This is exactly what they want to see.

The rat assassins hiding in the darkness revealed themselves in this chaotic chaos.

Even though they were able to hide in the darkness and walk freely, they were helpless in the face of the crowded and chaotic battlefield before them.

In a crowded battlefield, there is no room for assassins to perform.

This chaos became the best defense.

Unless these rat-man assassins give up assassinating those senior rat-man priests.

And that’s not all.

The surviving young rat-man priests stood everywhere, hurriedly holding up the hastily made battle flags in their hands, amid the angry and sharp shouts.

And kneel down devoutly.

These senior priests were suddenly attacked.

Decisively and resolutely changed to another simpler and more convenient way of sacrifice.

Everything in front of them will be used as sacrifice to hold a grand blood sacrifice.

Deal with this situation.

The rat assassins did not hesitate much. They emerged from the darkness and began to gather in groups.

Charge without hesitation.

Like a sharp spear tip, it slammed hard into the crowded group of ratmen in front of it.

Rapid advancement.

Decisive and resolute.

But he was met with the ferocious smiles of the senior priests standing in front of the temple.

The wooden stick was raised high.

The terrifying fluctuations of divine magic began to gather.

It didn't seem to be a very wise decision for the rat assassins to gather together in front of these priests.

Or perhaps it was to cover up the figure that was always hiding in the darkness.

When the fluctuations of the divine power reached its peak.

A dark blue short blade suddenly appeared in front of the senior ratman priest.

At this moment, even the ferocity on his face did not fade away.

The short blade shuttled back and forth nimbly.

A tall ratman assassin appeared in front of all the senior ratman priests present.

Behind her, a hideous-looking ratman priest fell to the ground, and the terrifying divine power waves dissipated and disappeared.

Well, it's time to wake up.

The sharp blade was already at his neck.

At this moment, a large number of senior ratman priests gave up concentrating their magic and tried to escape in a hurry.

Move in sync.

But it was obvious that it was too late to wake up at this time.

Another senior ratman priest crossed paths with the tall ratman assassin while fleeing.

He fell to the ground without a sound.

A solid wind blade was thrown over by a priest.

After moving a little further away from the rat assassin, the faded courage reappeared.

It's a pity that this solid wind blade was easily cut by the tall assassin, and the thrown blade once again took away a crazy priest.

In the panic, the killing aura was stopped.

Instead, there was a barrage of frenzy spells that came one after another.

Teams of slave-hunting teams were dispatched by the senior priests of this outpost using the berserk spell.

Rushed towards the tall assassin.

To save his own life.

But the effect is not ideal.

Various situations had already been anticipated when the Rat Assassins were first formed.

This is a force specifically designed to target rat-men priests.

In that nimble figure.

The tall ratman assassin disappeared easily in the intertwined darkness.

At the same time, this self-absorbed move also brought about another bad consequence.

After the killing aura was stopped, the slave rats that woke up began to flee without hesitation.

Want to avoid the team of ruthless rat assassins in front of him.

At the same time, I also feel uneasy about what is happening in front of me.

Everything is a mess.

But the team of rat assassins rushed forward. At this last moment, only the slave-hunting team that had spent a lot of effort was slightly reliable.

At least they didn't flee immediately.

But only slightly.

Collapsing at the first blow is a good word to describe the performance of these slave-hunting teams.

From the burning fire of ambition to the cold reality slapping you in the face.

It didn't take much time.

An unwilling ratman priest raised the wooden staff high in front of the temple.

Since everything is just a bubble, then just don't leave anything behind!
The earthquake magic was gathered out by him.

And in this deep underground, the use of this magic will be fatal, and everything around will collapse under the effect of the earthquake magic.

He wanted to die together.

At this time, the tall ratman assassin appeared again.

The short blade in his hand stabbed towards the crazy ratman priest.

But someone was already watching him, and a flying stone was summoned out.

But the tall ratman assassin ignored it.

He thrust the short blade in his hand straight into the chest of the crazy priest in front of him.

He was hit by flying stones and flew out.

Soon after, the assassins rushed in and killed all the living things here one by one.

When the tall assassin got up again, her right arm had already fallen limply.

The rat-men assassins, who were not wearing any armor, were extremely dangerous but also extremely vulnerable.

She didn't take it seriously.

Simply pull and drag the limp arm.

Push open the door of the small temple.

What caught the eye were the bodies of saints with a hazy glow all over their bodies and the blood mushrooms sprouting in the blood pool.

The intricate patterns of gods that covered the entire small temple, the replica of the god's altar, and the huge ratman statue with a blurred face.

Standing briefly.

His eyes scanned everything in front of him.

As if to confirm something, at this time, other rat assassins also entered the temple. They solemnly looked at the saint's body that was emitting a hazy light.

Pray devoutly in front of the replica of the stone pillar of the god.

Even these cold-blooded assassins seemed to have the same fanatical faith.

Except for the tall assassin who was leading the group.

The temple of the gods was not destroyed. After confirming this, she turned and left.

Afterwards, the rat assassins carried out a thorough cleansing of the outpost.

All the ratmen priests were killed one by one.

The heads were severed, pierced with sticks, and placed in front of several main roads in the outpost as a deterrent.

Even most of the ratmen didn't know what exactly happened in the outpost.

But the densely packed ratman heads themselves convey some information, explaining what happened in this outpost not long ago.

Especially if you know one or two of the guys in the head.

The slave rats that were blocking the road finally dispersed.

The Great Claw priests temporarily took over the fortress.

At the same time, Shu Zhan, who had set off shortly after the sacrificial ceremony ended, also arrived at the outpost at this time.

After that series of bad things, Shu Zhan didn't want to stay in the underground rat city for a moment.

But he stopped in front of this outpost.

Because of the rat-man heads standing in front of him.

He even knew some of them.

Some useless but very rich guys, but at this time, those guys were inserted here.

Let the rat fighter stop.

And began to turn back, even though Rat War was not sharp enough in dealing with some things.

But it does not include such obvious signs as the one in front of us.

Something big is about to happen.

It was obvious that after this massacre, even if the rat assassins were not so ostentatious, what happened in the outpost was bound to be exposed.

The White Rat must give an explanation after the Rat Council is established.

When the white rat voluntarily enters the established rules, then these rules also become binding on him.

The rat assassins brought the saint's body to the white rat.

Even though this saint has that faint glow on him.

But the white rat did not have much respect for it.

Just one glance and an expression of disdain appeared on his face.

He knew the rat man, the arrogant guy who carved statues of gods.

A guy who does what he thinks is right.

Wave casually.

Even though the white rat disdained it, the remains of the saint were still sent to the temple of the god.

It will be displayed there.

It's not that the white mouse said one thing and meant another.

But at this critical moment, Bai Shu must firmly grasp the priest's dominance in his own hands.

During this time.

A test was conducted on white mice.

Blood mushrooms also began to sprout in another place in the underground rat city.

None of this can be stopped.

No doubt, it was God’s will.

Change is going to happen, even if it brings many problems.

But, as long as it is what God wants.

He will do it.

He must hold on to it all in this transformation.

So, even though it was disdainful, the white rat still gave the arrogant rat that carved the god a chance.

His remains will be placed in the temple of the gods.

At the same time, thirteen heads of senior rat priests in the outpost were brought back.

He will convene a council of ratmen.

The changes to the blood mushroom will be announced by him in parliament.

These heads will also be displayed on the table of the parliament as a silent warning.

During this change, he still did not trust those rats.

Therefore, everything needs to be held more firmly in his hands.

Just like he always does.

The rat tried to stand up.

However, there was a brief silence during the slight delay in the action of standing up.

There was a little more depth in his eyes.

The Skaven Council will be convened.

………….

at the same time.

The saint's true spirit that was flying up and down in front of Du Yuan's body had also reached its limit.

Even with the abundant nourishment of faith in the divine pillar, it kept dissipating and becoming dim.

At this moment, Du Yuan opened his eyes.

Looking at the real spirit flying in front of him.

Du Yuan gave him a choice.

"If you are willing to accept, then after a long sleep, you will awaken in my kingdom."

He stretched out his hand, and a bit of gray spirituality appeared in Du Yuan's hand.

This is the hazy and incomplete spirituality of the craftsman's heart.

Du Yuan did not allow Xiaochun to completely swallow the spirituality of the craftsman's heart.

That bit of residual hazy spirituality was taken out by him.

In order to give a chance to the true spirit in front of him that is about to dissipate.

Even though the spirituality of the craftsman's heart is hazy and incomplete, the spirituality it has accumulated is huge enough and tenacious enough, it just lacks a little true spirit.

And this lack of true spirit can be made up by the saint in front of him.

Du Yuan extended an invitation to him.

Waiting for his response.

As the first saint among the rat people, he is also the first believer to see him.

Du Yuan was willing to give him a chance.

Just out of the blue.

This Zhen Ling did not agree to Du Yuan's invitation.

It was still flying up and down in front of Du Yuan.

But as it flew up and down, it disappeared closer and closer.

Du Yuan watched all this.

Somewhat puzzled.

But the hazy spirituality of the craftsman's heart in his hand was not put away.

Just quietly waiting for the spiritual decision in front of me.

When it is about to disappear.

He did not choose the misty spirituality of the craftsman's heart in Du Yuan's hand, nor was he moved by the promise made by Du Yuan.

Left Du Yuan's divine pillar.

Floating away into the distance.

It passed his corpse in the temple and paused slightly in front of the white rat, but did not stay for too long.

When it finally dissipated.

This bit of spirituality returned to the small temple at the outpost.

At this time, because the priests of the outpost were purged, the small temple became deserted again.

But arriving here made him cheer.

Pause in front of the blurry giant rat-man statue.

He paused in front of the huge rat-man statue that held so much of his heart.

When it was about to dissipate, it suddenly crashed into it.

The shattered spirit was completely absorbed into the statue in front of him.

It rejected Du Yuan's vision and the possibility of survival.

When it was about to dissipate, he still chose to follow his own path, his own arrogant path.

He wanted to add a bit of spirituality and divinity to this blurry statue.

Make it a true statue of God.

(End of this chapter)