From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 199: The Destiny of the Rat People, the Power Buried in the God's Lines, the Gift of Rat War
It's not easy to maintain order, to keep everything under control, he rapped his knuckles on the table.

The rat war alone seemed like an insurmountable mountain.

The artifact bestowed by the gods, the wooden spear that shone with a dim light, was still solemnly stored in the sacred temple in the underground rat city.

That was Rat War’s destiny, a destiny that was stripped away.

If there is no way to stop Shu Zhan from taking back this artifact, then the ownership of the next era will be clear.

Even though this arrogant, conceited and irritable guy is not suitable to lead an era.

Unconsciously tapping the table in front of him.

The protagonists of the Rat Kingdom have always been born under the watchful eyes of the great gods.

This has been the case since the gods first laid eyes on us in those barbaric times.

Whether it is the rat warlords or the rat priests, both parties take the stage under the watchful eyes of the great gods.

There was nothing wrong with this matter.

But now, those guys who are qualified to take over and lead the next era all have some problems to varying degrees.

A new era is about to begin.

Should the future of the Rat Kingdom be led by these guys who all have more or less flaws? The answer has already appeared.

If they were suitable, then I would not have been born.

His sight fell on the figure placed at the highest position in front of him, watching everything indifferently.

"The Rat Kingdom needs to return to order, and the Rat Kingdom needs to embrace war."

"For your will."

Staring at the figure that was watching everything indifferently, whispering in a low voice.

Whether it's Rat War who received the blessing of God and was bestowed with divine weapons, or the Rat Priest who was God's messenger and gave birth to a saint, even Sheng Qi was far more qualified than the temple guards.

Sheng Qi's teacher, the rat priest who turned into a holy object is still displayed in the small temple and worshipped by the rat people.

They all represent the great god better than the temple guards.

But at this moment, the white guy has already begun to speak such words.

"It's also for the gods."

The old era has not yet passed, and the curtain of the new era has only been opened a shallow gap. Some people have already left, some are arrogant and look down on everything, some are obsessed with things in front of them and don't care about anything, and some are already ready to go on stage.

But all this still requires waiting, waiting for that high and mighty guy to pass away.

………….

In the grassland city, there are noisy ruins.

There were also some changes in this noisy and messy place.

The most significant change is probably the stone pillar standing in the center of the noisy ruins.

The crude and crooked patterns carved on this stone pillar are not standard and full of mistakes and omissions, but they are enough.

This noisy and messy place is not without excellent carvers.

Just such a crude stone pillar is enough. If the pattern is more accurate, then soon the temple guards will arrive at the ruins that they have never bothered to even look at.

For these humble fellows, such a crude stone pillar is enough.

From time to time, rat people would come to this stone pillar and kneel down to worship.

They took out the things that were extremely precious to them and presented them to the great god.

A humble fellow cannot offer a rich and precious sacrifice.

Dead mice, wriggling worms, grass, a bunch of stuff, but that was the best they could give.

When it comes to sacrifice, every rat man is so serious and will not be perfunctory at all.

The mouse that is captured will be the fattest one, the grass will be the freshest and tenderest part, and even the wriggling will be the longest. It should be so long that once the hand is released, the worm can wrap itself into a ball. Only such worms are the best and can be offered to the great gods.

These humblest rat people have their own set of selection criteria for sacrifices to the gods.

The circulation of blood mushrooms among the rats has become less and less recently, but it is not because of the arrival of the rat lords.

In fact, the fighting among these rat lords actually scattered more blood mushrooms onto the grassland.

Just more, the blood mushroom returned to its original function and was eaten.

Because of Du Yuan's blessing, after the pain caused by the deterioration of the bloodline was soothed, the blood mushroom became the best tonic, which could make the weak body strong and change the defective fate.

The concept of free people appeared for the first time in the Rat Kingdom.

Born with Du Yuan's gift, those ratmen hiding in the shadows of the city, the group of ratmen chasing after the Eastern Expeditionary Force.

After the distortion and deterioration in their blood were erased, these guys were liberated.

The Ratman Parliament stripped away the independence of the Eastern Expeditionary Force from Shu Zhan, but put more resources and troops into Shu Zhan's hands.

This brought about a problem. A large number of young ratmen produced in the breeding rooms were directly deployed by the Ratman Council. After grabbing a simple spear, they were added to the Eastern Expeditionary Force in Rat War's hands and became part of that huge army.

However, with the expansion of the controlled area and the construction of more and more cities, a gap in the number of ratmen appeared on this vast grassland.

But some needs are urgent.

Like the need to fight against each other.

Everything can be pushed forward, but when competing with your competitors, you must not lose.

There is a huge gap in the number of young ratmen due to the deployment of the Ratman Council.

The newly formed teams of rat mercenaries also need to be replenished.

As a result, the ratmen that had just crawled out from the dark corners of the city and from the chaotic scavengers were brought into sight.

To be fair, these guys are pretty good soldiers, at least not as noisy as those young ratmen.

Although it also exists as a consumable.

The blood mushrooms fell into the hands of this group of rat mercenaries, and the gradually declining weapons workshop and armor workshop in the grassland city were also saved.

The weapons and armor workshops that had been deserted with the departure of the Eastern Expeditionary Force and the ratmen's cleanup of scattered tribes in the surrounding areas came back to life in the fights between rat lords and teams of rat mercenaries.

But the things produced by these weapons workshops and armor workshops are really not difficult to make. In the noisy ruins of the grassland city, a once defective ratman who walked out of the shadows of the city stopped outside the weapons workshop opened by the Big Claw Priest for a long time.

Many days later, a crude but functional blast furnace was built for the first time in the noisy ruins of the grassland city. Under the curious gaze of many lower-level ratmen, a ratman raised the hammer in his hand high, his face full of excitement.

He stole this hammer from a weapons workshop at the risk of being beaten to death by the Big Claw Priests.

With an excited expression, the hammer fell heavily and hit the hot molten iron that had just flowed out of the blast furnace in front of him. At this moment, the boiling molten iron splashed everywhere, splashing the rat man holding the hammer, and also splashing the rat people who gathered around this simple blast furnace to watch the excitement.

In an instant, screams of terror echoed in a corner of the noisy ruins.

A failed attempt is also a preparation for success.

Not long after, a weapons workshop was officially opened in the noisy ruins.

It's not a big deal, but it represents a possibility. With Du Yuan's blessing, the lower-class rats who have escaped their humble fate are climbing out of the shadows and looking for a way out for themselves.

It seems to prove one thing.

Perhaps there is no need for ratman priests, they can survive tenaciously in this land on their own.

These guys were not born in those twisted breeding rooms, nor were they bought and sold like commodities, although not long ago they were even more humble than those commodities, huddled in the shadows.

Until Du Yuan gave them a chance.

………….

Pull open a piece of leather, it is a piece of leather that has been finely processed, delicate and translucent.

It takes a lot of effort.

This kind of leather can only be obtained after a series of complicated processes, including removing the fluff attached to it, scraping off the grease, soaking it in urine, and drying it in the sun.

This was something she had spent a lot of effort to learn in the leatherworking workshop of the rat lord.

It unfolds with joy and I can’t put it down.

Spreading the leather on the stone table in front of him, he couldn't wait to take out a carving knife and start carving on it. Soon, a flowing symbol appeared on the spread out leather.

He cut the flesh at the wrist skillfully, and blood flowed out.

The stunned rat man standing nearby watched this scene, his emotions fluctuating slightly, but in the end he said nothing.

The blood was collected in a small bowl and mixed with various ground powders.

A bowl of bright red dye was produced, carefully taken out and applied to the flowing symbols carved out.

The leather material not only brought out the expectation, but also lived up to the expectation. A hazy green glow emerged from the elegant symbol carved out, bringing out a breath of fresh air.

But the light did not last long and soon dimmed.

But it is enough to make people happy.

The slender and short rat man raised his head while speaking joyfully, and said to the stunned guy standing aside with a smile.

"Look! I did it!
I'll tell you, I'll tell you!
There must be a secret in these patterns!"

In joy, the slender and short rat man raised the leather in his hand high, looking at the faded pattern on it with obsession.

But this joy faded away soon after.

He put down the leather in his hand and looked behind him, where there was an equally exquisite piece of leather. This piece of leather was even bigger, and the pattern engraved on it was even more complicated.

This is a familiar pattern, a pattern that the rat people kneel down to and worshipped by the rat priests. It is a copy of the pattern carved by Du Yuan when he cast down the divine pillar.

Looking at the pattern, the slender little mouse's eyes showed even more obsession.

"Great God, what secrets have you left behind?"

Whispering in obsession.

On the other side, the stunned rat man guarding nearby had an expression as if he wanted to say something but stopped. His gaze paused on the scarred wrist of the slender dwarf rat man, and also on the body of the slender dwarf rat man which had become thinner in a very short time.

Qi kept his promise and sent back one totem after another from the wolf orc tribe, strange utensils and some weird stone carvings.

The short and slender rat man's thinking was both correct and incorrect.

There was indeed power hidden in the pattern sent down by the gods, and she successfully found this pattern that could disturb the breeze on a strange totem pole.

This proved that her thinking was correct and also opened up a new possibility for the rat people.

But the target she chose was wrong, because there was no secret hidden on the stone pillar left by Du Yuan.

………….

As the army expanded, Shu Zhan's management of the army gradually became stagnant.

The army was too large and was still expanding, and was about to exceed the command limit of Rat Zhan.

However, he has yet to appoint a new rat warlord.

Shuzhan had no particular taboos about the appointment of rat warlords, but ever since the disastrous defeat in the second expedition, he had made up his mind not to place too much hope on these guys.

If the city had fallen to him sooner, many things would have been different.

But those guys were too short-sighted and ruined everything.

Thinking of this, the expression on Shu Zhan's face became a little ferocious.

As the commander-in-chief of the rat people, the rat generals under Shu Zhan's command were unremarkable. In fact, before, they were mostly dealing with logistics-related matters.

Because he simply didn't trust these idiots in his hands.

However, as the army grew, he had no choice but to disperse some of his forces in order to quickly end this protracted war.

The rats have already eaten up one-third of this vast grassland, and a large number of tribes and grassland races are running wildly into the depths of the grassland under his drive.

The grasslands are becoming more and more crowded.

If Shuzhan's judgment is correct, then a counterattack will probably happen soon.

It should be soon. The rat knights who were spread out brought back a message to Shu Zhan that some sneaky guys have shown up.

However, Shu Zhan was not panicked by the counterattack that was about to come, and he did not even try to divide up his increasingly large and sluggish army.

Even though this would be a glaring breaking point after the war broke out, Shu Zhan had no intention of making up for it.

It is not easy to get something from him. Although he always keeps his promises and his criteria for judgment are simple, even those guys who are assigned to other positions will only be used as cannon fodder.

But it is far from easy to obtain his gift.

An evil smile appeared on Shu Zhan's face.

Who will be the lucky ones this time?
(End of this chapter)