From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 217: The Alien God and His Alien Kingdom
In the luxurious hall, vast spiritual light gathered.

A plate of crystal clear meat slices was placed in front of Du Yuan. The meat slices were taken from a real dragon, although they were from the white dragon, which was known as the shame of the five-colored dragons.

Du Yuan should have a keen appetite and interest in this, but at this moment, he was not eager.

With his arms folded, he looked indifferently at the figures gathered in front of him.

Mr. Luo, whom Li Sheng regarded as a backer, was also among this group of people, looking at Du Yuan with a hint of admiration on his face.

If Li Sheng saw this scene, he would probably feel extremely complicated. It's not that he didn't have a chance to defeat Du Yuan, but he consumed too much energy in all those chores and humble bows.

Du Yuan didn't listen to the words of the guys in front of him, which were full of various meanings.

The left and right are nothing more than the so-called balance after feeling threatened.

They were willing to use a large amount of resources to exchange with Du Yuan for the opportunity to escape from this small world. Du Yuan did not comment on this proposal.

Without giving them much face, he left in anger.

Du Yuan was not very interested in their set of rules, nor did he intend to touch upon them, especially since he was unhappy now. If he had enough power, he would have overturned all of this long ago.

This behavior brought a problem to Du Yuan. If he did not follow the rules, he would be labeled as an outcast.

What happened shortly afterwards confirmed Du Yuan's label as an alien. Even though the few surviving demigods of the grassland used all their connections and resources, they were still sent out of the world one by one by Du Yuan, and their paths were cut off one by one.

This subcontinent was completely taken over by the rat people.

The grand sacrifice is about to begin.

On that cruel battlefield, countless heads and corpses were arranged into different categories by the rats.

The bear orc's head is the most solid and wide, and combined with the rabbit orc's head, they fit together perfectly and are most suitable for laying the foundation.

With his mind racing, Shu Zhan directly skipped over the matters that should have been the responsibility of the temple guards and started to work on the planning of the temple.

It seems that a simple Jingguan can no longer satisfy Shu Zhan's desire to show off his achievements.

They began to process their spoils further. The severed heads were peeled off and the skulls with a faint scarlet color were placed in the sun to be used as materials for building the temple.

The sacrifices produced in this war were so numerous that even if the rat lords used all their strength to deal with them, they could only eat a small part of them.

So the ambitious Rat Zhan came up with the idea of ​​making a big scene.

A huge pool of blood was first dug out, and numerous corpses were piled up in it, which alarmed Xiaochun.

Xiaochun's transformation has been sluggish recently because of fear. This long-circling stone pillar can no longer make it feel safe. It often twists restlessly, causing the pattern on the pillar to change slightly.

These changes were discovered by some rat priests, recorded, and engraved on a set of stone slabs. This was the first time that the rat people accurately peeled off Xiaochun's patterns from the stone pillars and engraved them, although they were not even aware of Xiaochun's existence.

This set of stone slabs was carefully placed in the temple.

Xiaochun's uneasiness and fear ended with the Rat War sacrifice. In the huge pit that was dug, there were more than a million corpses of various ethnic groups piled up, and Xiaochun could not ignore them.

Shu Zhan was particularly excited during this period. His assets along with the Scarlet Pit were destroyed in the hands of the heretic god. He was penniless and now extremely thirsty for blood mushrooms.

At this time, blood mushrooms were popping out of this rough blood pool rapidly and continuously, which made him very happy.

It’s a pity that this magnificent scene only lasted for three days. After three days, after the last batch of blood mushrooms were picked, no more blood mushrooms appeared.

The food piled up here was no longer fresh, and Xiaochun could no longer eat any of it, so he adopted the same method as before. It was a pity that Xiaochun used his own strength to preserve the huge amount of food piled up here.

But it probably won't come back to eat these things. It has also never gone back to eat a single bite of the huge amount of food piled up in the dark abyss of the Desolate Mountains.

The expectation of a rat war was dashed.

Xiaochun returned to the underground rat city and carefully climbed up the divine pillar. Du Yuan's real body had returned to the divine pillar and was dormant, recovering from the long cracks on his body during his sleep.

Xiaochun, who had eaten too much, felt more at ease, hovering on the sacred pillar in a comfortable position, feeling the familiar breath around him. He felt a little scared and uneasy, but still fell into a deep sleep.

Koharu once again entered a state of transformation.

At this time, Du Yuan in the divine pillar opened his eyes and looked at Xiaochun who was sleeping soundly on the divine pillar, with a little more tenderness in his eyes.

Although this softness was quickly restrained.

The construction of the Rat War Temple was progressing smoothly, and Du Yuan was about to prepare the firewood needed for the gift that was left behind.

The Ratman Kingdom has not lifted the state of total war mobilization, even though the war on this vast grassland has come to an end.

It was just that the situation was more relaxed and not so urgent. There was no need to maintain such a huge war force to deal with those grassland tribes who no longer had the courage. Especially when such force was constantly piling up in the hands of Shu Zhan, but the white rat did not stop.

This war will not be the end, nor will it be enough.

In the Rat Kingdom, no Rat dared to go against the wishes of the White Rats, even though some dissatisfaction had gradually begun to emerge.

The most precious things in the war have been left behind, but the resources gained from the war cannot be easily obtained by the rat cities in the rear due to the long distance.

This caused dissatisfaction.

However, no one dared to show such dissatisfaction. The rat-man priests, or rather, the senior rat-man priests, had never been as weak as they were now.

The death of that ambitious guy not only took away the precious Central Expeditionary Force flag, but also took away most of the senior ratman priests who joined this battlefield.

Only three of the twenty-three senior rat priests who participated in this war survived, and the radical opposition faction among the senior rat priests has completely disappeared in name only.

The remaining senior rat priests who were unable to participate in the war and turned into rat lords were secretly glad. The rat lords on the grassland were especially glad. If it weren't for the heinous blasphemy, most of them would probably have died on that cruel battlefield.

But while feeling fortunate, one cannot help but feel a bit sad. It has only been a short time since they were once prosperous and controlled every aspect of the Rat Kingdom, but now they have ended up in this situation.

The senior rat-man priests were completely weakened, but this sadness did not last long, and soon they joined the fight for the wolf-orc skins and centaur manes with red eyes.

The wolf-orcs' leather was naturally recognized by the entire Ratman Kingdom. Even Rat Zhan couldn't let go of the soft material after processing. Even though he hated these rat-man priests, he still secretly bought some.

Rat Zhan has done a lot of things like this, and he really feels disgusted, but he also has a lot of new and interesting things that the rat priests have come up with.

As for the centaur's mane, the temple guards are still maintaining a reward for the centaur, dead or alive. For this reason, the rat lords have offered a higher price to purchase the corpses of the centaurs from Rat Zhan.

Although Centaurs can also produce leather, their leather is far inferior to that of Wolf Orcs. The only thing that is pleasing to the eye is the thick mane of their tails. It seems meaningless to use more than 500 blood mushrooms to buy the corpses of these Centaurs.

But this group of rat lords started to do just that. Not only that, they also sold the centaur's barely eye-catching tail mane at a staggeringly high price.

They asked for an incredible price of one thousand blood mushrooms for a piece of tail bristle.

What a concept! A complete set of equipment for a ferocious knight is just one thousand blood mushrooms. This rough tail mane is enough to arm a ferocious knight.

The rat lords used the huge bounty for the temple guards as a selling point, and the rat priests, both big and small, the Big Claw Priests, as well as the rat mercenary captains and rat farmers who had only recently joined the wealthy class seemed to be particularly attracted to it.

The White Rats' promotion of the war harmed the interests of senior rat priests but benefited more ordinary rat priests and big claw priests.

He had compensation for the recruitment of young ratmen in the breeding house. The Underground Rat City had never been short of blood mushrooms, and even had a steady supply of blood mushrooms. In other words, the Underground Rat City had too many surplus blood mushrooms.

Coming from the interception of one temple after another, this is a plan made by Du Yuan in order to ensure that the Underground Rat City always maintains its position as the capital as the rat people's territory continues to expand, and to prevent the rat people from becoming branches that overwhelm the main trunk.

It brought huge surplus to the underground rat people and also promoted the continuous expansion of the underground rat city. The underground rat city was already very large and complex, but it was still getting bigger and more complex. But even so, the overabundant blood mushrooms could not be completely consumed and gradually accumulated.

The Rat War's promotion of the war released these difficult-to-consume blood mushrooms, which flowed into the hands of ordinary rat priests and big claw priests.

It created a very strange scene.

The comprehensive mobilization and the desperate promotion of war, which was a pathological and difficult-to-maintain state for ordinary races and kingdoms, was nothing at all for the rat people, and even accelerated the development of the kingdom.

(End of this chapter)