From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 242: Distorted Technology Tree

Graystone came to this city, this city that was always mentioned by the ratmen, this sacred city.

Carrying the roll of leather, he was dusty, disheveled and exhausted. Along the way, in the many cities he passed through, many ratmen wanted to join this journey. Some of them waved handfuls of blood mushrooms in their hands, while others were weak and skinny, begging, begging bitterly to the big-clawed priest who was leading the team.

The weak and skinny ones are often the more devout believers of the god, begging hard just to go to that place, that city.

More and more ratmen were born in rat cities, but at the same time, more and more ratmen were moving farther and farther away from there.

The rat people have no epics and do not record history, but they all know about that city. The underground rat city did not continue to decline as everyone imagined, and no rat people had predicted this.

The rat priests did not expect it, Rat Zhan did not expect it, the temple guards did not expect it, and even the white rats did not expect it.

With the emergence of rat cities and more and more breeding houses, the rats gradually began to share the functions that originally belonged to the underground rat cities during their disorderly expansion. However, this did not allow this city, the first city built by the rats, to decline.

On the contrary, it is lifted up, held high, made sacred, made beautiful.

But is it really more different from other ratmen cities?

not at all.

The rat people's city is nothing more than that, messy underground tunnels, or neat underground tunnels, in short, it is a repetitive scene.

They are all those dark and narrow underground tunnels.

But why, why was the underground rat city lifted up high?

Along the way, Graystone witnessed countless ratmen falling and kneeling in the direction of the underground rat city.

In fact, the reason is very simple.

The reason is really simple.

Take Shu Zhan as an example. Even though Shu Zhan is not pious, even though Shu Zhan despises those cowardly priests, even though this guy is so unruly, if one day, he really wants to step onto the highest point and let him choose a place to reach the top, that place will not be any other than the underground Rat City, it must be the temple of gods in the underground Rat City.

This is certain, there is no other reason, it must be the Underground Rat City, because among all the rat cities, only it is sacred, and only it can carry the most supreme imagination.

When the gods were around, the Underground Rat City was just an important city. When the gods gradually faded away, the Underground Rat City suddenly emerged as a sacred and glorious city that carried everything.

Devout and fanatical believers always desire to touch God, even if it is just a self-touching feeling that they are touching God.

The rat people’s beliefs are not pure enough, but they are extreme enough.

This road has become a road of corpses. Countless ratmen have bowed their heads on this road, dying from hunger, weakness, and many other things.

Don’t think that the ratmen have become the overlords of this area, but for the entire ratman group, the individual, scattered ratmen have always been the most humble existence.

A skinny wild dog can kill a lone ratman.

Or perhaps it was the indulgence of those caravans who created the dangers along the way. These big-clawed priests, who served as messengers of God, wantonly manipulated the lives of these devout ratmen.

If this road is not dangerous, if this road is not difficult, then who would use blood mushrooms to buy that precious spot?

The road of faith is full of filth, the faith is full of filth.

Graystone finally arrived at the underground rat city, having walked this thorny pilgrimage road.

In an obscure corner, he witnessed the transaction between the Big Claw Priest and the remaining scaly heretics in the wetlands. The ratmen who fell behind the caravan were dragged into the depths of the swamp in the dark night. He also witnessed that when darkness fell, during the lightless days, the scaly heretics tore up the contract and attacked the caravan while holding high the flags depicting the red heretic pattern.

In the chaos, he drew his sword, and all the commotion subsided. Two hideous heretic corpses appeared in front of him. The big-clawed priest who looked particularly embarrassed in the attack changed the way he looked at him, and offered a large amount of blood mushrooms to buy the heretic's corpse.

Now that he had stepped into this city, he had many thoughts in his mind, but he was too slow to express them.

This great city seemed to be no different, and that sacred temple was so far away. He knelt down and stopped moving. That was the method an old rat man told him.

By kneeling down and praying devoutly in the temple of the great god, one can become a rat priest, a high and mighty rat priest.

But the next day, the old rat man who taught him this method died while kneeling.

The dead old rat man raised his head high, looking so unwilling, so unwilling.

At the same time, not far away, a young rat man burst into almost insane laughter again.

Cheers loudly.

"I am done, I am a priest, I am a priest!"

He was dancing crazily, and the rat man beside him was full of fear and looked humble, as if the two of them were completely different at this moment.

The stunned Huishi just watched all this silently.

At this moment, he seemed to have a lot to say, but he was stunned and couldn't say anything.

He continued to kneel down silently, towards the temple of the great god, towards that great palace.

As the days passed, new rat pilgrims came here and old rat pilgrims died. Some rat people danced madly regardless of whether they succeeded or not, while some rat people died in silence with reluctance.

Huishi held the rolled leather in his hand tighter and tighter. As time passed, he held it tighter and tighter. For the first time, he felt a little hesitant. This stunned guy felt a little hesitant.

Time passed, day by day, he never stood up again, he gradually became weaker and thinner, he became restless and irritable.

He seemed unable to complete the tasks entrusted to him by the hairy rat, and he felt that it was impossible for him to become a ratman priest.

On the seventh day, Graystone stood up, his body shaky.

He left in a daze, he left here in a daze, he still didn't figure it out, there were too many things he didn't figure out.

But he couldn't say it, he couldn't say it.

Holding the leather tightly in his hands, he turned away from these fanatical pilgrims and the distant and unclear temple of the gods.

He looked so lost and confused.

Behind him, another crazy voice sounded.

"I did it! I did it!"

………….

Sheng Qi settled down in a camp, in this new world, he had to start from the beginning. After the Day without Light, he lost his goal, deviated from his route, and could not find the way back.

It was not without gain. We got a blurry sea chart from a human warship.

The human warship with a big hole in its bottom did not escape because of its slowed down speed, and was caught up by the rat people's bathtub warship. After several rounds of crossbow arrows were thrown again, the warship was completely turned into a hornet's nest. The humans on it abandoned the warship, slid their boats, and ran towards other human warships. This human warship was also officially captured by the rat people.

The nautical chart was obtained from this human warship. At this moment, Sheng Qi was staring at the nautical chart in his hand with a frown, standing on a reef on the shore.

Don't underestimate the ratmen, they are quite intelligent, especially those who are capable of becoming generals and priests.

The strange-looking thing in his hand was not difficult to understand, but Sheng Qi was not particularly difficult to understand the symbols on the map. The Ratman Empire, which was seriously unbalanced in science, had not really created writing until this time, which brought a huge burden to the operation of the Ratman Empire.

However, their level of civilization has long reached the point where they can understand the concept of writing.

The Big Claw Priests had long ago begun carving and recording the metal ratios they had discovered on the stone walls. The War Priests would also engrave complex structures on leather, and even a set of standard drawing specifications had been compiled by the Ratmen Priests.

Not only that, business, calendar, mathematics, aesthetics, engineering, and a series of things are developing at a very fast pace, but a strange, very strange situation has occurred. When it comes to the most basic of the basics, namely writing, the rat people are indifferent. Whether it is mobilization or the transmission of messages, they are still in the backward situation of one rat person calling another rat person, and this rat person tells another rat person.

There was clearly only a thin layer of window paper between them, but no rat man actually tried to break it.

On the reef, Sheng Qi understood the nautical chart, climbed up a cliff, and determined his position through a group of islands and reefs.

He nodded with satisfaction, and then nothing else happened. He had no interest in the strange patterns engraved on this line of nautical chart by humans. They were nothing more than some patterns of heretical gods, and they were not beautiful enough, complex enough, or smooth enough.

Using such a divine pattern, it is estimated that the heretic god will not be a powerful guy.

This guy, who had just recovered from being skinny and bony, was even in a bit of a cocky mood.

This arrogant state is possessed by many rat people.

Although this arrogance also caused the rat people to miss out on many things, Sheng Qi would not know that the power contained in these things that he disdained was a powerful force that was enough to change many things.

It is even enough to make the almighty gods bestow blessings.

The precious gift slipped away from him in his arrogance.

Well, maybe this is why the rats never break through this window paper. Many times, they miss out on some changes because of their arrogance.

But for them, this mentality is not surprising. After all, until now, they are the winners. Victory is everything, and they don’t care about anything of the losers.

I don’t know when the cowardly rat people began to develop this mentality, but this attitude is very similar to that of that guy Shuzhan.

As the protagonists of each race, the heroes' actions seem to really affect the future, path, and choices of this race.

On the coast, the Big Claw priests gathered in front of the human warship captured by the ratmen and pointed and talked.

After some appreciation, everyone gave a very unified opinion: it was not beautiful enough, not complex enough, not powerful enough, not as good as their own design, in short, it was nothing.

The big-clawed priests shook their heads in front of the warship. No one knew how these guys who had tinkered with the bathtub warship could have such a nerve.

Even though the development of science and technology has a large number of branches, in the line of battleships, the bathtub battleship is a complete freak, a design that should never be used.

But it was figured out by this group of unreliable guys.

It can be said that most of the torture that Sheng Qi suffered along the way was because of this damn thing that these guys tinkered with.

But what is very helpless is that, at least in marine technology, this group of unreliable guys still have absolute say in the Ratman Empire. In the entire Ratman Empire, only Sheng Qi's Western Expeditionary Force will go to sea.

The technical leaders in the Western Expeditionary Force are just these big-clawed priests who believe in the spirit of ore.

It can be predicted that the style of the rat people's battleships will soar all the way in the style of the bathtub battleships.

It cannot be said to be a good thing, or it is not a good thing at all.

But it should not be reversed for the time being.

………….

The three scales were carefully sent out of the Desolate Mountains.

Sent to the vast grassland, sent to the forged metal road, and finally to the New World, and sent to the hands of Rat Zhan.

This was something that Long Claw offered voluntarily and presented to the White Rat. After regaining his sanity, Long Claw immediately came to the White Rat and lowered his head. He was not as arrogant as Shu Zhan. In other words, even Shu Zhan, that arrogant guy, had to bow his head in front of the White Rat.

These three scales were presented as chips to prove their worth.

He waited anxiously for the response from the white rat. The white rat did not hang him or send him to the altar. His playful eyes fell on the long claws that were tense his body.

Even though the long claws had initially completed the leap, they were still afraid in front of the white rat and their bodies trembled unconsciously. The white rat did not hide his aging, but as he aged, his aura became stronger and stronger, making people feel more and more breathless.

The white rat accepted the chips offered by Long Claws. Long Claws was very smart. He knew who the most prominent troublemaker in the Rat Empire was, so he gave the scales away. There was also a grudge between him and Rat Zhan.

Of the three scales, two are ordinary and one is deep and dark.

Long Claws believed that Shu Zhan would not refuse this gift. This was a real gift, real power. Even if he did not accept it, after White Rat gave these things to him, Shu Zhan would use them, he would definitely use them.

No matter what the situation is, my research will continue, relying on Rat War. In the Ratman Empire, Rat War is the best material and the perfect ladder, no matter what changes these abandoned scales of God will bring to Rat War.

They will all become his steps, because the real seed, the real heart of God is firmly held in his hands, and will only be his.

When returning to the abyss, Long Claw's face was covered with an unconscious hideous smile. Of course, this was not surprising, because he had become a madman.

By the way, in addition to these three scales, Long Claws also gave another thing, the master version of the Skinning Giant Rat, which was also among the things given away. However, compared to these three abandoned scales of God, the master version of the Skinning Giant Rat was nothing.

(End of this chapter)