From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 260: The fate of the gods is entrusted to the mortals

During the war, a cemetery was officially built.

There are rows of tombstones without any words on them.

Mountain Dew Cemetery.

The bloodstained soldiers stood here, and the flowers came from the Golden Wheat Field Academy. This should be a solemn thing, but the figures gathered here all looked a bit tired and numb.

Corpses were placed in the tomb one after another.

Endless numbers of ratmen swarmed over again, climbing the towering city walls day and night. The big man in the rat tide became more and more impatient.

The support was very reluctant, and many different voices emerged in the city, but they were all suppressed by the Stargazing Pope.

It’s not that there is no good news.

The Stargazing Pope received another reply letter, and a powerful warlord made a decision and was willing to lend a helping hand to the city.

Yes, warlords. During this period of turmoil, the corrupt empire has almost reached the point where it can barely maintain even its name. The rulers of each province have in fact become independent warlords.

Originally, the former governor of the Golden Province should have taken this step.

It’s just a pity that the arrival of the rat people ruined everything.

The Golden Wheatfield Academy, the prosperous region, the large number of magic knights accumulated in the abundance, and this huge city, all of these are bargaining chips. No wonder, in the midst of the high-spirited atmosphere, the city was also renamed and named Jilang.

It’s a pity that the arrival of the rat people will change everything.

The city was no longer safe. Even though the rune pillars underground firmly suppressed the activities of the ratmen underground and prevented the large number of ratmen outside the city from pouring into the city, there were too many tiny loopholes in the process.

Those tiny loopholes could not prevent scattered ratmen from entering the city.

The black ratmen completed their duties in the darkness. Even though candles were lit and torches were placed in the streets where city residents gathered, the flames drove away all the darkness, but they could no longer stop the surge of ratmen.

A small neighborhood was taken over by ratmen.

All that was left was a crude altar and piles of corpses.

It’s terrifying, but also serves as a declaration.

The city defenders did not show up, nor did the Vatican knights.

They were struggling to deal with the rat army outside the city.

From the beginning to the end, the Ratman side did not put all the chips in their hands on the line. The city in front of them was not worth it. On the Ratman side, there were endless Ratman warriors, veteran Ratman warriors, ferocious knights, and huge catapults. This was all that appeared on the battlefield.

Numbers also mean strength. After failing to respond effectively in the beginning, no matter how much strength we put in, it will be of no help.

These cowardly rats will gather into an endless tide and submerge this magnificent city.

Recently, the conflict between the city's nobles and the Stargazing Pope has intensified.

When faced with this situation, these great nobles did not have much intention of standing together with the city and its residents. Instead, they proposed another solution.

Leave this city.

This is an idea that only circulates among the great nobles and is not realistic. For most people in this city, if they abandon the city and rush into the wilderness, the rats are not fools and they will not give up chasing those who leave. The tall and sturdy city is unable to cope with the attacks of the rats, let alone in the empty wilderness.

Even if some people can escape, I'm afraid this city and most of the people in it will be the last one to escape.

It is not surprising that the Stargazing Pope rejected this proposal. The key to preserving the church and believers lies in this city and the believers in the Stargazing God, not the great nobles.

However, the gradual deterioration of the situation is gradually making the nobles think about the feasibility of this strategy.

The ancestors of these great nobles were once famous heroes and figures in the history of this city, or in the history of this land.

On the outskirts of the golden wheat field occupied by the ratmen, a temple of a great god was erected. Corpses sank and floated in the shaking scarlet pool water. Something new appeared on the main continent, and scarlet began to spread over the golden wheat field.

It comes from the pollution of gods, from that scarlet pool of blood.

If time drags on a little longer, the Youyan people may not be able to take back this land, and the golden wheat waves that symbolize abundance will no longer be able to appear.

But it is also possible that the abundance no longer belongs to humans.

In a very short period of time, the rats built a complex and messy network in the ruins of towns in this golden world.

The arriving rat farmers took over the layout of the human village town.

It is difficult to say whether the rat people are moving towards civilization or rushing recklessly into the wilderness, even though they have actually established a huge empire.

But how can I put it? Although they only have a vague understanding of civilization, they are able to grope for a glimpse of it in the ruins left behind by civilized countries.

Many things belonging to the Ghost-Eye people were dug out from the ruins in large quantities and were used by these lower-level ratmen with half-understanding.

At least the pot was actually used by the rat mercenaries, rat ranchers, and the rat free people.

Something seems to be wrong. Logically speaking, this process is not the first time that the rats have come into contact with such things. It's just that large-scale use and learning have just begun. Not to mention the recent ones, the wild boars are good at cooking.

But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem strange.

The real civilians and real free people in the Ratman Empire only began to appear when the Rat War and the Ratman Priests parted ways, knocked down the towering mountains, and broke into the vast grassland with their armies.

The structure of the Ratman Empire has never been from bottom to top since the tribal era, but from top to bottom. Until now, needs other than gods, sacrifices, beliefs, blood mushrooms, and rights have really begun to emerge.

Because of the gradual expansion of rat-men freemen, rat-men mercenaries, and rat-men ranchers, because of the gradual expansion of these groups.

In the ruins of the village, the curious rats dug out one new thing after another, trying to understand them and also trying to use them.

Picking up the remnants of civilization from the ruins.

Mountain Dew City.

Despite the recruitment and replenishment of troops, the situation did not improve much.

Endless rat warriors roared non-stop under the towering walls, climbing up the towering walls while stacking on top of each other. The defense was very strenuous, relying on rotation to barely support, but even so, the spirits of the defenders on the walls were gradually tense, and they were about to reach their limit.

The Stargazing Pope gradually became more and more tough. He had seen hope for those great nobles. A huge army was about to be sent here, and all he had to do was to hold on.

In the city, the private armies of the great nobles seemed so conspicuous at this time.

In the tough situation, the great nobles gradually formed an alliance, and at the same time, some small tricks were used.

The Blue Wave family, after the intervention of the Stargazing Pope, this once powerful family that ruled the province gradually fell into silence. In name, the master of this city still sat on the throne of the castle in the center of the city. In fact, everyone knew that this was just an excuse, a name, and the youngest son was just a puppet.

The Stargazing Pope was really good to the pure girl. That night, he killed all the young men gathered in the hall without hesitation despite being labeled as cruel. He also specially dispatched a pair of Vatican knights to garrison near the fortress in the center of the city.

All the turmoil in the city seemed to have not affected here.

Under the bright light that the wizard raised to the sky, even the flowers in the flowerbed remained vibrant, beautiful, and swaying.

The pure girl, or now she should be called the lady, was still beautiful, with a trance expression on her face from time to time, and her dress had changed to a simple black color.

A flower that is well protected. This is not a kind of contempt. In fact, it is a kind of luck to be able to be protected so carefully.

She seemed particularly sad. After she came to a trance, her attention was more focused on her young son in the flower garden. This was not surprising because mothers love their children. It is an instinct.

But as the canary in the cage, she has obviously neglected many things recently.

The young boy has changed a lot recently. Although he is not that young, he has become much more mature recently, acting like a superior. This is nothing. After all, if the young boy can grow up smoothly, he will become a big man as long as this city exists and as long as the Pope of Stargazing is still there.

The Stargazing Pope truly regarded the pure girl as his own relative, but this guy who had been working hard for the God of Stargazing all his life was not always able to express his love and care smoothly.

This young boy made a mistake recently. It may not be his decision. After all, what can such a young child understand? He was just guided involuntarily.

The young son felt that he should be the master of this city, and he had some hostility towards the Stargazing Pope for no reason. After all, the Stargazing Pope did not care much about this young son, nor did he care much about whether this place still belonged to the Youlan Jilang family.

This shouldn't have happened, but the lady in the black dress didn't pay much attention to all this. During this period of time, she was often in a trance, and it might be that she also had some resentment deep in her heart.

Complain about that old man who is always serious and distant.

A banquet was held in a magnificent mansion in the center of the bright city, and the Stargazing Pope was invited.

There was a red carpet rolled out at the gate, waiters running back and forth, and the nobles were still dressed in bright and respectable clothes.

The Stargazing Pope, dressed in a purple robe, appeared in front of the gate, escorted by a team of Vatican knights who had obviously just retreated from the battlefield and were covered in blood.

As the situation became increasingly critical, the Vatican knights had no choice but to step out of the city and charge back and forth on the battlefield to relieve the pressure on the defenders on the city walls.

Their arrival suddenly made the sound on the field stagnate. These blood-stained knights were somewhat out of place in such an environment.

The servant at the door was the first to react, and came forward with a smile on his face, but he paused and his body trembled a little after just one glance from the blood-stained Vatican knight.

The Stargazing Pope ignored the guys who stopped in front of the door, and strode forward with a cold face. Behind him, the blood-burning knights of the Vatican followed closely.

He ignored any rules and did not give any face to the guys gathered in the mansion. This was a dangerous signal, indicating that the Astronomical Pope and these great nobles were about to completely fall out.

They have the power to influence the fate of this city, and even the outcome of the battle higher up, above the sky.

Above the sky, in a place that could not be observed by anything, in the scarlet realm, Du Yuan was panting.

He dragged many human demigods into this scarlet arena. It was a stalemate duel, and the situation was gradually changing. These guys had a lot of good things in their hands, and they were not short of resources. Even if Du Yuan took the lead and dragged them into this life-and-death duel by surprise, this caused the gods to stay away, which dealt a heavy blow to the church that these guys left in the small world.

But it is a big problem to completely suppress them, although this is also related to Du Yuan's stubborn choice.

The God of Stargazing was still held tightly by Du Yuan's neck and dragged across the sky. His divine body was not broken, which might allow Him to revive once again in the mortal world.

This is a huge limitation.

Restrictions on Du Yuan.

These demigods took out a bunch of instruments that were emitting glowing light, and their authority and divine power collided with Du Yuan wantonly in this scarlet world.

They seemed to have sensed Du Yuan's thoughts, and after the initial panic, they confronted Du Yuan.

This rigid decision made Du Yuan feel constrained.

It also indirectly handed the decision-making power of this battle to the ordinary creatures in the small world, to the rat people.

Every demigod in this scarlet realm has the power and ability to stir up the world, which can last until they truly ascend to become gods and are excluded from the world.

Demigods, being imperfect, still retain a part of their mortal nature, which gives them the ability to exist in the world.

They are almost the apex of what can exist in a world.

But now, these guys, who were only one step away from becoming true gods, were all bound by Du Yuan in this scarlet realm.

The fights between them, the victories and defeats between them, and even the fate of these demigods, including Du Yuan, all fell on the mortal creatures in that small world.

It fell on the ratmen and the ghost-eyed people.

The body of the Stargazing God who was dragged by Du Yuan was trembling slightly. He was afraid because the vague connection was collapsing, because he realized a serious problem that his believers were abandoning him.

The rats are wreaking havoc in the city of Stormwind. Perhaps because of their long-standing habit, the towering churches become the first targets of attack.

This is where the stargazing god feeling comes from.

Of course, it's more than that.

If the city of Stormwind is breached and the ratmen completely razed the city to the ground, that would be the time when the God of Stargazing would die.

After the death of the God of Stargazing, Du Yuan was able to free up his hands to capture another demigod and wait for his faith to collapse in a stalemate.

This is of course a stupid and inefficient method.

(End of this chapter)