From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 265, Starry Sky Mushroom

In this grand sacrifice, Shuzhan was not the absolute protagonist.

The rat people gathered together, offered their own sacrifices to the gods, and performed their own small sacrifices in this grand ceremony.

But there is no doubt that the sacrifice given by Rat War is the most eye-catching.

There were heads with different expressions on the platform, magic knights in gorgeous armor were hung high up, slaves were pulled onto the altar one after another, boiling blood filled the blood pool that had just been dug, and precious blue eyes piled up in the center of the square.

In this grand scene, the sacrifice officially began.

With loud shouts, countless ratmen knelt down devoutly and fanatically at this moment.

The great god did not bless him, but no rat man was concerned about this issue at this moment.

The humble fellows felt honored simply to be part of this grand sacrifice.

And Shu Zhan was also enjoying this moment.

Holding the flag high in their hands, they cheered enthusiastically like a tsunami.

………….

There are still many problems facing the Eastern Expeditionary Force, or rather, there are still many problems facing the Rat War.

The rat lords gathered together again and the two sides had a fierce argument.

This time, the quarrel between Rat Zhan and the rat lords was even more intense than the last negotiation, but the unstable magical fluctuations no longer echoed in the tent.

Now it’s time for real negotiation.

In the tent, at this moment, Shu Zhan was banging the table with red eyes.

Loud roar.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Red eyes.

But the negotiations between the two sides soon came to a conclusion.

After losing the help of the Rat Lord, even though the blue eyes were indeed precious, Rat Zhan could not sell even one.

He had no channels, no caravan, and no way to promote these blue eyes.

In fact, in order to make something sell well in the Ratman Empire, quality alone is not enough. The extremely vain Ratman priests, the Big Claw Priests, would rather spend a lot of blood mushrooms to buy a piece of inferior leather than sprinkle the blood mushrooms on another piece of high-quality leather.

Just add a vague name to the inferior leather.

For example, enemies from God and powerful heretics.

As for the ratman mercenary captains, ratman farmers, and workshop owners, they are even more fanatical about those things that are related to gods and sought after by ratman priests.

If this standard is used, these magic eyeballs produced by the Ghost Eye people are simply the best things. After all, the Ghost Eye people are not ordinary heretics.

Such a description seems easy to add, but unfortunately, Shu Zhan has no qualifications in this matter, and the right to interpret faith has never had anything to do with Shu Zhan.

What he said doesn't count at all.

The right to interpret religion is now monopolized by two groups, the rat-men priests and the temple guards.

Coincidentally, Rat War’s relationship with these two groups is quite average. It cannot be said to be very good, but only very bad.

At the end of the argument, Shu Zhan still had the upper hand. This guy became a rogue and was willing to do things that would harm others and benefit himself. He would rather leave the spoils aside and let them rot than let go.

Faced with this situation, the ratman lords gave in, and a new trade route was about to be established, perhaps it could be called the Eyeball Road. After all, the most precious product of the Ghost-Eyed People had been identified, and that was the ghostly blue vertical pupils.

The rat lords offered a high price, probably wanting to give up 60% of the profits to Rat War.

This made them beat their chests and stamp their feet.

A dark blue eyeball starts from the main continent. As long as it is successfully brought back to the vast grassland, the profit will at least increase a hundred times. But this is not the end. In fact, the vast grassland is far from the most prosperous area of ​​the Ratman Empire.

If this blue eyeball continues to move forward and can be brought to the underground rat city, the profit can increase by a thousand times.

This is why the rat lords spend a lot of energy and resources and spare no effort to maintain the caravan exchanges.

And now, Shu Zhan opened his mouth and asked for 60% of the profits from this route.

Both parties are dissatisfied with this result.

Rat War wanted to eat it all, but the Rat Lord was not satisfied with Fengrun's high proportion.

It’s just that both sides were tightly holding each other’s necks.

Such an agreement was initially reached through mutual compromise.

far-reaching.

The fall of the agreement will drive the war to continue, because in addition to faith, the high profits are also the driving force for the war machine to move forward.

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The rats completely occupied the city of Stormwind.

This huge city has not been completely destroyed. Even if one wants to completely destroy such a huge city into ruins just to vent one's anger, it is not easy and it is really a thankless task.

However, the arrival of the rats is not a good thing for this city.

Endless numbers of ratmen replaced humans and became the residents of this city, roaming in every corner of the city.

This city is not simple. As the center of a wealthy human province and a super-giant city with a long history, the things listed in the city alone are a valuable asset.

Not to mention the huge library in the center of the city, nor the human enchanted weapons workshop next to the city wall.

Just the clinics scattered across every block, the bulky magic machines abandoned on the streets and stained with blood, and the strange stone pillars underground that can solidify the earth.

Each of these messy things has great value.

But how should I put it, the rat people once again demonstrated their ability to destroy everything.

The library was set on fire, and countless pieces of knowledge written on paper dissipated into the world with the flames.

It's not just that.

The magic workshop was looted and plundered as soon as the ratmen broke into the city.

Those precious forging hammers engraved with fine magic patterns were snatched away by the young rats. Various forged weapons, half-forged armor, and various spare parts were also snatched away. Large machinery, magic circuits, magic pools, everything became the target of the rats.

They removed the screws of the machine and forcibly tore off the magic circuits embedded in the wall and engraved in the metal. Not only that, these guys even tore down the bricks used to build the magic pool one by one and snatched them all.

Although these are all understandable, after all, those strangely sized mechanical parts and the magic circuits emitting faint light do have a great appeal to the young rat people.

But it is really a waste of resources.

This is a really good thing. The magic pool is the pinnacle of the magic craftsmanship of the Youyan people. It is a small artificial magic core that can automatically absorb magic elements in the air and supply connected equipment and magic structures.

It’s just a restricted world. The magic power in the previous world was too thin. Even if this thing was created early, the magic power it could output was poor.

But the situation is different now.

The tide of magic power continuously poured into this small world.

There are only two such magic pools in the entire Jilang City.

One set was left at the Magic Workshop, and the other set was left at the Golden Wheat Field Academy.

The Golden Wheatfield Academy was not looted by the ratmen immediately. As a legitimate magic academy, the various magic traps and defensive measures were obviously not just for show.

But it didn't last long.

While the rats were testing them, a Big Claw Priest drove the huge catapult over. After continuous bombardment, a hole was soon opened in the academy wall.

This time, the looting of the Golden Wheatfield Academy involved the participation of the Big Claw Priests. These guys were much more knowledgeable than the young ratmen and ratmen warriors. However, the magic pool buried underground in the center of the academy could not escape the fate of being torn into pieces by bricks.

The dismantling process this time was not smooth, but the bricks used to construct the magic pool were quite attractive to the rat people.

The silvery-white material is engraved with complex patterns, and you can't take your eyes away at first sight.

During the dismantling process, something seemed to be intensified.

The magic power gathered in the magic pool is rapidly becoming violent, and a young ratman is now savagely dismantling the components of the magic pool.

intensified this process.

Violent magic power spread out, covering the area.

At this moment, the young rat man finally dismantled a silver block engraved with complex patterns. Before he could make the next move, the pervasive violent magic power overwhelmed him.

Soon, a ratman statue made of turbid crystals appeared underground in the center of the Golden Wheat Field Academy.

The Big Claw Priest ignored the violently dismantled magic pool. He had just come in through the hole in the wall when he was attracted by the semi-finished golem displayed in the corner of the academy, which exposed its internal structure. The densely packed gears meshed together, and it was very eye-catching at first glance.

Faced with such a complex mechanical structure, the Big Claw Priest developed his good habits and started working on it right away, disassembling gears and twisting joints.

However, this set of magical equipment tinkered by the Ghost-Eye people was really incompatible with the traditions and routes of the rat people. It was too delicate and complicated. Faced with the large and small gears, the Big Claw Priest was soon dumbfounded. He could dismantle it, but could not put it back together.

Not long after, an angry guy kicked the gears piled on the ground hard, but flesh and blood obviously could not collide with metal, and he let out a painful whine.

Soon, a limping guy lit the fire with gritted teeth.

The flame was lit at Golden Wheat Academy.

The ratmen have never been that respectful of the knowledge and creations of heretics. Perhaps it is because these constructs, golems, and these pools of magic power that have been freed from restrictions have not actually entered the battlefield to teach these arrogant guys a severe lesson.

It wasn't just these things that were destroyed.

The Golden Wheatfield Academy has never been good at the research and development of various war machines, constructs, and magic technologies.

Agriculture is what they are good at.

A group of young ratmen rushed into a constant temperature greenhouse.

Stars of light appeared before their eyes, attracting the attention of this team of ratmen. The protection measures outside this greenhouse were surprisingly good, and it was able to continue operating even after problems occurred in the magic power pool.

This group of rats took a lot of effort to break in, but what they saw seemed somewhat mediocre.

A cluster of mushrooms, a cluster of mushrooms growing on rotten wood. There is nothing else in this greenhouse but these densely growing mushrooms. If you look closely, you will find that the most eye-catching part of these mushrooms are the glowing spots on the caps.

These mushrooms worked together to light up the entire greenhouse.

But mushrooms are far from being a rare thing for the rat people, even glowing mushrooms.

The leading rat man picked up a glowing mushroom and stuffed it into his mouth without thinking.

It was not poisonous, but the ratman who tasted the glowing mushroom showed an expression of disgust on his face and suddenly spat out the mushroom in his mouth.

This damn thing reminded him of those dried cave mushrooms, disgusting things that he definitely wouldn't want to eat a second time.

The rough claws kept stroking the tongue. In this moment of abundance, even the appetites of the lower-level ratmen were gradually spoiled. Except for the slave rats, there were basically no ratmen who would eat the dry and tough cave mushrooms produced by the big-clawed priests.

But this abundance does not last long. It is a momentary abundance and is about to end.

The wizard who cultivated these glowing mushrooms noticed this, and also noticed the darkness that lingered for a long time.

If the darkness continues, then the problem may be serious. Obviously, the wheat, barley and rye that the Dark Eye people rely on are not the kind of crops that can thrive in the dark.

This is a very capable wizard.

The problem was noticed and responded to within a very short time.

These mushrooms were his solution.

It has to be said that even though this huge human empire is corrupt, it still has many geniuses.

As soon as the sky darkened, some people began to worry.

Although the leader of the ratmen who broke into the greenhouse was not satisfied with the mushroom in his hand, the spotted mushroom did not escape even after it fell to the ground and was chopped several times.

The rats left cursing.

I don't know whether the wizard who cultivated this mushroom survived in the end. He was really unlucky. The rats came to kill him and this huge city was captured. The mushrooms he carefully cultivated to fight against the darkness were also trampled by these guys at will.

Where the mushrooms grew, there was a sign scattered on the ground with a name engraved on it: Starry Sky Mushroom.

The ratmen team that left the greenhouse were hit head-on by the terrifying heat wave that came from the flames that filled the Golden Wheat Field Academy.

The fire-fighting measures arranged by the academy became ineffective after the magic pool got out of control.

The flames spread wildly, and the rats wandering around the academy began to flee in panic as the flames spread. The instigator of all this was a limping big-clawed priest.

After doing all this, he seemed to have a little regret, his arms were still waving, and he was still thinking and recalling the structure he had just seen, but now it was obvious that there was no chance to observe it again.

These guys are still as rude and barbaric as ever.

A horrific explosion occurred in the center of the Golden Wheat Field Academy, and the out-of-control magic pool eventually led to the simplest and most direct result.

With a bang, everything nearby was blown up into the sky.

The Golden Wheat Field Academy was half destroyed by the explosion, and all kinds of messy and precious things inside were blown up into the sky.

The rats are still as rude, barbaric, arrogant and wasteful as before.

This is such a waste.

I don’t know who I learned it from.

(End of this chapter)