From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 295: The End of the Madman Looking Up at the Sky (Part )

There are always ants who keep looking up, trying to peek into greatness, but the process of peek into greatness is not always so smooth, or in other words, in most cases they are faced with tragedy again and again.

Xiaochun ended his slumber and has officially become a demigod. His most essential background is pure life, but he is different from most life gods.

Xiaochun's power is purer and more original.

It is not the various branches and appearances that can refer to life, healing, growth, forests, reproduction, health, not these superficial appearances, but something more original, which is life itself, whether good or bad.

This most essential concept was born thanks to the almost terrifying life carrier offered by the rat people.

It is a concept extracted from countless piles of corpses, so naturally there will not be too obvious emphasis. For example, the gods of life on the nature side, they are extremely concerned about the appearance of life, which is called the appearance of nature.

But Xiaochun's life obviously doesn't require so many requirements.

Deformed, twisted, wildly growing, upward, natural, all these messy things can represent life in His heart.

To be alive is to live, and there is no other requirement besides this.

The land of flesh and blood that instinctively spreads in the dark abyss of the underground rat city is a continuation of this concept.

It is hard to say who is right or wrong between Xiaochun and the natural gods, but Xiaochun's ideas are obviously more in line with this twisted Ratman Empire.

It cannot be said that Koharu created this twisted country. Koharu has never really interfered with the rat people.

He did not have deep feelings for these noisy guys, only a faint one, as if he was treating a rice bowl with unlimited refills.

Well, Xiaochun, who is transforming into a demigod, does not have that much wisdom and inspiration, but he is indeed a little depressed recently. He has already noticed it, or he is just feeling sad on his own.

To the adult who raised Him from a spring breeze to a demigod with an unlimited renewal rice bowl.

Well, maybe that's the word to describe it.

Somewhat frustrated, after officially acquiring the authority of the Craftsman's Heart, Xiaochun initially gained the authority to play with souls. This was a very precious authority, but it meant little to Xiaochun.

As a demigod who doesn't need to make any effort to cling to the divine pillar and eats all-you-can-eat at the buffet, he has never been hungry.

He was not interested in the power represented by this authority, and nothing could shake His mind of eating a buffet on the Pillar of God.

But that doesn’t mean there are no benefits.

He gained the ability to access the soul's memory, and this ability enabled Xiaochun's still somewhat ignorant wisdom to make great progress.

But recently He discovered that many things were different from what He saw in that soul.

She had always thought of herself as a daughter. After all, in the images she saw in the memories of those souls, she felt that she was the daughter of that adult.

After all, that adult had never shown any restraint in providing him with support.

Just like the father described in each soul, tall, indifferent, and providing.

That day, Xiaochun mustered up her courage, that terrible day, but the adult gave her a cold response.

Xiaochun felt confused and frightened.

At the same time, it was not just these questions that confused Him.

He began to think. Some issues concerned him a lot, starting from the beginning of his transformation into a demigod.

Among the questions that puzzled and confused him, those about Du Yuan occupied a large part. It was not surprising, as Du Yuan's figure indeed occupied a huge share in Xiaochun's not-quite-long life.

The creature enlightened by Du Yuan finally began to think about the relationship between himself and Du Yuan. Well, Du Yuan did not do well in this regard.

This guy is always so decisive, fearless, domineering and cruel when fighting with gods, which makes people fear and respect him. However, he seems a little at a loss when facing more complicated problems.

Xiaochun is too special and too important to Du Yuan. It is impossible for him to let go. The only question is how the two of them should get along with each other.

Du Yuan didn't know either. This was a long-pending issue. The silent old father might be a little close to such a role.

However, practical considerations made him inevitably do things that went against his conscience. Xiaochun was too important to him, and he had to hold on to her tightly.

That engraving deepened the connection between the two, but it also made the problem more difficult.

Not knowing how to deal with it, Du Yuan chose to avoid it, just like it had always been, as if he had always been so high and mighty, indifferent and unmoved.

Even when he looked so good, this guy still sighed.

Awkward guy.

However, Du Yuan's avoidance alone was obviously not enough to stop Xiaochun from thinking about this relationship, especially since Xiaochun's wisdom had been greatly enhanced and his thinking had become more active after he obtained the power of the soul.

The little guy looked a little sad.

This is a very normal situation that comes from the gift and curse of wisdom.

This problem is not easy to solve.

After all, Xiaochun is not a truly naive and cute little guy.

It’s hard to say whether it’s due to the environment.

But it is true that Xiaochun has never interfered with the rat people, but he has also never opposed the rat people's rush on this road. Even though this little guy has recently become addicted to watching movies in a pile of crazy souls, his essence is still a flower that takes root and blooms among countless corpses.

Yes, Xiaochun blossomed. On the day when He truly became a demigod, a beautiful flower appeared on the wriggling vine, a light pink flower that had not yet fully bloomed but still could not conceal its beauty.

This can be seen from His concept of authority.

It is neither kind nor evil, but life itself, a natural god who is somewhat confused and at a high level.

It will probably take a long time to get an answer to my thoughts on the relationship with Du Yuan.

During this time, His attention was drawn to something else, a beating heart, a piece of candy tainted with filth.

It is similar to the situation facing the Craftsman's Heart. In fact, this candy is indeed related to the Craftsman's Heart.

There is not much power contained in it, but Xiaochun can't resist his greed.

To some extent, Long Claws' achievements were remarkable, and they were recognized by Xiaochun. He really had plundered some high-level elements from the beating heart of the craftsman, and slowly cultivated these elements with his own methods.

But he was not so lucky.

He was being watched, because that Heart of God was being watched by a god.

Of course, Xiaochun didn't do anything extreme. She just watched the God's Heart floating in the transparent column with a little confusion.

It was hard to say whether being watched by the gods was a good thing. Even if he was not noticed, Xiaochun did nothing, but Longclaw got the chance. Xiaochun's existence itself was something that could only be encountered but not sought after, especially since the things he manipulated were so inseparable from Xiaochun.

Everything is becoming clearer, both experimental and aberrational.

It seemed as if something was helping him filter the answers, and it wasn't a false feeling.

Xiaochun, who had just gained some wisdom, instinctively used the feeling that was beating in her mind. She experimented with growing claws, and everything she did seemed so naked in her eyes. Of course, Xiaochun knew the answer.

With just one glance, He could tell whether what Long Claws was tinkering with would be successful.

This is an instinct.

When it acts on the long claws and on this area, it becomes a miraculous revelation.

He had just started to do it, but the answer was already there, the gods knew it, and all the results were determined.

This is not only a gift, a favor, but also a sign that Long Claws has a chance to succeed. In fact, Xiaochun's appearance here is announcing that possibility.

But Long Claws’ condition has been becoming increasingly abnormal recently.

His eyes were bloodshot and his body was completely twisted. He could no longer leave this deep abyss.

It looks like a dragon, but it is a twisted dragon with two pairs of wings and a pair of tentacles, but its head is still that of a ratman.

In fact, Long Claws' judgment was not wrong. He really didn't have much time after everything was over.

The distortion in him was no longer easy to suppress, and it became more and more different every day. But at least he should have found the last piece of the puzzle, or the possible last piece of the puzzle.

Like a wild beast digging in the squirming flesh, dark blue bones piled up in front of him.

No one told him that the price of choosing this path would be so terrible.

But he still had a chance. He didn't have it originally, but he was almost there. It was Xiaochun's appearance that gave him such an opportunity. His decisive decision gave him a chance.

He didn't quite understand this dark blue skeleton and the strange energy. It didn't matter whether he knew what it was or not.

The dark blue bones were melted into the steel, and the resulting chains penetrated the flesh and blood, entangled in every part of the body.

Like a broken basket, it used crude methods to introduce an unimaginable amount of soul power into this body that was constantly twisting in deformation.

There is nothing wrong with the idea. After all, life and wisdom are not two insulators that will never intersect with each other.

But this was not without cost. Unspeakable pain broke out, and life and soul entered a state of explosion at the same time.

The long-clawed soul came into contact with this indescribably twisted body.

But how should I put it, this twisted connection brought about an equally distorted sense, and Long Claw is not a dragon.

You can feel yourself changing, the growth of flesh and blood, the displacement of scales, the growth of wings, you can sense everything.

And it's not just that.

The overly powerful soul power gave rise to some sounds that shouldn't appear.

"I feel like I can't stay here forever. Why do I have to hide in this wriggling flesh and blood? And I have to connect to that damn sac. Can't I have my own life?"

The clawed intestine uttered this accusation.

"Get out, you despicable guy! Get out now! Don't even think about stealing my food! It's all mine! It's all mine!"

This is the stomach with long claws. The stomach with long claws does not seem to be that healthy. The possessiveness is too strong, which may have a certain impact on the health of the body.

This is what Long Claws is experiencing at this moment, and many different sounds are appearing in his body.

Eyes that are afraid of light, a butt that wants to eat, feet that feel persecuted, hands with obsessive-compulsive disorder, intestines that want to look everywhere, a stingy stomach, and noisy sounds echo in the mind day and night, and cannot be avoided.

This caused Longclaw unspeakable pain.

Loud roar.

"Stop arguing!"

It was just obvious that every part of Longclaw's body seemed to want to ignore him.

A new voice joined in the chaotic argument.

An arrogant tail. Well, the tail with long claws is also beginning to make its own sound. It is an arrogant tail.

Or maybe it has something to do with Long Claws' meticulous care of the tail.

After all, the most important thing on a rat man, besides his claws, is his tail. As a big-clawed priest, his long-clawed claws obviously cannot be displayed, but his tail is well maintained.

This creates a snooty tail.

Okay, it's a weird feeling.

In short, this arrogant tail became the last straw that broke the camel's back for Long Claws.

It struggled painfully on the ground. All the instruments and experimental subjects that it once treasured were destroyed in the painful struggle and were easily destroyed by its long claws.

Well, Long Claw’s destructive power is indeed a bit shocking now. He is already a dragon, a rat dragon, a dragon rat, maybe both.

He rolled around madly, yelling, and banging his head against the ground.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!
Stop arguing, stop arguing!
I beg you to stop arguing!"

Long Claws almost shouted in despair. Well, maybe he was not fully prepared for what he might encounter on this road, or maybe those chaotic noises were really driving him crazy.

Of course, he knew very well that his body did not really speak, whether it was his arms, tail, stomach, intestines, or more, it was all an illusion, and his soul was truly beginning to control this even body.

But he gradually lost control of his own soul.

The noisy quarrel stopped the moment Long Claw collapsed, but of course, that was not the end.

Sharp laughter, unpleasant laughter, and multiple mixed laughter replaced the quarrel.

Instead, a more deceptive discourse was used.

"If you can't stand it, you can be ours!"

(End of this chapter)