From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 306: The Lucky God-Hating Guy
A grand sacrifice was held.

On the largest island reef.

With no way out, Sheng Qi began to pray to the gods, and the only sacrifices he could offer were the sick rat people.

The ratmen with swollen bellies were piled up on the top of the reef. They didn't wail. In fact, when the symptoms reached this point, they basically didn't even have the strength to shout.

The rats of the Western Fleet, the rats living on the islands and reefs, abandoned the trenches, underground tunnels, and defenses that had just been completed not long ago, and gathered here.

To survive.

When there are no worms wriggling in your body, you will naturally be more fearless and dare to stuff these messy things into your mouth.

The rats have indeed always done this, and there are basically no things they are completely unable to eat.

The habit of trying new foods can sometimes lead to disaster.

What they are experiencing and what is happening now should be able to teach them a good lesson. At least for the rat people in the Western Fleet, this white worm will become a taboo for a long time.

The ratmen whose illnesses were not so serious knelt on the ground, while those who were terminally ill were piled on the altar.

The Great Claw priests were painting the intricate textures used for the priests, and much was prepared in a very short time.

These ratmen, the Western Fleet, these miserable guys have gone to desperate places, they can only pray for blessings from the great gods.

Sheng Qi is indeed a lucky man.

To some extent, what he did was right. After all, even if those big claw priests and rat priests could really find a solution to the plague, he would not be able to hold on.

Only God can save them.

The weak Big Claw priests carved a sacred pillar made of the broken mast of a human sailing warship that drifted to this island belt with the waves, and it was erected high.

This day will probably always be remembered by Sheng Qi. Perhaps this is the only time in his life that he gets a response from the gods. He may also regret that he may have wasted an extremely precious opportunity.

Although what Sheng Qi didn't know was that the one who responded to him that day was not the truly great god.

In the rat people's cognition, there has always been only one great god.

Xiaochun was attracted here. The necessary conditions for calling Him were met here: a natural depression with some bitter and salty sea water accumulated in it that could be used as a blood pool, a sacred pillar, a sacred pillar carved out of a broken mast, and a grand sacrifice.

Sheng Qi could finally stop using the flag in his hand to support his body. His stomach had swelled a little. The long-term habit of taking blood mushrooms was useful. His stronger physical fitness made it difficult for the parasitic worms to reproduce and spread in his body.

Such strange and dangerous worms are not naturally existing things, but come from this demonic tide. Strictly speaking, these worms are a kind of demonized species, a complete magical beast, not the kind of mutation that is difficult to replicate.

In fact, each of these white worms wriggling in the flesh and blood can be counted as a separate magical beast.

The transformation brought about by the demonic tide has not yet blossomed among the numerous wild beasts, but instead has first begun to show its power among insects. Moreover, a parasite that has completed the metamorphosis happened to be encountered by Sheng Qi.

And as a kind of monster, these worms have a strange property, which is delicious.

These are some very tasty parasitic monsters, and a very deadly combination.

This may be the reason why the rats did not hesitate to feast on these long worms before they realized the danger and experienced it themselves.

Who could resist a tasty ball of worms? Not even the rats.

It is difficult to verify where these unfortunate guys got these troublesome worms from. Perhaps it was some unknown island along the way, or maybe these parasitic beasts completed their transformation on the rats. These guys who hang out in dirty areas are always inevitably infected with parasites.

It’s just that often, these parasites don’t cause such huge trouble to the rat people.

until today.

Fortunately, Xiaochun was able to save these poor guys. There is no doubt that Shengshichi is a lucky guy because he offered this grand sacrifice.

Countless sick ratmen, including himself, knelt on the ground and cheered loudly.

Such a sacrifice successfully disgusted Xiaochun. Of course, Xiaochun might not be disgusted by such a scene. The key lies in the sacrifices offered by the rat people.

Those sick ratmen who were terminally ill were not very qualified sacrifices. The ratmen themselves were not very qualified, and these sick ratmen were eaten up by the parasitic beasts on the basis of being unqualified.

At this moment, Xiaochun showed an expression of disgust.

If the flesh and blood furnace is shit mixed with chocolate for Xiaochun, then this pile of diseased rat people piled together is a pile of shit-tasting chocolate.

It is hard to say which of these two situations is better.

But soon, Xiaochun left the area with disgust.

His disgust still led to some special situations, perhaps treating this ritual site as a trash can.

Some resentments, the endless whispers of errors, and the filth produced every day in the Skaven Empire were partially discharged towards this ritual site.

Xiaochun has indeed become more picky about food.

Blood mushrooms gradually began to sprout, but almost all of them were black blood mushrooms that were completely black.

This black blood mushroom is not something you should touch, but it is indeed what Sheng Qi and the Western Fleet need now.

If the ratmen would just go crazy after eating the black blood mushroom, then these parasitic beasts, whose intelligence and mental strength were seriously deficient, would not even go crazy.

The moment of contact will be killed instantly.

In essence, they are swallowing poison together, but the rats are obviously more resistant to it.

Sheng Qi received a revelation from God. He felt that he had received a revelation from God. Looking at the sprouting of the black blood mushrooms, he lowered his head heavily, then raised it high again, shouting almost at the top of his lungs.

"Great God!"

In any case, he survived and was indeed a lucky guy, a lucky rat man.

At this moment, there was a bit of fanaticism in the eyes of Sheng Qi, who was kneeling in front of the altar. He felt that he had been blessed by the gods. He was also a ratman priest, besides being a commander.

It's like I'm making up for my ticket and kneeling down devoutly, but the truth often hurts people.

He did not receive the blessing from the great god. On the contrary, he disgusted one of the subordinate gods of his great god. Although he might not be put on the blacklist directly, it would be difficult for Shengqi to get a response from Xiaochun in the future.

The first guy in the Ratman Empire to be rejected by God.

Sheng Qi received such an honor, but the situation was not that bad.

After all, he survived.

Soon, this horrible epidemic was alleviated. Just take a big sip of the black blood mushrooms stewed in sea water, and congratulations, you will be free from this horrible disease.

Although the situation afterwards may be a little worse.

The dead parasites in the body will probably burst out from behind.

If there are too many parasites in the body, the process may take a very long time. It gushes continuously on this island where rats are crowded with rats.

In a very short period of time, this place became extremely filthy. It was a difficult situation to describe, after all, so many ratmen began to pour out at the same time.

Perhaps it can be described as working hard to improve oneself.

And the problem doesn't just end there: water is polluted and food is still in short supply.

The polluted water sources are not so bad. Even if the water sources are inevitably mixed with a lot of indescribable filth, the rats can drink it happily without too much worry due to their super strong resistance.

But food shortage is a big problem.

The problem was not solved until a large ship arrived.

Sheng Qi's reinforcements have arrived, and his most loyal allies and collaborators, the Great Claw Priests of the Church of the Spirit of Gears, have presented their gifts to their great Western Expeditionary Force commander, Sheng Qi.

The second generation of ratmen warships.

This generation of Ratman warships continued most of the previous design ideas, but became bigger and bigger, almost twice as big as the first generation of Ratman warships.

With a radius of forty-five meters and a height of ten meters, it is so huge that it is even difficult to approach the coast. Only special ports can support the docking of these second-generation rat warships.

Not only that, this second-generation ratman warship is also equipped with a new generation of weapons and cabin partitions.

Lightning cannons were mounted on battleships, and the ship would not sink if any part of it was damaged.

Well, although it's not that reliable if you ask me, the second Rat-Man battleship is definitely not that reliable, but its huge size obviously makes up for it.

Moreover, as the round hull becomes larger in size, its advantages become more and more evident.

Big enough.

This second-generation ratman warship was equipped with twelve lightning cannons.

The previous pain points have not been resolved, the ship is not able to sail faster, and there is no safety.

But it has become bigger, its firepower has become stronger, and its coverage area is also longer.

A weapon for decisive battles at sea.

The second-generation warships that arrived at this island and reef belt brought what the Western fleet currently needed most, food. Their huge size and space finally allowed the warship to have more space for storing dried cave mushrooms.

Sheng Qi has not yet fully recovered from the plague.

The arriving second-generation battleship did not give him enough sense of security and paid close attention to the actions of the human side.

Sheng Qi thought of a solution.

Why did the Western Fleet and he become like this? Because they were attacked by the plague, but this plague does not only attack the rat people.

Rope Seven, who was half squatting weakly, thought about this and decided that he must not let those damn heretics have such an easy life.

His sight fell on the chattering big-clawed priest beside him. The big-clawed priest had survived and almost crawled back to his feet from a dying state, waiting for the appearance of the divine revelation.

As soon as he recovered a little strength, he came in front of Sheng Qi and began to chatter about his so-called terrifying spiral.

Sheng Qi was already extremely fed up with this. If it weren't for the sudden flash of inspiration now, Sheng Qi would probably have been preparing to give this damn guy a not-so-dignified death.

And now, there was a gentle smile on his face. Although he was in a bad condition, it did not affect him from patting the shoulder of the big-clawed priest beside him.

"Of course, I suddenly became interested in that, that."

"Yes, the Terror Spiral, the Terror Spiral, Commander Rope Seven!"

"Yes! It's the Terror Spiral. I'm suddenly a little more interested in it. Maybe I would be willing to sponsor you."

As soon as he said these words, Sheng Qi saw that the eyes of the big-clawed priest in front of him had widened to an unparalleled degree.

The corners of Sheng Qi's mouth curled up slightly again.

"But before I help you, I have something that bothers me."

Not long after, the big-clawed priest appeared in front of a small boat with a dazed expression.

Sheng Qi assigned him a task.

A rather difficult task.

Get close to human settlements and let the island residents experience the pain that these parasitic beasts can cause.

I don’t know if Sheng Qi was already very fed up with him or if Sheng Qi didn’t think he could do it, but Sheng Qi only sent him a small boat and a box containing those parasitic monsters.

That's all.

Such conditions made the Big Claw Priest's expression dull.

Of course, he could choose to retreat, but after retreating, Sheng Qi would have a very suitable reason to deal with him.

But it's better than getting on this small boat and dying.

The situation is clear, and there is no doubt about what to choose.

What was unexpected was that this Big Claw Priest, who had just gotten rid of those parasitic beasts and almost went to see the gods, finally got on the boat.

Pushing the oars hard, the boat left the coast and rowed towards the depths of the ocean.

This is not a wise choice, but who can blame him for his deep love for his own design?

He loves that terrifying spiral, and he will definitely make his terrifying spiral come out!

With such an inexplicable obsession, this annoying big-clawed priest sailed towards the ocean alone.

By the way, he is a guy with a name, Gear, Gear Mouse. This is a name with a very high duplication rate in the Church of the Spirit of Gear. It is an ordinary name. Of course, this Gear Mouse thinks that he is the most talented and genius among those guys with the same name.

Although most of the Big Claw Priests who share the same name as him hold the same idea as him.

But he does need to be braver.

At least if we put the other gear mice here, those guys probably wouldn't dare to get on the boat and sail to the sea to verify their designs.

This is a rare thing among the Big Claw Priests.

So perhaps the name "Gear Mouse" might be more appropriate for him.

Although I don’t know whether he can come back alive, after all, if he is dead, then all this will be meaningless.

(End of this chapter)