From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 332: Ascending to the Throne

On this day, Du Yuan ascended to the throne of god.

This not-so-grand sacrifice finally began.

It was brought forward a little, perhaps because the old high priest was no longer able to resist the passing of life, or perhaps because the devout believer did not want to be unable to even stand on that day and look so miserable.

Time, time, is the most ruthless.

But what is valuable is to be able to face death calmly.

One by one, the ratmen gathered in this small temple, and Sheng Qi finally caught up and stood outside the temple.

There are rat lords, rat guys who preside over many affairs of the underground rat city, rat priests and big claw priests sent by the parliament who are loyal to the white rats.

The temple guards stood solemnly in this sacred hall.

There are sacrificial ceremonies taking place in this sacred temple every day, and today is no exception. A ceremony, a ceremony that is not grand, but it particularly attracts attention.

A staggering figure stepped into this sacred hall, step by step.

Under the gaze of all the ratmen on the field.

One step at a time, just like he had walked this path countless times before, and finally, he stood before the altar of the god.

He raised his arms high, with some difficulty, but the enthusiasm on his face remained and he shouted loudly.

Singing the greatness of God.

"Great God, Great God!"

He knelt down without any reservation, crawling in front of the altar that had been stained red with blood, and kneeling in front of the ancient sacred pillar engraved with intricate patterns.

"Great God!"

White Rat has done many things in his life, but he is not qualified as a ruler. The twisted ratman kingdom was almost created by him alone.

But he also almost single-handedly pulled the rat people from the barbaric tribal era to the Rat Kingdom and then to the Rat Empire.

As a religious leader, he is not perfect.

He is also ambitious, fearful of God's dissatisfaction, and jealous of other rat people who have received God's blessings.

However, it was also he who started with only two or three believers and built up such a huge religious country, and finally, he placed his own great god on the throne.

In many ways, white mice are not perfect, but one thing is beyond doubt.

His piety.

His piety never changed.

At the last moment, the White Rat raised his head. Once upon a time, when he was young and prayed for the first time in front of this stone pillar covered with intricate patterns, he was also so fanatical.

He shouted loudly, desperately, and his old, cloudy eyes seemed to ignite flames at this moment.

"Great God!"

He died like this, giving everything he had to Du Yuan.

Just like that, he died, Du Yuan's most devout believer.

The high priest who ruled the rat people for almost an entire era died just like that.

Just died like that.

The ascension ceremony began.

An incomparable and vast light rises from this small palace.

Du Yuan is lucky to have a believer like Bai Shu.

His long-standing entanglement with the gods of humanity was finally coming to an end.

He has a good believer. Even though he has not received any gifts for a long time, almost all the shouts and whispers in this twisted kingdom belong to him.

Until this moment, until this moment.

Everything is ready.

The sacred kingdom, Du Yuan’s kingdom of God began to manifest in this boundless faith.

This is Du Yuan’s throne.

Everything went smoothly and was noticed by other qualified guys in the world.

The winner has been decided, there is no need to struggle anymore.

After the astonishment came endless panic.

A group of demigods can fight against a powerful demigod, but no matter how many demigods there are, they cannot fight against a true god.

A feeling of despair arose spontaneously.

Panic, despair, and dullness, of course, these all belong to the losers.

The scarlet realm is collapsing because of the call from the kingdom of God that is gradually rising to the sky due to the world's rejection. Even Du Yuan cannot resist the call of his own kingdom of God.

The kingdom of God rose into the sky and left this small world.

Du Yuan finally escaped from this long and bloody battle. He saw what happened and he saw the white rat kneeling in the temple.

Feeling the pull of the Kingdom of God from the World, Du Yuan paused for a moment. Perhaps it was because he was too embarrassed now, with his body in tatters, almost completely turned into a ball of mottled flames, or perhaps he was looking for something.

Found it, a hazy spirituality came into Du Yuan's hands.

The hazy spirituality that remains in the craftsman's heart.

It can ensure the long-term survival of a soul.

Ignoring the human gods that were collapsing in front of him, Du Yuan took steps toward the sky.

The boundary of the world was crossed with one step, and a world that gradually took shape appeared in front of Du Yuan.

The scarlet color, death, war, fighting, desire, all of these things are materialized and become a kind of materialized landscape in this world.

The dark red earth, countless broken weapons, the sky made of mottled flames, and the throne made of piles of bones. Countless skeletons of various kinds seemed to be still alive, struggling on this throne.

This is an extremely empty and dead world.

Extremely depressing.

Du Yuan couldn't help but struggle. In just a moment, Du Yuan appeared on the skeleton throne.

The world finally welcomed its own master.

At this moment, an endlessly horrifying scene appeared. The dark red earth began to ooze blood, the broken weapons were stained with rust, the sky transformed from mottled flames rolled, and the throne, the countless skeletons on this skeleton throne seemed to come alive and began to struggle and climb constantly, wanting to get off the throne, but they couldn't, no matter what they did, they couldn't. They began to wail, to wail in despair, an endless wailing, noisy and horrifying.

Du Yuan was pulled by this world and his own kingdom of God to sit on the throne of piled bones. His transition to becoming a god began. Everything was expanding, strength, status, authority, everything.

It was a wonderful feeling, as if he could control everything, but Du Yuan did not indulge in it.

His sight fell on a figure in the distance.

With sparse hair, hunched waist and staggering steps, he stepped across the empty dark red land step by step.

Everything has a price, everything has a price.

So what is the price Du Yuan paid for his journey to become the evil god?

A seemingly insignificant price.

Du Yuan's kingdom of God, Du Yuan's path, cannot even tolerate the existence of a fellow traveler.

In other words, Du Yuan's deal with the rat people still brought him a price.

Most ratmen believe in their own desires, don't they? They crave status, power, survival, food, blood mushrooms, and gifts.

They believe in their own desires and greed.

It just so happens that all of this can be pointed to Du Yuan.

The kingdom of God was born because of the fire of desire of the rat people and turned into Du Yuan's throne.

The old white rat, Du Yuan's most devout believer, walked towards Du Yuan on the throne step by step, staggering, devout, and fanatical. Mottled flames appeared on his body out of thin air, burning his soul, but he was indifferent to it, and walked step by step to Du Yuan.

Crawling down towards Du Yuan.

At this moment, Du Yuan wanted to stand up from the throne and be pulled by this newborn country, but Du Yuan broke free from such restraints without hesitation.

Stand up.

The shattered body of the god was mostly restored during this ceremony, but there were still some faint cracks.

Step by step, Du Yuan came to the white rat.

He came to the rat man who was bending down and crawling in front of him.

The white mouse raised its head at this moment.

Countless times before, he had wanted to truly meet his god, until now.

Excitement, enthusiasm, and perhaps more.

But Du Yuan was speechless at this moment. Well, he didn't know what to say as a god at this moment.

But the white rat seemed satisfied and knelt heavily in front of Du Yuan.

The ceremony had reached its final stage, and the white rat ended the ceremony by kneeling down.

This is a very strange promotion.

No matter from which aspect.

But the final result was correct, Du Yuan was promoted to a god at this moment.

But Du Yuan still couldn't escape the price.

Maybe in many aspects.

The rat people still do not have an accurate doctrine for their belief in Du Yuan, or rather, their most ardent desire is the driving force that drives them to offer their faith.

To this day, there is no accurate description of a very common occurrence.

After death, one will ascend to the kingdom of the great gods.

This is a very incredible thing, but it is true. The rats do not think that they will come to Du Yuan’s kingdom of God after their death.

And no ratman was expecting this to happen.

This is true for both those dazzling ratmen heroes and those humble ordinary ratmen.

Shu Zhan had no expectation of what he would do after his death. Throughout his life, he held his head high in pride and committed brutal killings.

Long Claws had no expectation of what he would do after his death. Throughout his life, he had been obsessively pursuing power.

But these are not the main reasons leading to that consequence.

Even if they do not look forward to the possible existence of the kingdom of God, but as a god, if Du Yuan is a normal god, then he will be able to pull the souls of these guys back to his own kingdom of God.

Unfortunately, Du Yuan is not normal.

In other words, Du Yuan’s kingdom of God is not normal.

The kingdom of God, which is composed of the fire of desire, will not bring peace. This hot and chaotic flame will only bring endless pain.

At this moment, Du Yuan's path was no longer the same as the road that many gods walked on, and there was a deviation.

The white rat seemed to have fulfilled its wish, and its true spirit began to slowly dissipate.

Kneeling in front of Du Yuan, in the end, Du Yuan did not take out the misty spirituality in his hand.

Even if you try to keep them, it won't bring you peace.

The last bit of the white rat's true spirit dissipated in front of Du Yuan, leaving nothing behind. Du Yuan witnessed this scene.

"Hey."

A sigh echoed in this empty world.

He returned to the horrible skeleton throne and sat down. All he saw was desolation and silence, the blood-red earth, the sky made of flames, rows of rusted weapons, a skeleton throne that never stopped wailing, and a god sitting on the skeleton throne.

Leaving the souls of believers and those chaotic guys behind and inflicting eternal torture on them can bring Du Yuan even more powerful power.

Turn this blood-red world into complete hell, and witness yourself climbing upwards amid wailing.

This is definitely something that other evil gods cannot refuse.

But Du Yuan finally chose to let go.

This was not a wise choice, but it was Du Yuan's choice.

Perhaps as time goes on, Du Yuan will be able to experience it more deeply and learn to get used to being a lonely god.

A lonely fellow leaning on this throne of bones.

………….

In the desolate mountains, in the underground rat city, in the original palace.

The rat people present were all waiting for something. They did not notice the vast light because it was not something that ordinary beings could see.

Waiting for something more obvious, something more representative.

God’s gift, will God’s gift fall?

These overly pragmatic guys are really too realistic. Or perhaps these ratmen priests understand what their high priest is expecting.

Of course, it’s not just the white rats who are looking forward to the god’s response; they are no exception. The great god hasn’t shown any miracles for a long time.

No wailing, no crying, no immediate chaos.

These guys don't seem to know what to do.

Just standing there, waiting quietly.

It's like it's stuck.

Will there be a blessing? It has been a long time since a miracle was performed. Will the gods who are increasingly high above us send down a blessing?

Will do.

Du Yuan spent some time preparing for this blessing, and crystals of various colors fell from the sky one after another.

At the same time, the connections between the priests and their gods in every church in the human empire were severed.

The goddess of joy, the god of light, money and trade, the forest..., the fate of these messy guys had already been determined when Du Yuan ascended to the throne of god, without any struggle.

It just takes a little more effort.

All fell.

At this point, Du Yuan completed his control over this small world.

This is really not an easy thing to do.

But now Du Yuan did not seem very excited.

A figure appeared in the sky above the desolate mountains, a hazy and illusory shadow.

After truly ascending to the throne of god, Du Yuan's true body was completely blocked from the material world.

Crystals of various colors shattered in the sky above the desolate mountains and fell down as various blessings.

This is the blessing given by Du Yuan.

In the future, such blessings will fall less and less frequently.

Du Yuan didn't agree with this.

The world resists every true god.