From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 335: Du Yuan's Path Deviates

Chapter 335: Du Yuan's Path Deviates

Sitting in the center of the vast kingdom of God, feeling the power constantly rising.

Unless you become a true god, you will never know the power contained in this word.

The transformation has not yet been completely completed, but Du Yuan can vaguely confirm one thing: when the power that is continuously fed back from the kingdom of God is completely absorbed by him, he will be able to easily tear apart the small world beneath him.

Although the approach taken may be a bit tricky.

It is not that difficult to destroy a small world that is not solid enough. Just break a corner of the crystal wall, tear open a weak space, and let a part of this fragile egg officially come into contact with the ever-surging sea of ​​chaos.

Then a disaster is about to befall. The worlds, big and small, suspended in the sea of ​​chaos are really fragile and precious things. It is no wonder that some worlds that have awakened the will of the world, the first thing they do is to expel the overly powerful creatures in the world and the gods that are circling around the world like flies.

The power in Du Yuan's hands is far more powerful than that of an ordinary god who has just ascended to the throne.

Du Yuan, who had just ascended to the throne, already had power comparable to that of a god of medium power. No, his power was even greater than that of a god of medium power.

This is not a normal situation.

Only those earth-shaking figures, those guys who are famous in history, can achieve such a level.

His path deviated and became different from the normal belief in gods.

But it doesn't seem strange. The kingdom of a normal god would not be as empty and bad as Du Yuan's.

The differences arise from the composition of power.

After sitting on the throne, Du Yuan suddenly realized that his power did not come entirely from faith.

Resentment, desire, curse, these things are actually not uncommon to Du Yuan. Ever since he accepted the first blood sacrifice, these things have been entangled around Du Yuan.

Exists as a kind of pollution and impurity.

Only now, these have also become part of Du Yuan's power.

There are evil gods who utilize these powers, and there are even many of them. However, Du Yuan's situation is different from theirs. Even if these evil gods are entangled with a lot of resentment, there is one thing that will not change.

They are using their authority and their priesthood to drive these forces, drive the resentment born out of killing and conspiracy, drive the resentment left behind by countless dead lives, and drive those chaotic desires.

Although they are evil and disorderly gods, they are also beings that believe in God, and their foundation is still the devout faith offered by countless mortals.

But things went wrong with Du Yuan.

Du Yuan was not using his authority to control these messy things, but these things became part of Du Yuan's source of power.

The resentment of all living beings, the curses dropped in the wailing, the mottled and messy desires, these impurities coming from countless mortal objects, were eager to entangle Du Yuan, and were considered pollution in the conventional sense.

These things that Du Yuan was very familiar with inexplicably became part of Du Yuan's power.

In other words, these forces contributed a huge part to Du Yuan's ever-increasing divine power.

This makes Du Yuan look more like an evil god, even more evil than those gods of faith who plunge into chaos and wield evil power.

The resentment of all living beings, the hatred towards him, the entangled and mottled desires, as long as you call his name, whether you pray, curse, or blaspheme, as long as you have a relationship with him, whether you love or hate him, everything will belong to Du Yuan.

It is hard to say what caused Du Yuan's painting style to be distorted again.

Like a black hole that swallows everything.

Perhaps it was because he had been associated with these mottled things for a long time, or perhaps it was because from the moment he set foot on the path to becoming a god and descended into this world, he had attracted endless hatred and curses, or perhaps it was because his beliefs were confused with those mottled desires from the very beginning.

Du Yuan's entire body was indeed soaked in filthy scarlet.

It's not just the races that were destroyed at the hands of the rat people, those creatures, those gods, they all hate Du Yuan.

The same goes for the rat people.

In this vast country, among the countless rat people, there are quite a few who hate Du Yuan.

I hate that the great God does not favor me, and I hate that my piety is not responded to.

There are various other reasons.

Of course, Du Yuan had already made preparations and was ready to face all of this.

Although the current situation is still a bit unexpected.

Just how to say it.

In the scarlet sky, an indescribable scarlet god was nurtured.

Of course, this is not possible yet.

In Du Yuan's power structure, the power of faith still occupies the vast majority.

Du Yuan is still considered a believer in God.

But the difference has already appeared. It is obvious that the path he is taking and the path taken by those who believe in gods are somewhat different, and differences have appeared.

During this period of time, Du Yuan has been thinking about whether such disagreement is a good thing or a bad thing for him.

If a reversal is to be made, now is the best time. The divergence of the road has not yet reached that serious level. It is still unknown what outcome his path will lead to if he continues to follow this path and accept those messy things.

It took a while for Du Yuan to come up with an answer.

Perhaps he had to accept the increasingly long time span after becoming a god.

Du Yuan sitting on the throne.

At least for now, we still need to think about it. ………….

In the tide of chaos.

Unconsciously, those mottled colorful balls have taken deep root in this small world.

Mottled colorful lines climb, connect, and entangle freely on the crystal wall of the small world.

During this period of time, the colorful ball of thread became more active, and the roots entangled in the small world also danced wildly with this joy.

It was a very strange scene.

There is naturally a reason for such joy.

It's not just because it's getting closer and closer to the place where it was born, but also because the adult who awakened it, the one who made it feel so close and wanted to get closer, finally appeared in front of it.

And it has become even more powerful.

Become more similar to it.

Well, I don't know how to describe it, but it makes it happy.

Want to touch.

Many colorful lines have already broken away from the small world they were clinging to and are heading towards Du Yuan's kingdom of God.

But it did not succeed. Compared to the rigid crystal wall of this small world, Du Yuan's nascent kingdom of God was much more dangerous.

The attempt to touch was unconsciously retreated in the sudden rise of mottled flames.

But the colorful ball of thread never got tired of it, constantly extending its mottled tentacles, constantly trying to touch Du Yuan's kingdom of God, and then constantly being burned by the mottled fire of desire, over and over again.

Of course, it had no ill intentions, it was just a naughty child who wanted to see Du Yuan.

The destination is coming.

Through the extremely brilliant appearance of the chaotic sea, a world of incomparable size appeared before us.

A deep starry sky?

Countless suns, stars, moons, and comets together form a boundless and unimaginably vast world.

However, when he actually arrives at the station, Du Yuan should not be unfamiliar with such a scene.

Those are galaxies, that is a vast universe.

………….

The holy war had truly begun.

Regular troops began to take to the battlefield.

Although they are called regular troops, in fact most of them are just some rat mercenaries and privately trained guards.

The ratmen priests and temple guards are restraining themselves.

Obviously, it is not time for a complete breakdown yet. Both sides understand this and are restraining each other.

But this does not mean that this war is not brutal.

In fact, although there were no truly complete and large-scale ratmen armies pushed onto the battlefield, all the other things were present.

After all, this is the center of the Ratman Kingdom, and the temple guards and the Ratman priests are fighting for control of the entire Ratman Empire.

Countless slave rats, rat mercenaries attracted by the blood mushrooms, a large number of war machines, and those distorted creations.

In this war, there were no organized ratmen armies deployed on the battlefield. Instead, there were organized ratmen trolls, giant rats beyond imagination, and those skinning giant rats.

Almost all of Long Claw's legacy was inherited by the temple guards, because the temple guards were the ones who ruled the underground rat city at this time.

But the ratmen priests are not bad either, with war machines, lots of war machines, and those lightning cannons.

Before leaving the underground rat city, the once loyal ratmen priests started a fire in the industrial area of ​​the Desolate Mountains.

Of course, rebuilding an industrial area is not a difficult task.

To be precise, the fire was not necessarily even started by the departed loyalist Skaven priests.

In such chaos, these Big Claw Priests almost completed the evacuation intact, and began to evacuate themselves from the war under the pretext of rebuilding the industrial zone.

The temple guards did not force the Great Claw priests.

They are just a group of cowardly fence-sitters, unwilling to side with the temple guards who control the Desolate Mountains, nor willing to offend the rat priests who have close ties with them and are slightly superior to them.

However, there are also advantages to being a fence-sitter. These guys will turn to the winner without hesitation or indecision.

More blood mushrooms were thrown into the battlefield.

The cowardly slave rats and fanatical pilgrims acted as the vanguard and rushed onto the battlefield in large numbers. The disorganized rat mercenaries were the second group to be pushed onto the battlefield.

Ferocious war machines were pushed onto the battlefield, and in the chaos, all kinds of things were thrown around.

The swollen ratman streaked across the sky with a shrill scream.

The piercing sound of bells has never been absent from the Skaven's wars since they first appeared on the battlefield, and behind them are Skaven priests who are enthusiastically shaking the bells.

(End of this chapter)

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