From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 91, The Second Hero
White Rat, a complete lunatic.

Shu Zhan's evaluation of him has never been wrong.

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A grand sacrifice is about to begin.

Today is a special day.

It was the day when the White Rat High Priest presented the contract to the gods.

During this day, even the slave rats were allowed to stop. They were allowed by the Big Claw Priests to crawl in the underground tunnels and pray devoutly towards the direction of the temple.

The same is true of their administrators, the Great Claw Priests.

Even more fanatical than most of the slave rats, these big-clawed priests fell to the ground, curled up their bodies as much as possible, lowered their heads, and prayed humbly and devoutly.

Such a scene happened in every place in the Ratman Empire, in breeding rooms, plantations, mines dug deep into the mountains, in underground tunnels throughout the city, and even in outposts at the entrances to the mountains.

Everything was put aside temporarily, nothing was that important, even though the action in the breeding room could not be stopped.

When the priests were in dire straits, they would pray devoutly in a low voice towards the temple of the gods.

As for those young ratman priests, these guys who don't have to work as hard as the big claw priests, as long as they can come to the temple, they will try their best to come.

They gathered in front of Du Yuan's temple into a large dark crowd.

In the past, when this group of young priests gathered together, they always liked to loudly proclaim their achievements with their sharp and piercing voices.

But today, it was uncharacteristically quiet.

He raised his head slightly and looked up at the temple of the gods in front of him.

To be fair, Du Yuan’s temple was not grand and exquisite, if it were not for the pyramid presented by the white rat to support the scene a little.

It might even be inferior to the small temple built by the slave-catching priest in the outpost using a large amount of blood mushrooms.

But this does not prevent almost all the young rat priests who can come here from coming, and you can even see a familiar guy among them.

Including that daring guy.

Rope seven.

He was now mixed in with the crowd of young priests, raising his head slightly and looking up at the sacred temple in front of him.

This had been his dream when he was a young rat man.

Coming to the underground rat city to see the temple of God, of course entering the temple, and offering sacrifices on the altar of the temple are other dreams.

As a young rat man, he was not yet qualified to enter the temple to watch the ceremony.

Moreover, the sacred temple of the gods in front of him was far from as magnificent as he had imagined. You know, the small temple in the outpost had many fine and elaborate patterns carved even on its outer walls.

But that small temple cannot let so many young rat priests who have gathered here kneel down like it is now.

Sheng Qi was also one of those young rat people who knelt devoutly.

He knew clearly that the small temple built by the old guys in the outpost would never be worshipped by so many ratmen like today.

Even the small temple is more exquisite and solemn.

For some reason, a sentence appeared in Sheng Qi's mind.

God is not great because of the temple, but the temple is great because of God!
All doubts were gone, and Sheng Qi lowered his head towards the temple in front of him and prayed devoutly and earnestly.

This young ratman had a more vague understanding of the misty god.

………….Inside the temple.

The senior rat-men priests stood there, and they were also quiet at this time.

A large number of temple guards stood upright like statues in front of the altar of the gods.

Shuzhan did not appear among the standing senior priests. At this moment, he was leading his rat warlords and a team of personal guards to face the white rats that were guarded by the temple guards not far away.

The battle flag made of lizardman and snakeman skins was held high, and the spear given by the gods was held in his hand.

The rat warlord and the rat warrior's personal guards cherished this opportunity very much. They tried their best to stand straight, just like the guards guarding the temple.

Unfortunately, neither the newly appointed rat warlords nor the Rat War Guards who had fought brutally with the Lizardmen in the wetlands were able to do so.

Their backs were somewhat hunched, even though the battle flag was raised and even though their boss Rat Zhan was holding tightly in his hand the spear gifted by God.

But it suddenly made them look a little weaker than the solemn temple guards.

Looking up at the white rat that was looking at him calmly not far away, Shu Zhan felt a little reluctant and unwilling, but obviously, he had no right to object.

He took a deep breath and straightened his body. Being a temple guard himself, he was not like the ratman warlord and his bodyguards who were out of tune with such a solemn scene.

The mottled wounds on the skin were scars left by the dragon beast's breath. They were ugly, but terrifying.

Holding the battle flag beside him with one hand and holding the gift of God with the other hand, he stood up. Shu Zhan was the only one among all the ratmen present who could look the white rat in the eye.

He's almost a hero too.

In return, the white rat gave him a cold and sharp look.

However, Shu Zhan, who had always been afraid of white rats, did not give in this time. Instead, he raised his head high and looked at the white rat.

Waving the battle flag, in the neat square formation, the Shuzhan army, holding spears and battle flags, strode towards the white rat.

Today, in front of the altar of the gods, the great warlord of the Ratman Kingdom who was once on par with the high priest will have half of his status cut off.

The conflict that had lasted since the days of the Spear Rat had finally come to an end.

As a great warlord of the time, Shu Zhan was about to offer the spear given by God to the white rat, and then it would be displayed.

The spear bestowed by the gods on the Rat War will be displayed by the white rat in the temple, held high. It will no longer be held by the rat warlords, nor will it appear on the battlefield.

After all, I still feel a little unwilling.

Shu Zhan, standing in front of the white rat, with his personal guards behind him, stood straight in front of the white rat, his aura slowly growing.

At this time, Shuzhan was actually slowly crossing the line that belonged to a hero.

Is he being promoted?

There was a little commotion.

No one expected that the second hero among the Ratmen would be born like this, and he would also be the first hero among the Ratmen to actively cross the boundaries.

But why in such an occasion!
The temple guards reacted the fastest and took a few steps closer to the white rat, ensuring that even if the white rat was attacked, they would be able to defend it in the first place.

Chipped sounds appeared among the senior rat-men priests who were standing there.

Some sneaky shadows appeared in the shadows of this sacred temple, and cast obscure and dangerous glances at all the ratmen on the field except the white rat.

The rat warlord clenched his spear in panic, and Rat Zhan's personal guards also realized that something was wrong. They lowered their spears, as if preparing to attack.

(End of this chapter)