From Skaven to God-King of War

Realized that there was nothing he could do.

But still unwilling to accept such an ending.

He cursed at Du Yuan with great resentment.

"I curse you to be cut off from the divine path! I curse you to be cut off from the divine path!"

Du Yuan's lips curled up at such an angry expression.

Of course the curse of the gods was powerful, but for the guy in front of him, Du Yuan could only say that the strength was not enough to tickle him.

The curse in despair turned into a dark breath that passed through the violently colliding magic, trying to cling to Du Yuan.

It's just a pity that the things wrapped around Du Yuan already have their owners.

This dark aura was instantly torn apart by the entrenched bloody aura.

The bloody aura on Du Yuan's body became stronger. If Du Yuan didn't suppress it himself, this aura could even surround Du Yuan's entire body.

If you cast your eyes on these spiritual lights, some visions may even appear.

As for the content of the vision, believe me, as an ordinary person, you would never want these images to appear in your mind.

Killing, wailing, death, desire, hatred, faith.

Everything turned into this scarlet aura in the entanglement, entangled in Du Yuan's body. The crazy curse of the weak trainee god not far away was really nothing in front of these complicated things that were tangled together.

The quilboar god fell into utter despair.

"You damn evil god!"

The corners of Du Yuan's mouth raised a few arcs, ignoring the desperate wailing of the guy in front of him.

How could he know.

If Du Yuan had a choice, would he actually prefer to be an upright god who hides his power and bides his time?

But obviously, there is no choice at all!

………….

The wild boar king's city.

The advancing rat army finally arrived here. The current situation of this city is obviously unable to resist the rat attack.

After the quilboar high priest also fell.

The city has fallen into complete chaos.

The arrival of the rat army was just the straw that broke the camel's back.

The flames ignited in the city became more prosperous, and the arriving ratmen were not as merciful as the wild boar commander who started a civil war in the royal city.

Either die or become a slave.

Of course, there are more deaths, because now, these excited priests need sacrifices even more.

Many sacrifices.

A large number of wild boars were pushed in front of the transparent tower.

One by one, highly deformed giant rats were pushed out.

These are the last remnants of the incubation pool, completely deformed flesh and blood creations. These chaotic and violent guys are pushed towards the transparent tower in front of them.

Then there was the annihilation in that bright light accompanied by the cry of despair.

This was not the end. One after another, flesh and blood creations were pushed towards the tower in front of them.

With the same approach but the same result, Sheng Qi chose the same solution as the crazy senior in the swamp.

Choose to use pollution to break the protection shrouded in front of the temple of gods.

Soon, the bright light of the tower began to dim as the creations of flesh and blood continued to be destroyed.

The temple of the heretic god in front of them will soon be completely exposed to the rat priests.

A grand sacrifice is about to begin.

This would be a great honor!

All the rat priests gradually became fanatical and excited while waiting.

Except for Sheng Qi, who is one of the supreme commanders of the United Expeditionary Force.

At this time, he felt a little nervous and regretful for no reason.

Especially after seeing the crystal statue in front of the tower.

Sheng Qi recognized who this statue was at a glance.

My former teacher.

That damn old guy, how could Sheng Qi not recognize him? After all, even the name Sheng Qi was given by this old guy.

The crystal statue transformed by the old priest was not cleaned up by the wild boars because it was too close to the transparent tower.

Due to the attributes of the transparent tower and temple.

The only person who had the power to deal with him was the quilboar high priest. However, the quilboar high priest, who had been in a hurry since returning to the quilboar king's city, never took the time to deal with the crystal statue kneeling in front of the tower until his death. .

Sheng Qi felt the breath of the gods on the crystal statue.

It's not the aura of the heretical god in the tower in front of me.

It is the breath left by the truly great god.

As a priest, only the breath of the god, Rope Seven, would not admit his mistake.

But the more certain he became, the more absurd it seemed to him.

How could it be that this old guy actually got what he wanted? He received a gift from the gods!

That is a gift from the great god!

Complex emotions suddenly appeared in Sheng Qi's heart and continued to flow.

Until the high tower in front of them was completely dimmed in the night, until those excited priests swarmed up and forcibly pushed the high tower representing the heretical gods to the ground.

The pitiful cries of the wild boar slaves alarmed Sheng Qi. He came to his senses in a daze, took the flag of the Western Expeditionary Force, and climbed to the ruins of the tower together with the leader of the Central Expeditionary Force.

A large number of sacrifices were pushed onto the ruins.

Sincere and fervent prayers echoed in the venue at this time.

But the gods never cast their sights again.

The devout rat priests leaned down, as if they thought they could get what they wanted.

Sheng Qi didn't do this. He knew that the gods would probably never cast their sights again.

Look not far away.

After the tower fell, the spar statue took over the tower and continued to emit hazy light.

The corners of Sheng Qi's mouth twitched violently.

A missed decision resurfaced, crawling like ants in his heart.

if?

What would happen if he was the one who made this choice?

So is it possible that the blessings from gods, with such glory, belong to him?

Endless regret emerged in his greed, and Sheng Qi saw only glory in the glory and death of the old priest.

But obviously, there is often only one chance to choose.

high altitude.

That height that is invisible to mortals.

The battle between the gods also reached its final stage, with the temple being torn down.

The classmate in front of Du Yuan has reached the end of his life.

No matter whether it is resentment or scolding, none of these can change the final outcome at this time.

Du Yuan did not choose to be as dishonorable as him.

Bend your waist slightly, as if saying goodbye to an old friend.

With that faint smile on his face.

Not far away, the incarnation of the wild boar god began to gradually turn into points of light and disintegrate after losing its anchor point.

At the end of the matter, this guy actually calmed down.

He looked at Du Yuan coldly.

"I will wait for the news of your failure."

Du Yuan shook his head at the last harsh words.

He turned around and didn't look at the failed guy again.

"Then I won't bother you with your concern."