From Skaven to God-King of War

Finally I took the parchment roll.

He was pushed out of the corner where all kinds of leather materials were hung, and stood in the middle of the noisy ruins. He was a little confused. In the bustling and noisy ruins, a young rat man passed by him and was firmly grasped by him. There were many young rat men. Feeling a little frustrated, he pulled out a short blade made of bone.

But what he met was a pair of terrifying red eyes.

Fear dissipated, and he wanted to run away and let go of the stolen leather scroll, but it was already too late. A short spear was sent into the chest of the young rat man. On the corpse, the dumb guy put the Juanpijuan picked it up and held it firmly in his arms.

He is a dull guy, and the Rat War army has always opened the door to them, because this group of guys has an extremely outstanding quality among the rat people, rigid loyalty.

Although it is difficult to say whether this quality can be regarded as an advantage for themselves.

Considered an excellent tool because of its loyalty.

The dumb guy looked back at the dark corner behind him for the last time, and took steps in silence. He was leaving, towards the barren mountains in the distance.

Deep in the noisy ruins, in the shop where all kinds of leather materials are hung, the hairy rat is very skilled in craftsmanship. Each piece of leather hanging high is engraved with exquisite and complex patterns. If she is willing If she goes to those rat lords, she should be able to get an excellent treatment.

The rat lords attach great importance to craftsmen, especially those who can engrave the patterns of gods, but for some reason she has been living in this noisy ruins.

The leather with exquisitely engraved patterns has become a source of prying eyes, and the dumb guy standing silently in front of him has also left.

There are many regrets, but these regrets are all turned into expectations for that guy.

"You must do it, become a priest, and preach my name."

Muttering in a low voice, more and more greedy guys were surging around. Their eyes fell on the leather and her body. She was afraid and pushed down the rough lampstand at hand. This was the The stupid guy secretly made it for him in the dark, so that he could see more clearly in the dark.

That guy was not as stupid as the rumors said. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face.

The lampstand fell to the ground and the flames began to spread, but the hairy rat didn't care.

Those cold and stupid guys who gathered under the command of Rat Zhan may not be so stupid. They have emotions, and even those emotions are far more passionate than ordinary rat people, but they are deeply buried.

They are not defective individuals, but they just don't look like they could be born in this country.

The flames are about to completely engulf the woolly rat.

It was only at this time that I was willing to show my sadness.

"please forgive me."

A faint word fell, and the flames completely swept through everything here, burying these precious leathers engraved with various patterns and their creators together.

Outside Prairie City, a caravan of ratmen began to question the ratmen gathered in front of them.

"What are your names!"

After more and more rat lords settled in this grassland, the competition for interests led to the emergence of chaotic caravans. Under the great pressure of competition, these caravans had to expand beyond their normal business activities. business.

In this way, a pilgrimage road was opened up. As long as you hand over a batch of blood mushrooms, these rat caravans will lead them towards the barren mountains and towards the city of gods.

Of course, apart from being charged a large amount of blood mushrooms, the rat caravan will not cover anything other than charges. If you die on the way, you deserve it. It is because you are not pious enough to the gods.

But in order for the business to continue, these bad guys will not completely ignore it. After all, no one has survived the past few times, so this business does not need to be done. At least during the back and forth, it will ensure that some guys can complete this journey smoothly. .

In order to increase its appeal, some customized services have been launched.

With a big smile on his face, he smiled at the customer in front of him.

"What's your name, please?"

"Squeak!"

"Okay! Welcome Zhizhi to embark on the great and sacred road of faith!"

Such a simple sentence made Zhizhi decisively hand over the toll.

In a simple sentence, the trading volume surged by more than half, which made my performance rotate. The Rat Lord would also nod with pleasure when he saw it.

It's just that the part of reciting names is really a bit of torture. The names of the rat people are not complicated. Most of the rat people have never had any serious names, or in other words, they have no names at all.

Often after being asked this question, they would shout out a name like Zhi Zhi, Zhi Zhi Zhi, Zhi Zhi Zhi Zhi while thinking hard.

In particular, they seem to attach great importance to this, and they always feel a sense of inexplicable excitement when calling out their names.

After sending away the previous Zhizhi, the big-clawed priest soon welcomed the next Zhizhi.

Of course, he couldn't understand the excitement of the rat people in front of him, but he didn't hesitate to earn blood mushrooms.

Going on like this one by one, many rat people had their own names for the first time, looking forward to this journey with ignorance and excitement, even though they had been told after arriving here, The palace of the great gods, the truly great palace is not something they can gaze at, even from a distance.

But they are still so excited, looking forward to coming to that great city. Many of the rat people who embark on this pilgrimage are no longer young, and some are even born in the underground rat city. That city left them with The memory is not good, but I want to go back when I am old.

do not know why.

After repeating those words again and again, the Big Claw Priest came to a strange guy. This was a guy holding a roll of leather and carrying a spear.

The dull expression felt familiar to the Big Claw Priest, like those cruel guys in the Skaven Supervisory Team. The expression was a bit unnatural, and he had memories of being driven away by the Skaven Supervisory Team.

But this is business after all. For the sake of the blood mushroom, he suppressed his unnaturalness and spoke to the weird guy in front of him.

"What's your name, please?"

This sentence caused the dumb guy holding the leather scroll to pause, and made the big-clawed priest breathe a sigh of relief.

In the silence, the dumb rat man thought of something.

"Greystone."

A name is given that is slightly different from the Zhizhi series, but nothing special.

Loud shouts.

"Welcome Gray Stone to embark on the great and sacred path of faith!"