From Skaven to God-King of War

The losers sat down at the long table with their heads down. To some extent, this also represents the progress of the rat people's civilization.

Long ago, for the rat people, the best and most common fate of losers was to ascend the altar of the gods. Now they are much more civilized.

A negotiation that went much more smoothly.

A negotiation with sneaky planning.

In the end, everything fell.

Sheng Qi was pushed onto the high platform.

A new high priest was born, falling on Sheng Qi's head, and at the same time he was supported by the temple guards and the rat priests.

When Sheng Qi got the news, the excitement on his face was almost difficult to conceal, as if in a dream, the exaggerated smile did not dissipate on his face for a long time.

What I have been pursuing and longing for suddenly became a reality. It suddenly became a reality. This is incredible.

The commander of the temple guards fulfilled his promise.

In fact, the reason why Sheng Qi was willing to step into this war so decisively was because of the position of this high priest.

The commander of the temple guards made such a promise to Sheng Qi in the name of the great god, and Sheng Qi chose to believe it without hesitation.

This holy war is over, the chaos in the rat kingdom will subside, and a grand sacrificial ceremony will begin. In this sacrificial ceremony, Sheng Qi will be officially inaugurated, and he will become the second high priest of the rat kingdom.

But whether all this is really as he wishes and as he expects is unknown.

Maybe not.

By the way, the inauguration of the high priest is certainly not perfect. After really falling into this position, Sheng Qi and his Western Expeditionary Force will definitely not be able to return to the vast river with no boundaries.

The waterway that Sheng Qi just ate is probably going to be vomited out.

After all, there are no loyal and reliable guys under his command.

But it doesn't matter. If Sheng Qi has to make a choice, he will choose to be the high priest without hesitation.

High priest, high priest! High priest!

He had been looking forward to this day for too long, too many times, and even got carried away.

He even couldn't see clearly what he was facing.

I hope he won't regret it in the future.

Sheng Qi is indeed a lucky guy, a lucky guy, and fate seems to have a unique preference for him.

But, this guy always misses the gift that falls.

The war will continue soon, when Sheng Qi sits on the throne that is tied to the sky and looks high above.

The power in the Rat Empire will be reshuffled.

Led by the temple guards.

The Rat priests have kept most of their own interests, on the premise that they know the times and are willing to cooperate.

Some guys who are just filling in the numbers will be swept out, such as the incompetent people who were planted by the Rat War, and the Rat warlords who are becoming more and more rounded in the underground Rat City.

This will be a distribution of interests.

It won't be a shameless and greedy division.

The leader of the temple guards, the mysterious guy, seems to have made some kind of determination.

He will not go down the same path as the white rat again.

Compared with the high god, he can see more, what he sees is something in front of him.

This bloated and deformed empire, the rat people themselves.

Of course, he also doesn't love these rat people, love these despicable guys, he just wants to prove something to the white rat.

You are on the wrong path.

Although it is not really expressed, the meaning is very clear.

A big event happened in the underground rat city, causing a violent riot.

The remains of the white rat disappeared.

The holy remains that should have been placed in the original temple as a holy object disappeared, causing an uproar.

It's just a pity that this happened during the holy war, and the rat priests who guarded the original temple all left the underground rat city, and the temple guards had no idea about it.

The riot ended in vain, and the body of the white rat was never found again.

Perhaps this is a good thing. The white rat may not be used to being placed in the temple after death as a sacred thing.

In terms of arrogance or pride, this guy is not much worse than Rat War.

At this time, in an inconspicuous corner of the Desolate Mountains, on a towering desolate peak.

The leader of the temple guards took off his helmet and looked up into the distance.

Beside him, a messy pile of stones appeared.

In front of him, a huge statue appeared in front of him. It was an unfinished statue.

With the passage of time, the so-called blood gold that the rat priests tinkered with became more and more unreliable. These things that were extremely sacred and dazzling in their praise were actually not so valuable.

They would also fade.

A figure suddenly appeared beside the leader of the temple guards.

A slender figure.

He was not scared, and did not even turn his head to look at it deliberately.

Just watching the towering statue from afar.

The aura on his body continued to surge at this moment, and a familiar transformation appeared.

Became a hero.

Turned back.

The leader of the temple guards did not stop here, and left towards the foot of the mountain.

The tall figure watched him leave.

A sentence was left behind.

"Ying, if I die one day, find my body and bury me here."

Leave like that.

The blood gold is not permanent, and it will fade and take on a mottled green color.

………….

The main continent, the capital of the Ghost Eye people, the City of the Sun.

This city has become more and more crowded during this period of time.

More and more people have poured into this city, not for anything else, but just to survive.

The Ghost Eye people repelled the invading ratmen, but the long night continued.

They are almost at their limit.

The last darkness before the light has come.

Food, food, and food.

The imperial family has offered a reward to find a solution to the food problem. The reward is hung high on the bulletin board in front of the city square. It's not that no one has taken down this notice.

It's just that the solutions given are always a bit weird.

Use magic to synthesize a glue that can fill the stomach but has no nutrition. Long-term consumption will make people weaker and weaker but not hungry, and can let the hungry victims die in peace.

Proposed by an unknown academic wizard.

Recover the bodies of ratmen, boil them and put them into glass bottles to supply the hungry residents.

Proposed by a wizard who is engaged in the food industry,

Expel the hungry people from the city and let them return to their land to cultivate.

Proposed by a noble who has lived in the City of the Sun since birth.

How to say it, each of these has its own peculiarities, and the most reasonable one is the second one, canned ratmen in glass bottles.

In addition to lizardmen, snakemen, sea monsters, and ratmen, humans seem to start eating ratmen.

Fortunately, not all proposals are so weird.

A young man covered in mud came to the square of the City of the Sun with a bundle of fresh and somewhat immature wheat ears.

He immediately attracted everyone's attention.

In fact, from the time this dusty young man walked into the city, when he saw the fresh wheat ears, countless people stood up spontaneously.

Followed behind him.

These ragged, thin, and hopeless poor guys who huddled in every empty space, waiting for death in sorrow.

They stood up.

Because of that handful of green wheat ears.

Because of that handful of green wheat ears!

Countless people, countless people, they gathered together.

Until the young man stopped and took down the notice.

The roaring cheers swept across the wide city square like a tsunami.

The young man was frightened and trembled.

Turned his head back.

What caught his eye was a group of guys cheering for him, and the people who could not be seen at a glance were cheering for him.

In a daze, he realized something.

There was a little more excitement on his face.

He realized what people were doing, they were cheering for him.

He raised the green wheat ears in his hand high, in a pair of eager eyes.

It is a very happy thing to realize that what you do is not in vain.

It is exciting.

This gray young man was recognized for the first time, recognized by so many people.

The dazzling brilliance seemed to bloom at this moment, or it was an illusion.

In this city lit by magic lamps, what could suppress the light lit by magic lamps?

A hero was born.

This was an inefficient and even clumsy attempt. If there was no light in the world, magic lamps would be used instead.

But it succeeded.

It brought some vitality to this increasingly lifeless country.

It brought some hope.

It also prevented the rats from falling to the bottom of the food chain and became a universal food choice.

Of course, the problems faced by the ghost-eyed people were far more than just food.

After that tragic war, after the instant dimming of many human gods.

Imbalance, imbalance in various aspects.

But these guys did not choose to sit and wait for death, and many new things appeared.

For example, on the plateau where the rat war was defeated.

Another round of barbarian invasion appeared.

The environment on this high plain was so bad that it was difficult for living things to survive.

The indigenous people on the plateau died in large numbers in the violent elemental storm.

They had no choice but to abandon their homeland and sweep down to their neighbors.

They faced many problems.

The erosion of residual magic, the loss of their homes, and hunger.

It was a pity that their neighbors could no longer support them. Even if they broke through the city again and looted on a large scale, they would not be able to gain much or eat much.

Driven by hunger, this group of plateau humans was rapidly transforming into a real barbarian. They began to try to include their own kind in the diet.

This was a bad thing.

Of course, it was not just a bad thing.

The team of mages returned from the plateau, and the possibility of a plan was confirmed.

The Heart of the World.

A super-large-scale construction.

They are going to erect a tower in the center of this plateau, leading straight to the sky, sinking into the violent tide of magic, absorbing the violent and disordered but infallible magic.

If this tower can be successfully erected, everything will be different.

This is endless magic, this is endless magic.

This will be the beginning of the change.

This is a great tower that can make all the mages excited.

There is just one problem.

The current human empire may not be able to support the construction of such a tower.

The parties in the unbalanced human empire are rapidly entering a state of chaos of pulling each other, heading towards chaos and collapse.

Such a human empire cannot support the establishment of a great tower, this is an unavoidable problem.

So, so the mages, the great mages from different academies in the human empire, in a meeting, in that tempting prospect, they chose to unite without hesitation.

They will do their best to bring down this tower.

This is a precious opportunity for all mages.

The resolution was made.

A less formal tower committee was established in the human empire.

The mages united again after the magic war, but they were not very noticeable in the chaotic human empire at that time.

It was still unknown how far they could go.

But the tower was indeed a beautiful vision, and it was appropriate to call it the heart of the world.

………….

While the human mages were making rapid progress in magic technology, the ratmen were not left behind.

Although compared with the ambitious heart of the world plan of the human mages, the progress of the ratmen was not so noticeable.

But that was also in comparison with the human mages.

Deep in the underground rat city, in the deep abyss, a dull guy was fiddling with something in a rigid manner.

As a new ratmanologist, Graystone was indeed inferior to Longclaw.

But he also had his own unique advantages, a rigid and dull guy, and was focused enough.

This is already a rare quality, especially compared to those unreliable Great Claw Priests.

Some debris was placed in front of him.

What is even more rare is that he is willing to admit his stupidity.

Although he is stupid, he will not give up what he is doing, so a lesson, no, learning.

Learning began.

The object of learning is the Dark Eye People.

Some special debris appeared beside Gray Stone, which contained a lot of knowledge that was too advanced for the rat people.

Elemental core, magic channel, storage node.

Such technology exists on these pieces of debris.

Being spied by Gray Stone, he was recognized in his clumsy attempts and explorations.

This is not easy, such knowledge is too advanced.

But Gray Stone is very patient.

………….

The prelude of a new era is about to fall.

Chaos almost affects every place in the small world.

Change, rapid change, the world is rapidly becoming different.