From Skaven to God-King of War

But he still decided to do it.

His sight slowly fell from the height.

On the towering furnace that was spewing flames, countless ratmen were now active for this sacrificial ceremony.

They were densely packed and gathered from all directions.

Regardless of identity or status, noble or humble, so many ratmen gathered here.

This was an incredible scene. After all, in theory, the contradictions of all kinds of ratmen were difficult to eliminate. Their differences did not need to be provoked. They wanted to kill each other and fight to the death.

This was the ratman, a pile of mud and a pile of loose sand, but they were able to gather together at this moment and carry out a big thing.

Only the great god could do all this, and all this depended on the belief in the great god.

But he just wanted to see more.

In the long night, he stretched out his claws, and from a distance, he seemed to catch everything gathered in front of him, and all the ratmen were caught in his hands.

Is this an offense to the great gods? Maybe, after all, there is always such a contradiction between theocracy and kingship.

Fortunately, at this moment, when this ambitious guy was about to take the most critical step, a guy was also watching all this.

Du Yuan has been witnessing the history of the ratmen, the history of this group of noisy guys.

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Grand sacrifices, grand sacrifices, blood, corpses, boiling iron, cheers, and countless eyes.

The leader of the temple guards stepped onto the platform.

Raised his arms high, shouted loudly, and all kinds of guys gathered under the stage.

Today is a great day.

Today is the first step to be taken in the future.

This guy, this guy who often hides behind all the ratmen, is indeed the best person to inherit the position of high priest.

Not because of anything else, the arrogance is exactly the same.

Looking at him on the platform.

In a trance, the figure of the white rat vaguely overlapped with him.

It was all like this, not driven by the times, not obeying the times.

But it jumped up arrogantly.

All the ratmen seemed to be just chess pieces in the hands of such guys.

Seeking what they wanted to see.

The towering furnace began to collapse in the flames, and in the hot flames, it collapsed piece by piece, and a dark bell appeared in front of all the ratmen gathered here.

The flame had not yet gone out, but it began to dim after leaving the towering furnace.

But the other flame began to burn vigorously.

Shouting loudly.

One by one, the sacrifices were taken to the high platform, and blood kept splashing on the crude bell embryo.

But everything was not so smooth.

One by one, the sacrifices, their bodies were neatly piled on the high platform, and the splashing blood extinguished the flame on the bell embryo.

The ratmen who were watching gradually became silent.

From day to night.

The leader of the temple guards stood on the high platform for a long time without moving.

This guy who wanted to truly create a rat empire.

But he fell at the very first step.

The rats were too deeply bound to the great gods, and no one could disobey the rules without the approval of the great gods.

In this situation, the rats were destined to revolve around the gods.

In order to open a hole, he chose to use the Cold Soul Bell as the breakthrough point. As long as the Cold Soul Bell was willing to recognize this code, it would be equivalent to tearing a hole.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to offer such a grand war sacrifice.

It's just a pity that something seems to have gone wrong.

The Cold Soul Bell did not respond.

This grand sacrifice from morning to night did not receive any response.

All this seemed to be turning into a bleak farce.

It can only be said that they really chose the wrong object to worship. The Cold Soul Giant Bell is too lazy. When Du Yuan was trapped in the sky and stalemate with the group of demigods, the Cold Soul Giant Bell was still active.

But now, this guy, apart from the bell ringing at a fixed time every day, almost does not respond to anything from the outside world.

A grand sacrifice may attract Xiaochun's visit, but ten grand sacrifices probably cannot make this guy move a little more.

This is a sacrifice that is doomed to fail, until a guy can't stand it anymore.

In the Desolate Mountains, the Underground Rat City, the Original Temple, on the top of the pyramid in the blood pool, a big bell lazily shakes its body.

The time is coming, it will ring itself.

As for the sacrifice offered to it, it has already sensed it, but it has always been too lazy to move.

It's just inexplicable, a bad feeling appeared in its heart.

I always feel like I'll be unlucky if I refuse the sacrifice.

This lazy guy muttered this in his heart, but it was obvious that as a Ding Zhong, he didn't think he could be that unlucky, so this premonition was completely ignored.

The sacrifice was about to end, and the connection passed through it was getting weaker and weaker, so it was better not to disturb him.

Just when he was about to stretch and ring in to announce the arrival of a new day.

Suddenly, a crack opened behind it, and then a big foot kicked out. It couldn't make any response at all, and the cold soul giant bell flew out like this.

Amidst the series of crisp sounds, the lazy guy flew out.

Of course, in order to be afraid that this guy would destroy something, a crack was deliberately opened in front of him. When the cold soul giant clock passed through this crack and reappeared, it was already in the sky above the desolate mountain range. Unabated, this guy turned into a meteor and streaked across the sky.

In front of Prairie City.

When the confused Leng Hun Juzhong appeared here in an attitude hanging high in the sky.

Everything continues.

The guy on the high platform was finally able to take his final step.

Shouting loudly from the high platform.

Shout out that sentence.

"I will drop the code at this time, witnessed by the sacred giant bell!"

The rat people started shouting loudly.

Probably more than 90% of the guys gathered here don't know what this sacrifice is for, nor do they understand what this so-called code is.

But this does not prevent them from shouting randomly at this moment.

After all, this is how a real miracle happens.

Of course, not everyone is so happy. Those rat lords look like they are mourning their concubines. It is obvious that since such a code came down, they can't stand upright in front of the temple guards. .

How can this not make them depressed?

Besides them, the only ones with a somewhat strange expression were the two limping guys.

Thanks to the combined effects of large doses of blood mushrooms, trauma mushrooms, and various strange supplies, Qi and Heimao were finally able to get up before this grand sacrifice and limped here to attend the ceremony.

At this time, they no longer looked like they were dying just now.

The two limping guys withdrew their eyes from the miracle in front of them and looked at each other, only to find that there was something inexplicable in each other's eyes.

It's just that this strangeness didn't show up for a long time. Soon, the two guys withdrew their gaze and made a respectful expression.

The dull blood color and gray shell on the bell embryo were peeling off little by little.

The pieces fell off and began to shine. Apart from the complex patterns that had been hung since its birth, the code of law was the largest thing in the clock.

Its existence is equivalent to a certificate, which is enough for the ambitious guy to do what he wants to do.

It's just that long after the sacrificial ceremony ended, the cold-soul giant bell hanging high in the sky didn't dare to leave.

Obviously, it has an inexplicable shadow over today's events.

But if it doesn't leave, then this sacrificial ceremony will not end.

Although the rat people didn't have any objections to this, they knelt on the ground one by one, raised their heads high, as if they wished they could carve the cold soul giant bell in the sky into their eyes.

Until day officially turns to night and a new day begins.

The cold soul giant bell rang itself unconsciously, and the clear sound of the bell washed everywhere, and everything was over.

The cold soul giant bell disappeared here. Soon after, it was able to return to the original temple, but it no longer dared to be so lazy. For a period of time, the clear bell that washed the desolate mountains became more transparent.

It's a pity that this diligence only lasted for a short period of time.

After the imperial code was officially put down, the temple guards began to carry out large-scale construction.

New rat cities were built by them, and the abandoned rat cities were repaired.

A new set of rules has fallen on this land.

And it's not the same as the previous rules. This set of rules not only includes the slave rats, free rat people, big-claw priests, but even rat priests, rat lords, and even the last temple guards. Within the constraints of the rules.

This is something difficult to imagine.

Although this set of rules is not that fair, it even clearly engraves the status gap between the rat people.

If a slave rat kills another slave rat, the killing slave rat will be sentenced to death by hanging.

But if a free ratman kills a slave rat, he only needs to pay a certain amount of blood mushrooms as compensation.

In this way, it was passed up level by level, until the last rat lord and temple guard.

Many of the entries are very interesting. For example, the entry about slave rats states that if two slave rats belonging to the same rat slave owner commit murder, the rat slave owner can use less blood. Mushroom comes to absolve his slave of the guilt of killing another of his slaves.

This is a very interesting entry, the root of which is obviously to separate the rat slave owners from their absolute control over the slave rats.

There are many more such entries, and the targets include all kinds of rat people.

The plot was also very simple. This code almost broke down all the things and rights that the big men in the Rat Empire originally had. Instead of erasing them directly, they were summarized into the Imperial Code.

It must be admitted that this code is still very rough.

But the guy who wrote it was also extremely bold and arrogant.

He dismantled all the rats included in this land, no matter who they were, and dismantled their rights one by one, including himself, and summarized these rights into this sacred code.

Although it seems that there is no difference at first glance.

For example, there is such a clause in this Imperial Code.

If slave rats and rat freemen offend the rat lord, then the rat lord has the right to execute the offending slave rats and rat freemen.

Such a clause seems to be the same before and now.

After all, if the rat lord wants to execute the slave rats and rat freemen who offend him, it seems that he can easily hang these guys up high from the past to the present.

This is a right that has always existed. The existence of this law only allows this right to have a transit point.

It seems that there is no difference, but is it really so?

Obviously, the leader of the temple guards will not do useless things, and will not just come up with a useless thing after so much trouble.

What is needed is such a transit. It seems that this is just a useless thing that has reached the extreme form, but in fact.

What the rat lord can do at any time, after such a transit, is no longer the right of the rat lord, but becomes a right granted by the Imperial Code.

What they could have done originally, just such a simple transfer, is to become the right granted by the Imperial Code.

At this time, you have to understand why the first thing the temple guards have to do before preparing for this sacrifice is to eliminate the unstable factors on the scarlet grassland.

First, the group of rioting slave rats, rat bandits, rat ghouls, and then these rat warlords and their armies.

There is no shortage of smart people among the ratmen. They certainly know what this code represents. If they don't take the lead in cleaning up these rat warlords, I'm afraid that a civil war will start as soon as the imperial code falls.

In order to prevent this terrible scene from happening, the temple guards decisively and directly selected these rat warlords as sacrifices and invited those rat lords to the viewing platform. After a brutal massacre, coupled with the sacrifice of the birth of the miracle.

Only by doing all this can they push this code down.

Everything is to accumulate momentum, and now, this momentum has accumulated.

The head of the temple guard standing on the high platform looked at the group of rat lords, but saw a group of guys with extremely gloomy faces.

In this way, he is qualified to promote all this.