From Skaven to God-King of War

In the small temple, a stone pillar carved with complicated patterns stands.

At the same time, this complicated pattern did not stop at the stone pillars, but continued to cover every inch of this small temple.

These complicated patterns are all carved based on the patterns on the great pillars in the palace of the real gods in the Underground Rat City. The slave rats with the best carving skills in the Underground Rat City were also invited to carve them. In order to show their piety, this group of The priests of the slave-catching team worked together to bleed mushrooms and let the slave-rat craftsman cover the entire small temple with patterns.

Yes, even if you are reduced to the humblest slave rat in the rat kingdom, if you can masterly carve the patterns that belong to the gods, then to some extent, your status will be improved.

As long as you can carve out the lines belonging to the gods one stroke at a time.

Although the rat people would not know that the pattern they worshiped so much originated from a stone pillar that Du Yuan randomly selected.

And not only that, the blood pool was also recreated by them. Even the pyramid standing in the blood pool and the gift of the white rat to the gods were restored.

But these are not the most eye-catching things. The most eye-catching thing is a statue.

An unfinished statue of the Skaven.

There is no doubt about what this statue represents standing in this fake temple.

This group of slave-catching priests in the outpost were daring enough to imitate the figure of the great god.

This move caused an uproar after it was discovered, and it even reached the ears of the rat-man high priest White Rat.

White Rat once visited this temple in person.

At that time, all the rat priests in the outpost knelt down outside the small temple with fear.

But nothing happened afterward. The white mouse stopped the continued carving of the statue of the god, but did not let the bold slave-catching priests dismantle it. Everything that followed was gently put down.

Only this vague statue remains standing in this small fake temple.

It's a strange, awkward feeling. The rat people wish their god was a great giant rat.

It's like this, then the gods will never abandon them.

Now, in this counterfeit temple that once caused an uproar, there is a certain silence.

As the senior priests who founded the slave-catching team fled the outpost, the steady flow of sacrificial slaves imported into the outpost stagnated.

The blood in the temple's pool, which the rat priests had been required to keep fresh, gradually solidified after losing its replacement.

A faint sense of rancidity also appeared in this sacred palace.

Two rat men were standing in the temple at this time. One of them was chirping something, and a figure who was tied up and looked like a rice dumpling was piled next to him.

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At this time, Sheng Qi came to the temple that he had longed for, but he didn't even have the courage to take a closer look at the lines that represented the great gods.

He felt like he was going to use up all his courage this time.

His mouth was gushing, but his heart was beating violently.

But fortunately, fortunately, fortunately, the temple envoy from the Underground Rat City in front of him showed an expression of interest in his words.

Just after that humiliating defeat, Sheng Qi had fully realized the disbelief of his troops.

In the rat man's lair, he looked at the black slave rats with red eyes.

Roaring angrily, but after roaring, there was nothing he could do. Mainly because facing the bright eyes in front of him, Sheng Qi suddenly felt a little scared.

Fortunately, not to mention the slave rats, even the rat warriors were scolded by the rat warlords on a daily basis, but there was no stupid young man who rushed out to kill him.

What else can I do? Life has to go on.

Slaves also have to be paid. Faced with this situation, Sheng Qi looked at the tied wild boar cook next to him and came up with an idea.

In this way, the day before the slave surrender period, Sheng Qi led the team back to the outpost and broke into the small temple where the temple messenger stopped.

He boldly made up a story.

In order to survive, he didn't feel any guilt for deceiving the temple messenger. Anyway, the temple messenger served the gods, so wouldn't he, the rat-man priest Sheng Qi, serve the gods!

Just fear, fear that his bizarre idea would fail.

Worried about being taken down on the spot, I went straight to fill the sacrifice hole.

In the fear and tension, in the bizarre stories he told.

Sheng Qi became a brave and fearless Ratman Priest. He led his slave-catching team through the underground tunnels throughout the forest, sneaked into the rear of the Wild Boars, and fought bravely in the defenseless Wild Boar city. , and even captured an extremely important figure among the wild boars.

"Yes, this is the daughter of the wild boar high priest!"

When Sheng Qi was talking about this paragraph, the hair on his back was soaked, but it must be said that he was indeed very talented at telling nonsense.

Even if I break into a cold sweat out of fear, I will almost lose my balance.

But the words in his mouth were spoken smoothly one after another.

After he finished speaking, he pointed at the wild boar cook who was tied up over there, for fear that the temple messenger wouldn't believe it.

He immediately tore off the rope that was stuck in the mouth of the wild boar cook. In an instant, the angry roar resounded throughout the temple.

After the slave rats were carried and ran wildly in the forest all night, the boundless anger was brewing in this tall and strong cook. At this time, after the rope around her mouth was torn off, her eyes were even vaguely red. .

As if he was about to enter a state of madness, there was a tight sound on the hemp ropes tied around his body, which shocked Sheng Qi and the temple messenger.

He quickly blocked his mouth with hemp rope again.

In the end, the wild boar cook still couldn't break free from the thick hemp rope on her body.

The temple messenger was also successfully led astray by Sheng Qi's rather beautiful words.

"I am willing to sacrifice the daughter of the wild boar high priest to the gods, but the small temple in this outpost simply cannot satisfy me.

Only in the real palace of the god, cutting off the head of this barbaric creature and throwing the body into the lake of blood, is the most suitable ending.

I couldn't be more excited to do this myself. "

At this time, there was real piety and expectation on Sheng Qi's face. Offering sacrifices in the real temple of the god was the common wish of countless young rat people, and it was also Sheng Qi's wish.

But soon, the conversation changed!

"But I can't leave the outpost because I was entrusted by the teacher. Sir, are you willing to offer glory to the gods on my behalf!"

In Sheng Qi's words, the temple messenger had some obvious movements. No matter how true Sheng Qi's story was, this was indeed the first wild boar sacrifice to be offered, which was indeed an honor.

At the thought of the temple messenger, Sheng Qi was ecstatic and revealed his true purpose while the iron was hot.

"My lord, I only need your grace for a few days. I wasted some time trying to capture this glorious sacrifice. I only need your lord's grace for a few days. She will be yours!"