Chapter 49, God’s joke
As time passed, as more and more rat people were sent into the wetlands and onto the battlefield by the priests, the progress of the rat people did not stop.
But as you go deeper, the surrounding environment becomes increasingly harsh, and you will even be attacked by some extraordinary creatures that originally lived in the swamp.
And with the lengthening of the front.
It became increasingly difficult for the large army of ratmen to hand over to the priests responsible for transporting young ratmen and supplying blood mushrooms.
Often, the priests have to lead the young rat people over a long distance before they can deliver the things they want to deliver to their destination and take away the things they want to take away.
During this period, there were also attacks by lizardmen.
But even so, there were still a large number of rat priests coming one after another.
Because Rat War negotiated a deal with them.
As long as these priests can successfully bring the young ratman to him, then he will give sufficient rewards, or extremely generous rewards.
Those lizard-men heads.
Even limited by the distance, these evil god believers could not be brought back to the mountains intact, and were thrown into the sacred blood pool to serve as nourishment for the blood mushrooms.
But if their heads are placed on the temple altar and their deeds are carved on stone paintings, it will definitely be the best thing to show their piety to the gods.
As time went by, especially inspired by the patterns carved on the temples built by the white rats, the rat priests gradually began to popularize stone paintings.
Abstract patterns were carved on the stone walls by slave rats with their sharp claws, and then placed in private caves.
Although due to the low level of civilization of the rat people, such stone paintings are only better than stick figures, the rat priests are still enjoying it.
There are various contents in it, including his own image, things that happened, praises to gods, and his devout beliefs.
Especially the devout belief in gods.
In the past, except for the god Du Yuan, piety could be known at a glance. For the rat priests, it was always in an abstract state. However, after the appearance of stone paintings, the situation changed a little.
The more stone paintings that praise the gods are displayed in my cave, the more pious I am. The more sacrifices I offer to the gods, the better. The more pious I am to the gods, the more senior I am.
The more senior I am and the more pious I am, the better I am as a priest, and the more I am a good priest who can legitimately gain more!
In the past, the rat priests did not know the records and would not display them.
Until the emergence of stone paintings.
In this way, a large number of rat priests set off towards the wetland one after another, bringing with them a large number of young rat men and blood mushrooms, just to find rat war in the depths of the wetland, just to let more scenes in their caves record the sacrifice to the gods. Dedication stone painting.
Make yourself appear more senior among the numerous rat priests.
Driven by such motivation, the rat priests continued one after another. Even when the rat war went deep into the wetlands and the journey became difficult and dangerous, they did not give up.
But fewer and fewer priests arrived.
But this didn't make Rat War change his strategy.
With the rats gathered around him, Shu Zhan rushed towards the wetland without hesitation.
He had no way out, the moment he did not choose to give the Spear of Divine Punishment to the white rat.
Only by completely destroying the Lizardmen and the corpses of these evil god believers, with the supreme glory, and under the gaze of the gods, can we go back.
to go back.
It was not easy. It would have been easy to leave the rat army led by him in this wetland. But it was obvious that Rat Zhan chose this path without hesitation.
Maybe the White Rat knew this, but the White Rat didn't stop it.
He who disappointed the gods will never do anything to disappoint the gods again. Before the rat war fails, the white rat will do its best to support this war of gods.
Until the rat war failed.
In addition to the two rat men, White Rat and Rat Zhan, who have their own thoughts, there are also people or gods who have been watching the situation here.
Yes, Du Yuan has also been paying attention to the situation in the Lizardman Wetland here.
Du Yuan was also a little surprised by Rat Zhan's radical offensive strategy, but he was just surprised.
Even if there is a possibility that the rat army here will be wiped out in a wave, it is just a surprise. They just gave the wooden spear imbued with some divine power and did not interfere too much.
Perhaps it is because even if the entire Skaven army on the expedition here is destroyed, it will not be considered a traumatic event for the entire Skaven clan.
After all, no matter how hard the rat priests brought the young rat men to the wetlands for sacrifices and to show their piety, the young rat men brought only accounted for half of all the young rat men.
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Deep in the mountains.
In that dark and deep abyss.
A broken, cracked furnace lay quietly in this abyss. This was a rather delicate furnace with intricate carvings.
Just the pattern on the surface can give people a dazzling feeling at a glance, not to mention the complicated and stacked gears inside that can be vaguely observed through the cracks.
It's a pity that in the center of the furnace, a hole with a ferocious crack appeared. In it, the heart inside the furnace had disappeared, leaving only a few embers emitting a faint blue light.
Originally, this heartless furnace was quietly accompanied by a huge mountain of flesh made of limbs and heads.
Just now.
A little flame exploded in the dark abyss.
Accompanied by the heavy knocking sound.
The blue flame burst out and bloomed into beautiful flowers.
But it reflected an increasingly ferocious rat-man face.
"Failed again! Damn it! Damn it!"
"I simply can't hold this hammer, why is there such a thing as a hammer!"
"I've obviously received a revelation from the gods! But I just can't hold it! I just can't hold it!"
The owner of that face was the long claw that was forgotten in the deepest part of the mountains, organizing the slave rats to continuously dig out the metal veins.
As his name suggests, he is an excellent slave rat, even though he has already got rid of his status as a slave rat and has become a priest.
But those sharp and thick claws were still firmly planted on his hands, a gift left to him by his experience as a slave rat.
He is very lucky to have long claws. He is the first ratman to be enlightened by the Broken Craftsman's Heart. At the same time, he is also very unlucky because he has a pair of thick and sharp claws that make it difficult for his hands to make other movements.
It was like a joke from the gods. Although Du Yuan would not be so boring, his craftsman's heart might not have thought that the person he was enlightening might not even be able to hold a hammer properly.
Reflected in the light lit by the faint blue sparks, the expression on Long Claw's face became more and more gloomy and ferocious.