Chapter 140, the convening of the Rat Council, the choice of true spirits, and the vision given by D

Chapter 140, the convening of the Rat Council, the choice of true spirits, and the vision given by D

A massacre occurred.

In the preparation ceremony for the grand sacrifice.

The silent shadows in the darkness were killing the rat priests at the outpost with precision and speed.

This is the purpose of their existence.

Skaven Assassin.

From the beginning of its establishment, this team has been a sharp blade swinging inwards.

In the chaos of killing.

The rat priests around the small temple began to retreat in panic.

Madness has no effect on these assassins running in the shadows.

Even if the most elite slave-catching team gathered around him, they could not stop the precise assassination.

To make matters worse, the slaves who were to be used as ritual sacrifices were released at this moment.

Everything was a mess.

This brewing grand rebellion has not yet begun, but it is facing the most difficult challenge.

In that angry cry.

The senior Skaven Priests are not ready to give up.

When greed is completely ignited, it can only be stopped if the coldness of a sharp blade is close to their necks.

Red eyes.

All the troops began to converge towards the outpost, and densely packed ratmen crowded into this small space.

The killing aura was stretched.

Thirteen senior rat priests stood in front of the small temple, crazy and ferocious.

Under the influence of the killing aura, a large number of ratmen unconsciously fell into a state of madness.

And there was no enemy in front of them.

In that heavy breathing, in a simple push, chaos spread, and the crowded rat people began to fight with each other.

And it is accompanied by the superposition of killing halos one after another.

The brutal killings began.

The senior ratman priest did not prevent this tragic scene from happening, quite the opposite.

This is what they want to see.

The Skaven assassins hiding in the darkness emerged from this disorderly chaos.

Even if they could hide in the darkness and walk freely, they were helpless in the face of the crowded and chaotic battlefield in front of them.

In a crowded battlefield, there is no room for assassins to perform.

This chaos has become the best defense.

Unless these rat assassins give up the assassination of those senior rat priests.

And it doesn't stop there.

Amidst the angry and sharp shouts, the surviving young rat priests hurriedly raised the battle flags they had made in their hands and stood everywhere.

And he knelt down devoutly.

These senior priests were suddenly attacked.

Decisively and resolutely, he changed to another simpler and more convenient way of offering sacrifices.

Use everything in front of you as a sacrifice to hold a grand blood sacrifice.

Respond to this situation.

The rat assassins didn't hesitate much. They emerged from the darkness and began to gather in groups.

Charge into battle without hesitation.

Like the sharp tip of a spear, it struck hard into the crowded group of ratmen in front of them.

Rapid advancement.

Decisive and resolute.

But he was greeted by the ferocious smiles of the senior priests standing in front of the hall.

The wooden staff was raised high.

Terrifying magical fluctuations began to gather.

The rat assassins gathered together in front of these priests, which did not seem to be a very wise decision.

Or perhaps it was to protect the figure that was always hiding in the darkness.

When the fluctuations of the divine magic converge to the peak.

A dark blue short blade suddenly appeared in front of the senior ratman priest.

At this moment, not even the ferocious look on his face faded away.

The short blade shuttled past nimbly.

A tall rat-man assassin appeared in front of all the senior rat-man priests present.

Behind her, a ferocious-looking rat-man priest fell to the ground, and the terrifying wave of divine magic collapsed and disappeared.

Well, it's time to wake up.

The sharp blade was already at his neck.

At this moment, a large number of senior rat priests gave up their magic of condensation and hurriedly tried to escape.

In unison.

But obviously, it was too late to wake up at this time.

Another senior rat-man priest crossed paths with the tall rat-man assassin while running away.

He fell to the ground without making any sound.

A solid wind blade was thrown over by a priest.

After being a little away from the rat assassin, the faded bravery reappeared.

It's a pity that this solid wind blade was easily cut open by the tall assassin, and the thrown blade took away a crazy priest again.

In panic, the killing halo was stopped.

Instead, there were madness spells falling one after another.

Groups of slave-catching teams were dispatched by the senior priests of this outpost using the madness technique.

Pounced towards the tall assassin.

To save his own life.

It's just that the effect is not ideal.

Various situations have been anticipated when the Skaven Assassins were first formed.

This is a force specifically targeted at the Skaven Priests.

In that nimble figure.

The tall rat assassin easily disappeared into the intertwined darkness.

At the same time, this self-absorbed move also brought about another negative consequence.

After the killing aura was stopped, the slave rats who woke up began to flee without hesitation.

He wanted to avoid the cold team of rat assassins in front of him.

At the same time, I felt uneasy about what was happening in front of me.

Everything is a mess.

But the team of rat assassins rushed forward. At this last moment, only the slave-catching team that spent a lot of effort gradually was slightly more reliable.

At least they didn't flee immediately.

But only slightly.

Collapse at the first touch is a good word to describe the performance of these slave catching teams.

From the burning fire of ambition, to the cold reality slapped on the face.

It didn't take much time.

An unwilling ratman priest raised the wooden staff in his hand high in front of the temple.

Since everything is in vain, then don’t leave anything behind!

The earthquake technique was gathered by him.

And in this deep underground, the use of this magical spell will be fatal, and everything around will collapse under the action of the earthquake spell.

He wanted to die together.

At this time, the tall rat assassin appeared again.

The short blade in his hand stabbed the crazy rat-man priest.

But someone was already staring at him, and a flying stone was called out.

But the tall rat assassin didn't pay attention.

He sent the short blade in his hand straight into the chest of the crazy priest in front of him.

He was hit by flying rocks and flew out.

Soon after, the assassins came and killed all the living creatures here one by one.

When the tall assassin climbed up again, her right arm was already hanging down softly.

The rat assassins who did not wear any armor were extremely dangerous and at the same time extremely vulnerable.

She didn't take it seriously.

A simple tug, dragging the limp arm.

Push open the door of the small temple.

What caught the eye was the corpse of the saint with a hazy glow all over his body, and the blood mushrooms sprouting in the blood pool.

There are also the complicated god patterns that climb up the entire small temple, the replica of the god altar, and the huge rat-man statue with a blurry face.

Stands briefly.

His eyes scanned everything in front of him.

As if to confirm something, at this time, other rat assassins also entered the temple.

They looked solemnly at the saint's body which was glowing with hazy light.

Pray devoutly in front of the replica of the stone pillar of the god.

Even these cold assassins seem to have fanatical beliefs.

Except for the tall assassin who led the way.

The temple of the gods was not destroyed. After confirming this, she turned and left.

Subsequently, the Skaven Assassins carefully cleaned the outpost.

All the rat priests were killed one by one.

Heads were severed, driven through with wooden sticks, and erected in front of several of the main thoroughfares of the outpost as a deterrent.

Even most of the Skaven didn't know what was going on in the outpost.

But the densely packed rat-man heads themselves convey some information, explaining what happened in this outpost not long ago.

Especially when you still know one or two of the guys in the skull.

The slave rats blocking the road finally dispersed.

The Greatclaw Priests temporarily took over the fortress.

At the same time, Rat Zhan, who left shortly after the sacrifice ceremony, also arrived at the outpost at this time.

After that series of bad things happened, Rat Zhan didn’t want to stay in the underground rat city for a moment.

But he paused in front of this outpost.

Because of the rows of rat-man heads in front of him.

He knew some of them.

Some useless, but very rich guys, but at this time, those guys are all inserted here.

Let the rat war stop.

And began to turn back, even though Rat Zhan was not sharp enough to deal with some things.

But it does not include such obvious signs as before.

Something big is going to happen.

It was obvious that after these killings, even if the Skaven Assassins were not so showy, things in the outpost were destined to be unstoppable.

The White Rat must give an explanation after the Rat Council was established.

When the white rat voluntarily enters the established rules, then the rules also have constraints on him.

The rat assassins brought the saint's body to the white rat.

Even though this saint has that faint light in him.

But the white rat doesn't have much respect for it.

Just one glance, and there was a look of disdain on his face.

He knew the Rat Man, the arrogant fellow who carved statues of gods.

A guy who acts in a self-righteous way.

Wave casually.

Even though the white rat disdained it, the remains of the saint were still sent to the temple of the god.

will be displayed there.

It’s not that the white rat is telling the truth.

But at this critical moment, the White Rat must firmly hold the priest's dominance in his own hands.

During this time.

A test was conducted on white rats.

Blood mushrooms have also begun to sprout in another place in the Underground Rat City.

All this is unstoppable.

Undoubtedly, God's will.

Change is going to happen, even if it brings many problems.

However, as long as it is what the gods want.

He will do it.

In this transformation, he must hold on to it all.

Therefore, even though he was disdainful, the white mouse still gave the arrogant mouse who carved the gods a chance.

His remains will be placed in the temple of the god.

At the same time, the heads of the senior rat priests in the outpost were also brought back to thirteen.

He will convene a council of Skaven.

The changes to the Blood Mushroom will be announced by him in the parliament.

These heads will also be displayed on the table of the Parliament as a silent warning.

Amid this change, he still distrusted those rats.

Therefore, everything needs to be held more firmly in his hands.

Just like he always does.

The white mouse wanted to stand up.

But there was a brief moment of silence amid the slight delay in getting up.

There was more depth in his eyes.

The Skaven Council will be convened.

………….

at the same time.

The saint's true spirit flying up and down in front of Du Yuan's body has also reached its limit.

Even under the abundant nourishment of faith in the divine pillar, it keeps dissipating and becomes dim.

At this time, Du Yuan opened his eyes.

Look at the little bit of true spirit flying in front of you.

Du Yuan gave him a choice.

"If you are willing to accept it, you will awaken in my kingdom after a long sleep."

Stretching out his hand, a bit of gray spirituality appeared in Du Yuan's hand.

This is the confused and incomplete spirituality of the craftsman’s heart.

Du Yuan did not let Xiaochun swallow the spirituality of the craftsman's heart completely.

He took out the incomplete and misty spirituality.

In order to give the true spirit in front of me that is about to dissipate a chance.

Even though the spirituality of the craftsman's heart is vague and incomplete, its accumulated spirituality is large enough and tough enough, but it lacks a little bit of true spirit.

And this lack of true spirit can be made up for by the saints in front of us.

Du Yuan extended an invitation to him.

Waiting for his response.

As the first saint among the rat people, he is also the first believer to see him.

Du Yuan was willing to give him a chance.

Just unexpectedly.

This is so true, but he did not agree to Du Yuan's invitation.

Still flying up and down in front of Du Yuan.

But as it flew up and down, its dissipation was getting closer and closer.

Du Yuan watched all this.

Somewhat puzzled.

But the misty spirituality of the craftsman's heart in his hands has not been put away.

Just waiting quietly for the spiritual decision in front of me.

When it is about to disappear.

He did not choose the misty spirituality of the craftsman's heart in Du Yuan's hands, nor was he tempted by the promise given by Du Yuan.

The divine pillar that left Du Yuan.

Floating toward the distance.

He passed his corpse in the temple and paused slightly in front of the white rat, but he didn't stay too long.

When it finally dissipates.

This bit of spirituality returns to the little shrine at the outpost.

At this time, due to the purging of the priests at the outpost, the small temple became deserted again.

But arriving here made him jump for joy.

Pausing in front of the huge, fuzzy rat-man statue.

He paused in front of the giant rat-man statue that had placed too much of his trust in him.

The moment that was about to dissipate, he suddenly hit it.

All the disintegrated spirituality was absorbed into the statue in front of him.

It rejected Du Yuan's vision and the possibility of survival.

When it was about to dissipate, it still chose to practice its own path and practice its own arrogant path.

He wanted to add a little spirituality and a little divinity to this vague statue.

Let it become a true idol.