Chapter 141, the last seat, the old lion, the flesh and blood of the god
Du Yuan stared at the statue that was infused with Broken True Spirit.
Staring at the blurry giant rat-man statue.
But he didn't wait for the miracle to appear.
The huge rat-man statue standing at the edge of the small temple has not undergone any changes.
Even though the old priest risked everything for it.
The scattered light spots dimmed in the flicker.
The true spirit dies.
But it made Du Yuan remain silent for a short time and put away the spirituality of the craftsman's heart in his hands.
This group of spiritual beings may still be of use.
Du Yuan did not take any action to bring a happy ending to the old priest in front of him.
Even this he can do easily.
Add a little spirituality to that vague rat-man statue, a little spirituality.
Even he was touched by the old priest's choice.
Because it is contrary to His ways.
Now, he needs a united Skaven Empire.
At least the Skaven Empire was united on the surface.
The unified church held in the hands of the White Rat is already the hub of everything in the Rat Empire.
As a god, he must take responsibility for his own path.
But if you ask Du Yuan, the possibility of that happening is slim.
A dazzling shimmer really lit up the blurry statue.
So what will he do?
Du Yuan might not be able to give an answer.
Even if the answer is obvious, for the sake of your own path, you must personally destroy the illuminated miracle.
This is undoubtedly the best answer.
But ask your heart.
After all, it was a bit touching.
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The Skaven Council.
Twelve of the most powerful Skaven in the Skaven Empire gathered together.
Confusion, excitement, restlessness, ambition, fear.
These expressions appeared on the faces of the twelve rat men.
But it didn't go beyond it at all.
Quietly waiting for the rat man at the top to preach.
The price of overstepping has been plainly demonstrated.
Not in that monstrous prestige, not in the cruel methods of the past, but right in front of you, on the table in front of you.
Thirteen bloody heads were placed on the table of the parliament.
This is the most direct and effective advice.
Containing the thoughts surging in your heart, restraint is the most precious virtue at this time.
In the white rat's sharp and arrogant gaze, in the unwilling expression of the head on the table.
All the twelve rat men present lowered their heads.
Even the most unruly Rat Zhan bowed his head obediently at this time.
No thought of getting into trouble at all.
White Rat chose the most arrogant method to make an announcement in this meeting.
He was still not at ease with the rat men in front of him.
The words were cold and certain.
The shocking fact about the spread of blood mushrooms was thrown out directly by White Rat, without much foreshadowing and a straight-to-the-point announcement.
At this moment, even the rat priest who had some vague guesses fell into a daze.
The prelude to change has officially begun.
Just because of a message.
The blood mushroom began to spread.
The blood mushroom nurturing also supports the growth of the rat people, but at the same time, it is gradually turning into a shackles.
The unique blood mushroom firmly restricts the development of the rat people.
Ratmen cannot live without blood mushrooms.
But blood mushrooms will only appear in the temple of gods in the underground rat city.
This concentrated all power towards the Underground Rat City, and also made all other cities except the Underground Rat City a joke.
If it weren't for the desire for blessings from the gods, if it weren't for the morbid and deformed comparison nature of the rat priests.
Then the rat people will probably never leave the barren mountains.
The Skaven need sacrifices.
But it doesn't necessarily require war.
Unless blood mushrooms are swaying in every city.
Pathological vanity can be superimposed on the most genuine desires and greed.
But before Du Yuan ascended to the demigod.
This process has never started, and the invisible shackles have firmly locked all the rat people together.
Whether you are an ambitious priest, a far-sighted general, or a terrifying careerist.
They can only be gathered in that barren mountain range.
Gathered in that small underground rat city.
At this time, the shackles were opened.
Expansion, killing, strife and the harvest of blood mushrooms.
Glory, achievement, desire, and the harvest of blood mushrooms!
Greed, desire, ambition, everything will be directed towards war.
Everything can be obtained in killing, and everything can only be obtained in killing.
A truly twisted country is about to be born.
But not without cost.
Accompanied by blood mushrooms swaying in every rat city.
Accompanied by the glory of the god, it can be chanted in every rat city.
The once great city was about to fall from grace.
The authority of the high priest will be diluted again.
But the rat didn't care.
He just made the announcement at this time arrogantly and violently.
At this moment, make a declaration to these guys in front of you.
Even at this moment, these rat men present.
These twelve ratmen have reached the top of the ratman kingdom.
They didn't even have the courage to look the rat in the eye.
But the white mouse's behavior still made people think of the old lion for no reason.
White Rat no longer handled and decided everything calmly and indifferently as before.
He began to show his fangs and wave his claws.
Invisibly, the dark clouds that had always shrouded the Rat Kingdom were about to dissipate.
When the parliament was about to end.
White Rat dropped the parliamentary seat in his hand.
A tall rat man walked out from behind White Rat.
Obviously, she had been standing behind White Rat since the beginning of this meeting.
But her existence was not even discovered by the other rat men present.
Standing in front of White Rat
The cold red eyes swept across all the rat men present.
No rat man dared to look up and look at each other.
Even Rat Zhan, when facing the sudden cold red eyes.
He lowered his head.
But this was not because she had such a strong deterrent power.
It was just because he stood in front of White Rat.
The last seat in White Rat's hand fell and was handed over to the tall rat assassin in front of him.
This parliament came to an end.
For the rats, this will be an unprecedented change.
White Rat is still suppressing everything.
But is everything really going so smoothly?
The meeting is over.
At the door of the God's Temple.
Just after stepping out of the door of the temple.
Rat Zhan stopped.
In front of the door, he waited for the tall assassin who stepped out together.
The corner of his mouth curled up.
He gave a provocative and disdainful look.
Rat Zhan's judgment was not wrong. His biggest asset against White Rat has never been the titles one after another, the army under his command, or even the experience bestowed by God.
Only time.
Time is on the side of the young him.
Just wait, just lie dormant, and everything will get results.
Rat Zhan can't wait for this day to come.
Walk away.
But Rat Zhan obviously overlooked one point.
At least at this time, White Rat has not reached the final moment.
After he left.
The white rat walked out of the temple slowly.
He took in the scene just now.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
He looked in the direction where the rat war left.
The white rat had never trusted these rat people, always.
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In the deep abyss.
Xiaochun's devouring of the craftsman's heart had reached the last moment.
In the waving branches.
The deformed flesh and blood in the craftsman's heart completely stopped beating, shrunken, rotted, and even the basic shape could no longer be maintained.
The metal gears that made up the shell collapsed to the ground, and at the same time, they lived up to the previous faint blue light.
It completely lost all its spirituality.
Except for the misty spirituality taken away by Du Yuan, the beating craftsman's heart was plundered and digested by Xiaochun.
Xiaochun immediately showed a state as if he was full.
Along with the devouring, a subtle transformation is about to happen.
Xiaochun's branches began to shrink. Obviously, Xiaochun, who was full, did not need nutrition for the time being.
But this was not allowed by Du Yuan.
The big hand stretched out and grabbed Xiaochun.
It came from the main body in Du Yuan's divine pillar.
Du Yuan stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiaochun's main body clinging to the divine pillar.
Xiaochun, who had become lazy because of being full, became energetic at once, and the branches collapsed straight.
Du Yuan was about to put down his plan.
Some simple rules were engraved on Xiaochun's origin as rituals.
Xiaochun instinctively wanted to resist.
But after just one look, he calmly put down his resistance.
Just a few simple rules.
You can cast branches in Du Yuan's temple, and you can only cast branches in Du Yuan's temple.
You can collect the life essence of the corpse in the blood lake, but you must leave blood mushrooms in exchange.
These two rules were engraved into Xiaochun's origin as hard rules.
At the same time, Du Yuan also interfered with Xiaochun's transmission rules.
Just to achieve an effect.
To achieve a balance in the upcoming changes and waves of the rat kingdom.
Under Du Yuan's interference, all the branch temples that have been laid out will more or less become the providers of the main temple.
To put it simply.
That is, if a sacrifice is carried out at the outpost.
Then about one-fifth of the blood mushrooms harvested will not germinate in the small temple, but will gather where Xiaochun's body is entrenched, and gather in the temple of the underground rat city.
Du Yuan released the thickest chain.
But he kept a traction rope.
This will prevent the rats from falling to the worst ending and completely splitting into a pile of loose sand.
Everything is engraved.
Du Yuan let go of Xiaochun, who was like a dead snake.
The descending incarnation disappeared in this deep abyss.
After a long time, poor Xiaochun carefully climbed up the pillar and began to sleep aggrievedly.
Obviously, today, Xiaochun's shadow on Du Yuan has deepened.
Of course, as Xiaochun devoured the Craftsman's Heart.
The one that was most affected was the long claw.
He looked at the Craftsman's Heart in front of him, which had disintegrated into a ball without any spirituality, and fell into confusion.
This had a considerable impact on him.
He didn't quite understand.
Obviously just leaving for a little while.
But obviously, we can only accept the situation at this time.
Perhaps it was because the Artisan's Heart had been so harshly plucked before. Even if the Artisan's Heart completely collapsed at this time, it was not enough to immediately collapse Long Claw's research.
It's just that he lost the chance to try a second time.
Standing in front of a transparent glass column.
Well, when it comes to technology, the long claws that have been inherited by the craftsman's heart are obviously not inferior to anyone in the Skaven Kingdom.
It is not comparable to those rat priests who started in a hurry in the ruins.
The deep abyss he was in seemed to be the most technologically advanced place in the Ratman Kingdom.
Even the pure glass was tinkered with by him.
To carry a heart.
A huge heart soaked in scarlet blood, a heart that seems to be beating.
The long claw revived the dragon's heart.
At this time, it is pumping, continuously pumping out the blood contained in the glass column.
This is already quite an exaggerated scene.
It had just entered the metal age, and even metal smelting was incomprehensible, and the iron tools produced were generally from the relatively fragile Ratman Kingdom.
There are already guys who can even resuscitate a dead heart.
But this is not the most important research result of long claws.
This dragon heart is just an introduction, a lock, and a transition.
The things that really matter are the things that climb on the heart.
Look carefully.
You will find out.
On the beating heart of the dragon, some golden lines are climbing.
These are the keys with the claws.
A key that can bring about a jump.
The purest and most essential thing taken from the heart of the craftsman belongs to the flesh and blood of the gods.
Since acquiring these flesh and blood.
In other words, after realizing that these things are the flesh and blood of the god.
This flesh and blood was not given to the white rat, nor to anyone else.
Without hesitation, I started my crazy research.
He wants to use these flesh and blood to complete the transition of life.
To get closer to God.
This is undoubtedly very..., bold?
In other words, blasphemy.
As a believer in a god, as a mortal being.
However, this arrogant mouse wanted to move towards the god just by relying on the strand of flesh and blood in his hand.
But the research did not go well. The flesh and blood of gods is not so easy to touch, even the flesh and blood of gods obtained from the weak craftsman's heart.
Mortal objects are not enough to carry divinity, and any contact will only bring one result, pollution.
It is not that the experimental products are contaminated by the flesh and blood of gods, but that the flesh and blood of gods are contaminated by the experimental products.
Falling down the level is no longer sacred, as long as the touch occurs.
The flesh and blood of gods produced by the heart of the craftsman is not up to standard, but from another perspective, if it were not so unqualified, then the flesh and blood of gods would never be able to touch it with its long claws.
Only the confused craftsman's heart gave the long claw a chance.
It can even be said that the rapid decline of the craftsman's heart and the unsuspecting defeat in the dispute with Xiaochun are mostly due to this guy with long claws.
You really chose the wrong mouse!