Chapter 197, Gift, ridicule, piety, price
One by one, the temple guards climbed onto the treetops of the sacred oak tree and stood solemnly.
Like statues.
A temple guard with particularly complex and exquisite patterns on his armor passed through the group of solemn colleagues.
Even the distance between each step is surprisingly consistent.
At this moment when the bell rings.
At the moment when the sacred bell rang, he stood in front of the altar of the great god, trampled on the altar built from the ruins of the heretical god's temple, and formally began to plead for blessings.
At this moment, the temple guards, who were motionless like statues, showed obvious fluctuations for the first time.
No longer silent, no longer solemn, amidst the subtle clash of armors, one by one the temple guards raised their heads, lowered their eyes, and stared at the altar in front of them.
Sheng Qi watched the sacrifice not far away.
An oppressive and solemn atmosphere began to permeate the moment the temple guard raised his head.
Sheng Qi and the rat-man running knight beside him both obediently kept their mouths shut at this moment.
The leader of the temple guards wearing more exquisite armor on the altar has already begun to pray to the gods.
He humbly prostrates himself in front of the sacred altar and shouts loudly.
The temple guards who raised their heads did not lower their heads and stared at the altar in front of them in silence. They had always been like this, remaining silent during each grand sacrifice.
But the god did not respond, and the temple guards chose to wait.
Transformed back into the silent statues.
In their actions, the atmosphere at this time became even more depressing. In the depressing atmosphere, a rat-man running knight next to Sheng Qi instinctively swung his tail.
The moment he swung his tail.
There was a neat clicking sound, and the temple guards who were as motionless as statues were alerted at this moment.
The rat-man running knight, who was wagging his tail, completely froze, tensing up all the muscles in his body and not daring to move.
It's just that this state is uncomfortable, and he manages to maintain it with a horrified expression. As for Sheng Qi and the other rat-men running knights beside him.
There was an inexplicable omen, and Sheng Qi felt that it was best not to make any noise now.
Otherwise, you might really die.
From the beginning of the sacrifice to now, time has not passed for a long time, and it is extremely difficult.
Sheng Qi had already begun to regret why he had to come and watch. He should have understood long ago that this sacrifice had nothing to do with him.
Gritting his teeth, he also pretended to be a statue.
There is nothing wrong with this sacrificial ceremony, and neither can the sacrifices.
At this time, the offerings piled up on the altar were of various types.
Far more than just the heads of half-elves.
The wolf orcs on the vast grassland were also pushed to the altar at this moment, and not only the wolf orcs, but also the heads of wild boar and lizard people were placed on the altar.
But even so, this is an illegal sacrifice.
The temple guards became the supporters and promoters behind this grand war in the second half of the war.
If it weren't for the continuous flow of blood mushrooms, this war might still be in a stalemate.
But non-compliance is non-compliance, even if both parties to the transaction have no objections to it.
But God's gift is not something that can be traded.
It is impossible for the temple guards not to know this. This group of fanatics who guard the temples will even resist the opportunity to awaken and become rat priests. In order to retain their qualifications as temple guards, they loyally guard around the temples, even in this battle. In the grand changes that affected the entire Skaven Kingdom, they also began to get involved in more things.
But their job has never been given up by them.
Undoubtedly pious, every grand sacrifice will be recorded by the temple guards. It is impossible for them not to know what happened to Sheng Qi.
On the ruins of that transparent tower, Sheng Qi once prayed to the great gods. That sacrifice was the only time he ever set foot in the temple of a heretic god, but the gods turned out to be sacrifices that had not been sacrificed.
On the contrary, the old ratman priest who turned into a statue still echoed with the glory of the god.
But even so, they still came.
Standing solemnly in front of the sacred altar, like a quiet stone statue.
Wait quietly.
Sheng Qi has begun to pray to the great god deep in his heart, praying that he can send grace at this moment.
You are not praying for yourself, or rather, you are praying for yourself, praying so that you can survive.
The hair all over his body had begun to stand up faintly.
Death had never been so close to him as now.
In the slow flow of time, until a dazzling light falls, until a dazzling light falls.
The rat-man running knight beside him who forcibly tensed his body was the first to react, fell to the ground, and in ecstasy, loudly praised the great god.
"Great God! Great!"
But the praise stopped suddenly, as if something had strangled his throat.
The dazzling golden light fell and landed in the corner of the sacred oak canopy. Witnessed by all the ratmen present, a broken scimitar was blessed by the god.
This is a standard scimitar. The rat people do not use this weapon very much. To be precise, Sheng Qi's Western Expeditionary Force does not use such weapons.
In the Eastern Army of the Rat War, as more and more scimitars were captured, the young ratmen had begun to wield these strange-looking weapons. This trend was still spreading, and some ratmen warriors had extra weapons on their waists. The presence of a scimitar.
The blessing of the gods fell on a weapon, a half-elf weapon, and a broken half-elf scimitar.
The hair on Sheng Qi's body had completely exploded, and his body began to shake slightly.
The gods sent blessings to a broken half-elf scimitar.
Sheng Qi felt that he was dead.
Even his body started to tremble, but what he didn't notice was that the stagnant atmosphere on the field gradually dissipated at this moment.
The leader of the temple guards who was kneeling on the ground raised his head, stood up again, and came to the broken scimitar that had been blessed by the gods without any disdain.
Lift it carefully, lift it high.
At this time, his eyes were a little dull. Perhaps he was regretting why he came to join in the fun. He felt that he was going to be executed. On this treetop, if these temple guards wanted to kill It doesn't take much effort on my part.
He regrets it very much now. If he had known this situation, he should have transferred all the troops to the treetops.
Sheng Qi does not regret his greed.
It was because of greed that I still longed for the blessings of the gods, so I came to the scene of this grand sacrifice, wondering if it was possible that the blessings from the gods might not come to the temple guards who were on the altar. Instead of the leader, it fell on him. After all, he was the commander-in-chief of this war, although the leadership of this sacrifice was sold by him personally.
But Sheng Qi still has some thoughts about the gift from the god.
Until the gift fell, landing on a broken half-elf scimitar.
I felt that I must be dead, until the leader of the temple guards raised the scimitar in his hand, until the elite temple guards knelt down under the sacred altar.
Until a series of fanatical shouts echoed above the sacred canopy at this time.
Sheng Qi came back from his daze.
In fact, even if he mobilized all the troops, it would still not be difficult if the temple guards wanted to kill him.
The distance between the two sides is too close.
Even if Sheng Qi mobilizes the skinned giant rat that he spent a lot of money to raise, it will only be a somewhat troublesome thing for these temple guards.
The temple guards who can gather here today are not simple existences. Du Yuan's release of blood mushrooms first benefits the group of guys who are not short of mushrooms in the first place.
The blood mushrooms in their hands became more abundant. With the promotion of blood mushrooms, a group of the most elite temple guards were no longer targeting ordinary senior rat warriors. Even those elites were weaker than them. More than one, the targets are those real rat warlords.
The temple guards have always been the most elite army in the Skaven Kingdom, even if this army never even set foot on the battlefield for a day.
He looked past the temple guards kneeling on the ground and listened to the fanatical shouts.
"Great god, great god!
Great God! "
This group of temple guards who usually stood in the temple without a smile cheered enthusiastically. When these extremely powerful temple guards called out to the gods, they still kept repeating a few simple words like ordinary rat men.
Sheng Qi's expression was even more confused, and he looked at the leader of the temple guards who stood on the high altar.
Sheng Qi ignores a very serious problem. You are not qualified to choose many things, especially when this thing is so important to you, whether it is good or bad, whether it is gorgeous or ordinary, in the end The key is to have it first.
The most important thing is that you have it.
The temple guards got what they wanted, and their fanatical cheers echoed on the towering treetops of the sacred oak tree for a long time.
Shengqi survived.
The temple guards carried out a heavy box, and the leader carefully put the half-elf scimitar with a hazy glow in his hand into the box.
This blessing was actually even worse and inferior than what Sheng Qi saw.
Even though it inherited the dazzling divine brilliance, this broken half-elf scimitar was plated with a touch of gold, but this gold color was not constant, and even dimmed visibly with the passage of time, even though this brilliance The speed of passage is not fast, but this unstable brilliance is still a reality.
It may not take long, or it may take a while, but in the end, when the glory dissipates, this broken half-elf scimitar will return to normal.
This is not even a blessing, because the light wrapped around this broken scimitar will eventually disappear completely at some point.
But it's obvious that the temple guards don't care about this.
After doing all this, the temple guards solemnly guarded the heavy box and were about to leave.
Sheng Qi hesitated to speak, but in the end he said nothing.
The leader of the temple guards did not leave with the team. After doing all this, he finally had some extra time and came to Sheng Qi.
The mask was pulled up, and this was a rat man with white hair like a white rat.
Ignoring the strange expression on Sheng Qi's hesitation to speak.
Said with a smile.
"Commander Sheng Qi, thank you for providing this opportunity. I still have a gift here."
Sheng Qi wanted to refuse. After this series of shocks, he became a little more repelled by the guys in front of him.
Until one box after another appeared in front of me.
Another group of temple guards appeared. This group of temple guards was equally powerful. They carried boxes one after another and carried them to Sheng Qi.
The leader of the temple guards casually opened the lid of a box, and what caught his eye immediately changed Sheng Qi's expression.
He had already faced a lot of shocks tonight, and for a while he didn't know how to deal with them.
The chaotic emotions made Sheng Qi a little overwhelmed, but the instinct of his body still reflected his most direct feeling at this time.
His breathing became heavier unconsciously.
These things are blood mushrooms, not ordinary blood mushrooms, but the most colorful and high-quality blood mushrooms. This is indeed a gift that he cannot refuse no matter what, a precious gift.
The words in his mouth were swallowed by the big smile of the temple guard leader in front of him.
Some dangerous words were spoken, and hesitation appeared on Sheng Qi's face again. He just looked at the boxes piled up in front of him, and just thinking about the blood mushrooms piled in these boxes, the words of rejection were... It was never revealed by Sheng Qi again.
The Skaven are always forthright and honest about their greed.
“The old era will eventually come to an end, but who will be in charge of the new era has not yet been determined.
But I think the strength of a rat man should be quite different.
Who should you choose, Commander Sheng Qi? "
At this moment, there was a smile in the big smile of the temple guard leader. Sheng Qi, who was being watched, was a little more panicked for no reason. He turned his head to avoid it, but also ignored the temple guard leader's look at this moment. The look in his direction.
The look in his eyes was the same as when he looked at the blood mushroom.
It’s also greed.
It's just that Sheng Qi's greed is for the blood mushroom, while the temple guard's greed is for Sheng Qi.