Chapter 306, The Lucky God-Hated Guy
A grand sacrifice was held.
On the largest island reef.
With nowhere to go, Sheng Qi began to pray to the gods, and the sacrifices he could offer were the sick ratmen.
The ratmen with bulging stomachs were piled on the top of the island reef. There was no wailing. In fact, when the symptoms reached this point, they basically had no strength to shout.
The ratmen of the Western Fleet and the ratmen living on the island reefs abandoned the gullies, underground tunnels, and defenses that had just been completed not long ago and gathered here.
In order to survive.
When there were no worms wriggling in their bodies, they would naturally be more fearless and dare to stuff these messy things into their mouths.
The ratmen did this all the time. There were basically not many things they could not eat at all.
The habit of trying new foods randomly sometimes brings disaster.
What they are experiencing now and what has happened should be able to teach them a good lesson. At least for the ratmen of the Western Fleet, this white worm will become a taboo for a long time.
The ratmen who are not so seriously ill kneel on the ground, and the terminally ill are piled on the altar.
The big claw priests are painting the complex textures used for priests, and many things are prepared in a very short time.
This ratman, the Western Fleet, these guys who are in pain have no way out. They can only pray for the great gods to bless them.
Sheng Qi is indeed a lucky man.
To some extent, what he did is right. After all, even if those big claw priests and ratman priests can really find a way to solve this plague, he will not be able to hold on.
Only God can save them.
The weak big claw priests carved a sacred pillar. The material comes from the broken mast of the human sailing warship that drifted to this island and reef belt with the waves, and it was erected high.
This day will probably be remembered by Sheng Qi forever. Perhaps this is the only time in his life that he gets a response from the gods. He may also regret that he may have wasted an extremely precious opportunity.
Although Sheng Qi did not know that the one who responded to him that day was not the truly great god.
The great god in the rat people's cognition has always been only one.
Xiaochun was attracted here. This place meets the necessary conditions for calling Him. There is a natural depression with some bitter and salty sea water accumulated in it to serve as a blood pool, a divine pillar, a divine pillar carved out of a broken mast, and a grand sacrifice.
Sheng Qi can finally stop using the flag in his hand to support his body. His stomach has bulged a little. The habit of taking blood mushrooms for a long time is useful. The stronger physical fitness makes it difficult for those parasitic worms to reproduce and spread in his body.
Such strange and dangerous worms are not naturally existing things. They come from this magic tide. Strictly speaking, these worms are a kind of demonized species, a complete magic beast, not the kind of mutation that is difficult to replicate.
In fact, each of these white worms wriggling in the flesh and blood can be counted as a single monster.
The transformation brought by the magic tide has not yet blossomed among the numerous beasts, but has first shown its strength among insects, and a parasite that has completed the transformation just happened to be encountered by Sheng Qi.
Moreover, as a kind of monster, these worms have a strange property, delicious.
These are some very delicious parasitic monsters, a very deadly combination.
This may be why the rats did not hesitate to feast on these long worms before they realized the danger and experienced it personally.
Who would refuse a group of delicious worms? Anyway, the rats can't refuse it.
It is difficult to verify where these unlucky guys got these troublesome worms from. Maybe it was an unknown island along the way, or maybe these parasitic monsters completed their transformation on the rats. These guys who hang around in dirty areas are always inevitably contaminated with parasites.
It's just that these parasites often don't cause such a huge trouble to the rats.
Until today.
Fortunately, Xiaochun was able to save these poor guys. There is no doubt that Shengqi is a lucky guy. He offered this grand sacrifice.
Countless sick rats and himself knelt on the ground and cheered loudly.
Such a sacrifice successfully disgusted Xiaochun. Of course, Xiaochun may not be disgusted by such a picture. The key lies in the sacrifices offered by the rats.
Those sick rats who are terminally ill are not a very qualified sacrifice. The rats themselves are not qualified, and these sick rats are eaten up by the parasitic monsters on the basis of being unqualified.
Xiaochun showed a disgusted expression at this moment.
If the flesh and blood furnace is shit mixed with chocolate for Xiaochun, then now this pile of sick rats piled together is a pile of shit-smelling chocolate.
It's hard to say which of these two situations is better.
But soon, Xiaochun left the area, leaving with disgust.
His disgust still brought about some special situations, perhaps he treated this ritual site as a trash can.
Some of the resentment, the endless whispers of mistakes, the filth produced in the Ratman Empire every day, were partially discharged towards this ritual venue.
Xiaochun is indeed becoming more and more picky about food.
Gradually, blood mushrooms began to sprout, but almost all of them were black blood mushrooms that were completely black.
This black blood mushroom is not something that I would like to touch, but it is indeed what Sheng Qi and the Western Fleet need now.
If the Rat Man will only go crazy after eating this black blood mushroom, then these parasitic monsters, whose intelligence and mental power are seriously unqualified, will not even take the step of going crazy.
The moment of contact, you will be killed instantly.
In essence, they are swallowing poison together, but the rat people are obviously more resistant to poison.
Sheng Qi received the inspiration from the gods. He felt that he had received the inspiration from the gods. Looking at the germination of the black blood mushrooms, he lowered his head heavily, then raised it high again, shouting almost at the top of his lungs.
"O great god!"
In any case, he survived, and he was indeed a lucky guy, a lucky ratman.
At this moment, Sheng Qi, who was kneeling in front of the altar, really had a bit of fanaticism in his eyes. He felt that he had been blessed by the gods. He was also a rat priest, in addition to the commander-in-chief.
I continue to kneel down and worship sincerely like I am trying to make up for my vote, but the truth often hurts people.
He was not blessed by a great god, on the contrary, he disgusted a god next to his great god. Although it may not be possible to be blacklisted directly, it will probably be harder to get Shengqi from now on. Koharu responded.
The first guy in the Ratman Empire who was rejected by the gods.
Sheng Qi received such an honor, but the situation was not that bad.
After all he survived.
Soon, this horrific epidemic was alleviated. Just take a big sip of black blood mushrooms stewed in sea water, and congratulations on getting rid of this horrific disease.
Although what happens next may be a little bad.
The dead parasites inside the body will probably spurt out from behind.
If there are too many parasites in the body, this process may take an extremely long time.
The continuous spurts are on this island where the rat-men are crowding the rat-men.
In a very short period of time, this place became extremely filthy. This is a situation that is difficult to describe, after all, so many ratmen began to spew out at the same time.
Perhaps one can describe one or two as working hard to become stronger.
And the problem goes beyond that, with polluted water and food still in short supply.
The polluted water sources are all okay. Even if the water sources are inevitably mixed with a lot of indescribable filth, the rat people can drink happily without too much care by virtue of their super resistance.
But the shortage of food is a big problem.
Until the arrival of a large ship, the problem was successfully solved.
Sheng Qi's reinforcements arrived, and his most loyal allies and collaborators, the Great Claw Priests of the Gear Spirit Church, sent their gifts to their great Western Expeditionary Force leader, Sheng Qi.
The second generation Skaven battleship.
This generation of Skaven battleships continues most of the previous design ideas, but has become larger, even bigger, almost twice as big as the first generation of Skaven battleships.
With a radius of forty-five and a height of ten meters, this huge volume makes it difficult to even approach the coast. Only special ports can support the docking of these second-generation rat-man warships.
Not only that, this second-generation Skaven warship is also equipped with a new generation of weapons and cabin partitions.
The lightning cannon is mounted on the battleship, and it will not sink if it is damaged anywhere.
Well, even if you say that this second rat warship is very reliable, it is not true, but its huge size obviously makes up for this very well.
Moreover, as the volume of the round hull increases, its advantages are increasingly displayed.
Big enough.
A total of twelve lightning cannons were crammed into this second-generation Skaven warship.
The pain points of the past have not been solved, it is not able to sail faster, and it is not safe.
But it has become bigger, the firepower has become more intense, and the coverage range has become farther.
An all-out weapon for decisive battles at sea.
The second-generation warships that arrived at this island reef brought what the Western fleet needed most at present, food. The huge size and space finally gave the warship more places to pile dried cave mushrooms.
Shengqi has not completely recovered from this plague.
The arriving second-generation warship did not give him a sufficient sense of security, and he paid close attention to the actions of the human side.
Sheng Qi thought of a way.
Why did the Western Fleet and him become like this? It was because they were attacked by this plague, but this plague could not only attack rat people.
The weak and half-crouched Sheng Qi thought about this and must not let those damn heretics have such an easy life.
His eyes fell on the chattering big-claw priest next to him. The big-claw priest saved his life and almost got up again from his dying state, waiting for the divine revelation to appear.
As soon as he regained some strength, he came to Sheng Qi and began to talk endlessly about his so-called terrifying spiral.
Sheng Qi was already extremely fed up with this. If it weren't for the sudden inspiration, he would have been preparing to give this damn guy a not-so-dignified death.
Now, he had a gentle smile on his face. Although he was not in good condition, it did not affect him from patting the shoulder of the big claw priest next to him.
"Of course, I suddenly became interested in that, that."
"Yes, the terrifying spiral, the terrifying spiral, Commander Sheng Qi!"
"Yes! It's the terrifying spiral. I suddenly became a little more interested in it. Maybe I would be willing to support you."
As soon as these words were spoken, Sheng Qi saw that the big claw priest in front of him had his eyes wide open to an unparalleled degree.
The corners of Sheng Qi's mouth curled up again.
"But before I support you, I have a headache!"
Not long after, the big claw priest appeared in front of a small boat with a dazed expression.
Sheng Qi assigned him a task.
A difficult task.
Get close to the human settlement, and then let the island residents also experience the pain that these parasitic monsters can cause.
I don’t know if Sheng Qi is already very tired of him, or Sheng Qi doesn’t think he can do it. Sheng Qi only sent him a small boat and a box containing those parasitic monsters.
That’s all.
Such conditions made the expression of the big claw priest dull.
Of course, he can choose to retreat, but after retreating, Sheng Qi will have a very suitable reason to deal with him.
But it’s better than getting on this small boat and going to die.
The situation is clear, and there is no doubt about what to choose.
It’s just unexpected that this big claw priest, who just got rid of those parasitic monsters and almost went to see the big claw priest of the god, finally stepped on the small boat.
Pushing the oars in his hand vigorously, the small boat left the coast and rowed towards the depths of the ocean.
This is not a wise choice, but who can tell him that he really loves his design deeply.
He loves that terrifying spiral, and he will definitely make it come out!
With such an inexplicable obsession, this annoying big claw priest sailed to the ocean alone.
By the way, he is a guy with a name, Gear, Gear Mouse, which is a name with a high duplication rate in the Gear Spirit Church, an ordinary name. Of course, this gear mouse thinks he is the most talented and genius among those guys with the same name.
Although most of the big claw priests with the same name as him hold the same idea as him.
But he does need to be braver.
At least put the other gear mice here, those guys probably don't dare to step on the boat and sail to the sea to verify their design.
This is a rare thing among the big claw priests.
So maybe it might be more appropriate to give him the name of gear mouse.
Although I don't know if he can come back alive, after all, if he dies, then all this will be meaningless.