Chapter 139, the Old White Rat, the Saint, the Blade that Escaped.

Kneeling before this blurry statue.

Life has come to an end.

But faith has crossed that hurdle.

The old priest is already a saint.

This is not easy.

There are so many rat priests in the whole rat kingdom, in these years.

He is the only one who has crossed this threshold and ascended to the sainthood.

Looking at the huge rat statue in front of him, this statue condenses his pursuit for most of his life, born in arrogance and panic.

It is indeed not a god.

But in the blur, the old priest saw the god from this statue.

The god he has been chasing for half of his life.

Reaching out his arm, he wanted to touch the huge rat statue with a blurry face in front of him.

But in the great sorrow and joy, life still came to an end in the end.

In the sobbing, his eyes widened.

Towards death.

The old priest's death was not peaceful, he still had too many things to let go.

But death was approaching.

He died.

Du Yuan's first saint, the first saint born in the rat kingdom, died on the day of his birth.

A hazy golden glow appeared from the dead old priest.

It startled the young rat priests in the temple.

In the unbelievable shout.

Soon the news was sent to the ears of other senior rat priests in the outpost.

Those rat priests who regarded the small temple as a hot potato gathered in the small temple.

They looked at the body of the old priest kneeling on the altar of the god.

They stared at each other.

Obviously, no one expected such a thing to happen.

But the golden glow on the body of the old priest could not be fake.

This must be related to the great god.

Looking at the glow on the body of the old priest, they also looked at the blood mushrooms gradually sprouting in the blood pool.

Suddenly, some priests had an idea while their eyes turned.

And they knelt down together.

Towards the body of the old priest.

Also towards the blood mushrooms in the blood pool.

After having the body of the old priest, this small temple suddenly gathered some key things.

Blood mushrooms and the gift of God.

Well, there is actually one gift of God in the small temple, the ratman statue that turned into a crystal, but it is a dim and turbid statue with only a faint breath of God.

How can it compare with the old priest who died in the small temple in front of him, accompanied by a hazy golden light!

You know, the temple in the underground rat city only has these two things.

The blood pool, and the divine pillar as a gift from God.

And all of these are now in the small temple!

Some ideas that dare not have appeared, and instantly appeared in the hearts of these ratman priests out of control.

Can we remove the small word in the small temple and turn the small temple of this outpost into a real temple.

Then they can also jump up and become real temple priests.

What about the ratman temple priests at the outpost!

This idea soon sprouted and was affirmed in the mutual gazes of the ratman priests.

Why not?

The fire of ambition was ignited and began to burn.

But it is not easy to achieve this.

Because compared to mastering the production of blood mushrooms.

The appearance of another group of temple priests is undoubtedly more rebellious.

Rebellious against the existence that stands above the ratman kingdom and watches everything coldly.

Rebellious against the ratman high priest, the white rat.

But it is obvious that under that expected vision, all risks are thrown away.

If these abandoned guys can turn over one day, if one day, they can also become the high and mighty temple priests.

For this, they are willing to do everything.

In the mutual gaze, all the senior ratman priests present saw the madness on the faces of the opposite guys.

Everything in the outpost was mobilized.

A large number of slave rats were driven to the outskirts of the outpost, blocking all the underground tunnels leading to the underground rat city.

Slave-catching teams were sent to every main road in the underground city.

In order to ensure that everything is foolproof, and to ensure that the temple priest group in the small temple is successfully established.

The news that the old priest was blessed by God was concealed by them.

They did not know the existence of the saint, but just thought that the old priest was blessed by God.

The vague statue that embodied the old priest's beliefs, madness, pursuit, and regrets for most of his life was pushed to a corner of the temple by these crazy priests.

Instead, the dead old priest was placed by them in the position where the statue originally stood.

To be worshipped.

A grand sacrifice is about to begin, regardless of whether this sacrifice is successful or not, and whether it can get the attention of the gods.

After the sacrifice is over, the news that the gods cast blessings in the small temple will be spread.

The old priest's body emitting a hazy glow will be used as evidence.

They will also be witnesses of the God's gift, and in that supreme glory, announce the establishment of a new priest group and officially take office as temple priests.

When everything is settled.

Even if they die on the spot, they die as temple priests.

In a sense, the rat priests of these outposts are undoubtedly planning a grand rebellion.

But they are not betraying the great God.

Instead, he declared rebellion against the Temple Priests of the Underground Rat City and the newly formed Rat Council.

And this is a rebellion that has a high chance of success.

Although the outpost is far less prosperous than the underground rat city, the priests here are also laughed at by the priests of the underground rat city.

But what they want to do is not start a protracted war with the rat council in the underground rat city.

Just buy yourself some time.

It was just a matter of completing that grand sacrifice and successfully forming another group of temple priests.

Just hold on until all the dust settles.

At this time, if they take the initiative to serve again, as the temple priests who also receive the attention of the gods, even if they are white rats, they can only recognize it by holding their noses.

As for the blow to the prestige of the Rat Parliament and the turmoil it caused, I'm sorry, but this is something that the real Rat Parliament needs to consider.

Not something that our outpost temple priesthood needs to consider.

But is it really that easy?

………….

In the underground rat city.

In the underground cave dug out.

The white rat sits upright.

A tall Skaven assassin stood beside him in the darkness.

Faintly, it seems to be integrated with the darkness.

An already swollen blood mushroom was placed in front of the white mouse.

The rat's knuckles rapped on the table.

This was the first blood mushroom that sprouted in that outpost.

But at this time, it was placed in front of the white mouse.

Just glanced at it, in that brief thought.

Unusually, the rat did not make a decision on the spot.

Instead, he threw the question to the tall rat assassin hiding in the darkness.

"You handle it, but don't damage the temple of the god."

The White Rat did not see the small temple as a joke like most of the rat priests.

Because of this, he sent the spar statue stained with the aura of the gods to the small temple.

Although he looked down upon most of the rat priests in the outpost.

But there is indeed an exception and an accident.

The guy who turned into a statue, and the guy who carved the gods himself.

Back then, the guy who carved the gods also made him look sideways.

But it was just a sideways glance.

As the high priest of the Skaven Kingdom.

The white rat's pride needs no reason.

But the years still left irreversible traces on him.

For this purpose, he created a sharp blade, and at the same time, he also wanted to let go of this sharp blade.

His eyes were slightly closed.

He didn't even look at the rat assassin next to him.

Sighing without sadness or joy.

"I'm getting old too."

He has no more feelings about aging.

But these words made the rat assassin who was about to leave pause slightly.

The rat assassin paused at the door, blocking the light outside.

He also exposed a little bit of himself.

She has the same white hair as a white rat.

Soon he took another step and the rat assassin disappeared into the underground tunnel outside the door.

Darkness surges.

A force hidden in the shadows began to act, and the rat assassins began to gather towards the outpost.

The team was led by a tall rat assassin.

………….

Just when the Rat Empire was once again in turmoil.

Du Yuan was not idle either.

In the dark abyss.

A dispute began.

The jump in rank has brought Xiaochun a lot of improvements in wisdom.

This guy even secretly wanted to trick Chen Cang.

The main body clings to the sacred pillar where Du Yuan is sleeping to show a calm look.

The spreading branches came to this deep abyss.

I want to secretly attack the craftsman's heart.

Xiaochun, who has improved her wisdom, will no longer be frightened by the crude tricks of the Craftsman's Heart.

The spreading branches cannot be stopped by a craftsman with only a little bit of misty spirituality.

The branches penetrated into the beating heart of the craftsman, greedily wanting to eat the heart of the craftsman in front of him.

Until a figure appeared in this deep abyss.

With just a grasp, Xiaochun's branches were firmly controlled by Du Yuan.

Facing the manifested Du Yuan, Xiaochun's branches shook violently in fear and softened into a strip.

Kneel down without hesitation.

He didn't even dare to resist.

Du Yuan left a profound shadow on Xiaochun, including instinctive fear and resignation.

But at the same time, the craftsman's heart had a different attitude, as if he had finally met his savior, and his misty spirituality continued to exude a close aura towards Du Yuan.

But he was ignored by Du Yuan.

Without sadness or joy, I clutched the branches of Xiaochun in my hand.

He has already made a decision on the dispute between Xiaochun and the Craftsman's Heart.

In fact, there is nothing to hesitate. In the next war, he will need Xiaochun even more.

As for the Artisan's Heart, the Ratmen's metal smelting is already on the right track.

At the same time, his spirituality has become confused due to incompleteness.

In fact, you can still wait and wait for its spiritual completion, but Du Yuan is also curious at the same time.

What will swallowing the craftsman's heart bring to Xiaochun?

Just a little bit.

This devouring must be carried out under one's own control.

He gave it to Xiaochun, so Xiaochun can take it.

This must be understood.

He is the leader of everything.

At the same time, some rules must be determined by him.

The rats need more blood mushrooms, and blood mushrooms must be spread throughout the rat kingdom, which is also what Du Yuan wants to promote.

But everything must be balanced.

In Xiaochun's trembling movements, Du Yuan let go of its branches and quietly paused on the side.

Xiaochun was a little at a loss, but at the same time, he climbed towards the heart of the craftsman in front of him instinctively.

But this time, Xiaochun learned to be smart and watched Du Yuan's attitude on the side.

Until it was confirmed that Du Yuan did not stop it, the swallowing began again.

Du Yuan witnessed all this happening here silently.

Until the death of the old priest triggered Du Yuan's little induction.

But there was no need to cast a glance.

That bit of true spirit had already found Du Yuan here along the connection.

The golden light spots flew in the divine pillar where Du Yuan's body was sleeping.

Du Yuan's body opened his eyes for a moment and shook his head regretfully.

Unexpectedly, he encountered the same situation after just mocking the wild boar god.

Saints are naturally precious, but Du Yuan, who does not hold the Kingdom of God high, is also unable to accommodate the true spirits of believers.

In most cases, the true spirits of believers can only be allowed to dissipate naturally, but after the old priest ascended to the Saint, he was able to sense his existence with that little connection.

It happened that Du Yuan was very close.

He flew up and down around Du Yuan in the God Pillar.

But it was difficult to resist the fate of dissipation.

That's why Du Yuan shook his head.

As for the surging waves in the Rat Kingdom and the situation in the outpost.

The white rat has always handled it well.

He needs to keep an eye on Xiaochun's devouring and leaping. When necessary, whether interrupting or guiding, he needs to keep an eye on these.

At the same time, he will deal with the balance of the blood mushrooms after Xiaochun completes the leap.

Du Yuan will not directly interfere with the affairs of the rats.

Although he always keeps an eye on them, watching this group of noisy guys.

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Outpost.

The rat assassins have arrived.

After passing through a secret underground tunnel, he easily appeared in the outpost.

At this time, the outpost was much more deserted and empty than before.

A large number of slave rats that had originally gathered there were driven away to block the road.

And those rat priests who stopped at the outpost were either killed on the spot or expelled.

The outpost, which had been prosperous recently due to the victory of the third expedition, became silent.

But this was just an appearance.

As long as you get close to the small temple in the outpost, you will find that a grand sacrifice has entered the preparation stage.

And these were all observed by the rat assassins hidden in the dark.

There was not much hesitation.

Faced with this situation, the tall assassin leader issued an order to kill.

She didn't care what the priests in the outpost were doing.

She didn't care about their plots.

When they crossed the line, in her opinion, these guys were already dead.

As sharp blades, they were responsible for killing and would only kill.

The author has been killed by the weather recently. It's too cold. It snowed today in the south where it never snows. I also have a slight cold. I will update again when it gets warmer.