Chapter 202: A Cruel and Crazy Madman

They would not have thought that Du Yuan could gather divinity so quickly.

This was something that Du Yuan himself had never expected, and to some extent, it also declared that Du Yuan was competent as a god.

Du Yuan's figure dimmed and returned to the Desolate Mountains.

I don't know from which day all the plans were disrupted. Now Du Yuan can no longer decide what kind of god he wants to be, but he can only become such a god, a cruel evil god, a crazy lunatic.

In the temple of the underground rat city in the Desolate Mountains, Du Yuan held Xiaochun's branch, and Xiaochun, who was still relying on sleep to slowly transform, was awakened.

Looking at Du Yuan in horror, it was obvious that she didn't understand what happened.

Du Yuan did not explain, and the huge torrent of faith surged in Du Yuan's hands, converging into the surging waves.

He needs to increase the stakes.

Blessings, revelations or gifts, these can make the rat people more calm when facing this war, but it is not enough.

He wanted to gain enough power to fight against the gods of the grassland, which required the birth of the killing divinity, and the birth of the killing divinity required more than just a victory in a huge war.

This required more ratmen.

For this reason, he set his sights on Xiaochun. This surging wave, a wave formed by the gathering of pure faith power, was an excellent nutrient, and Xiaochun's growth began to accelerate.

But this process was not comfortable, it was extremely painful. Even though Du Yuan had greatly purified the faith power provided, this power was still inevitably entangled with the terrifying whispers, the whispers from the ratmen.

Ratmen were not as pure as those pure races, and this faith contained too many things.

Xiaochun screamed in fear.

This transformation made her wisdom more full, and her wisdom was no longer so superficial.

Looking at Du Yuan in front of her, she shouted anxiously.

She didn't want this power, it hurt, it really hurt.

"Father!"

A babyish cry came out of Xiaochun's mouth, and Du Yuan paused his movements, but the pause was only for a moment.

There was no response to Xiaochun's cry, and the surging wave of faith in his hand did not stop.

In pain, Xiaochun twisted her body in Du Yuan's hands and struggled.

After a while, the twisting stopped, and Xiaochun completely collapsed in Du Yuan's hands, without any movement. Du Yuan's divine core took over Xiaochun's will.

Most of the whispers of sentient beings were directed to the blood lake by the divine core.

A miracle has come. In this blood lake, blood mushrooms emerged like a gusher, and soon they covered the pool of scarlet water. The corpses floating in the blood lake were suppressed by the blood mushrooms that kept emerging, and they filled the entire lake surface.

Facing the appearance of this scene, the temple guards stationed in the temple also widened their eyes, and soon they reported the matter.

The white rat hurried over.

At this time, the blood mushrooms had spread out of the blood lake and began to spread to the entire temple.

Is this a blessing from the gods?

Such a question appeared in the white rat's mind, but the change was not over. A bit of black appeared, and a bit of black that continued to spread suddenly appeared on the extremely bright blood mushrooms.

Not just one blood mushroom, but all the blood mushrooms. On these layers of swaying red blood mushrooms, the deep black began to spread.

Not long after, all the blood mushrooms in the blood pool were dyed black and red, and the bright and dazzling red echoed the deep and deep black.

As the news spread, more and more rats arrived and came to this temple, but after witnessing such a scene, they all became a little more panicked.

They were all big figures in the rat kingdom, or in other words, those who could enter this temple were all big figures in the rat kingdom.

But at this time, they all showed panic expressions.

Before this, no one was more eager for the gods to give revelation than them, but when this scene really appeared, all that was left on their faces was fear.

The uneasy expressions of these guys made Bai Shu frown, and his cold eyes swept over the ratmen gathered in front of him.

This sacred temple was quiet again.

There was nothing to be afraid of. He was a believer of the gods. He took a step and came to the altar that was about to be swallowed by the black and red blood mushrooms, and knelt down devoutly.

Suddenly, these ratmen who gathered and came to this temple also knew what to do. Although they were probably still a little scared in their hearts, they also knelt down with Bai Shu.

Spontaneously and devoutly shouted loudly.

"Great God! Great God!"

Except for the two warlords who served as ratmen councilors, looking at the spreading blood mushrooms, they knew how these blood mushrooms grew.

These blood mushrooms can only germinate with flesh and blood!

Uneasy and fearful, he looked at the blood mushrooms.

When faced with such a scene, the Ratman Priest was indeed more peaceful.

At least these rat priests who were kneeling in the temple were terrified, but they still knelt down, and they were fanatical and pious when they began to shout and pray.

But the two rat warlords were still wavering.

One rat warlord gritted his teeth and knelt down, but the other was unwilling.

Such a scene angered the temple guard standing not far away, and his red eyes were cast on this lunatic who was disrespectful to the gods.

In a rage, he rushed towards the rat warlord one step at a time, swinging the blade used for sacrifice in his hand. How could the rat warlord, who had not held a weapon for a long time in long-term comfort, resist?

The temple guard cut off his head with a knife.

The rolling head was full of disbelief. He couldn't believe that as a rat councilor, a high-ranking rat councilor, he died like this, blood splattered, and fell to the ground.

The rat warlord who knelt on the ground on the other side trembled a little more. The temple guard who had just executed a rat councillor cast a disdainful look on the rat warlord and did not move again.

Executing a councillor does not mean that there is no price to pay, even if he is the guard of this sacred temple.

Wiped the blood on the sacrificial blade in his hand, facing the dazzling pillar of God that always glowed with a bright light.

The sacrificial blade was placed on his neck, solemn and solemn.

With the falling of the hand.

Is there any price more severe than death?

The gorgeous sacrificial blade fell, even if it was death, but the temple guard still used all his strength to make his posture solemn and pious.

Kneel down to the great god.

The surviving rat warlord was frightened, and pressed his head tightly to the ground, not daring to move.

The rats present did not focus their eyes here.

The black and red blood mushrooms were still spreading, almost drowning every place in the temple, but the devout and fanatical shouting never stopped.

"Great God!"

Du Yuan stopped moving.

Xiaochun was not forcibly pulled to the rank of demigod. Du Yuan's action was already a kind of forcing things to grow. Xiaochun's original effect, the effect of the divine card of Spring Call, was re-catalyzed by the huge power of faith, and she was the first to complete the transition.

The price was that Xiaochun's path was more strictly bound to Du Yuan and the rat man, which undoubtedly restricted Xiaochun's future.

In exchange for a more powerful Spring Call, the rat man's twisted breeding was increased.

In a gentle movement, Du Yuan put Xiaochun back on the divine pillar, and Xiaochun climbed back on the divine pillar in an instinctive wriggling.

The pain had not yet passed, and the green branches twitched from time to time.

There was another item that was not mentioned.

Du Yuan's actions will also bring a consequence, that is, resentment from Xiaochun. The leap of rank brings the improvement of wisdom. After the wisdom is improved, the way he gets along with Xiaochun will inevitably change.

But now he is so rude.

Xiaochun's resentment can't bring more things. It has been firmly tied to Du Yuan's system.

If Du Yuan loses in the battle with the gods of the grassland, then everything is over. He doesn't have much right to choose.

The sight fell.

It fell in the temple in front of him, and the oracle fell.

In the temple.

The black and red blood mushrooms have stopped growing and no longer spread. A dazzling golden light fell on the figure kneeling in front of the altar of the temple.

At this moment, the diffuse blood mushrooms naturally fell off and rolled all over the temple.

These precious blood mushrooms were scattered in every corner around him, but no rat man kept his eyes on these scattered black and red blood mushrooms.

Pairs of eager eyes were cast on the figure kneeling in front of the altar.

It has been a long time since the gods have given any revelation or oracle.

What kind of guidance did the gods give?

Can I touch this glory?

Such thoughts flowed in the minds of every ratman on the scene.

The gods have not guided the ratmen for too long, and every ratman on the scene was eager to listen to the revelation from the gods.

But when their impatient eyes fell on the kneeling figure in front of the altar, their impatient emotions instantly calmed down.

They could only wait quietly.

Until the guy who carried the revelation from the gods slowly stood up, and his cold eyes were cast on all the ratmen on the scene.

"The gods have given revelation."

As he spoke, he gradually became more excited, raised the wooden stick in his hand high, and grinned at the eager eyes in front of him.

"God will bless us. In that war, God will bless us."

Simply saying this, it caused a huge uproar on the field.

Du Yuan simply pushed this war into the most tragic situation.