Chapter 212, Ratmen and the Sea

Outpost.

As the only two cities in the Desolate Mountains, the outpost has been silent for a long time. The small temple in this city has also fallen with the outpost. There are many reasons, but the most critical one should be the departure of the enemy.

Lizardmen and wild boarmen have been swept into the garbage dump of history. The new generation of ratmen are a little unfamiliar with the names of these two races.

The war is getting farther and farther away from the Desolate Mountains. It is not surprising that the outpost, as the gateway to the Desolate Mountains, will come to an end.

But this small temple standing in the outpost still carries a ray of glory.

The only saint of the ratmen left everything he had here, but the statue that was not lit was not valued by people, and even the coveters would not pay attention to it.

To some extent, rats are very pragmatic and are not moved by the dusty stories on things. This huge rat statue was forgotten in the corner of the small temple, and it fell into silence along with the small temple. Instead, the remains of the dead saint were solemnly placed in the sacred hall of the underground rat city to be worshipped by one rat after another.

The long claws stared at another thing displayed in the small temple.

Several sneaky figures appeared around the small temple, groping and carefully stepping into the deserted hall. You can still get a glimpse of the wealth of the slave-catching priests from the delicate and complex patterns engraved on the small temple.

The blood pool has long been dry, and there has been no sacrificial ceremony in this temple for a long time, which represents a long period of silence.

But the strange thing is that there is no dust in this temple.

The hazy and turbid light illuminates this small hall.

It came from a statue displayed in the center of the hall, a ratman statue made of turbid crystals. If you look carefully, you can see a bright red in the spliced ​​turbid crystals, a red that is still surging.

The sneaky figures found the target they were looking for and surrounded the statue. The turbid light made these guys look clear.

They were a group of tall and slender figures with pointed ears. Such features seemed to be seen only on the half-elf who had been in a long confrontation with Sheng Qi.

If you compare these guys with the beautiful half-elf, it would be too insulting to the half-elves with elven blood.

This is a group of ratmen, a group of ratmen without fur and with pink skin exposed, and their bodies seemed to be stretched by something.

It was forced to be tall and slender, with slender ears like a half-elf. How to describe it? It was like forcibly stretching and raising each ratman to become a half-elf, but in essence it was still a ratman, which was weird and inconsistent.

Such a transformation was not without any use. This group of ratmen seemed to have inherited some talents of the half-elves and performed this series of actions silently.

Very smoothly, the turbid ratman statue was carefully lifted by them and began to evacuate.

These guys were of course the creation of the long claws, or in other words, in the current ratman kingdom, only the long claws could make such a deformed guy.

The small temple was indeed a very suitable target, not only because it was desolate, but also because there were no temple guards stationed in this small temple.

When the white rat left, he decisively started his own plan. What a crazy guy.

There is just one problem. Long Claw seems to have accumulated too much frustration in the long-term accumulation of frustration. The surging flame of desire seems to make him lose some ability to think normally.

If there is no reason, how can the temple guards give up this temple dedicated to holy objects, even though there is a statue that they think is quite heretical, even if the holy objects displayed here do not seem to be liked by white rats.

But no matter what, the small temple is also a temple dedicated to great gods, a sacred temple that displays holy objects, how can it be a place that can be forgotten.

There is only one reason that can make this group of paranoid guys give up the stationing of the small temple. Another group of guys occupied this place, and they were a group of not weak guys. The temple guards were deliberately avoiding this group of guys.

A pair of scarlet eyes suddenly appeared in the darkness, watching the twisted creation that was gradually moving away.

Even if he hid in the deep abyss, how could Long Claw escape the gaze of the guy who was looking down at the entire desolate mountains from above?

White Rat had always been paying attention to the progress and development of all matters in the Rat Kingdom, including the movements of Long Claw.

Long Claw did choose a good time, because the blasphemy had made White Rat a little more panicked, and he left the desolate mountains where he had been for a long time.

As a qualified blade, these rat assassins would never go too far.

He really succeeded, which was simply a miracle.

But all this was not done in secret, and he was too arrogant, committing the most serious and untouchable problem in the rat kingdom.

Long claws will definitely pay a price.

White Rat is really pitiful, encountering such incidents one after another when he wants to be stable the most.

In the dark secret room, a terrifying and gloomy expression echoed on the face of White Rat, and the sharp and piercing friction sound echoed in the deep darkness, but White Rat turned a deaf ear to it.

A deep mark appeared on the stone table. Unknowingly, White Rat left a deep mark on the table with his nails.

Blood dripped.

Suddenly showed a hideous smile.

"Dream? Transition? I will let you recognize yourself, humble guy."

The expression was no longer so gloomy and terrifying, and at the moment when this sentence fell, he even grinned.

But the danger of White Rat reached its peak at this moment.

The long claws are naturally valuable, and this matter is far from being a blasphemy. Perhaps it is not a big deal. After all, the holy objects displayed in the small temple, the statues made by Teacher Shengqi, are far less valuable than the craftsman's heart that Long Claws has studied.

The only victim may be Shengqi, whose teacher was stolen. However, even if Shengqi knew about this, he probably didn't care. This guy never clearly understood how important the favor of the gods is in the rat kingdom.

The target chosen by Long Claws is very good. Among those holy objects, he picked the most insignificant thing.

But he should never, ever, really anger an old and devout believer. The white rat just wants to die with glory. The white rat wants to give more to the gods.

Long Claws should wait, and he has time to wait, but it is obvious that he can't wait any longer. He is going crazy.

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The west of the rolling hills.

A huge army was advancing, but the leader was in a dilemma.

He stared blankly at the endless blue in front of him.

The rolling hills were already the edge of this subcontinent. As they advanced to the west, the rats would witness the vast sea for the first time.

Sheng Qi was somewhat helpless about this vast river that seemed to have no end, but the Rat Council ordered him to advance westward.

Damn it, if there were no enemies on this vast river, he could return home naturally.

It was just that when he just arrived in this area, he was unlucky to meet the natives of this sea area.

A group of black fishmen.

I don’t know if these guys are brain-dead or just simple reckless men, but they attacked the Western Expeditionary Force led by Sheng Qi without any care.

The result was naturally not very good.

Well, now the enemy has appeared, but Sheng Qi is still afraid of this endless river. He has never seen so much water.

What should be done?

While building an altar of the gods with the bones of these dead fishmen, Sheng Qi is still thinking about this problem.

This will be a complicated problem, but it can only be solved by the miserable Sheng Qi.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will become the first rat general to set foot in the sea.

There is just one problem.

Why do rats set foot in the sea?

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On the vast grassland.

The short-lived peace is about to be broken, and both sides have gathered enough strength.

In the city where the temple guards are stationed, huge war machines are densely piled up, including huge and powerful catapults, huge and complex siege crossbows, and the war bell tower that appeared in Sheng Qi's army also appeared here. By the way, this war tower is also huge, huge and pious war bell tower.

These things are so brand new that they were pushed to the battlefield almost the moment they were produced.

The powerful industrial capacity of the rats was fully mobilized. These things are only a small part of the materials produced in the three industrial areas of Desolate Mountains, Waste City, and Furnace City during this period.

Along with them, there are also a large number of weapons and armor.

The gift of God makes the rats fanatically promote all this, of course, there is a price.

The loss of slave rats has increased several times during this period, maybe five times, maybe ten times. No rat will count, and more specific numbers are unknown.

No longer stingy, even young rats are treated preferentially and can get metal armor. Although this thing is really simple, two thin iron sheets are pierced at the top and tied together with a rope. After wearing it, the shaking iron sheet can only protect a limited area.

Such armor is really simple and has very poor defense, but it is not without advantages. It is easy to produce and simple to assemble, which is sufficient for young ratmen.