Chapter 219, Mark of Killing

The grand sacrifice was held in the temple filled with a faint stench.

The sacrifice held by Rat War did not follow the rituals gradually established by the temple guards, and did not even start at the moment when dusk and darkness intersected. There were no bells, no prayers, only a sea of ​​ratmen that could not be seen at the end, and only the black dragon flag fluttering in the wind.

Climbing up the platform, with the flag falling, warriors of various races were pushed onto the altar one by one by the supervisors, and were killed in a rough manner, without any beauty or norms.

It was particularly wild, but it did not prevent the ratmen who were watching from looking up and cheering. The fanatical cheers echoed for a long time in this grassland.

Rat War waved the flag in his hand on the platform.

He was the biggest beneficiary of this war. The dazzling light fell, and a drop of something like a red gem fell from the sky and sank into Rat War's body.

This was not Du Yuan's real blessing. Standing on the sky, Du Yuan looked down at the sacrifice going on below him. Four crystals were taken out one by one by Du Yuan. These four crystals were the last remnants of the grassland demigods. They were the remnants after they were broken, and they were also a kind of high-quality energy.

Of course, using these things as energy is an extremely wasteful way, but sometimes it is necessary.

Powerful gods can bring about a reborn change to their believers. This is a gift, and Du Yuan also has the ability to exercise this gift after condensing his divinity.

But this is a power that can only be exercised by real gods after all. Du Yuan cannot fall this blessing by relying on his own strength.

The crystal stone that gathered everything of the four demigods was crushed by Du Yuan, and four distinct lights appeared in Du Yuan. They were incompatible until a mottled flame rose up. In the burning of the flame, these four lights twisted, shattered, and disappeared in Du Yuan's hands, becoming more pure and more restrained.

Everything left by the four demigods was wiped out by Du Yuan, leaving only the pure power. In the dancing flames, this pure power was stained with a dazzling scarlet, and the seeds prepared by Du Yuan were about to take shape.

This is the power that the killing priesthood brought to Du Yuan, and it is also the power that can push the rats to truly become extraordinary.

Du Yuan will plant a killing mark in the blood of all rats, and killing will truly bring power to the rats from today.

This is the gift that Du Yuan has been preparing for this period of time. It can be said that when this killing mark is planted by Du Yuan, the rats under Du Yuan can already be regarded as an extraordinary race.

They will be able to gain the ability to become stronger through killing.

There are only one or two problems. Du Yuan has not really ascended to the throne of God, and there are too many rats.

Even though Du Yuan is only one step away from ascending to the throne of God, he is essentially still a demigod, and this killing mark is somewhat reluctant for him to use.

Even though Du Yuan is already a powerful god, with the number of ratmen, no matter how powerful the blessing is, it will become extremely thin when distributed to each ratman.

This is a very difficult problem to solve, and there are other ideas. If Du Yuan does not disperse the killing mark in his hand, the killing mark condensed by the remnants of four demigods should be able to create a terrifying god-given ratman.

If Du Yuan does this, it does not take a few wars for this blessed guy to reach the upper limit of the power of this small world.

But Du Yuan did not do this.

Holding this killing mark that converged, the complete killing mark shattered in Du Yuan's hand in an instant, turning into countless tiny fragments. These fragments will serve as seeds to bring Du Yuan's power to all ratmen.

Although most of the seeds are destined to fail to take root and sprout in the end, this is a fair gift. Du Yuan gave the opportunity to all ratmen without bias.

After doing all this, Du Yuan's figure disappeared above the sky.

This is also a silent blessing, an unnoticed blessing.

The too broken killing mark could not show any strange image, but it came to every ratman with the wind.

This is Du Yuan's expectation, and it is also a seed that has been buried.

This blessing is unknown, and more ratmen have set their sights on the gift that fell from the sky with dazzling light and the lucky guy who received the gift.

Rat War is stronger and more dangerous.

The surging parties became more uneasy in this news. Rat War received the same gift as the white rat, which is an extremely tricky thing.

The long life span will make some things that are already difficult to accept become more acute.

There is almost no party in the ratman kingdom that can accept Rat War as a successor, but Rat War's achievements are indeed dazzling, and the power in his hands is also huge.

Some secret plans began because some guys were restless.

In the entire rat kingdom, there was perhaps only one guy who remained calm about this. The White Rat put more of his energy into the Rat War.

Not long after the grand sacrifice, the high-spirited Rat War started again. It took some time to sweep away the remnants of the grassland races, and then continued to move forward.

This war is not over yet.

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Sheng Qi has made some progress recently. Facing the endless sea, he has realized a simple truth: Rat people are not good at swimming, and rat people should not swim.

So how should this war in the boundless river be carried out?

The fishmen who appeared on the coast have been wiped out by the rats. Even these stupid guys are still afraid of death. Most of the fishmen who are not afraid of death are piled up by the rats on the white beach in a bay.

But the rest, looking at the group of fishmen floating in the river, Sheng Qi fell into silence.

The big claw priest gave a solution, a huge square basin, a gray-black box, and a gray-black iron box that can float on the water.

On the white beach in the bay.

Sheng Qi hesitated a little more, his eyes lingered on the gray-black box floating on the water in front of him. He wanted to say something, but the big claw priest beside him was so enthusiastic, patting his chest and assuring Sheng Qi. Unknowingly, Sheng Qi and 5,000 rat warriors boarded the gray iron box.

A wave came, and the gray-black iron box swayed far away. Sheng Qi almost lost his balance and fell into the broad river with no visible edge. He immediately sobered up a little. Sheng Qi found a problem, a problem he ignored. The rat priest who was tinkering with the toy didn't seem to come up with him, and he felt a little uneasy.

He wanted to call a halt, but the big claw priest on the shore had already released the connected chain. Under the influence of the waves, the iron box carried Sheng Qi and 5,000 unlucky rat warriors and drifted towards the depths of the sea.

One by one, the stupid fishmen appeared around the iron box. They were a little afraid of this huge box that they had never seen before, but they were more excited after seeing the ratmen on the iron box.

Sheng Qi let out a shrill roar on the sea, with fear.

The ratmen's first attempt and adventure on the sea ended in an extremely embarrassing way. The wet Sheng Qi grabbed a lasso and returned to the shore. Those ratmen who were very flexible in all aspects once again saved their commander.

Sheng Qi was still in shock. On the sea not far away, the iron box made by the big claw priest was overturned by the fishmen on the sea. The ratmen warriors on it fell into the sea in panic. Although there were many ratmen warriors in the iron box, they were obviously no match for the fishmen in the sea and were all dragged into the sea.

When he came to his senses, Sheng Qi's face turned green. The bold and confident rat priest was thrown into the sea by the angry Sheng Qi. Sheng Qi was really traumatized by the things that the big claw priests had made. After just a turn, Sheng Qi, who looked extremely bad, found out awkwardly that he really couldn't do without them.

Not long after, a larger metal bathtub was made by the big claw priests again, and they wanted to trick Sheng Qi into trying, but Sheng Qi, who had suffered a loss this time, would not be fooled again, and personally presented the bathtub made by the confident big claw priest.

The confidence on the face of the big claw priest solidified, and he suddenly wanted to regret it. Maybe this work needs to be modified, maybe it really needs to be modified. This regret reached its peak after seeing a large group of fishmen emerging from the sea not far away and looking at him.

But Sheng Qi obviously believed in his work. The rope was cut, and the rat priest was taken to the sea by the big bathtub he made.

Not long after, amid the screams of panic and despair, the confident rat priest disappeared into the sea along with his huge bathtub.

Sheng Qi specially invited all those unreliable big claw priests today. His gloomy eyes swept over the big claw priests standing still. Since today, the big claw priests have become much more reliable, at least they no longer compete to send bathtubs of various shapes to Sheng Qi.

Sheng Qi did not give up trying to conquer the river. This was a war in another direction. He could not disobey the order of the rat council. The war was more beneficial to him, even though the river and those big claw priests made him feel uneasy.

The rats stumbled into the sea. It was not particularly smooth and they had no idea, but they were still trying.

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The noisy ruins of Prairie City have become more prosperous recently, and the offerings to the gods under the stone pillars have become more exquisite.

There were some shiny utensils with delicate patterns, used to hold the fat mice and twisting earthworms, and the fresh grass leaves were replaced by fat white mushrooms.

This was a strange mix, a mix that could make the temple guards furious.

The patterns and patterns engraved on those shiny utensils were extremely complex and delicate, far more delicate than the rough patterns with many mistakes on the stone pillars, but there was a problem.

Although the patterns on the stone pillars are full of errors and crooked, they are still engraved with the patterns of the great gods.

Although the patterns on these shining utensils are complex and exquisite, they do not point to the great gods at all. These are the sacrificial vessels of the grassland tribes. Judging from the exquisiteness, they are most likely the sacrificial vessels placed in the temple of the heretic gods.

I don’t know how they ended up here and were placed in front of the stone pillars, forming such a scene that can make the temple guards furious.

Fortunately, all the gods of the grassland have been destroyed long ago.

Deep in the noisy ruins.

The dwarf ratman is no longer as active as before. His body is extremely thin and sickly, as if he is a skeleton covered with fur. Not only that, you can also see the occasional colorful light on his body.

This is not a very good situation.

This is a disease, a disease that should not appear in the dwarf ratmen. There are only two groups in the entire ratman kingdom that are qualified to be entangled with this disease.

Rat priest and Great Claw priest.

Demonic disease or magic backlash, the elements are not a safe force, all guys who use magic have to face danger, priests are already the safest among many magic professions, because of the existence of gods, but every year there are not a few rat priests and Great Claw priests who die from magic backlash.

In the past, this disease was limited to rat priests and Great Claw priests among rats.

But the dwarf rat who is not a priest and not a priest of the great god, also suffered from this demonic disease, and from the magic light flowing on her body, she has been corroded for a long time and is terminally ill.

She is dying.

But she can still smile.

Roll up a stack of leather sewn together, and look at the stupid rat standing beside him with a smile.

"Why do you have such an expression? You are not going to die."

She seemed to be very clear about her condition and knew that she was going to die, but there was no fear in her words.

She carefully rolled up the leather in her hand and gave instructions to the stupid rat man beside her.

"Let's go, wait a minute, go, you don't have to wait until I die, go to the Desolate Mountains, I have always wanted to go there, I really want to see the stone pillars of the great gods with my own eyes, but unfortunately there is no chance.

You must help me with this, help me promote these things, you have to let all the ratmen know.

These were discovered by me, the hairy rat, I am a powerful guy, I am not much worse than them.

Of course, if you don't help, forget it, haven't you always wanted to be a temple guard, this also requires going to the Desolate Mountains, to the underground rat city."

Speaking of this, he pushed the leather scroll in his hand to the stunned guy in front of him, ignoring the sadness in the stunned ratman's eyes, the weak and delicate ratman chattered.