Chapter 260, The Fate of the Gods Is Entrusted to Mortals

During the interval between wars, a cemetery was officially built.

The tombstones without words stood in a row.

The Cemetery of the Wave City.

The bloodstained soldiers stood here, and the flowers came from the Golden Wheatfield Academy. This should be a solemn thing, but the figures gathered here looked a bit tired and numb.

Corpses were buried in the tomb.

The endless ratmen came again, climbing the towering walls day and night, and the big man in the rat tide became more and more impatient.

The support was very reluctant. Many different voices appeared in the city, but they were all suppressed by the Stargazing Pope.

It's not that there is no good news.

The Stargazing Pope received another reply letter. A powerful warlord made a decision and was willing to lend a hand to the city.

Yes, warlord, during this period of turmoil, the corrupt empire was almost to the point where even the name was barely supported, and the controllers of each province had actually become the independent warlord.

Originally, the former governor of the Golden Province should have taken this step.

It's a pity that the arrival of the ratmen destroyed everything.

The Golden Wheatfield Academy, the rich region, the large number of magic knights accumulated in the abundance, and this huge city, all of these are bargaining chips, no wonder, in the midst of high spirits, the city was also renamed and named Jilang.

It's a pity that the arrival of the ratmen changed everything.

The city is no longer safe. Even though the rune stone pillars underground firmly suppress the activities of the ratmen underground and prevent the ratmen outside the city from pouring into the city, there are too many tiny loopholes in the flow.

Those tiny loopholes can't stop the scattered ratmen from entering the city.

The dark ratmen completed their duties in the dark. Even if the blocks where the city residents gathered lit candles and placed torches, the flames drove away all the darkness, but they could no longer stop the surge of ratmen.

A small block was captured by the ratmen.

A simple altar and piled up corpses were left behind.

While it was terrifying, it also served as a declaration.

The city defenders did not appear, nor did the Vatican knights.

They were struggling to deal with the rat army outside the city.

From the beginning to the end, the rat side did not put all the chips in their hands on the line. The city in front of them was not worth it. On the rat side, there were endless rat warriors, veteran rat warriors, ferocious knights, and huge catapults. This was all that appeared on the battlefield.

Numbers are also strength. After failing to respond effectively at the beginning, no matter how much strength is entangled now, it is somewhat useless.

These cowardly rats will submerge this magnificent city after gathering into an endless tide.

Recently, the conflict between the nobles in the city and the Pope of Stargazing has intensified.

When these great nobles faced such a situation, they did not have much idea of ​​advancing and retreating with the city and the residents in the city. They proposed another way.

Leave the city.

This is an idea that only circulates among the nobles. It is not realistic. For most people in this city, if they abandon the city and break into the wilderness, the rats are not fools. They will not give up chasing those who leave. The towering and solid city cannot cope with the attack of the rats, let alone in the open wilderness.

Even if some people can escape, I am afraid that this city and most of the people in this city will be used as a tail.

It is not surprising that the Pope of Stargazing rejected this proposal. The key to preserving the church and believers is this city and the believers of the God of Stargazing in this city, not those nobles.

However, the gradual deterioration of the situation is gradually making those nobles think about the possibility of this strategy.

The ancestors of these nobles were once famous heroes and figures in the history of this city, or in the history of this land.

On the outskirts of the golden wheat field occupied by the rats, a temple of a great god was erected. In the shaking of the scarlet pool water, corpses sank and floated. A new thing appeared on the main continent, and scarlet began to spread on this golden wheat field.

From the pollution of the gods, from the scarlet blood pool

If time drags on a little longer, the ghost-eye people may regain this land, and the golden wheat waves that symbolize abundance will no longer appear.

But it is also possible that the abundance no longer belongs to humans.

In a very short time, the rats built a complex and messy network in the ruins of the town in this golden place.

The rat farmers who arrived took over the layout of the human villages and towns.

It is difficult to say whether the rats are moving towards civilization or rushing towards the wilderness without any scruples, even though they have actually established a huge empire.

But how to say it, although they have only a little knowledge of civilization, they can explore the fragments in the ruins left by civilized countries.

Many things belonging to the ghost-eye people were dug out from the ruins in large quantities, and these low-level rats used them half-knowingly.

At least the pot was actually used by the rat mercenaries, rat ranchers, and those rat free people.

It seems that something is wrong. In theory, this process is not the first time that the rats have come into contact with such things. It is just that large-scale use and learning have just begun. Not to mention the recent ones, the wild boars are good at cooking.

Just think about it carefully, it doesn't seem strange.

The real civilians and free people in the Rat Empire only really began to appear when the Rat War and the Rat Priests parted ways and knocked on the towering mountains and broke into the vast grassland with the army.

The structure of the Rat Empire has never been from the bottom up since the tribal era, but from the top down. Until now, the needs other than gods, sacrifices, beliefs, blood mushrooms, rights, etc. have really begun to emerge.

Because of the gradual expansion of the free people of the rats, the rat mercenaries, and the rat ranchers, because of the gradual expansion of these groups.

In the ruins of the village, the curious rats dug out one new thing after another from the ruins, trying to understand and use them.

Picking up the fragments of civilization left in the ruins.

Wave City.

With the recruitment and replenishment of troops, the situation did not improve much.

Endless rat warriors roared non-stop under the towering city walls, climbing the towering city walls in piles.

The defense was very difficult, relying on rotation to barely support, but even so, the spirit of the defenders on the city walls was gradually tense, and it was almost reaching the limit.

The Stargazing Pope gradually became more and more tough. For those great nobles, he had seen hope. A huge army was about to go here, and all he had to do was to hold on.

And in the city, the private armies of those great nobles seemed so dazzling at this time.

In the toughness, the great nobles gradually completed the group, and at the same time, some small tricks were used.

The Blue Wave Family, after the intervention of the Stargazing Pope, this once powerful family that controlled the province gradually became silent. In name, the owner of this city still sat on the throne of the castle in the center of the city. In fact, everyone knew that this was just an excuse, a name, and the young son was just a puppet.

The Pope of Stargazing was really good to the pure girl. That night, he killed all the young men gathered in the hall without hesitation and was called cruel. He also sent a pair of knights of the Holy See to guard the fortress in the center of the city.

All the turmoil in the city seemed to have not affected here.

Under the bright light that the wizard rose to the sky, even the flowers in the flowerbed still maintained their vitality, beauty, and swaying.

The pure girl, or now she should be called the lady, was still beautiful, with a trance expression on her face from time to time, and her dress changed to a simple black.

A well-protected flower, this is not a contempt, in fact, being able to be carefully protected like this is a kind of luck in itself.

She seemed particularly sad. After the trance, her eyes were more focused on the young son in the flowerbed. This was not surprising. Mothers care about their children. This is an instinct.

But as the canary in the cage, she has obviously neglected many things recently.

The young boy has changed a lot. Recently, he has become much more mature, acting like a superior. This is nothing. After all, if the young boy can grow up smoothly, he should become a big man, as long as this city still exists and as long as the Stargazing Pope is still there.

The Stargazing Pope really regards the pure girl as his own relative, but this guy who has been running around for the God of Stargazing for a lifetime is not so smooth in expressing his love.

The young boy made a mistake recently, and it may not be his decision to do so. After all, what can such a young child understand? He was just guided.

The young boy felt that he should be the master of this city, and he had some hostility towards the Stargazing Pope for no reason. After all, the Stargazing Pope did not care much about the young boy, nor did he care whether this place still belonged to the Youlan Jilang family.

This should not be the case, but the lady in the black dress did not pay too much attention to all this. During this period, she was often in a trance, and it may be that she also had a vague complaint in her heart.

Complain about the old man who was always serious and distant.

A banquet was held in a magnificent mansion in the center of the bright city, and the Stargazing Pope was invited.

The red carpet was rolled out at the gate, the waiters were running back and forth, and the nobles were still dressed in bright and decent clothes.

The Stargazing Pope in a purple robe appeared in front of the gate, escorted by a team of blood-stained knights who had obviously just retreated from the battlefield.

In the increasingly critical situation, the knights of the Church could not help but step out of the city and charge back and forth on the battlefield to relieve the pressure on the defenders on the city wall.

Their arrival made the voices on the field stagnate. These blood-stained knights were somewhat out of tune with such an environment.

The servant in front of the door was the first to react and greeted him with a smile on his face, but he was just glanced at by the blood-stained knight of the Church, and his steps paused, and his body trembled a little more.

The Stargazing Pope ignored the guys who stopped in front of the door, and strode forward with a cold face. Behind him, the blood-burning knights of the Vatican followed closely.

Ignoring any rules, and not leaving any face for the guys gathered in this mansion, this is a dangerous signal, representing that the Pope of Stargazing and these great nobles are about to completely tear their faces apart.

They have the ability to influence the fate of this city, and even the ability to influence the outcome of the fight above the sky.

Above the sky, where mortals cannot observe, in the scarlet realm, Du Yuan was panting.

He dragged many human demigods into this scarlet arena. This was a stalemate duel. The situation was gradually changing. These guys had a lot of good things in their hands and were not short of resources. Even if Du Yuan took the lead and pulled them into this endless duel without being prepared, this caused the gods to stay away, which greatly hit the church left by these guys in the small world.

But it was a big problem to completely suppress them, although this was also related to Du Yuan's stubborn choice.

The God of Stargazing was still tightly pinched by Du Yuan's neck and dragged above the sky. His divine body was not broken, which might allow Him to revive again in the mortal world.

This is a great restriction.

Restrictions on Du Yuan.

These demigods took out a bunch of instruments overflowing with light, and their authority and divine power collided with Du Yuan wantonly in this scarlet.

They seemed to have sensed Du Yuan's thoughts, and after the initial panic, they confronted Du Yuan.

This rigid decision made Du Yuan tied his hands and feet.

It also handed the decision-making power of this battle to the mortals in the small world and to the rats in disguise.

Each demigod in this scarlet realm has the power and ability to stir up the wind and clouds, which can last until they truly ascend to the gods and are excluded from the world.

Demigods are not perfect, and still have some mortal nature, which gives them the ability to exist in the world.

They are almost the pinnacle that can exist in each world.

But now, these guys, who are only one step away from the real gods, are all bound by Du Yuan in this scarlet realm.

The fight between them, the victory or defeat between them, and even the fate of these demigods, including Du Yuan, all fell on the mortals in that small world.

It fell on the rat people and the ghost-eyed people.

The body of the Stargazing God, who was dragged by Du Yuan, was trembling slightly. He was afraid because the vague connection was collapsing, because he noticed a serious problem, his believers were abandoning him.

The rats were abusing in the city of Jilang. Perhaps because of their habit, the churches that stood one after another became the first targets of attack.

This was the source of the Stargazing God's feeling.

Of course, it was not just that.

If Jilang City was breached and the rats completely flattened the city, then that would be the death of the Stargazing God.

After the death of the Stargazing God, Du Yuan could also free up his hands and capture another demigod, waiting for the collapse of his faith in the stalemate.

This was of course a stupid way, a way that was not very efficient.