Chapter 265, Starry Sky Mushroom

In this grand sacrifice, Rat War was not the absolute protagonist.

The ratmen gathered one by one, offering their own sacrifices to the gods, and performing their own small sacrifices in this grand sacrifice.

But there is no doubt that the sacrifices given by Rat War were the most eye-catching.

The heads with different expressions were built in Jingguan, the magic knights wearing gorgeous armor were hung high, and slaves were pulled up to the altar one after another. The boiling blood filled the blood pool that had just been dug, and the precious dark blue eyes piled up in the center of the square.

In this grand scene, the sacrifice officially began.

Shouting loudly, countless ratmen knelt down devoutly and fanatically at this moment.

The great god did not give blessings, but no ratman was entangled with this issue at this moment.

The humble guys felt honored just to participate in this grand sacrifice.

And Rat War was also enjoying this moment.

Raising the flag in his hand high, in the fanatical shouting like a tsunami.

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There are still many problems facing the Eastern Expeditionary Force, or rather, there are still many problems facing Shu Zhan.

The rat lords gathered together again, and the two sides quarreled fiercely.

This time, the quarrel between Shu Zhan and the rat lords was even more intense than the last negotiation, but the unstable magic fluctuations no longer echoed in the tent.

Now it is really time for negotiation.

In the tent, at this moment, Shu Zhan was slapping the table with red eyes.

Roaring loudly.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

With red eyes.

But the negotiations between the two sides soon came to a conclusion.

After losing the help of the rat lords, even though the dark blue eyes were indeed precious, Shu Zhan could not sell even one.

He had no channels, no caravans, and no way to promote these dark blue eyes.

In fact, if something is to be sold well in the Skaven Empire, it is not enough to have quality alone. The extremely vain Skaven priests, the Claw Priests, would rather spend a lot of blood mushrooms to buy a piece of inferior leather than to throw blood mushrooms on another piece of high-quality leather.

Just add a vague name to the inferior leather.

For example, the enemy from the gods, from the powerful heretics.

And those Skaven mercenary captains, Skaven farmers, workshop owners, they are even more fanatical about those things that are related to the gods and are sought after by the Skaven priests.

If this standard is used, these magic eyeballs produced by the Ghost Eye People are simply the best things. After all, the Ghost Eye People are not ordinary heretics.

Such a description seems to be easy to add, but it is a pity that Rat War has no qualifications in this matter. The right to interpret faith has always been irrelevant to Rat War.

What he said does not count at all.

The right to interpret religion is now occupied by two groups, the Skaven priests and the temple guards.

Coincidentally, Shu Zhan's relationship with these two groups is quite ordinary. It can't be said that it is very good, but it can only be said that it is very bad.

At the end of the dispute, Shu Zhan still had the upper hand. This guy was really a rogue and would do things that would harm others and benefit himself. He would rather put the spoils aside and let them rot than let them go.

Faced with such a situation, the rat lords gave in. A new trade route was about to be established, perhaps it could be called the Eyeball Road. After all, the most precious product of the Ghost Eye People has been determined, which is the ghost blue vertical pupil.

The rat lords offered a high price, probably to give up 60% of the profit to Shu Zhan.

This made them beat their chests and stamp their feet.

A ghost blue eyeball departed from the main continent. As long as it was successfully brought back to the vast grassland, the profit would at least increase by a hundred times, but this was not the end. In fact, the vast grassland was far from being the most prosperous area of ​​the Rat Empire.

If this blue eyeball continues to move forward and can be brought to the underground rat city, the profit can jump up a thousand times.

This is why the rat lords spend a lot of energy and resources to maintain the caravan exchanges.

And now, as soon as Rat War opens his mouth, he wants to take 60% of the profits on this route.

Both sides are dissatisfied with this result.

Rat War wants to eat it all, and the rat lord is not satisfied with such a high proportion.

It's just that both sides are tightly holding each other's necks.

Such an agreement was initially reached in mutual compromise.

The impact is far-reaching.

The fall of the agreement will promote the continuation of the war, because in addition to faith, the high profit is also the driving force for the war machine to move forward.

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The rats completely occupied the city of Jilang.

This huge city has not been completely destroyed. Even if you want to completely destroy such a huge city into ruins just to vent your anger, it is not easy, and it is really a thankless task.

However, the arrival of the rats is not a good thing for this city.

Endless ratmen replaced humans and became the residents of this city, wandering in every corner of the city.

This city is not simple. As the center of a wealthy human province and a super-giant city with a long history, the things listed in the city alone are already a valuable asset.

Not to mention the huge library in the center of the city, nor the human enchanted weapon workshop next to the city wall.

Just the clinics scattered across the blocks, the heavy magic machines stained with blood abandoned on the streets, and the strange stone pillars underground that can solidify the earth.

These messy things, each of them has great value.

But how to say it, the rats have once again demonstrated their ability to destroy everything.

The library was set on fire, and countless knowledge written on paper dissipated into the world with the flames.

Not only that.

The magic workshop was plundered and looted as soon as the rats broke through the city.

Those precious forging hammers engraved with fine magic patterns were robbed by the young rats, various forged weapons, half-forged armor, various parts, these are not much, large machinery, magic circuits, magic pools, everything has become the object of the rats.

They removed the screws of the machine, and forcibly pulled off the magic circuits embedded in the wall and engraved in the metal. Not only that, these guys even took down the bricks of the magic pool piece by piece and robbed them all.

Although these are understandable, after all, those mechanical parts of strange scale and the magic circuits emitting faint light are indeed very attractive to the young rats.

But it is really a waste of natural resources.

This is a real good thing. The magic pool is already the pinnacle of the magic craftsmanship of the Youyan human race, and it is considered a small artificial magic core.

It can automatically absorb the magic elements in the air and supply the connected equipment and magic structures.

It is just a restricted world. The magic in the previous world was too thin. Even if this thing was made early, the magic that can be output is still poor.

But now the situation is different.

The magic tide is constantly pulling magic into this small world.

There are only two sets of such magic pools in the entire Jilang City.

One set fell on the Magic Workshop, and the other set fell on the Golden Wheatfield Academy.

The Golden Wheatfield Academy was not looted by the ratmen immediately. As a serious magic academy, the various magic traps and precautions were obviously not just for show.

But it didn't last long.

During the ratmen's probing, a big claw priest drove the huge catapult over. After continuous bombardment, a hole was soon broken in the academy wall.

This time, the looting of the Golden Wheatfield Academy was participated by the big claw priest. These guys were much more knowledgeable than the young ratmen and ratmen warriors, but the magic pool buried in the center of the academy still did not escape the fate of being dismantled into bricks.

This time, the dismantling was not smooth, but the bricks that built the magic pool were quite attractive to the ratmen.

The silver-white material was engraved with complex patterns. At first glance, you couldn't take your eyes off it.

During the dismantling process, something seemed to be intensified.

The magic power gathered in the magic pool was rapidly going violent, and a young ratman was savagely dismantling the parts of the magic pool.

This process was intensified.

The violent magic power spread out and covered the area.

At this moment, the young ratman finally dismantled a silver block engraved with complex patterns. Before he could make the next move, the violent magic power submerged him.

Not long after, a ratman statue made of turbid crystals appeared underground in the center of the Golden Wheat Field Academy.

The big claw priest ignored the violently dismantled magic pool. He just got in through the hole in the wall and was attracted by the semi-finished golem displayed in the corner of the academy with its internal structure exposed. The densely packed gears were bitten together, and it was very eye-catching at a glance.

Faced with such a complex mechanical structure, the big claw priest carried forward his good habits and started to get started on the spot, dismantling the gears and twisting the joints.

However, this set of magic equipment made by the Ghost Eyes people is really not in line with the traditions and routes of the rats. It is too delicate and complicated. Facing the large and small gears, the Big Claw Priest was soon dumbfounded. He could dismantle it, but he couldn't install it.

Not long after, an angry guy kicked the gears piled on the ground fiercely, but flesh and blood obviously couldn't collide with metal, and he let out a painful whine.

Soon, a limping guy gritted his teeth and lit the fire.

The fire was ignited in the Golden Wheat Field Academy.

The rats have never respected the knowledge and creation of heretics. Perhaps these constructs, golems, and these magic pools that have been freed from restrictions have not really entered the battlefield to teach these arrogant guys a hard lesson.

It's not just these things that were destroyed.

The Golden Wheat Field Academy has never been good at the research and development of various war machines, constructs, and magic technologies.

Agriculture is what they are good at.

A team of young rats broke into a constant temperature greenhouse with a hum.

Dots of light appeared before their eyes, attracting the attention of the team of ratmen. The protection measures outside this greenhouse were surprisingly good. Even after the magic pool that supplied energy had problems, it was able to continue to operate.

The team of ratmen spent a lot of effort to break in, but what they saw seemed somewhat mediocre.

A cluster of mushrooms, a cluster of mushrooms growing on rotten wood. There is nothing else in this greenhouse, only these densely growing mushrooms. If you look closely, the most eye-catching part of these mushrooms is the glowing spots on the caps.

These mushrooms actually illuminated the greenhouse in their combined strength.

But mushrooms are far from being a rare thing for rats, even glowing mushrooms.

The leading rat picked up a glowing mushroom and stuffed it into his mouth without thinking.

It was not poisonous, but the rat who tasted the glowing mushroom showed a disgusted expression on his face, and he spit out the mushroom in his mouth.

This damn thing reminded him of the dried cave mushrooms, which he would never want to eat a second time.

The rough claws kept stroking the tongue. In this moment of abundance, even the appetite of the lower-level ratmen was gradually spoiled. Except for the slave rats, there were basically no ratmen who ate the dry and difficult cave mushrooms produced by the big claw priests.

But this abundance was not long-lasting. The momentary abundance was about to end.

The mage who cultivated these glowing mushrooms noticed this and also noticed the darkness that had not dissipated for a long time.

If the darkness continued, the problem might be a bit serious. Obviously, the wheat, barley and rye that the ghost-eyed people relied on were not the kind of crops that could thrive in the dark.

This was a very capable mage.

He noticed this problem and responded in a very short time.

These mushrooms were his solution.

It must be said that even though this huge human empire was corrupt, it still had many geniuses.

As soon as the sky dimmed, some people began to worry.

Although the leader of the ratmen who broke into the greenhouse was not satisfied with the mushroom in his hand, the spotted mushroom did not escape even after it fell to the ground, and was chopped several times.

The ratmen left cursing.

I don't know if the wizard who cultivated this mushroom survived in the end. He was really unlucky. The ratmen came and killed this huge city. The mushrooms he carefully cultivated to deal with the darkness were also trampled by these guys at will.

Where the mushrooms grew, there was a sign scattered on the ground with a name engraved on it, Starry Sky Mushroom.

The ratmen team that left the greenhouse ran into the terrifying heat wave that spread from the flames that filled the Golden Wheat Field Academy.

The fire-fighting measures arranged in the academy also lost their effectiveness after the magic pool went out of control.

The flames spread wantonly, and the rats wandering in the academy also began to flee in a hurry in the flames. The initiator of all this was a limping big claw priest.

After doing all this, he seemed to have some regrets. His arms were still waving, and he was still thinking and recalling the structure he had just seen, but now it was obvious that there was no chance to observe it again.

These guys were still so rude and barbaric.

A terrifying explosion occurred in the center of the Golden Wheat Field Academy, and the out-of-control magic pool finally came to the simplest and most direct result.

With a bang, everything nearby was blown up to the sky.

The Golden Wheat Field Academy was directly blown down in half, and all kinds of messy and precious things inside were also sent to the sky.

The rats were still so rude, barbaric, arrogant and wasteful.

This is really a waste.

I don’t know who they learned this from.