Chapter 40, God!

The temple was completed day by day.

In the swamp, a new order and appearance began to emerge.

A mixed tribe appeared, a new tribe formed by the lizardmen as the main body, snakemen, dog-headed people, and goblins.

There is nothing strange about the goblins. Goblins are extremely easy to be enslaved by other races, but the lizardmen and dog-headed snakemen united, which is a bit strange.

Although these three races have some connections, they can be said to be incompatible, but now they have united in this swamp wetland to form a new tribe.

The reason is probably that the dragon-born lizardman leader "Huo" who is a little too young but has bright red scales.

As scaly people, snakemen, lizardmen, and dog-headed people all have the blood of dragons, and they also worship and chase dragons.

The dragon, as the undisputed king of monsters, only these legendary monsters flying in the sky can ignore the race and form a huge mixed monster army as a servant army.

And the lizardman Huo, who has the blood of the dragon, also promoted the union of the three tribes to some extent, but he is not a dragon after all. Although the union has taken place, the dispute over rights between the snakemen, lizardmen and dog-headed people is still continuing.

But after all, this is just a dispute.

In addition to the watchful eyes of the gods in the sky, various materials are dropped every once in a while. This alliance is still growing rapidly, and taking advantage of the opportunity that various forest races are driven into the swamp wetlands, it has expanded rapidly.

Weak races such as goblins are captured as slaves or servants.

Powerful races and tribes are intercepted and killed, and their bodies sink under the swamp.

All this is going on in an orderly manner.

Outside a wetland camp near the forest, a sharp javelin streaked across the sky, making a sharp whistling sound. Then, a jackal running in the wetland mud was pierced through the chest by the javelin and stuck directly into the ground.

Accompanied by the cheers around.

The lizardman with red scales raised his arms high.

The other scaly races around cheered.

"Son of the dragon! Fire! Fire! Fire!"

The lizardman Fire looked at this scene without much feeling. At this time, a snakeman with snowflake-like white scales approached the young Fire.

The burning eyes seemed to want to eat Fire.

In fact, it was not much different, after all, the red dragon blood in Fire was so tempting.

But Fire did not respond to the burning of the beautiful snake girl beside him and the cheers around him.

Looking at the forest not far away from him.

This camp near the forest was built at his request. Even though he had established a united tribe in his mind, he did not succeed in becoming the leader, but let an old snake priest become the leader.

But it doesn't matter.

He felt that his bloodline was about to usher in the first leap nearby. At that time, he would be the leader, and the flame of revenge would be ignited again.

………….

There are still seven days before the rat temple is completely completed.

But it is rare that the white rat is a little uneasy, because the pillar on the altar of the great god has not shone for almost a month.

Indistinctly, the white rat is more panicked.

Is the god unwilling to cast his eyes on this group of humble rats?

Has the god left?

Or is the god dissatisfied with the rat people?

The speculations that appeared in his mind were more difficult for the white rat to accept and more panicked.

He has not left here for a whole month, and has become more and more sensitive.

Especially on the eve of the fall of this temple.

Just because of a crisp ding-dong sound.

That was the sound of a blood mushroom falling into the blood lake, which made Bai Shu's eyes red.

"How dare you offend the gods! How dare you offend the gods!"

In this way, a young rat priest was held up by two guards, just because he slipped and didn't hold the blood mushroom when picking it.

In the hysterical voice of Bai Shu.

"Throw him into the black domain! All those who disrespect the gods must be thrown into the black domain!"

The young rat priest was held up and thrown into a dark crack.

Even though the rats have an additional fixed talent, excavation proficiency, this does not mean that they can demand anything from the earth. Sometimes excavated passages, compartments, collapses and cracks are common.

This black domain is a dark and deep crack that suddenly appeared when digging a vein.

It is also used by Bai Shu as a place to punish those who disrespect the gods.

Accompanied by screams, the young ratman priest fell into the dark abyss, and the sound gradually faded away.

But in this black area, so far, most of the guys who have been punished are the rat priests who are Du Yuan's fanatics.

With a dull sound, the young rat priest turned into a ball of rotten meat at the bottom of the crack, and an ugly figure slowly emerged from the depths of the darkness.

It was a ball of meat, or a ball of mixed meat.

In addition to the rat priests, some deformed guys and the former leader of the rat were the guys received in this black area besides the rat priests.

If you look closely, you can still see a face belonging to the spear rat in the center of this ball of meat.

But at this time, he is more deformed than before, and there are even some doubts whether he can be called a spear rat.

Because there are still many rat faces on this ball of meat, many of which can even make expressions and make silent and hideous shouts.

Soon after, the flesh of the spear rat completely devoured the young rat priest, and a young new face appeared on it.

It wriggled and disappeared into the darkness.

In the temple, in front of the altar, the white rat was reciting Du Yuan's piously and seriously. Even for this group of rats who were poor in civilization accumulation, the description was still the same sentence that was repeated over and over again.

Powerful, powerful, powerful god!

But the white rat's actions and words were extremely focused and serious.

But even so, the divine pillar in front of him did not light up again, and the god did not respond to him, a humble rat.

Boundless panic appeared in the white rat's heart. He was like an ordinary rat, curled up in a ball in a disgraceful and cowardly manner.

Among the speculations that the divine pillar lost its light and the god no longer cast his gaze, there was another one that made the white rat most panic.

The god was not satisfied with him!

Maybe the god was not dissatisfied with the rat man, but with him!

But the white mouse didn't even dare to think about this idea.

"God! God! My only God! Great God!"

The old white mouse burst into tears in front of the gift he prepared for the God!