Chapter 84: The Daring Guy

In the small temple, a stone pillar with intricate patterns stands.

At the same time, this intricate pattern does not stop at the stone pillar, but covers every inch of this small temple.

These intricate patterns are all carved based on the patterns on the great pillars in the real temple of the gods in the underground rat city. The best slave rats in the underground rat city were invited to carve them. In order to show their piety, the slave-catching priests together bled mushrooms and let the slave rat craftsmen spread the patterns all over the small temple.

Yes, even if you have become the most humble slave rat in the rat kingdom, if you can skillfully carve the patterns belonging to the gods, then to some extent, your status will be improved.

As long as you can engrave the patterns belonging to the gods stroke by stroke.

Although the rats will not know that the pattern they worship crazily originated from a stone pillar randomly selected by Du Yuan.

And not only that, the blood pool was also reproduced by them, even the pyramid standing in the blood pool, the gift that the white rat offered to the god, was also restored.

But these are not the most eye-catching, the most eye-catching is a statue.

A ratman statue that has not been completed.

This statue stands in this imitation temple, what it represents is beyond doubt.

This group of slave-catching priests in the outpost boldly wanted to copy the figure of the great god.

This move caused an uproar after being discovered, and even reached the ears of the ratman high priest White Rat.

White Rat once came to this temple in person.

At that time, all the ratman priests in the outpost knelt outside this small temple with fear.

But nothing happened afterwards. White Rat stopped the continued carving of the god statue, but did not let this group of bold slave-catching priests dismantle it. Everything that followed was lightly let go.

Only such a vague statue is still standing in this small counterfeit temple.

This is a very strange and awkward feeling. The rats hope that their god is a great giant rat.

It is as if the god will never abandon them.

Now, this counterfeit temple that once caused an uproar has become somewhat desolate.

With the senior priests who founded the slave-hunting team fleeing the outpost, and the stagnation of the sacrificial slaves that are constantly input into the outpost.

The blood in the blood pool that the rat priests had always required to keep fresh in the temple gradually solidified after losing the replacement.

A faint smell of decay also appeared in this sacred temple.

Two rats stood in the temple at this time, one of them was chattering something, and a figure tied up like a dumpling was piled next to him.

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At this time, Sheng Qi came to the temple he had longed for, but he didn't even have the courage to look at the pattern representing the great god.

He felt that he had used up all his courage in this life.

He kept talking, but his heart was beating violently.

But fortunately, fortunately, fortunately, the temple messenger from the underground rat city in front of him showed an interested expression to his words.

Just after that humiliating defeat, Sheng Qi had fully realized the unbelievability of his troops.

In the ratman's nest, he looked at the black slave rats with red eyes.

He roared angrily, but after the roar, he was helpless, mainly facing the bright eyes in front of him, Sheng Qi suddenly felt a little scared.

Fortunately, not to mention the slave rats, even the ratman warriors were scolded by the ratman warlords on a daily basis, but there was no one who rushed out to kill him.

What else can I do? Life must go on.

Slaves also need to be handed over. Facing this situation, the gloomy Sheng Qi looked at the wild boar cook who was tied up beside him and came up with an idea.

Just like that, the day before the slaves were handed over, Sheng Qi led the team back to the outpost and broke into the small temple where the temple messenger was paused.

He made up a story boldly.

In order to survive, he had no guilt for deceiving the temple messenger. After all, the temple messenger served the gods, so he, the rat priest Sheng Qi, did not serve the gods!

He was just afraid, afraid that his bizarre idea would fail.

He was worried that he would be caught on the spot and used to fill the sacrifice hole.

In fear and tension, in the bizarre story he told.

Sheng Qi became a fearless rat priest. He led his slave-hunting team through the underground tunnels throughout the forest, sneaked into the rear of the wild boars, and fought bravely in the defenseless wild boar city, and even captured a very important wild boar person.

"Yes, this is the daughter of the wild boar priest!"

When Sheng Qi said this, the hair on his back was soaked, but it must be said that he really has a talent for nonsense.

Even though he was sweating with fear and almost couldn't stand steadily.

But the words in his mouth were smoothly told in the ups and downs.

After he finished speaking, he pointed to the wild boar cook who was tied up on the other side, fearing that the temple messenger would not believe it.

He directly pulled off the rope stuffed in the wild boar cook's mouth, and in an instant, the angry roar resounded in the temple.

After the slave rats carried her and ran wildly in the forest all night, the boundless anger was brewing in this tall and strong cook. At this time, after the rope on her mouth was pulled off, her eyes were even faintly red.

It seemed that she was about to enter a frenzy state. The hemp ropes on her body made a tightening sound, which scared Sheng Qi and the temple messenger.

He quickly blocked her mouth with hemp rope again.

In the end, the wild boar cook still couldn't break free from the thick hemp rope on her body.

The temple messenger was also successfully misled by Sheng Qi's rather beautiful words.

"I am willing to sacrifice the daughter of the wild boar priest to the gods, but the small temple in this outpost can't satisfy me at all.

Only in the real palace of the gods, beheading this savage creature and throwing its body into the blood lake is the most appropriate ending.

I look forward to doing this myself."

At this time, Sheng Qi's face showed true piety and expectation. Offering sacrifices in the real temple of the gods is the common wish of countless young rat people, and it is also the wish of Sheng Qi.

But soon, the topic changed!

"But I can't leave the outpost because of my teacher's entrustment. This sir, are you willing to offer glory to the gods on my behalf!"

In Sheng Qi's words, the temple messenger had some obvious intentions. No matter how true Sheng Qi's story was, this was indeed the first wild boar sacrifice to be offered, which was indeed an honor.

Seeing the intention of the temple messenger, Sheng Qi was ecstatic and told him his real purpose while the iron was hot.

"My lord, I just need you to give me a few days. I really wasted some time in order to capture this glorious sacrifice. I just need you to give me a few days, and she will be yours!"