Chapter 91, The Second Hero

White Rat, a complete madman.

Rat War's evaluation of him has never been wrong.

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A grand sacrifice is about to begin.

Today is a special day.

It is the day when the White Rat High Priest offers the contract to the gods.

On this day, even the slave rats are allowed to stop. They are allowed by the Big Claw Priests to crawl in the underground tunnels and pray devoutly in the direction of the temple.

Their managers, the Big Claw Priests, are the same.

Even more fanatical than most slave rats, these Big Claw Priests fell to the ground, curled up their bodies as much as possible, lowered their heads, and prayed humbly and devoutly.

And such a scene happened in every place in the Rat Empire, in breeding rooms, plantations, mines dug deep into the mountains, underground tunnels throughout the city, and even in the outposts at the entrance of the mountains.

Everything was temporarily put aside, and everything was not that important, even if the action in the breeding room could not be stopped.

The priests would pray devoutly and in a low voice towards the location of the God's temple when they were in a state of panic.

And those young rat priests, who did not have to work as hard as the big claw priests, would try their best to come as long as they could reach the temple.

They gathered in front of Du Yuan's temple into a large black mass.

In the past, when these young priests gathered together, they always liked to loudly proclaim their achievements with sharp and piercing voices.

But today, it was unusually quiet.

He raised his head slightly and looked up at the God's temple in front of him.

To be fair, Du Yuan's temple was not magnificent and exquisite, if it were not for the pyramid offered by the white rat to support the scene a little.

It might even be inferior to the small temple built by the slave-catching priests in the outpost with a lot of blood mushrooms.

But this did not prevent almost all the young rat priests who could come here from coming, and you could even see a familiar guy among them.

Including that daring guy.

Sheng Qi.

He was also mixed in the crowd of young priests at this time, slightly raised his head, and looked up at the sacred temple in front of him.

This was once a dream of his when he was a young rat.

Coming to the underground rat city to see the temple of God, of course, entering the temple, and offering sacrifices on the altar of the temple, these are other dreams.

As a young rat, he is not qualified to enter the temple to watch the ceremony.

Moreover, the sacred temple of God in front of him is far from as gorgeous as he thought. You know, the small temple in the outpost has many fine and prosperous patterns carved on the outer wall.

But that small temple cannot make the many young rat priests who have gathered here kneel down like it is now.

Sheng Qi is also one of those young rats who kneel down devoutly.

He knew clearly that the small temple built by the old guys in the outpost would never be worshiped by so many ratmen like today.

Even if the small temple was more exquisite and more solemn.

Inexplicably, a sentence appeared in Sheng Qi's mind.

God is not great because of the temple, but the temple is great because of God!

All doubts were gone, and Sheng Qi bowed his head to the temple in front of him, praying devoutly and seriously.

This young ratman had a more vague understanding of the misty god.

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In the temple.

Senior ratman priests stood, and they were also quiet at this time.

A large number of temple guards standing upright seemed to stand in front of the altar of the god like statues.

Rat War did not appear among the senior priests standing. At this time, he was leading his rat warlords and a line of guards to face the white rats guarded by the temple guards not far away.

The battle flag made of lizardman and snakeman skin was held high, and the spear given by the gods was held in his hand.

The rat warlords and the guards of Rat War cherished this opportunity very much, and tried to stand straight, just like the guards guarding the temple.

Unfortunately, neither the newly appointed rat warlords nor the guards of Rat War, who had fought cruelly with the lizardmen in the wetlands, did it.

The back was somewhat hunched, even if the battle flag was raised, even if their boss Rat War held the spear given by the gods tightly in his hand.

But it was a bit weaker than the solemn temple guards.

Raising his head, Shu Zhan looked at the white rat not far away, looking at him calmly. He felt a little reluctant, but obviously, he had no right to object.

He took a deep breath and straightened his body. He was originally a temple guard, and he was not like the rat warlord and the guards who were out of tune with such a solemn scene.

The mottled wounds on his skin were scars left by the dragon beast's breath, ugly, but frightening.

With one hand grasping the battle flag beside him and the other holding the gift from God, Shu Zhan stood up. He was the only one among all the ratmen present who could look the white rat in the eye.

He was about to become a hero.

In return, he received the cold and sharp eyes of the white rat.

However, Shu Zhan, who had always been afraid of the white rat, did not give in this time. Instead, he raised his head high and looked at the white rat.

Waving the battle flag, in the neat square formation, Shu Zhan, holding the spear and the battle flag, strode towards the white rat.

Today, in front of the altar of God, the great warlord in the rat kingdom who was originally on par with the high priest will be cut off half of his status.

The battle that has continued since the era of spear rats has completely come to an end.

As a contemporary warlord, Shu Zhan will offer the spear in his hand, which was gifted by God, to the white rat, and then be displayed.

The spear bestowed by the gods on Rat Zhan will be displayed in the temple by White Rat, raised high, no longer held by the rat warlords, and no longer appearing on the battlefield.

After all, there is still a little reluctance.

Standing in front of White Rat, Rat Zhan, with his guards behind him, stood straight in front of White Rat, and his momentum was slowly growing.

At this time, Rat Zhan was actually slowly crossing the boundary of heroes.

He was promoted?

A little commotion appeared.

No one thought that the second hero among the rats would be born like this, and he was the first hero among the rats to actively cross the boundary.

But why in such an occasion!

The temple guards reacted the fastest and moved a few steps closer to White Rat, ensuring that even if White Rat was attacked, they could complete the defense in the first time.

Fragmentary sounds appeared among the senior rat priests standing.

Some sneaky shadows appeared in the shadows of this sacred temple, and cast obscure and dangerous glances at all the ratmen on the field except the white rat.

The ratman warlords clenched their spears in panic, and the guards of the Rat War also realized that something was wrong, and lowered their spears, as if they were ready to attack.