The one-horned priest gritted his teeth and finally touched the Rat King's 'forbidden area', the magic stone chamber deep inside the altar.
As the saying goes, wealth is gained through danger, and it has come. Wouldn’t it be a loss not to take a look at it?
After sneaking into the stone door quietly and bypassing the giant stone tablet blocking the stone door, the one-horned priest's eyes could no longer be moved away. The reproductive impulse took over the high ground of reason in an instant, like a high-rise statue on his head.
Just like a unicorn, there is no room for anything else.
While her husband was away fighting, the only female of the Bloodstone Tribe, the Rat Queen, who had just gone through molting and changing her body, had already shed her bloated reproductive body, and no longer had to swallow bloodstone tubes to eat in large quantities all day long to provide for future generations.
Provide adequate nutrition.
At this moment, the rat queen has an unparalleled body shape and beauty. In addition to her blood-amber eyes, she has soft snow-white fur all over her body. The graceful naked rat queen is closing her eyes, speaking with a kind of expression that makes the rat's blood rush.
Lying on a stone bed covered with fur, even the eyelashes the size of cattail leaf exudes breathtaking beauty...
He looked obviously exhausted.
Damn the Rat King! How on earth do you mess with the Rat Queen?
'No wonder the Rat King is tired of giving birth to mice here every day without getting bored at all.'
I originally thought that the Rat King's unremitting efforts were for the development of the clan. Now, after the One-Horned Priest really saw the unsuspecting Rat Queen, he realized that the Rat King was not for the clan at all, but just lustful.
The mice that are born are just lustful added value, and they don’t feel bad even if they die.
"You can have sex with me, maybe you will have more babies than the Rat King."
After slandering the highest authority of the Bloodstone Tribe, as the only one-horned priest of the Rat Tribe with a breeding tool, after scolding him secretly, his awe for the Rat King was reduced a lot again, and there was a bit more resentment.
I work exhaustingly every day, but the Rat King who is admired by all rats is having sex with the Rat Queen every night. Why?
Is it just because the Rat King came into contact with the Holy Stone before he did?
Damn it! Who doesn’t have big horns? You’re special if you have two horns? Can you use them if you have so many?
The alluring body fragrance of the Rat Queen floated into her nostrils, and she greedily glanced at the body of the Sleeping Rat Queen. The horned priest's breathing gradually became heavier, and he cautiously retreated to the door. He glanced at it furtively, and felt fierce in his heart.
Close the stone door with a click.
Unless you have the Bloodstone Crown, the intricate stone door can only be opened from the inside.
Even if I die today, I have to be a real rat man for once!
"Zhizhi? Zhizhizhi? (Wang? Are you back?)"
After squeaking softly a few times, the mouse queen drowsily rubbed her eyes, arched her body without warning, and waited skillfully for something.
'What kind of extravagant life does this damn Rat King enjoy? Ahhh! It's so hot! As a grand review, I want to personally priest it!'
Unable to endure it any longer, the one-horned priest with red eyes disarmed himself three times and pounced on him.
At the moment of contact, he noticed the distinctive horns. The mouse's eyes widened and he realized that the person behind him was not the king.
Outside the workshop, rats scurried around, creating a mess of rat porridge.
After losing the command of the general, the weakness of the rat people was exposed. The quality of the products of the consecration ceremony was uneven. After the death of the brave, the remaining ones were naturally cowards.
When the heavy footsteps approached, the panicked rats calmed down again after seeing the two-horned rat king, and spontaneously followed behind the rat king.
In order to facilitate the movement of the three-meter-tall Rat King and the two-meter-tall High Priest, the Bloodstone Tribe deliberately widened certain narrow passages. The Rat King and the Priest had only walked a few times, but at this moment, they were taking advantage of the tall humans, allowing them to
Wantlessly waving the weapons in their hands to kill the tribesmen, some rats couldn't help but feel regretful.
Picking up a 1.4-meter-long son, the Rat King said in a deep voice.
"Zhizhi? (Where are the humans?)"
Shushu had a look of fear on his face and was speechless.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak! (It's too scary, humans are too scary, father, you have to...)"
"It's nonsense. I don't have a son as stupid as you."
After strangling the stupid son who was talking nonsense, the Rat King bent down again and picked up another cheap son.
This time, there was no need for the Rat King to say anything. The frightened Shuashu explained clearly in an instant. Fortunately, he manually controlled the deflection trajectory in time and managed to avoid splashing the blasphemous splash on his father, saving the poor Shushu from death.
The Rat King glared at his cowardly son with disgust and said nothing, his scarlet eyes full of impatience.
"Zhizhi, zhizhi. (Father, the humans are in the nest in front, I just came out from there.)"
"Where's the dong dong? (Noxian)"
"Zhizhi? (Father, what did you say?)"
After hesitating for a while, the Rat King still didn't strangle his son for not learning human language properly. He took a deep breath, endured his impatience, and asked again in the rat language of the Bloodstone Tribe.
"(Where are your General Dong Dong and General Grin?)"
"(General Dongdong regrouped his troops outside the lair, General Grin was scattered after the enemy came over, and is probably behind the humans.)"
Satisfied with his cheap son's answer, the Rat King put his son on the ground. Rat and Rat, who had escaped from death, knelt on the ground, kowtowed several times in gratitude to his father's back, and then bit his front teeth.
Turn around and run away without hesitation.
…
In the passage between the workshop and the second rat nest.
His heart was pounding, and he felt that the weapons in his hands and the bloodstone armor on his body were a little heavy, affecting his escape plan.
However, after thinking about it, if it were not for the bloodstone armor, he would have been killed by the terrifying crossbow arrows at this moment, so Dongdong gave up the idea of taking off the armor.
Looking around, except for the Storm Rats who follow him, they are just cannon fodder. How to leave the cannon fodder so that he can have a reasonable reason to evacuate is something he needs to consider.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "(Stick to this place! Anyone who dares to retreat will definitely die!)"
After issuing several orders to the Storm Rats, the remaining more than a hundred Storm Rats retreated to the back road and issued cruel orders.
A dozen rat warriors who had just withdrawn from their lair fled backwards in panic, only to be killed by the tall Storm Rat with a sword.
"(No one is allowed to retreat! Those who retreat will die!)"
Dongdong secretly breathed a sigh of relief after successfully frightening the cannon gray rat-man.
Unexpectedly, the rat general, who was preparing to retreat quickly when the humans came to kill him, waited for his father.
Thousands of rat men knelt down at the same time, and Dongdong also lowered his rat head towards his father and the king of the Bloodstone Tribe.
"Father."
"Dong dong, you are still far behind in human language."
"sorry."
"(Use tribal language.)"
"(yes.)"
After observing the relatively tight defense line, at least the humans were not allowed to kill the important ruins workshop. The Rat King did not have much words to blame the injured Dongdong. Instead, he patted the Rat son on the head for a rare moment of encouragement.
road.
"(You're doing okay, don't be too frustrated.)"
After Dong Dong received the affirmation, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little more proud of his brave self.
"(Father, why did the madness disappear suddenly? Is there something wrong with the holy stone? Or is it you, father...)"
Waving his hand, the Rat King looked like he didn't want to say anything more, so Dongdong could only close his mouth.
The Rat King, who had an inscrutable look on his face and was somewhat dissatisfied with the Holy Stone that suddenly went crazy and struck, said solemnly to his heirs who were watching him.
"(This is a test for you. After the hard battle, you must have also grown. Humans are powerful enemies recognized by the Holy Stone. It is normal for you to lose. This is why I am here.)"
Crossing his arms high, the Rat King's voice suddenly became high-pitched.
"(Children, let's witness this battle that is destined to be recorded in the history of the Bloodstone Tribe and witness the great man! The Holy Stone is with us!)"
