Facing his teacher's suspicion, the young Gray Seer apprentice lowered his rat head in fear. This kind of reserve service is not protected by the non-attack regulations.
The formal gray prophet and their apprentices have a mutually utilizing relationship. The formal gray prophet needs the apprentices to do things for it and deal with challenges from other apprentices, while the newcomers need mentors and protectors.
Once the apprentice is strong enough, it will want to kill its mentor, and the mentor is also controlling the strength of the apprentices at all times. On the one hand, it cannot be too weak to be useless, and on the other hand, it cannot be strong enough to threaten itself. "Codelu wants to do it now, do it! Beard thing, die, die!" The Gray Seer closed its scroll and put the staff in his hand on the ground.
"Rats! We can't delay any longer! The bearded thing will search the sewers. If, if we are discovered, more enemies will appear!"
Cod Road is far from as calm as it appears in front of its subordinates. When it hears the news that a large number of dwarves have been added, its first reaction is to run away.
But when I think about the terrifying power of the Gray Claw High Priest, the leader of the Council of Thirteen who voted for the Horned Rat God, Lord Klitslik has boundless power. If he disobeys its orders, Codru will probably have to cut off his horns and run away.
Went to Lustria to seek survival.
After hearing the leader's order, the Skaven lurking around began to gather, and the Gray Seer looked at his subordinates with an almost proud emotion.
Gathered around it were a group of Storm Rats. These Skaven were large and strong, with their distinctive white fur shiny, matching their red-painted armor and black helmets painted with blasphemous runes. p>
They are the Council Guards, the elite of the elite: well-fed, well-clothed, well-disciplined, infinitely superior to the lowly clan rats and slave rats, and even stronger than their storm rat counterparts.<
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In order to protect the precious spellcasters, the Gray Seers bred these guys holding two-handed halberds. Under the influence of potions and strange magic, they even possessed things that should not appear in the rats - loyalty and courage.<
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"Here, give those bastards a good meal!" Coder Road ordered. "At night, wait until Morsrib rises. When it rises, rush out and kill all the human things and bearded things.
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"Squeak!"
"Kill, kill!"
The rats around them made strange noises in unison. They had had enough of living in the sewers, and their robbery and bloodthirsty desires were unstoppable.
Snorri still knew nothing about all this. In his subconscious, he still believed that the city was relatively safe. Humans and dwarves had lived together for so long without any trouble. Even if there were ratmen, they were just wandering rats. After dinner, Snorri went to the basement of the tavern. According to tradition, in the center of the temple here is a huge statue of Granny, with smaller tiles in the niches on the left and right sides of it.
The statues of Raya and Grimnir.
Behind them are the smaller ancestral gods and the ancestral statues of the dwarf clans that make up the Helmgart settlement.
Outside the Mountain Kingdom, most dwarf priests are often itinerant clergy. After all, the ancestral gods have not performed miracles since the Golden Age.
Therefore, which god is the main one in the sacrifice often depends on which part of the ritual the presiding priest understands. The one we are looking at now is the official choice of the ancestral goddess, so this sacrifice will undoubtedly be based on Valaya.
The temple does not occupy a large area, so the only people who came were the council of elders composed of the heads of the clans in the settlement, the long-bearded elders with a life span of more than 300 years, plus all the female tribesmen.
When Snorri walked down the steps surrounded by several Hammer of Eternity guards, the underground temple erupted in enthusiastic cheers.
For these imperial dwarves, watching other people's gods appear from time to time, either healing the injured, strengthening their own side or even directly killing the enemy.
However, their ancestors and gods responded to the call, and inevitably felt empty in their hearts. Some deviant tribesmen even began to believe in human gods related to their profession. In this case, the emergence of Snorri was undoubtedly a shot in the arm.
It’s a cardiotonic.
The ceremony was held very smoothly, and it was an old routine. First, I told the story of the ancestors' time, then I praised the mother goddess's mercy, and finally I praised the efforts and piety of the people in front of me, and gave them gifts on behalf of the ancestor goddess.
Blessings.
Although this traditional style is old-fashioned, it is undoubtedly very useful to the tribe. While Snorri killed the small blue sheep as sacrifices and presented them to the ancestor goddess, he began to think about whether to spend some revival points to make the mother goddess "appear"
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The settlement of Helmgart does not have a large population, and there is no role model like Queen Mary of the Horn Castle. Snorri also feels that his title of Goddess' Choice has been firmly established, and he can start to accumulate revival points to recover the artifact in the future.
Preparations have been made to carry out rituals for other ancestor gods.
Just when he was struggling, several huge explosions helped him solve his troubles.
"Calm down! Don't panic."
"Ladies! Take the secret passage out of here, you have priority!"
"Let's go out and see what's going on, don't be crowded!"
Snorri and the Elder Stonelayers were both experienced leaders, and they evacuated the crowd in an orderly manner. This underground temple had secret passages leading to better-defended places. To be precise, the entire dwarf settlement was connected by tunnels.
Get up.
After rushing out of the tavern door, Snorri saw the chaos of the entire dwarf community with some order. The old, weak, women and children were gathering at the blacksmith shop, while some of the fighting tribesmen were running home to get equipment.
, and some are already fully armed and gathering on the roadside.
The guards in the settlement closed the door and stood at their posts with the muskets in their hands. When they saw Snorri and the leaders emerging from the tavern, two dwarf rangers ran over.
"Master Snorri, Skaven, the explosion was caused by those dirty rats, and they are now running rampant in the streets!" The rangers quickly reported the news they had detected.
"I follow your orders!" The elder stone mason was a mason. He was not good at commanding battles, so he decisively transferred the command to Snorri.
"Are there any rats sneaking into the settlement?" Snorri was not polite, and he immediately started to understand the information.
"We haven't found yet that the sewers here are not connected to the human cubs! The rats should have emerged from there!" Judging from the name Snorri given to the humans, this is a ranger who belongs to the convoy.
"That's good, put the women and children away, close the door and don't let them in. I'll go up to the outer wall and take a look!" Snorri said, walking towards the outer wall of the settlement surrounded by the guards. Thanks to Wanghou Yanhaiya for the reward, book friend 20190616005810279 monthly pass