Chapter 177: The Half-elf God Being Dragged by the Neck, Sheng Qi Returns to His Old Own Business
It was also on that night that the group of elderly half-elf reserves stepped onto the battlefield.

The brutal fight was accompanied by flying magical lights and sharp roars, and it was another brutal fight that lasted all night.

The god of the half-elves' faith could no longer sit still; his clan was on the brink of destruction.

It is not difficult for her to intervene in this war and save her believers. Her real body is sleeping in this towering tree.

When I opened my eyes, a spiritual light rose into the sky, appearing at a level invisible to ordinary beings.

The god believed by the half-elf wants to use his true body to go into battle.

But at this moment, high in the sky, a line of eyes suddenly opened.

It seems like I have been waiting for a long time.

The cold gaze passed through the huge sacred oak tree and was also cast on the half-elf god sleeping in the tree.

A huge hand appeared out of nowhere above the huge oak tree.

The rat people are lucky. Even though the god they believe in is not rich enough, it is powerful enough.

At least in this subcontinent, the gods they believe in are absolutely powerful.

Bold enough too.

The falling arm passed through the layers of defense that appeared.

The shattered and disintegrated spiritual light made the elemental concentration on this battlefield extremely exaggerated.

More powerful magic was cast at will by the half-elf elders.

Sheng Qi let out a crazy roar in the dark night because of this sudden change.

"damn it!

damn it!
What on earth happened!
What on earth happened? "

That night, the vast magical light almost dispelled the deep darkness, illuminating everything, and the rats were defeated one after another.

It was also that night that a hand strangled the half-elf god's neck.

At this moment, the high and mighty demigod was no different from an ordinary mortal.

Struggling, wailing, cursing, powerless.

He tried desperately to break free from Du Yuan's grasp.

It was not without effect. The emerald green light continued to spread along Du Yuan's arm like a poisonous snake.

Amid the ear-piercing corrosive sound, it tried to invade Du Yuan's divine body.

But it didn't have much effect. The blood-colored aura wrapped around Du Yuan easily crushed this mild resistance.

The cold gaze looked into the distance.

Looking at the vast grassland in the distance, Du Yuan did not hide his strength in order to firmly control the half-elf god.

The momentum was so huge that naturally everyone knew about it. At least three demigods turned their attention here.

But Du Yuan didn't have much fear.

The diffused blood mist completely obscured Du Yuan's figure, preventing other demigods from spying on him. It was a blood-red aura composed of vicious hatred and unwillingness.

With a strong pull, Du Yuan dragged the half-elf god off the wooden bed where he was sleeping.

Compared to Du Yuan's casual sleep, the half-elf god built an exquisite cottage for himself in the heart of this sacred oak tree.

It's a pity that apart from being exquisite, it doesn't have any other functions.

The tiny tree man that manifested from the sacred oak tree wanted to save his master, but after being looked at coldly by Du Yuan, he shrank back in fear.

Du Yuan chose a good time.

In other words, Du Yuan has been waiting for this moment since the war broke out.

Du Yuan cannot kill this half-elf god for the time being.

Faith in gods is trapped by faith, but is also protected by faith. Even though it is only a demigod, this half-elf god already possesses some eternal characteristics.

As long as his believers are not completely wiped out, Du Yuan cannot kill him.

Similarly, Du Yuan could not take any action against these half-elves entrenched in the oak trees.

He had used his strength recklessly and had clearly felt the emergence of repulsive force.

This was the repulsive force he brought about when he attacked another demigod at the level above mortal things.

It seems that he is about to be expelled from this world.

If the power spreads to the world itself, he will be expelled into the sea of ​​chaos by this world.

Now is far from the time for him to truly head towards the Sea of ​​Chaos.

The burning power of faith was like a ignited flame, and the spiritual light shot up into the sky. These were what he had to pay to resist rejection, and they were also sacrifices to this world.

This is an extremely luxurious resource even for a demigod.

The wolf-orc god in the distance set his eyes on Du Yuan. Among the three demigods, his expression was the most serious.

But Du Yuan didn't look at him.

Dragging the half-elf god in his hand, he walked towards the top of the sacred oak tree step by step.

There, temples to half-elven gods stood.

Standing on the top of the temple, Du Yuan does not have his own throne yet.

I can only stand where I am.

It is impossible to see his figure or appearance clearly, but he can make all the gods who are qualified to look at him feel inexplicable fear and danger.

The trainee gods finally noticed what was happening here, and their eyes fell on Du Yuan.

Du Yuan dragging a demigod was truly too horrifying.

Du Yuan fulfilled his promise, and what belongs to God belongs to God.

He has been watching this battlefield for a long time.

The eye of rules thrown out is just a misleading.

The wolf-orc god and the half-elf god both thought that he would sleep quietly in the divine pillar. After all, they were both demigods, and they still needed to rely on sleep to stabilize their bodies.

It is also unable to sustain the huge consumption brought about by a brief awakening.

They were right.

If the rat people had only chosen one direction to explore, and if Du Yuan only needed to suppress a demigod at this time, then things would certainly be like this.

It’s a pity that the rat people under Du Yuan’s command were not so obedient.

As their god, Du Yuan could only put more effort into it.

Du Yuan, who had already awakened, was waiting for the moment when the half-elf god would take action. Only at this time could Du Yuan rely on the Eye of Rules to capture the location where the half-elf god was hiding and sleeping.

Du Yuan did not pay any price for this move.

Cracks spread across the divine body, with red light flickering in them. Du Yuan now looked like a tattered large ceramic doll.

If we just put some more pressure on him, he will have no choice but to let go of the half-elf god in his hand.

In order not to be thrown out of the world.

Compared to the dangerous sea of ​​chaos, the rejection and suppression of this small world also seem so gentle.

Du Yuan finally turned his gaze to the wolf-orc god in the distance.

But does the wolf-orc god dare to gamble?

You can bet that Du Yuan will obediently give up the half-elf god if he intervenes, allowing the situation to return to a three-way stalemate, or that Du Yuan will drag him down without hesitation when he makes a move, dragging everyone present to the Sea of ​​Chaos.

Does he dare to gamble?

Finally, the wolf-orc god made a decision and disappeared into the vast grassland.

I don't dare.

No one would risk their life with a madman.

Evil gods have always been a group of difficult to guess, not to mention that Du Yuan's current appearance can be regarded as the most insane one even among those evil gods.

One by one the gods withdrew their gaze and disappeared, leaving only Du Yuan, who was strangling the half-elf god's neck, standing on the top of the huge oak tree.

He didn't take the struggling half-elf god in his hand seriously.

When she was successfully ambushed by Du Yuan, when she was dragged by Du Yuan and displayed in front of many demigods, her fate was already doomed.

The moment the great oak city fell, when the swarming rat-men army overthrew her temple.

That was the moment when Du Yuan cut off her path.

Of course, it won’t be a complete death, but such a result will not be much better than death.

After all, he has already reached the level of demigod.

Under this huge oak tree.

The rats were still struggling forward, but they were eventually defeated by the magical light that suddenly became several times stronger.

The brutal battle lasted all night.

The Western Expeditionary Force lost the large tree fold that they had captured with great difficulty.

Even though Sheng Qi was extremely angry and unwilling to give up, the battle had been going on for seven consecutive days.

The ratman army can no longer hold on.

Everything was going so smoothly, and he was about to attack the damn tree in front of him.

Those damned heretical priests! Those damned heretical priests!
Sheng Qi didn't know the specific situation of half-elves, nor did he care about the divisions among them.

fly into a rage.

In the battle to defend the city, the magical abilities of these half-elf elders were brought into full play.

The rats suffered a lot.

But there was no other way. In the hills and in the wild, the rats could still rely on huge catapults to fight against these magicians, but in front of this huge oak tree, the thrown boulders and swollen rats were all blocked by the lush and tough treetops, and could not play the role they should have.

He reluctantly announced the withdrawal.

The Skaven's first siege of the Sacred Oak ended in failure.

The half-elves on the folds of the giant tree finally waited for the ratmen to retreat.

But compared to the great victory in the past, they were so silent this time.

Above the folds, only a few half-elf reserves were left to participate in the counterattack.

He moved with difficulty among the pile of rat-man corpses in front of him.

Besides the sudden strong elemental force, what forced Sheng Qi to retreat unwillingly was the reserve troops composed of old half-elves.

The brutal battle that lasted for seven days without any breaks not only pushed the ratmen to their limits, but also the half-elves.

The half-elf warriors had fought to the point where they had to rest.

Exhausted to the extreme, they began to make mistakes in the battle and their defense became shaky.

This was the wrinkle that allowed the ratmen to capture the trunk of the sacred oak.

At this time, these reserve teams stood up.

The crumbling defense line was blocked by these elderly half-elves.

Even in that splashing spell, he began to push back. But what was the price?
All the elderly half-elves in the Half-Elven Kingdom who were able to participate in the war have been killed. If the next battle reaches such a critical moment again.

Then the reserve troops composed of young half-elves will also be sent to the battlefield.

If the elderly represent the past in an intelligent race that builds a civilization, then the young represent the future.

And now.

The past and future of the half-elves will be burned by the ratmen.

………….

The rats retreated underground.

Lengthy tunnels were dug into the roots of the sacred oak.

In fact, before the rats launched the brutal siege, the two sides had already engaged in a fierce battle.

The half-elf warriors noticed the underground tunnels dug by the ratmen, and a fierce battle broke out between the two sides in the winding underground tunnels.

Then the half-elf warriors were driven out of the underground tunnel in a panic.

In this deep underground, they are no match for the rat people.

The inclusion of underground space brought another possibility to the ratmen's war.

No matter how big the oak tree in front of you is, it is just a tree after all.

Cutting off its roots is a feasible solution.

In fact, Shengqi is doing this.

He has found the main root of the giant oak tree and is trying to use the swollen ratmen to contaminate its roots.

It’s just a pity that the effect is not good.

At least not as good as Sheng Qi expected.

All I can say is that this main rhizome is not much thinner than the tree trunk on the surface, and it is not something that can be dealt with in a short time.

The half-elves were certainly at the end of their strength, and there was no way they could survive for long on the huge oak tree at this moment.

All we need to do is surround them, all we need to do is surround them, and these guys will naturally collapse.

But Sheng Qi can't waste time endlessly like this.

If he wanted to break free from the clutches of those senior ratman priests, now was undoubtedly the best opportunity.

He has too much to do in this war.

The Rat War's approach gave him inspiration.

It's really outrageous. In name, the Rat War was only one step behind the White Rat, but he was the commander-in-chief and second-in-command of the entire Rat Kingdom.

But in terms of the level of information, Sheng Qi is able to keep one step ahead of the other.

Sheng Qi is ready to follow Rat War's example.

When the war is over and the ratmen priests are too busy to spare any time, this stretch of hills will be taken over by him.

He would not build a city, that would be too ambitious a goal.

Senior ratmen priests will also be sent to garrison there.

But he will not do nothing. He will build camps and outposts across this rolling hills.

Of course, he would not go too far. After all, these camps were far from being at the level of a city, although they did have many functional buildings, such as rat-man breeding rooms and cave mushroom cultivation rooms.

And that’s not all, he will also plan out an industrial zone.

There is no shortage of mineral veins among the rolling hills.

These will be mined by him.

This industrial area will be formed by a large number of adjacent ratmen camps, and he is just digging a hole.

Rely on scattered camps to actually simulate the role of a city and build a real rear base for yourself.

Only in this way could he break free from the control of those senior priests and completely take control of the army that originally belonged to him.

The Western Expeditionary Force has become too bloated with senior rat-men priests.

An overly large army requires an equally large amount of supplies. Sheng Qi was unable to provide the supplies the army needed, and was naturally controlled by these senior ratman priests.

At the same time, the command of the army is actually controlled by those senior rat priests.

This comes from the shortcomings when the Western Expeditionary Force was first established.

The Western Expeditionary Force relied too much on the Skaven Priests.

There was nothing before. When the army was first established, the rat priests in the army were all controlled by Sheng Qi's teacher.

Until he died in the Boarman King's City.

After the old guy died, he should have inherited the old guy's faction, which naturally included the loyalty of the priests under the old guy.

If those priests could truly pledge their loyalty to him, then his control over the Western Expeditionary Force would not be so weak.

But compared to him, the ratman priests who once gathered under his teacher were obviously more convinced by the other senior ratman priests.

These senior ratmen priests easily and completely sidelined Sheng Qi.

If they were not now overwhelmed with the game between each other in the turmoil, Sheng Qi would really not be able to find any opportunities.

This gives Sheng Qi some room.

He will regain the power that has been sidelined in the war, and will completely get rid of the control of those senior rat priests in the gap after the war.

At least, he would stand in front of those damn guys instead of being looked down upon as a more important tool.

But all these possibilities can only be explored in this war.

Rope Seven is a smart guy, even if he may not be a very good Skaven commander.

This area will not belong to him after the white rat takes the place of the attribute.

If the city cannot be built, then the temple of God will not be established. This is fatal, as the production of blood mushrooms depends on the temple of God.

Without blood mushrooms, this area can never be completely cleared.

This will be the hurdle that Sheng Qi will face.

It was also a hurdle that he could not overcome.

The temple was built and the blood pool appeared, so the existence of the city was no longer up to Sheng Qi.

As long as the Ratman Council keeps an eye on it, it will only be a matter of time before this area is brought under management.

The change of controller will make all the efforts of Shengqi's rear construction go to waste.

This is a problem that there is no solution to.

In this regard, Sheng Qi’s solution is to ignore the future and only focus on the present.

In this war of annihilation against the half-elves, they took advantage of the time when the senior priests were busy with their own affairs and mobilized all the resources produced.

He will sell all the corpses and slaves from this war, and even the grand sacrifices after the destruction of the heretical gods.

This is a bold idea.

Absolutely a bold idea.

This is something that even Shu Zhan didn't dare to do, but Sheng Qi not only thought about it, but also prepared to do it. Not only did he do it, he actually found a buyer.

Although he had done this before in the war against the wild boar people.

Well, it seems that those senior ratmen priests still underestimated this lucky guy.

He also overlooked the fact that besides luck, another word that was mentioned to bind Sheng Qi was also mentioned.

Good luck to the bold fellow.

Sheng Qi was a genius who, when he was a young priest, dared to pry away the rat army and launch a surprise attack on the wild boar people's rear.

A bold fellow.

He was going to exchange all the bodies of the dead in this war, the captured slaves, the dominance of the grand sacrifice, and everything else for one thing, the blood mushroom.

Blood mushrooms, lots of blood mushrooms, lots and lots of blood mushrooms.

There are enough blood mushrooms to support him in building this continuous camp, and enough that he can run these continuous camps without relying on the temple of gods.

In this way, he will be able to completely control the Western Expeditionary Force in his hands.

And use the Western Expeditionary Force in his hands as a bargaining chip to play against those senior rat priests.

In fact, those buyers who were willing to bid had hinted at Sheng Qi.

They can sell him everything he needs and provide support that will absolutely satisfy him, whether it is supplies, troops, weapons, or even seats for ratmen councilors.

Of course, if you want a seat for the Ratman parliamentarian, you may have to wait.

Apart from the seat of the ratman councillor, Sheng Qi believed that the buyer would definitely be able to give other things.

But he did not agree to this lucrative deal.

The painful lessons he had learned from these senior rat priests had left him with an instinctive shadow on these things.

He would not put himself into another pair of shackles after finally breaking free from one pair.

He would never be willing to submit to these guys, no matter who they are!
He will become a big shot, and he will definitely become a big shot, no matter what the cost.

But all this is based on a premise.

time.

He had to end this war quickly, only then would he be able to free up more time. He was not sure how long the struggle between those senior rat priests would last.

He had to hurry.

Who else can be relied upon?

Sheng Qi thought of a guy who had not appeared for a long time, his nominal boss.

Maybe now is the time to get in touch with him again.

But when he thought of that cold guy, Sheng Qi still felt uneasy.

Sheng Qi was not sure whether he could get help, but he was going to give it a try anyway. The increase in power in his hands would not be a bad thing for him in any way.

To some extent, their interests are aligned.

He had no reason not to help himself.

If possible, Sheng Qi felt that he needed another teacher.

Not long after, a group of marauding knights left the rolling hills and rushed towards the barren mountains.

Beneath the sacred oak tree, in the intricate underground tunnels.

A large number of corpses were collected from the ground by the ratmen, both those of the ratmen and those of the half-elves, and they would be sold as commodities.

That group of buyers were well-informed, as they arrived right after the war ended.

At the same time, there is no need to doubt their strength.

Because the ones who arrived were a group of guys who could compete with the senior ratmen priests for resources.

Temple Guard.

(End of this chapter)