Facing his teacher's suspicion, the young Gray Seer apprentice lowered his rat head in fear. This kind of reserve service was not protected by the non-attack regulations.
The formal gray prophet and their apprentices are in a mutually beneficial relationship. The formal gray prophet needs the apprentices to do things for it and respond to challenges from other apprentices, while the new ones 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.
"Ratmen! We can't delay any longer! The bearded thing will search the sewers. If, if we are discovered, more enemies will appear!"
Coder Road was far from as calm as it appeared in front of its men. When it heard the news that a large number of dwarves had been added, its first reaction was 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. The Gray Seer looked at its subordinates with an almost proud emotion.
Gathered around it were a group of Stormvermin. These Skaven were large and sturdy, with their distinctive white fur shiny, matching their red-painted armor and black helmets painted with blasphemous runes.
They are the Council Guards, the best of the best: well-fed, well-clothed, well-disciplined, nowhere near superior to the lowly Clanrats and Slaverats, and even stronger than their Stormvermin counterparts.
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.
"Here, give those bastards a good meal!" Coder Road gave the order. "At night, wait until Morsrib rises. When it rises, rush out and kill all the human things and the bearded things!"
"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 were unstoppable.
Snorri still knew nothing about all this, and subconsciously he still believed that the city was relatively safe. Humans and dwarves have lived together for so long without any problems. Even if there are rat people, they are 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. Statues of Raya and Grimnir.
Behind them are smaller statues of the ancestors of the gods and the dwarf clans that made up the settlement of Helmgart.
Outside of the Mountain Kingdom, most dwarf priests tend to be itinerant clergy, since the ancestral gods have not performed miracles since the Golden Age.
Therefore, which deity should be the main one in the sacrifice often depends on which part of the ritual the presiding priest understands. The one currently chosen 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 area, the long-bearded elders with a life span of more than 300 years, plus all the female tribesmen.
As Snorri descended the steps, surrounded by several Hammer of Eternity guards, the underground temple erupted in loud 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 this request, inevitably feeling empty in their hearts. Some rebellious tribesmen even began to believe in human gods related to their professions. In this case, Snorri's sudden appearance was undoubtedly a shot in the arm.
The ceremony was held very smoothly, and it was an old routine again. 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 ancestors and goddess. Blessings.
Although this traditional style is old-fashioned, it is undoubtedly very popular among the tribesmen. While Snorri killed the small blue sheep as a sacrifice to the ancestral goddess, he began to think about whether to spend some revival points to make the mother goddess "appear".
The settlement of Helmgart has a small population, and there is no role model like Queen Mary of the Horn Keep. Snorri also felt that his title as the Chosen Goddess was firmly established, and he could start accumulating revival points to prepare for retrieving artifacts and carrying out rituals to other ancestor gods in the future.
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!"
"Come on, 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 has secret passages leading to better-defended places. To be precise, the entire dwarf settlement is connected by tunnels.
After rushing out of the tavern door, Snorri saw that the entire dwarf community was in chaos 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 were already heavily 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 around in the streets!" The rangers quickly reported the news they had discovered.
"I follow your orders!" The elder stonemason was a mason. He was not good at commanding operations, so he decisively transferred the command to Snorri.
"Are there rats getting into the settlement?" Snorri was not polite, and he started to get the information directly.
"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, it was judged that this was a ranger belonging to the convoy.
"That's good, settle the women and children, 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.
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