"Fujigami finally wakes up!"
Under the boulder, the gray mouse looked up at the radiant divine vine. His mood broke free from extreme fear and despair, and was replaced by ecstasy.
He knew very well how powerful and terrifying Shen Teng was. As long as Shen Teng took action, the Rat Tribe would no longer be in danger of destruction.
The squirrel regained his composure.
"puff!"
The gray rat grabbed the bone spear, turned around suddenly, and stabbed the weasel tribe leader into the chest with lightning speed.
The leader of the weasel tribe, who had been so arrogant just now and planned to play tricks on the gray rat, now suffered a double blow both mentally and physically.
The bone spear pierced his heart, making him feel that all the strength in his body was quickly drained, as if a big hole was suddenly opened at the bottom of a bamboo tube filled with water.
"you you……"
The stone knife in the hand of the leader of the weasel tribe fell to the ground. He pointed at the squirrel with trembling fingers, but he could no longer say a complete sentence.
"Bang!"
The gray rat kicked the leader of the weasel tribe to the ground, and then stabbed him with two spears, killing him completely.
"I still want to dig up the roots of the Fujigami, bah!"
The gray rat spat on the corpse of the leader of the weasel tribe, then charged towards the witches and warriors of the weasel tribe with a grin.
"Don't you doubt my strength? Then come on!"
The gray rat rushed into the crowd and started killing fiercely.
"Stop him, stop him!"
The witches of the Weasel tribe screamed and retreated wildly, because witches did not have the ability to fight in close combat. Facing a five-color warrior at close range would be courting death.
The weasel tribe has a large number of people. Although the weasel is a five-color warrior, it is very difficult to pass through the crowd to kill the witch.
Just when he was surrounded by many people, suddenly, roots emerged from the ground quietly and twined up the feet of the weasel tribe warriors.
"What is this?"
"Ah, go away..."
In the blink of an eye, more than half of the Weasel tribe's warriors were tightly entangled in roots.
They struggled wildly, cutting, slashing, smashing with various weapons, and even biting the roots with their teeth, but to no avail.
They were like insects caught in a spider's web, wrapped tightly in a short period of time, and then waited in fear for death.
"Hahaha, your weasel tribe has bullied the rat tribe for so long, today it's my turn!"
The gray rat sauntered up to the weasel tribe shaman, pulled out the bronze short knife from his waist, and then carefully avoided the roots, and plunged the knife into the chest of the weasel tribe shaman.
"Zizzizi..."
Those roots grow along the wound and quickly absorb the flesh, blood and soul of the weasel tribe witch.
In despair, the weasel tribe shaman also died.
"Finally I can take revenge!"
The gray rat walked forward step by step, killing the tightly tied weasel tribe warriors one by one, just like chopping melons and vegetables.
At the same time, countless roots appeared in the underground caves, and the weasels that were chasing the giant rats were entangled in the roots one after another.
"Chi chi chi..."
Those giant weasels struggled wildly, but to no avail. The roots penetrated into their bodies from their seven orifices and sucked them into mummies in a short period of time.
On the ground, the divine vine that absorbed countless flesh and soul essences became even larger, and its divine power surged like ocean waves.
As for the weasel god trapped by the divine vine, his strength to struggle has become smaller and smaller, and death is only a matter of time.
After half a day, the roots of the divine vine retracted underground, and most of the vines also retracted. Only the body of the Weasel God was still wrapped in the package and continued to be absorbed by the divine vine.
When the members of the Rat Tribe were called out by the Gray Rat, all they saw were dead bones on the ground, as well as the clothes and weapons scattered by the Weasel Tribe members.
Wait for something.
"The weasel tribe is just gone?"
A member of the Rat Tribe made an incredible sound.
Others also felt like it was a dream, not real at all.
Gray Rat stood in front of the crowd and said loudly: "Teng Shen destroyed the weasel tribe and saved our lives. Why don't you thank Teng Shen?"
After shouting, the gray rat took the lead and knelt down towards the huge divine vine, touching the bottom with his forehead: "Kowtow to thank the vine god!"
The people of the Rat Tribe also reacted to the shock and knelt down one after another, chanting "Kowtow to the God of Vine".
This time, they were so convinced that no one dared to question Shen Teng's power.
In the next three days, Shendou absorbed the weasel god.
Three days later, all that was left of the Weasel God was a skeleton and dry hair, not even the skin.
The withered bones looked scary anyway, so they were moved to the entrance of the ancestral land by the squirrel to scare other enemies.
On the fourth day, the gray rat was summoned under the boulder by Shen Teng.
"Greetings to Fujigami."
The gray mouse knelt on the ground respectfully, not even daring to raise his head.
"Squirrel, you are a rat tribe after all. I cannot be your totem god, so I want to cultivate another rat god for you."
"Is this... is this true?"
The Gray Rat was overjoyed. Although the Vine God was also very powerful, the people of the Rat tribe only had respect for the Vine God, but had no faith.
If we can really cultivate another rat god, the rat tribe will become a complete tribe again, and the tribesmen will be more united.
"Of course, but only the descendants of the Rat God can withstand the baptism of divine power. I want you to find the strongest giant rat among the descendants of the Rat God in your tribe and bring it here."
The gray mouse hurriedly said: "The rat god left many descendants, I will go find them right away."
The gray rat stood up and hurried to the tribe to find the strongest giant rat among the descendants of the rat god.
The giant rat has a particularly strong reproductive capacity, and as a rat god, its reproductive capacity is even more ridiculously strong.
Therefore, most of the giant rats in the rat tribe are descendants of the rat god.
However, despite their strong reproductive capacity, giant rats also have a relatively short lifespan. Most ordinary giant rats can only live for three to five years, and the longest lifespan does not exceed ten years.
Only the direct descendants of the Rat God have a longer lifespan, able to live for twenty or thirty years, and their combat power is much more powerful than ordinary giant rats.
It has only been more than ten years since the death of the Rat God. There are still dozens of giant rats in the Rat Tribe, who are direct descendants of the Rat God. It is not difficult to find them.
Soon, the gray rat found the five most powerful descendants of the rat god who had not yet aged, and brought them to Shen Teng.
"Fujigami, I brought them."
The fur of the five giant rats was yellowish brown. They were much larger than ordinary giant rats and had higher intelligence. They lay on the ground fearfully and did not run around.
Fujigami looked at the five giant rats, and then said to the gray rat: "You go down first."
"yes!"
The gray rat stood up, retreated step by step, and left the central area of the tribe. At the same time, he ordered all the rat tribe members not to get close to the boulder.
Fog suddenly appeared in the center of the Rat Tribe, and gradually became thicker, and soon it was impossible to see anything clearly.
In the mist, vines were like green divine chains, wrapping around the five giant rats.
The five giant rats had already learned from the gray rat what Shen Teng was going to do, so even though they were very frightened, they still did not struggle.
As the direct descendants of the Rat God, they have relatively high intelligence after all, and are full of desire to become gods.
The majestic voice of Fujigami sounded in the mist: "Whether you can become a god depends on which of you has a stronger physique!"
"Clatter..."
A powerful divine power surged out from the vines, and then poured into the first giant rat.
"Zhizhizhi..."
The giant rat's eyes
It turned red instantly, its body quickly expanded like a balloon, and a sharp scream came from its mouth.
Divine power infusion is a double-edged sword.
If you can withstand it, it will be a reborn great creation; if you cannot bear it, it will be a fatal poison.
Under the infusion of divine power, the giant rat quickly grew in size and strength. At the same time, its seven orifices were bleeding, and the muscles and bones in its body were broken and reshaped, and it suffered extremely severe pain.
When the giant rat expanded to the size of a bison, suddenly a large number of cracks appeared on its body surface, and blood spurted out.
"squeak……"
The giant rat screamed, its blood vessels burst, and it died instantly.
Shen Teng said: "After only a few transformations, I can't bear it anymore. I can't become a god. Let's change it to another one."
A vine wrapped around the dead giant rat and threw it outside the mist.
The gray rat and rat tribesmen who were waiting anxiously outside were shocked when they saw the giant rat that had changed beyond recognition, because it had become so big and weird, and its death was particularly tragic.
But no one dared to question it, because Shen Teng was helping the Rat tribe create gods, and it was normal to make sacrifices.
In the mist, the second giant rat also began to receive divine power.
Its body also began to swell, but compared to the first giant rat, its transformation speed was obviously much faster, which showed that its talent and bones were still good.
As the divine power continued to be poured into it, the giant rat continued to transform, gradually growing into a behemoth more than twenty meters long.
"The bones are not bad, let's see if you can become a god."
Shinto continued to infuse divine power into the giant rat and helped it transform. At the same time, Shinto began to infuse the giant rat with the soul power extracted from the Weasel God.
"Zhizhizhi..."
The giant rat screamed crazily. It endured both body and soul pain, and its thick and sharp fangs made a "clicking" sound.
"boom!"
When the divine power and divine soul power were infused to a certain level, there was only a loud noise, and the giant rat suddenly exploded, with blood, flesh and broken bones flying everywhere.
"Buzz..."
A divine barrier appeared on the boulder, blocking the flesh, blood and broken bones from contaminating the vines.
"It still doesn't work, let's try the next one."
Shen Teng was a little disappointed, because these giant rats looked so bad to him.
At this time, the remaining three giant rats witnessed what happened in front, and there was a look of horror in their eyes.
One giant rat even started struggling crazily, trying to escape from this place.
Compared with fate, the temptation of becoming a god is obviously not that important.
"Courageous little mouse, you can leave if you want."
Shinto didn't want to waste time and directly let go of the struggling giant rat.
The giant rat ran away without even daring to look back. It was obviously frightened.
The remaining two giant rats did not struggle. Although they were also scared, they also longed to become gods.
Shendou was a little surprised by this. It seemed that the giant rats were not all dead.
After a short period of repair, Shendou continued to infuse divine power into the fourth giant rat, but this time, the speed of infusion was obviously much gentler than before, obviously fearing that the giant rat would also explode.
