The Ominous Lord of the Skaven

Chapter 144 For the tribe!

Facing the mother who gave birth to him and raised him, the son raised the butcher knife in his hand without hesitation.

Since the next scene was supposed to arouse the wolf man's anger better, after knowing the will of the wolf man's brother, Shakespeare directly asked the rat people to hold down the wolf man's mother.

The plot below is already predictably bloody and corrupt.

Unless the younger sister chooses to act, it is impossible to change the ending.

But the "savior" that many jackals were looking forward to did not choose to stop all this, but chose to stand on the sidelines.

There is no one to prevent the tragedy from happening.

Amidst the mother's mournful wailing and shouting, the little wolf man recalled the past.

That day, the midday sun sprinkled the earth through layers of branches and leaves.

And his father was teaching him how to skin skin at that time.

It was a strong jungle wild boar. The wild boar's fur was not as thick as cowhide, but it became very difficult to peel off because of this.

Skinning requires skill, and in order to become a qualified hunter, he practiced in the sun for many years.

Until a few days ago, he finally peeled off the wild boar's fur completely.

But it was at this time that the tribe was wiped out.

He and his family were arrested as "jackals", and his father had already planned to sacrifice his brothers and sisters in order to survive.

In his eyes, his mother was just an accomplice, even though she kept saying that she loved them very much.

The sun, unknowingly, climbed to the top of the head.

Under the scorching sun, he peeled off the skin perfectly, just like the wild boar in the sun.

And during this process, the skinned object is still alive.

This is his special method.

After the skinning, the Gnoll's tendons were exposed to the sun without any protection.

pain.

After losing the fur, even the wind blowing can cause pain all over the body.

Mother suddenly felt that all her previous sacrifices were worthless.

Not even a trace of mercy can be exchanged for himself.

And the little wolf man in front of him raised his knife again.

"After being hungry for so long, you really want to eat something."

Shakeby's seductive words echoed in the ears of the little wolf man, and the campfire lit by the rat people crackled.

"Bake it and eat it."

Shakespeare suggested, but it seemed like an ultimatum.

Miraculously, the little wolf man cut off a piece of his mother's flesh, and then skewered it on the fire to roast it.

He also sprinkled a little pepper and salt, which made him feel better.

No way, I'm really hungry.

The little wolf man could only comfort himself in this way.

Such excessive cannibalism deeply shocked the gnolls below.

"Unforgivable, is this really her child?"

"How cruel were they treated in the human tribe?"

The hearts of all the jackals were tightly held by this family.

It really is an unforgettable drama.

The little wolf man continued to slice the meat with a knife, and the more he ate, the more he enjoyed himself. He also followed the suggestion of the rat man and wrapped the roast meat with fresh wild vegetables and swallowed it.

But just when the little wolf man was eating happily, the wolf man's mother made up her mind.

"Roar!!!"

A wild cry startled the two rat men who were holding him down. At that moment, the weak body of the wolf man mother released the last bit of potential!
While the little wolf man was concentrating on cutting, he slashed!

puff.

Cold knife into the meat.

Before the little wolf man had time to react, he was stabbed by the dagger, bleeding profusely.

The situation is reversed instantly!
"What are you doing!"

Shakespeare was surprised that his mother broke away from the script without authorization. Originally, the son should have won the humiliation.

Unexpectedly, the situation unexpectedly changed in an instant
"But to be honest, this rhythm is also quite interesting."

Shakespeare thought that as the lead in killing respected warriors and helping her husband harm children, the gnolls below actually didn't expect her to live.

Since they don't expect it, let her live.

"Go back and let her move freely."

Shakespeare called off the two skaven who tried to control her again, leaving the poor wolf to tossed about in the wind.

At this time, the mother who had just killed the perpetrator felt refreshed.

"Hahaha! Kill!"

Two little white-eyed wolves, neither of them will live!
Driven by hatred, the appalling body moved again. The speed was not fast, but due to the pain all over her body, the movements of the wolf man mother could only be described as slow.

But the deterrent force brought by this broken body is unprecedented!

The only remaining gnoll sister was so frightened that she could only tremble all over with the dagger in her hand, completely forgetting to resist.

How many times that distorted figure stabbed her child, no mouse can count clearly.

They only know that the chopped up corpse can be conveniently stirred into sauce.

And after killing her own family, the skinned wolf-man mother finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

She didn't die, she just ran out of energy.

"A surprise ending."

Shakespeare commented.

He walked up to Ickert again and asked what to do next.

"Let her go."

Eckert said so.

"I have always kept my word. Since I said I would let it go, I will definitely let it go."

"Your will, Clan Chief."

Soon.

The suspension bridge connecting the trench and the Bramblenet area was lowered, and a bloody figure was thrown out of the territory by the ratmen.

Although she lost everything, she was free.

The drama came to an end, and the unbearable Gnoll could no longer stay where he was, allowing Ickert to humiliate and tease him.

"Go to his patience! Go to his great shaman!"

"It doesn't matter what the casualties are or not, today I just want to wash my long knife with human blood!"

"For the Horde! Do these damn humans and rats!"

"Hey! For the Horde!"

A group of jackals raised their swords and spears angrily, and the camp that was orderly just now suddenly became chaotic!
Without any battle plan, and without any formation and coordination at all, the warriors just picked up the weapons that were handy around them and launched a charge.

Many women and teenagers even joined in.

"It's messed up! It's messed up!

It's over!It's all over! "

Man Shi rushed into Samir's tent.

"Great Shaman! You must stop them!"

Man Shi shouted loudly, but what responded to him was an inexplicable sentence from the great shaman:
"I'm in no hurry!"

"What?"

Man Shi was stunned, it's this time, why did the great shaman say such things?

"Great shaman! Think of a way! Everyone is enraged, and now they are rushing towards the opposite side like crazy!"

"What? The whole tribe charged?"

Samir said in surprise, for some reason, Man Shi always felt a little happy when he said this.

What the great shaman said next really made Man Shi feel incredible.

"Since we're all charging, let's go too! I don't want to put up with that damned bastard for a long time!"

Samir said and threw a spear at Manshi.

"Just use this first, let's go!"

Samir walked out of the tent, raised his arms and shouted:
"For the Horde! Come with me!"

(End of this chapter)