From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 212: Ratmen and the Sea
Outpost.

As one of the only two cities in the Desolate Mountains, the outpost has been silent for a long time. The small temple standing in this city has also fallen into silence along with the outpost. There are many reasons for this, but the most critical one should be the departure of the enemy.

Lizardmen and Boarmen were swept into the dustbin of history, and the new generation of ratmen were somewhat unfamiliar with the names of these two races.

The war is getting further and further away from the Desolate Mountains, so it is not surprising that the outpost as the gateway to the Desolate Mountains is coming to an end.

But this small temple standing in the outpost still carries a ray of glory.

The only saint of the rat people left everything he had here, but the statue that was not lit was not taken seriously by anyone, and even those who coveted it would not pay attention to it.

To some extent, the ratmen are extremely pragmatic and are not moved by the dusty stories on things. This huge statue of the ratman was forgotten in the corner of the small temple and fell into desolation along with the small temple. Instead, the remains of the dead saint were solemnly placed in the sacred temple of the underground rat city, receiving worship from one ratman after another.

The long claws set their sights on another item displayed in the small temple.

Several furtive figures appeared around the small temple, groping and carefully stepping into this deserted temple. You can still get a glimpse of the wealth of the slave-hunting priests from the intricate patterns engraved on this small temple.

The blood pool had long dried up, and no sacrificial ceremony had taken place in this temple for a long time, which represented a long period of desolation.

But the strange thing is that there is not a speck of dust in this temple.

The dim and turbid light illuminated this small hall.

It comes from a statue displayed in the center of the hall, a ratman statue made of turbid crystals. If you look closely, you can see a bright red color in those spliced ​​turbid crystals, a red color that is still surging.

The sneaky figures found their target and surrounded the statue. The turbid light made it clear what these guys looked like.

They were a group of tall and slender figures with pointed ears. Such features seemed to be only seen on the half-elves who had been in a long confrontation with Sheng Qi.

If we compare these guys with the pretty half-elves, it would be too much of an insult to the half-elves who have elven blood.

This is a group of ratmen, a group of furless ratmen with naked pink skin, whose bodies seem to be stretched by something.

It was forcibly presented to be tall and slender, with thin ears like a half-elf. How to describe it? It was like a ratman was forcibly stretched and taller, and turned into a half-elf, but in essence it was still a ratman, which was indescribably weird and incongruous.

Such a transformation is not without any use. This group of ratmen seem to have inherited some talents of half-elves and are performing this series of actions silently.

Everything went smoothly. They carefully lifted up the muddy ratman statue and began to evacuate.

These guys are of course Long Claw's creations, or rather, in the current ratman kingdom, only Long Claw can create such deformed guys.

The small temple was indeed a very suitable target, not only because it had become deserted, but also because there were no temple guards stationed in this small hall.

When the white rat left, Guojue started his own plan. What a crazy guy he was.

There was just one problem. Long Claws seemed to have accumulated too much frustration from the long-term accumulation of frustrations. The surging flames of desire seemed to have made him lose the ability to think normally.

If there was no reason, how could the temple guards abandon this hall where holy relics were enshrined, even though there was a statue on display that they considered quite heretical, and even though the holy relics on display here did not seem to be favored by the white rats.

But no matter what, the small temple is also a temple dedicated to the great gods, a sacred temple that displays holy relics. How could it be a place that can be forgotten?

There is only one reason that can make this group of paranoid guys give up their plan to station in the small temple. Another group of guys has occupied this place, and they are not a weak group of guys. The temple guards are deliberately avoiding this group of guys.

Pairs of scarlet eyes suddenly appeared in the darkness, staring at the twisted creature that was gradually moving away.

Even if it hides in the deep abyss, how can the long claws escape the gaze of the guy who is high above and overlooking the entire barren mountain range?

The white rat has always been paying attention to the progress and development of all matters big and small in the rat kingdom, including the movements of the long claws.

Long Claws had indeed chosen a good time, because the blasphemy had caused the White Rat to become a little more panicked than before, and during this time it left the desolate mountains where it had been for a long time.

However, as a qualified blade, these rat-man assassins would never go too far.

It was truly a miracle that he succeeded.

However, all this was not done in secret, and he was too arrogant, committing one of the most serious and untouchable mistakes in the Ratman Kingdom.

Long claws will definitely come at a price.

The white rat is so pitiful. It encounters such incidents one after another when it wants peace the most.

In the dark secret room, a terrifying and gloomy expression echoed on the white rat's face. The sharp and piercing friction sound echoed in the deep darkness, but the white rat turned a deaf ear to it.

A deep mark appeared on the stone table. Unknowingly, the white rat left a deep mark on the table with its nails.

Blood drips.

Suddenly, he showed a ferocious smile. "Dream? Transformation? I will make you recognize yourself, humble fellow."

His expression was no longer so gloomy and terrifying, and when he said this, he even grinned.

But the danger of the white rat reached its peak at this moment.

Long Claws certainly has value, and this matter is far from being blasphemous. Perhaps it is not a big deal. After all, the holy object displayed in the small temple, the statue made by Teacher Shengqi, is far less valuable than the craftsman's heart that was studied by Long Claws.

The only victim might be Sheng Qi, whose teacher was stolen. However, even if Sheng Qi knew about this, he probably wouldn't care. This guy has never clearly understood how important the favor of God is in the Ratman Kingdom.

Long Claws chose a good target. Among those holy objects, he picked out the most insignificant one.

But he should never, ever, really offend an elderly and devout believer. Bai Shu just wanted to die with glory. Bai Shu wanted to give God more.

Longclaw should wait, and he has time to wait, but it is obvious that he can't wait any longer, and he is going crazy.

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The hilly west.

A huge army was advancing, but the leader was in trouble.

Staring blankly at the endless blue in front of me.

The rolling hills are already the edge of this subcontinent. As they advance westward, the rat people will witness the vast ocean for the first time.

Sheng Qi was somewhat helpless about what to do with this vast river that seemed to have no end, but the Ratman Council gave him the order to advance westward.

Damn it, it would be great if there were no enemies on this vast river, so he could go home smoothly.

Just when he arrived in this area, he unfortunately encountered the indigenous people of this sea area.

A large group of fishmen.

I don't know if these guys were stupid or just reckless, but they launched an attack on the Western Expeditionary Force led by Sheng Qi without any regard for the consequences.

The result will naturally not be very good.

Well, now the enemy has appeared, but Sheng Qi is still afraid of this river that seems to have no end. He has never seen so much water before.

How to do this?

While building an altar to the gods with the bones of these dead fishmen, Sheng Qi was still thinking about this problem.

This will be a complicated problem, but it can only be solved by the hard-working Sheng Qi.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will become the first ratman general to set foot in the sea.

There is just one problem.

Why would the Rat People want to set foot in the sea?

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On the vast grassland.

That brief calm was about to be broken, as both sides had gathered enough strength.

In the city where the temple guards are stationed, huge war machines are densely packed, including huge and powerful catapults, huge and complex siege crossbows, and the war bell tower that appeared in the Rope Seven Army also appeared here. Yes, this war tower is also huge, a huge and pious war bell tower.

These things were so brand new that they were pushed onto the battlefield almost the moment they were produced.

The powerful industrial capacity of the ratmen has been thoroughly mobilized. These things are only a small part of the materials produced in the three industrial areas of Desolate Mountains, Slag City, and Furnace City during this period.

Also produced were a large number of weapons and armor.

The gift from God makes the rat people push all this forward fanatically, but of course, there is a price to pay.

The loss of slave rats during this period of time must have increased several times, maybe five times, maybe ten times. No ratman would keep statistics, so the more specific figures are unknown.

No longer stingy, even young ratmen were treated preferentially and were able to be issued metal armor, although this thing was really simple, two thin pieces of iron plates with holes at the top and tied together with a rope. After wearing it, the area that could be protected by the shaking iron plates was really limited.

Such armor is really simple and has very poor defense, but it is not without advantages. It is easy to produce and simple to assemble, which is sufficient for young ratmen.

(End of this chapter)