From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 243: When the Demonic Tide Rises

The increasingly dense elements in the world are felt by all beings that use magic.

The surging elements soon caused extremely significant changes to this small world. Some people with a natural affinity for magic began to appear among the offspring of the wild beasts. They would probably become the first generation of magical beasts when they grew up.

There is no complete reproductive isolation between them and their relatives.

This means that their offspring will most likely inherit their innate affinity for the elements. Two situations may occur in the chaotic reproduction. After several generations of inheritance, the elemental affinity will become stable, and a new monster will be born in this world. Alternatively, the elemental affinity talent will become a recessive trait and begin to flow in the blood of this ethnic group.

The former represents a stable population of magical beasts, while the latter represents ferocious beasts that may appear at any time, neither of which is a good situation.

This is just the impact of this surging element on animals. The impact on various races is even greater.

First and foremost, it became easier to cast magic, and its power became stronger. Even a simple fireball spell had its power doubled with the blessing of the surging elemental force.

Whether it is awakened bloodlines, mages, wizards, or priests, all groups that can use elements have gained great enhancements.

This is both good news and bad news for the rat people.

Fortunately, there are a lot of rat priests, so at least the rats have benefited from this wave of dividends.

The bad thing is that their opponents will also benefit from this wave of dividends, and may even gain more than them.

Compared to the Ghost-Eyed people who have special bloodlines, natural affinity for elements and also have professionals with great spells, the benefits received by the rat people do not seem to be so obvious.

The center of the corrupt human empire, a majestic city located in the center of the continent.

The human empire decayed over the years and was on the verge of collapse.

However, this critical situation did not affect the prosperity of this city as the center of the empire.

The human empire has magic academies of all sizes. This is a great feat for a human monarch, and it is also a panacea that has allowed the corrupt empire to survive to this day.

These magical academies regularly recruit students from across the human empire.

This is a stable path to rise, which greatly eases the increasingly acute contradictions in this decadent empire. It can be said that this human empire can drag its decaying body to face the erosion of time, and most of the credit goes to these large and small magic academies.

In the past, before the establishment of the magic academy, there were always some geniuses who could open their magic eyes among the countless humble civilians, but after the exciting pioneering years, these geniuses gradually became a burden.

The empire naturally stands on the side of the nobles. After all, this country is made up of nobles of all sizes.

These nobles, big and small, will not give up their interests to the geniuses among the common people.

This is where the contradiction arises.

These geniuses among the common people were unable to cope with this huge aristocratic class, but it was obvious that after opening their magic eyes, it was unlikely for them to go back to being ordinary commoners.

For the sake of resources and to cope with the exclusion of the nobles, some secret societies began to appear in the dark corners of the human empire.

Over a very long period of time, in the gradual development, these secret societies became a source of danger in the human empire. There were only a few resources on this continent, and if you wanted to take more, you could only let others take less.

They stirred up unrest, plundered resources, used forbidden magic, and conducted wanton magic experiments without any bottom line. And the most crucial thing was that the magic societies that had accumulated enough power began to challenge the status of the nobles.

One by one, the nobles began to crack down on these magic societies, but the effect was not good.

Magical societies hidden in the dark are not so easy to find, and more attacks often fall on wandering wizards who do not participate in the disputes.

It resulted in a disastrous outcome.

These free mages were originally dissatisfied with the nobles, but they did not go to extremes. However, they are now affected, and in order to protect themselves, they begin to turn to secret societies.

This dispute has completely gotten out of control.

At its peak, it only took a few false accusations to have an ordinary person tied to the stake and executed.

A crazy, widespread witch hunt.

However, the nobles did not get the results they wanted. The more they attacked these secret societies, the stronger they became.

They didn't understand one thing.

These natural born wizards cannot be eliminated because it is a normal blood awakening. Most nobles will also pass on their magical powers, which cannot be suppressed.

Or, to put it bluntly, it's just pure fear.

Most of the nobles inherited magical powers, and they were essentially not much different from the wild mages they suppressed.

It’s just that there is no difference which is the biggest problem.

The violent unrest lasted for two hundred years. At the most dangerous time, the coalition formed by many magic societies even completely destroyed half of the vast kingdom.

Fortunately, the king of the empire at that time was brave enough to kill the most powerful mad wizard with extremely strong force in the battle. Moreover, this king was not only brave, but also far-sighted and wise enough.

He knew that simply defeating these magic societies would not change anything. As long as the sharp contradictions still existed, these guys would come back sooner or later. With the power of killing the crazy wizard, he began to promote reforms in this corrupt kingdom.

Since then, many magic academies have been born.

The predecessors of these magic academies were secret societies that were incorporated into the empire. The final result of that war was that the heroic king, despite the great victory, chose to compromise with these secret societies.

Each magic academy provides a complete set of wizard ranks, granting any wizard who graduates from the academy a distinguished status. This set of ranks is also recognized by all nobles.

It provides room for growth, but also places restrictions.

Rank cannot be hereditary.

The nobles also only recognized mages with a certain rank.

From then on, the relationship between the nobles and civilian mages changed from fierce competition at the beginning to the nobles accepting academy mages with magical ranks, cleverly shifting the conflict to competition between academy mages and civilian mages who were not qualified to enter the magic academy.

Even though there is no obvious difference between the three, the nobles of the Ghost Eye Human Empire are actually just a group of guys who use spells. It's just that their ancestors came much earlier than the academy mages and civilian mages.

In this way, the human empire regained vitality and entered a period of stability.

Although the magic academy was just something created by the human king to ease conflicts, it also actually promoted the magical skills of the Ghost Eye people.

Driven by magic academies one after another, the mages of the Ghost Eye people began to move towards professionalism and daily life.

This small world limits the upper limit of the Youyan human mages and also allows them to start horizontal expansion. If they continue on this trend and are given enough time, perhaps they will be able to slowly build up a magical civilization.

It’s a pity that just when they entered the fast lane of civilization, the gods descended, and the darkness and chaos followed.

The huge empire was on the verge of collapse. In such an environment, the original professional and daily use of magic was abandoned, and it began to rush towards war. The civilization of the Ghost Eye people began to turn around.

This majestic city, the capital of the Dark Eye Human Empire, is called the Sun by them. It is the most prosperous place on this continent, and an equally dazzling academy also falls in it.

The Empire's first school of magical elements.

The mages in the academy were keenly aware of the rising concentration of elements in the world. After their initial surprise and excitement, they quickly came up with a novel and appropriate definition for the abnormally rising concentration of elements in this world.

Demonic tide.

The tide of magic began to surge.

The surging magic power has a definition.

It was at this time that the definition and the increase in element concentration were officially confirmed and widely publicized.

A crisis is about to begin.

Even though the lightless darkness without a trace of light was pierced by the turbid magic river, the light brought by the magic river was too weak.

The whole world is still shrouded in darkness.

That's the problem, darkness itself is a problem, a huge problem.

Too many things depend on that scorching light to survive.

When darkness falls, those things that cannot stay away from the light are the first to be hit.

The plants suffered badly. They are the most basic structure of this world, a world that can provide living things with a living being, but they are dying in this darkness. They need light, that scorching light. They become tall and their stems and leaves grow towards the sky, growing regardless of anything, in order to get closer to the sky, and also to get closer to the sun that was originally hanging high in the sky.

But the long dark night did not end, and it had only just begun, so such an action was useless.

After the lightless darkness, all the creatures in this world were discovered with surprise.

Whether it is the sturdy and tall trees or the short grass crawling on the ground, all the plants have grown fresh leaves and sprouted new branches. These branches climbing towards the sky can even be directly stuffed into the mouth as food.

And they are still emerging in an endless stream.

Suddenly, it seemed as if food was no longer scarce, like a godsend.

All races and creatures have benefited, but strictly speaking, such abnormal phenomena are not a gift from heaven at all, but more like a cry of sorrow.

They can't talk, they still haven't touched the sun, and they are dying.

In the rolling hills, the golden oak tree that had been dead and dropping golden leaves began to shine. It was indeed a sacred oak tree. Even though it was dead, its empty body still instinctively responded to this disaster that was ignored.

A bright golden light lit up the crowns of the oak trees, as if trying to make a bright sun rise again in the area.

The tall trees spread their tender and soft branches upward in disorder, doubling their height in a very short time. However, those soft branches simply could not bear the heavy weight. They twisted and intertwined with each other, evolving into a mess of stacked disorder. Distortion, vitality, struggle, all these elements are reflected in this mess of stacked disorder, and are also played out on all the plants in this small world.

However, the tall trees make these elements more vivid. Even if the short and fragile weeds crawling on the ground struggle, they just turn into clumps of grass and are inconspicuous.

The dead golden oak tree wanted to become the sun.

The withered and bare branches began to burn, trying to burst into dazzling golden light, as if to save everything.

The wailing of the plants will eventually turn into a catastrophe that will sweep across the entire small world.

But the rats don't understand or care about its intentions.

At the moment when the golden oak tree burst out with dazzling golden light, the rats living in this area noticed this unusual scene, and the center of the area where the light burst out was found by the rats.

The dead golden oak tree was not strong enough to truly transform into a sun. Even if the dry tree was burned, the corpse of the giant tree that reached into the sky could only illuminate this small area of ​​hills.

Although the rats had prevented the burning from starting.

The huge machine was lifted up to the treetops and landed in the center of the canopy, which was gradually becoming hotter and brighter. Even the living golden oak tree could not change anything, not to mention that it was dead now.

The rough bark was cut open by these huge instruments, and the bright and hot core of the tree was roughly dug out and taken out.

It was handed over to a big-clawed priest with a curious expression on his face.

This piece of tree heart will probably eventually become the material for the scepter in the hands of a ratman priest, a special scepter material that is worth a lot of blood mushrooms.

The burning sun went out.

The sun was not raised.

In the dimming and darkness of the light pooling in the crowns of golden oaks.

When the wailing of the plants reached its climax, a carnival occurred. Overnight, no matter whether it was a big tree or a weed, they all bloomed with flowers.

The bright flowers swayed in the darkness, beautiful and mottled, but no one could see them.

The dark world is no longer suitable for survival. The mindless plants seem to have made a judgment, and as if they had an agreement, they burst out their last strength at the same time.

Flowers, fruits, seeds.

Seeds fall to the ground one by one. This is the last struggle of the plants. They throw out their seeds together, waiting to germinate when the sun rises again one day.

With these fruits and flowers comes unparalleled abundance into this world.

But this abundance is also short-lived. When these fruits rot, the flowers die, and the seeds fall to the ground, these tall trees and humble grasses will also die together, and the world will return to true desolation.

Not all plants have suffered the same blow.

For example, the vast grassland that occupies most of the subcontinent, the grassland that is half dyed red, seems to have no fluctuations due to the coming of darkness.

This is not very unexpected. After all, whether those scarlet grasses can be considered a normal environment is still a question mark.

However, these scarlet grasses alone cannot support a complex ecological environment. These scarlet grasses cannot even support the goblins running on them.

The plants, which could no longer survive in the darkness, gave a warning to everything in the world and also gave their last gift, that moment of abundance.

The real dark ages are about to come.

I hope that all races immersed in the surging tide of magic, including ratmen and humans, can be prepared to face the impending horrific disaster.

(End of this chapter)