From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 254: Blue Eyes

But will things really be that easy?

The galloping knights of the Church cut through the dark tide of ratmen, and the accompanying mages climbed to the top of the fortress. The earth began to change again under the manipulation of magic.

The fortress was gradually rising, and the ratmen's offensive was forced to slow down, but the Vatican knights' charge did not stop. A brilliant purple light appeared on the leading knight and spread to all the Vatican knights, as if tying these galloping knights together and gathering the power of all the knights into a whole.

It was like a hot knife cutting through butter, briefly cutting through the tide of dark ratmen gathering in front of them.

It is indeed an elite team.

The flag of Rat War appeared on the battlefield. This guy was really impatient, and a team covered in black armor also appeared along with the flag of Rat War.

The silent and brutal knights began to step onto the battlefield.

The Vatican Knights' charge continued, but when faced with the endless number of ratmen in front of them, their charge began to slow down.

He trampled on the ratmen that blocked the road, but there were still endless ratmen in front of him.

Pause, the charge gradually slowed down until it came to a complete stop. In this endless tide of ratmen, the leading knight looked back and saw only gray and black. Countless ratmen warriors poured in from the darkness, filling up the area that was briefly illuminated by the illumination magic.

The ratmen warriors bared their teeth and brandished their spears. The bluff on their faces was clearly visible when facing the Vatican knights who looked not to be trifled with. However, in sharp contrast to the bluff born out of fear was the greed in their eyes.

The swinging blade could easily kill these weak guys. The leading knight drew his sight away from the dark tide and set his eyes on another pair of opponents not far away who were obviously more dangerous.

The Brutal Knights are coming.

Running in silence carries a different kind of momentum, and is very intuitively powerful, making it more dangerous than the weak, screaming guys around him.

The leading knight raised the star-stained sword in his hand, and the purple light began to gather again.

The knights of the Vatican made preparations, ignoring the surging ratmen warriors around them. They lowered their swords and started the stagnant charge again, heading towards the ferocious knights who were running wildly not far away.

The two sides collided with each other, and amid the harsh sound, the ferocious knights were at a disadvantage, and were knocked flying one by one.

Compared to these knights who are surrounded by brilliant magical light, the brutal knights are too plain.

But they are not afraid.

Soon, a sharp neigh was heard on the field. It was the neigh of the ferocious knight before his death, sharp, piercing and angry.

Coming from a ferocious knight pierced by a long sword, these Vatican knights do have more exquisite skills, and can even accurately find the weak points in the ferocious knight's armor in fierce battles.

The blessing of the purple light gave them even greater strength and speed, but the Vatican knight who swung the sword obviously did not expect that the enemy in front of him would be so fearless.

The ferocious knight who was pierced through the body held the long sword tightly on his body, and with a sharp and piercing scream, he wanted to pull the Vatican knight in front of him to fall to the ground together.

He subconsciously let go of his hand, and the ferocious knight in front of him fell to the ground with his sword, unwilling to give up. Even while falling, he still stretched out his arms, wanting to pull, wanting to hold him tightly.

After a brief daze, he was awakened by the harsh friction sound caused by the collision of weapons. The Vatican Knight drew out his spare sword. In front of him, the silent and ferocious knights followed one after another, and they were more serious about the enemies in front of them.

The Brutal Knights and the Vatican Knights became entangled with each other.

At the same time, the endless tide of ratmen did not stop their surge. They passed the knights of both sides who were entangled in brutal fighting with each other, connected with the team that was cut off by the knights of the Holy See, and rushed towards the rising fortress again frantically.

During the mad charge, the accompanying mages had to focus their attention again on attacking the incoming ratmen, and the rise of the simple fortress came to a halt.

The climbing ratmen fell from the outer wall of the fortress one by one, but more ratmen immediately joined in. When this scene no longer affected the tall city walls but fell on this simple fortress, the madness was vividly reflected.

The gray-black ratmen stacked on top of each other, intertwined with each other, and surged to occupy every inch of space within sight.

The guards on the city wall had a little more fear in their eyes, facing this crazy scene, until the magic knights stationed on the city wall began to shout loudly, they came back to their senses. The magic knights were not unfamiliar with this scene, and they also had complicated emotions, but they were not like the ordinary guards who were unable to extricate themselves from this situation, and hatred was brewing in their eyes.

A similar scene also occurred when the ratmen flooded their castles and manors and drove them out of their own territories. If there was anyone in the city who absolutely supported the war against the ratmen and the outward attack, it must be these magic knights.

There was nothing else. Their territories, their castles and villages were all abandoned in the darkness, invaded and taken away by these ugly and hateful rat-men.

The heavy city gate was opened again, and another team stepped out of the city. The city guards holding large shields struggled to resist the attack of the ratmen, and the magic knights served as the maintainers of the front line.

It would not be an easy task to prepare to step out of the city and struggle in the dark tide without city walls, but unfortunately, when the war came, they had no choice at all.

Many city guards dropped their weapons and tried to flee the moment they stepped out of the city gate, screaming in fear. However, before they could take a few steps, the heavy sword would fall down without mercy.

The cowards were beheaded in front of the city gate, and his cold gaze fell on every city guard in front of him.

No one wanted to attack more than these knights who had lost their territory.

What was once a popular position instantly became a death warrant. If possible, many city guards wanted to give up their positions at this time.

But unfortunately, it is not up to them. How can an ordinary, sloppy, unqualified soldier become a qualified weapon in a brutal war or two brutal wars? This applies to both ratmen and humans.

Those who survive are qualified, and those who survive are able to become qualified fighters.

Under the sharp gaze of the magic knight, the city guards gritted their teeth, raised their large shields, and began to advance out of the city. The ratmen arrived, and because more forces were invested in that particularly conspicuous fortress, there were not many ratmen attacking this team at the beginning.

Even if there are a few sparse ratmen wandering into this area, they are obviously not a big problem.

Until a dazzling light appeared, and one city guard after another opened his eyes. Flames began to gather in the bright and dazzling light, igniting the ratman warrior who was rushing towards him.

Innately, the ratmen warriors are indeed far behind the Ghost-Eyed People, but that doesn't mean they don't yearn for magic, especially the eye that contains magic.

When they first invaded this area, the vertical pupils on the foreheads of all the Ghost-Eyed people were of the same price, but this was obviously not reasonable. The vertical pupils on the foreheads of those Ghost-Eyed people who had opened their eyes and begun to awaken their bloodlines were obviously more precious. After all, the evil wizards among the Ghost-Eyed people had always been in the habit of using these eyes as materials.

This was soon discovered by the ratmen priests. After embedding an eye on the wooden staff in their hands, the process of mobilizing the elements became much smoother.

The rat priests were ecstatic about this discovery, and wanted to repeat the operation on the grassland with the wolf-orc fur, bypassing the Rat War and purchasing the special blue eyes produced by the Ghost-Eyed People.

But this time, Shu Zhan also learned his lesson. He greatly increased the merits that could be exchanged for the blue eyes to an extremely high level. He held this newly discovered specialty tightly in his hands and even wanted to kick out these rat caravans.

The lesson he learned from the wolf-orc's skin last time is still fresh in Shu Zhan's memory.

This time he wanted to have the meal all to himself, but it was not so easy. During this period of time, Shuzhan was having frantic negotiations with the rat caravans and the rat lords behind them.

Rat War had the upper hand, and during this period, several Big Claw Priests representing the caravans had been hanged by him.

The negotiations between the two sides are still continuing fiercely.

However, the tug-of-war between the rats and the rat caravans had little impact on ordinary rat warriors. They only knew one thing, that the blue eyes on the foreheads of those heretics were ridiculously expensive and could really make the rats' hearts beat wildly.

In the battle in front of the city gate, a lucky man opened his eyes amid the siege of the ratmen. The fear on his face had not yet dissipated. It was not until he realized what was happening that an indescribable joy appeared on his face.

Opening his eyes meant that his fate had changed, but he ignored the situation in front of him.

On this battlefield, or to be more precise, in front of this group of ratmen, showing off one's treasure, those clear blue eyes, is not a good thing.

One pair of eyes after another fell on this lucky guy. After a brief pause, rustling noises were heard. Finally, these noises were finally noticed by the lucky guy. Facing those prying eyes, goose bumps unconsciously climbed up his body.

These deep blue eyes are indeed precious things, and everyone likes them very much.

(End of this chapter)