From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 263, The Power of Killing

The nobles who rushed out of the city encountered some special ratmen.

A silent guard appeared before them, with a black flag waving.

Obviously, there's going to be some trouble, or some big trouble.

In the chaotic city, a group of people gathered together, with a limping knight as the vanguard. They held all kinds of things in their hands and began to rush out of the city behind the knight without saying a word.

The rats are hunting those who are fleeing, or rather, the rat war is hunting those who are fleeing. It is a little hard to accept that the duck in the mouth just sheds some feathers.

Now is a good time, a great time.

A horrific explosion occurred outside the city, rising up in the dark tide of ratmen. The group of mages still had something they hadn't used yet, so they kept it in reserve.

But in comparison, Shu Zhan also had a trick up his sleeve, a lot of tricks up his sleeve, and the scarlet shadow was stretched out in the crowd.

A huge rock puppet rose from the ground, and a knight with a shining body rose into the sky. The two sides fought each other. These guys wanted to force Rat Zhan to retreat. They did not intend to fight this crazy guy in the endless dark tide.

Shu Zhan personally stepped onto the battlefield, carrying the flag on his back and holding the scarlet spear in his hand. With a crazy laugh, he climbed onto the huge rock puppet, dodging the attacks deftly and climbing upwards, his target being the group of mages gathered at the top of the rock puppet.

They are the core of this rock golem.

All kinds of magic fell, but they were all shattered by the shaking of the flag on Shu Zhan's back. The knight in the sky swooped down, but the sharp sword was easily blocked.

The ferocious knights came running from afar and collided with the magic knights.

These magic knights are equally powerful, but they do not perform as well as the Vatican Knights when facing the charge of the Brutal Knights. It is not surprising, as these guys are better at being commanders, and are not so good at facing such brutal fights as a group.

The Ratman Overwatch Team is pressing forward. This group of solemn guys don't know much, so they raise their spears high and start pressing forward.

There was even a team that was faster than the Ratman Supervisory Team, a group of more elite Ratman Supervisory Team. Indeed, the Rat War's personal guards were just some more elite Supervisory Teams, of the same lineage, and they knew nothing.

Just move forward, just press forward, that's all.

Gradually, the noble guards were overwhelmed. These guys were nothing like the ratmen warriors who made up the vast black tide of rats. The contrast was extreme.

Just the pressure of the spears, the cold spears, made it difficult for them to cope with, and they gradually became overwhelmed.

In the eyes of these ratman supervisors, these noble guards of the Dark-Eyed people, these humans, heretics, enemies, they are not much different from those ratman warriors.

In other words, there was no big difference for them between killing the humans in front of them and pushing the rats forward.

The rats would be afraid, scared and retreat when facing them, but these humans would grit their teeth, arrive and then be killed by them.

Now is a good opportunity.

The poor guy struggled to move forward along the open city gate, but it was not easy as there were still grudges that had not been resolved.

The dark ratman came over and stood in front of the pitchfork knight, with a dangerous look flashing in his eyes.

Looking at the Pitchfork Knight not far away.

The situation is now in chaos. The poor guys gathered in groups and moved forward with great difficulty. Their performance was not bad. At least they were qualified to hold their weapons tightly. These humble humans, residents of the slums.

But facing the endless number of ratmen in front of him, there were still too many of them.

They kept dying and were dragged into the rat tide.

The Pitchfork Knight once again stayed at the end of the team, and once again tightly gripped the pitchfork in his hand, making way for the swarming ratmen. This time, he no longer did it to consolidate his authority, nor did he want to prove anything.

The dark ratman just wanted to kill the Pitchfork Knight himself.

He held a brand new sword, a more beautiful and more luxurious sword, while the Pitchfork Knight still only had a pitchfork in his hand.

The situation was completely different from the last time. The black ratman rushed over with the greatsword raised high. The hayfork knight was still on the defense. Through repeated collisions, he blocked all the attacks of the black ratman.

The two sides fought amidst the dark tide of rats.

The development of the situation was no different from last time. The pitchfork knight had his pitchfork cut off again. He retreated in embarrassment, gasping for breath. The dark ratman opposite did not hide the malice in his eyes, and his gaze fell on every part of the pitchfork knight.

He raised the sword in his hand high, strode forward, charged, and struck down heavily.

Unexpectedly, the Pitchfork Knight made an unexpected move. He used his left arm to block the sword, and a bloody arm flew out.

But in exchange.

The broken pitchfork in his hand was also thrust into the chest of the dark ratman. The dark ratman's scarlet eyes were obviously stunned for a moment, as if he had not expected such a scene to happen.

He fell to the ground. This guy was too arrogant. I don’t know if it was a bad habit he learned from Shu Zhan. In short, such arrogance made him pay a price, a heavy price.

The Pitchfork Knight was gasping for breath on the battlefield, and the surrounding ratmen started an uproar after a brief silence.

In the distance, there was a commotion, which was gradually approaching.

Shu Zhan easily killed these mages and the knights hanging in the sky. Although this guy was also illiterate, as the killing continued, he mastered a different power.

The killing power and the scarlet light that spontaneously appeared on his body were the blessings given by Du Yuan, a blessing shared by all ratmen, but today, right now, Shu Zhan was the first to begin to come into contact with such power.

The blessing bestowed by Du Yuan was very plain and simple in effect. Or perhaps it was because it was broken down by Du Yuan into too many pieces, and there was no such magical and magnificent power descending.

Rat Zhan's strength has become stronger, his physique has become stronger, and his speed has also become stronger. In short, Rat Zhan has become stronger, and this increase in strength will continue to increase as the killing continues.

This is Du Yuan's gift, which is not generous, even a little stingy. This gift is broken up too fragmented and exists in the body of every ratman, which is not fair to Rat Zhan.

Such a stingy gift brought about extremely difficult activation. All the killing power created by the rat people during this period was filled in, but it was still not enough. It was not until the fall of the magnificent city today that this blessing was barely able to be manifested. As for why it was unfair to the rat war.

You can understand that this blessing of killing is slowly starting up based on the killing power created by the rats, and during this period of time, most of the killing behaviors of the rats are directed at Rat Wars. The killing power created by these killing behaviors should have been the reward for Rat Wars, but most of it was robbed and fell on the improvement and activation of all the rats' killing blessing subjects.

However, Shu Zhan was unaware of all this. He was very excited now, and he felt that he was stronger than before.

Above the sky, Du Yuan crushed the God of Stargazing in his hand. The fragments of the law of power that diffused out gathered in front of Du Yuan and condensed into a dazzling purple crystal, which was held in Du Yuan's hand.

At this moment, Du Yuan was finally able to set his sights on the other human demigods in front of him.

Even gods would feel uneasy when faced with the prospect of extinction.

What's more, these guys are not gods yet, but demigods who are still one step away from becoming gods.

It's not that they didn't do anything, but most of their attempts were suppressed by the scarlet realm. This was the power bestowed by the combat priesthood. Du Yuan threw himself into such a brutal fight to the death, in exchange for the fact that these guys were unable to break free.

The scarlet and cold eyes fell on the many demigods in front of him, and he also saw their actions.

A dazzling divine artifact shattered in front of Du Yuan. The dazzling light even caused the scarlet light covering the sky to shake for a moment.

If no demigod escaped, the advantage brought by taking one more step forward would be so obvious. Du Yuan was closer to gods than they were, and the advantage this brought was unparalleled, which was reflected in strength.

Although there is no essential difference yet.

If a true god is considered an adult, then these demigods are young children, and Du Yun is already considered a teenager.

However, because there is no essential gap, these guys can still shake the domain that Du Yuan has expanded with the laws.

At this moment, these human gods briefly made contact with the outside world.

Regardless of everything, a huge amount of power was thrown into the mortal world and into the dim statue. The priests who had lost their power because of the dimming of the god all regained their power at this moment. At the same time, in the rays of light that fell.

There are many churches of gods located all over the continent, with various doctrines and existing in various forms. Those still devout believers are able to listen to the will of God once again.

At this moment, all the human gods gave almost unified revelations.

At all costs, defeat the invaders and the heretics who worship the terrifying evil gods.

In such a severe divine revelation, a war between gods is about to begin. Originally, the rats should be able to take advantage of this chaotic situation, and sweep across large areas while no one is able to react, or in the mutual fighting among those short-sighted warlords, until everyone is forced to face them and draw their swords against them.

But at this moment this possibility has been shattered. The major churches of gods have regained their strength and been enlightened at this moment, and they will also work hard for this matter.

The battle among gods has already begun, and now these mortals will have to follow in full force.

Not only that, in order to deal with Du Yuan, or perhaps the fear brought by Du Yuan was too great, an equal pantheon was born. These human gods signed an almost harsh covenant and became a brand new pantheon, an equal pantheon.

The gods in the pantheon, in witness of the covenant, will accept the faith of the fallen god without reservation.

To put it simply, this group of gods made an agreement with each other that even if only one of them was left after everyone died, as long as he survived, he would be responsible for picking up the faith of the fallen gods in other covenants and protecting them until they return from the prayers of their believers.

This is undoubtedly an approach aimed at Du Yuan.

Obviously, they were not willing to be killed one by one by Du Yuan, which was not surprising.

There is just one problem. This life-and-death battle is still going on. Everything will eventually come down to one point if you want to break free.

Only by killing Du Yuan can these guys end this deadly fight, but the problem now is that they can't kill Du Yuan.

Although Du Yuan would not kill them.

Both parties anchor each other at this moment.

The human gods also threw the chips to the mortals, although they did not make such a decision voluntarily.

But now the situation is clear. The fate of all the gods above the sky depends on the two parties in this small world, on the struggle between humans and ratmen, and on the victory or defeat between the two empires.

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Outside the City of Storms, the Pitchfork Knight covered his bleeding arm and stood blankly on the messy battlefield. The bloody smell around him became stronger and stronger. The group of poor people led out by the Pitchfork Knight were being slaughtered wantonly.

In the distance, a chaotic sound of horse hooves was heard.

A team of embarrassed knights broke through the surging gray-black tide and appeared not far from the Pitchfork Knight. The two sides made eye contact, but the Knights of the Vatican did not come to rescue the Pitchfork Knight.

Instead, they ran away madly. The condition of the Pitchfork Knight was very bad, and these Vatican Knights were also in such a hurry and a little panicked.

But it doesn’t matter. The direction these Vatican knights left was also the direction those people left.

Yes, those people, the Pitchfork Knight did not think that the residents in the slums were lowly and sinful. After all, he was just a farmer not long ago, and it seemed that he was still a farmer now.

He didn't feel that by putting on this old armor, he had really turned into a high and mighty knight.

If these Vatican knights were willing to help, those people would be saved.

Although he thought so, his current situation was not good at all.

The ratmen around him were becoming restless after smelling the diffuse smell of blood and seeing his miserable appearance. He was ready to fight again. He did not touch the broken pitchfork, but instead grabbed the big sword left by the black ratman.

But suddenly, the commotion of the surrounding ratmen subsided, and the faces of these guys became more complicated, with excitement, fear, awe, admiration, and various emotions in such complex expressions, because of the arrival of a black flag.

A pitch-black flag caught the eyes of the Pitchfork Knight.

(End of this chapter)