From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 286: The Possibility of Deformed Creations

Qi did not have too many goals for this journey, other than to hold a grand sacrifice. If he went deeper, it meant that he was unwilling to retreat in such a disgrace. If he went even deeper, it meant that he was still willing to do everything to continue climbing up.

Lying dormant, hiding one's body, and even climbing dangerous places to do so.

This journey was not easy. The march in the harsh environment made it impossible for the human army to track his whereabouts, but it also brought a lot of suffering to Qi.
But the flag finally arrived.

Arriving at the center of the province, he lurked in the mud of the dried-up riverbed, ignoring the stench of corruption surrounding him, his sights fixed on a dense patch of fire in the distance.

Lianyan City is not far away.

The flag has locked on the target. Even though he has been patient enough in the past few days and made every decision carefully, at this moment, when he is looking at Lian Yancheng not far in front of him and the dots of fire that are connected together, he is still a little eager to make a move.

Somewhat eager.

However, you still need to be patient for the time being. Many things still need to be observed, such as the enemy's deployment and number, the place where the sacrifices are gathered, and the route to be chosen when escaping. All of these require results.

Patience is also required.

But gradually I became restless and unbearable.

There was a trace of bloodshot in his eyes and his breathing became heavy. Not only Qi became anxious, but pairs of eyes, scarlet eyes, appeared on the dry riverbed.

We still need to be patient. We still need to be patient.

Compared to Shuzhan, Qi has a particularly outstanding advantage: he is more patient and better at endurance and observation.

Buried in the filth and muck, peering in the darkness.

………….

Bright Eyes: Outside the capital of the human empire, the city named the Sun, in an inconspicuous corner, on a piece of abandoned farmland.

A wizard in plain robes was busy in the fields.

It wasn't just one smart person in the Youyan people who noticed the impending crisis. In fact, hunger had already shown signs of coming, with one great noble after another turning their attention to war.

More and more food was requisitioned, accompanied by endless price increases from greedy merchants.

The wealthy residents of this huge city can certainly still withstand such fluctuations.

But not everyone is a part of this prosperous city from birth.

After using up the last bit of his mental energy, the magic lamp in his hand finally began to shine again. A trace of relief appeared on his face, but good luck did not seem to always be with him.

The light began to flicker and a burning smell appeared. This poor magic bulb had been repainted too many times and had been lit for too long. It was no longer able to bear the burden.

It used a small explosion as its farewell to the world, and also as a small revenge on the young wizard.

The disheveled young wizard's hair was puffy, his face was a little charred, and he kept coughing.

But that is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he has to spend money to buy another magic lamp.

He rubbed and poked the puffy curly hair on top of his head with some annoyance. He really didn't know why he was doing these things.

As a member of the Empire's first magic element academy, a temporary member, an auditor, well, although just an auditor, it can be said that the future is bright.

But damn it, what am I doing now? The magic tide has clearly arrived, and those old professors have begun to explore knowledge and magic with great joy, but what am I doing? Rolling in this mud, fiddling with these old magic lamps.

There is a banquet open to you today!
Not long ago, a generous baron sent invitation letters to all students of the magic academy, even auditors were not left out.

"Arthur! Arthur! What on earth do you think of giving up the banquet just to see these damned wheat sprout!"

It is said that nuns from the Church of Joy and Beauty will attend this banquet!

The more the young wizard thought about it, the angrier he became. He didn't know why he was tinkering with these things like a possessed man. Although Uncle John and Aunt Mary were indeed very pitiful, how could a small auditor wizard like him solve these problems?

He angrily threw the broken pieces of the magic lamp in his hand into the field in front of him, then sat down in the field in a huff, somewhat collapsed.

When you try to solve some problems, you will find that they are just that difficult, even more difficult than you thought.

For example, how to grow wheat in the dark.

What's more, Arthur is just a small auditor wizard.

But this problem is still here, still blocking our way.

Not long ago, Arthur received a letter from his hometown. The small town encountered difficult problems and he could not stand idly by, because he was able to come to this dazzling city of light and become an auditor wizard because of the funding from the town.

That day, even the most stingy one-legged Newt brought him a bag of flour.

He would never forget such a favor, but his life and study in the city were not going well. Even if he hurried back after receiving the letter, he could not help much. He could only take out the only two silver coins from his pocket.

At that moment, he didn't dare to look up.

The problems encountered in the town were not serious. Not long ago, a traveling merchant used sweet words to buy a batch of grain from the residents of the town. Then, a little later, the nobles in that area forcibly requisitioned another batch of grain.

The residents of the town no longer have any extra food, and in this endless darkness, the next round of planting seems so far away.

I thought about buying food, but the price of flour had increased several times earlier. The merchant was a liar. The price he offered was even much lower than the market price at the same time.

The townspeople were at a loss and thought of Arthur, the most promising child in the town.

It's a pity that Arthur couldn't do anything.

After the collapse, Arthur cheered up again. After a short rest, his spirit recovered a little and a lighting spell was summoned.

He wanted to pick up the broken wreckage of the magic lamp that he had just thrown away. Although the magic lamp was the lowest-end magic item, it had the word "magic" in it, so even if it was broken, he could at least get back some of the cost of the materials.

Groping in the light arts and the fields.

Found it, a broken base covered in mud was held in his hand.

However, at the same time as he found the way to hold the base, he seemed to have grasped something softer.

He thought of something and his movements became gentler. He dug through the mud and some slightly yellow tender shoots with just a hint of green appeared in his eyes.

Sometimes, it is really difficult to accomplish something, and it may even be much more difficult than you think. After making up your mind, you start to do it. You think you are climbing a small hill, but in fact it is a mountain that you can never climb to the top. But it is not always without reward.

………….

The ratmen's fierce counterattack seemed to be ending in vain.

Shu Zhan, who was forced into a corner, also became furious.

Indeed, it is a new era and the rat tide offensive does not seem to be that effective anymore, but the rat people still have a lot of black technology in their hands.

Various distorted creatures began to fill the battlefield on a large scale.

After the trials and tribulations of the Rat War, the Eastern Expeditionary Force is no longer the motley crowd that was rebuilt when it first stepped into the main continent.

It has reached a barely usable level, but the ratmen are inferior to the noble coalition in terms of weapons, which is a direct generation gap.

Well, that lightning cannon was still roaring on the battlefield, but just one was clearly not enough to change the situation.

Even though the quality of the Eastern Expeditionary Force has been improved, under the bombardment of chaotic artillery, even the death of these guys will not be much of a novelty. The effect of filling the trenches with these rat warriors will be no different from the effect of filling the trenches with a group of slave rats.

They were all instantly turned into a pool of chaotic elements by the disordered magic power.

However, there are things among the ratmen that can deal with the bombardment. Those distorted creations have excellent resistance to the erosion of elemental turbulence.

Take the giant rats for example. The rat knights could not escape death on the spot after being bombarded, but the giant rats they rode could often survive.

These distorted creations seem to have a special resistance to elemental corrosion.

Although this would greatly increase their distortion progress.

With the continuous use and iteration of the ratmen, the giant rats have gradually become less violent and gentler and easier to control. This is why the giant rats have gradually appeared in all aspects of the Ratman Empire.

The giant rat's deformation is gradually becoming stable and is transforming into a stable deformed creature.

Stability and distortion, these two words seem not to be combined together and do not seem to be related, but in fact this is indeed what is happening.

The giant rat's stability is gradually overwhelmed by the distortion. Perhaps when it is completely overwhelmed, some strange situations will occur, but it is not known what will happen at present.

Even their creators were not aware of this, and the first stable giant rat had not yet truly been born.

But the gentle giant rats were undoubtedly very popular. Whether it was the Big Claw Priests, the Rat Mercenaries, or the Rat Farmers, all the rat people liked the giant rats.

However, this situation will change as they are bombarded by elemental turbulence. The gentle giant rats ridden by the ratmen knights will begin to deform again in a very short time, and the deformation will be drastic.

Its flesh and blood grew, shifted, and its hair fell off, making it as ferocious as a giant rat, or even more violent.

This state will not last too long. After the flesh and blood expand to a certain extent, it will suddenly explode and turn into a distorted bomb running wildly on the battlefield.

On that day, the violent and heartless giant rats launched a self-destructive charge towards both the human and ratman positions. Probably, the number of ratmen killed by these manic giant rats was much greater than the number of humans who died as a result.

But it opened up a new idea for the Rat War.

Self-destruction is not a bad thing, and violent deformation is not a bad thing either.

There seems to be something that fits this situation quite well.

Shortly after the giant rat self-destruction disaster broke out, some iron cages were pushed onto the battlefield by the ratmen and displayed in a swagger. It was obvious that something was wrong, and the noble coalition did not tolerate the ratmen, and soon an elemental chaos cannon fell down.

The iron cage was twisted and deformed by the bombardment, but the things imprisoned inside did not die on the spot.

These things are a bunch of absolute mad dogs.

Amid the harsh sound of twisting metal, some hideous monsters appeared in the sight of the Ghost-Eyed People for the first time.

The huge body, all the fur on the body disappeared, revealing the wriggling muscles nakedly, and patches of dark, dense collarbones grew irregularly on the muscles.

The skinned giant rats that were bombarded let out distorted roars, and some individuals even fell directly to the ground, seemingly in great pain.

However, the vitality of these guys was so strong that even the ones who were hit directly in the center of the shell did not die immediately. Instead, they turned into a pool of wriggling scarlet flesh and blood that kept growing scales.

The giant rat that was kneeling on the ground and being skinned began to grow broken flesh wings on its back. The bombardment of the Ghost-Eyed People accelerated the deformation of these monsters.

This is a dangerous omen. The explosion of these guys is much bigger than that of giant rats. Moreover, in this pain, they seem to have completely entered a state of rage.

A large amount of blood mushrooms were thrown towards the human position.

There was a loud bang, and the skinned giant rat that was spread out in a piece suddenly exploded in a violent expansion. The huge noise seemed to be a signal, and the blood mushrooms scattered on the ground served as a guide for the tribe.

The skinned rats began to charge, showing a terrifying power.

These guys are real monsters.

Continuous spells fell on these giant skinning rats, and then the ghost-eyed human mages encountered the same problem as the group of half-elves.

Their attacks were not particularly effective.

The fine black scales are extremely effective in resisting magic.

At the same time, distortion also brings them extremely high vitality.

If these giant skinning rats were not so ruthless, they would definitely be considered the ratmen's most ace spell nemesis. Unfortunately, they are monsters that are difficult to control.

The Ghost Eye people still have certain advantages over the half-elves. At least there is no shortage of fully armed and heavily armored knights among the Ghost Eye people.

There is only one group in the noble coalition that is qualified to fight against such a monster, and that is the magic knights.

I don’t know how these magic knights felt when they charged towards the skinning giant rats, but it probably wasn’t a very pleasant feeling.

Because these monsters with exposed skin not only look hideous, but also spray acid. The dark green acid is something that even magic pattern armor cannot resist.

In fact, the skinning giant rats can restrain not only mages, but also knights. They are an extremely excellent distorted creature.

Unfortunately, it is too violent and foolish.

(End of this chapter)