From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 305: Strange Plague

When Sheng Qi was drifting on the ocean on a small boat and finally returned to the island, the ratmen warriors stranded there were also busy.

Pick up bodies, search for loot, and look for food.

Many of these poor fellows were trying to dig into the ground, hoping to find fertile worms in the soil, or something more.

However, these large and small islands and reefs are unexpectedly barren. Normally, it is very common to see large numbers of shellfish, stranded fish, and some crabs or shrimps on the coastal reefs.

The sea used to be famous for its richness, but now it is dead silent, and the reefs beaten by the waves are bare, with nothing on them.

No, it cannot be said that there is nothing. There are also some sea monsters attracted here. They are spying on the rats running on the islands and reefs.

The ocean now only poses a danger to life on the ground.

But food remains a thorny issue.

Amid the frequent attacks of the human fleet, the supply of the Western Fleet has been fluctuating in an extremely unstable state. Moreover, on those lucky supply ships that have finally overcome numerous obstacles and reached the Western Fleet, food is not the most important thing, and food is not the most carried item.

But various ammunition.

The ammunition supplied to the heavy equipment on the warships was undoubtedly more important.

The severe shortage of food caused the ratmen warriors to cannibalize each other. These guys were not averse to eating their own kind, but there was a problem: most of those who were eaten were weak.

A weak guy often represents a situation, infected with a disease.

In a very short period of time, a disease spread rapidly throughout the Western Fleet.

In fact, this is a rare situation. The rats themselves have extremely high resistance to diseases and plagues. This comes from the screening that they have been undergoing since birth, from the closed and chaotic environment in the underground cities, and from the blood mushrooms.

Common diseases and plagues are just a matter of indifference to the rat people.

Old ratmen often have mushrooms growing on their bodies, but they still ultimately die through murder and fighting.

But the disease that spread this time is a little different. It is not an ordinary disease, but an invasion from another kind of organism.

On a small island reef, a rat man with skin and bones and a bulging belly was struggling forward. Obviously, this was not a healthy state. You could also see the unspeakable pain and struggle on the face of this strange rat man.

However, his companions and other ratmen warriors around him just stood by and watched the scene.

From afar, his eyes fell down and were fixed on the rat man who was struggling to walk.

It's like waiting for a banquet to begin.

Finally, the rat man with a bloated belly fell down and fell on his back on the ground, being dragged by the bloated belly on his back, with his skinny arms raised high, with a look of relief on his face.

The rats around could no longer bear it and moved closer quickly. The tall guy pushed away all the other guys around him and raised the short blade in his hand high.

Under the expectant gazes of all the ratmen, the short blade fell heavily and stabbed into the bulging belly of the ratman lying on the ground in front of him.

At this moment, it was like cutting open a pie filled with stuffing, and the stuff inside began to flow out through the hole.

There were densely packed, strips of worms, ribbon-shaped worms, entangled together, and clustered together, pouring out of this opening to the outside world.

The source of the plague that continued to spread among the Western Expeditionary Force was a type of insect, a type of parasite.

Obviously, even though the rat people are very resistant to diseases and plagues, they have no way to deal with these insects that can madly wriggle in their flesh and blood.

And the most terrifying thing is that it goes far beyond that.

Those guys gathered around the fallen big-bellied rat man were prepared for such a scene, or rather, they gathered around just for these bugs.

The tall rat man had the upper hand without a doubt.

Without any hesitation, he grabbed a large number of surging and tangled ribbon worms and stuffed them into his mouth like eating noodles.

He chewed with big mouthfuls, and some unknown mucus overflowed from the corners of his mouth uncontrollably.

This is a very impactful picture.

These guys treated these sick ratmen as a kind of mobile food.

Not long after, the tall rat left satisfied after eating and drinking, and the other rats that gathered around began to scramble for the food, scrambling for the food whose stomachs were filled with worms, and also for the remaining remains of this sick and unlucky guy.

Soon after, all that was left of the unfortunate rat man was a head that had been gnawed beyond recognition and was casually thrown on the ground. As for the rest of the body, they had all disappeared.

This habit of cannibalism is obviously a bad habit, and it has accelerated the spread of this parasitic disease.

After all, it wasn't just the healthy ratmen warriors who were infected with the disease, but these hungry guys actively exposed themselves to the disease.

On the head that had been eaten beyond recognition, a white worm poked its head out from the empty eye sockets and twisted its body instinctively.

A hungry ratman noticed this scene, grabbed it, and the white worm was swallowed into his stomach. Soon after, the hungry ratman felt some discomfort in his body, and he became even hungrier.

It was obvious that this cycle would happen again soon.

This is one of the many problems that Shengqi has to deal with.

The rats are not yet prepared to deal with a large-scale epidemic. These guys can't even suture their wounds, let alone deal with such an epidemic.

Moreover, Sheng Qi was not prepared to deal with it. In fact, he only learned about the existence of this strange disease yesterday.

The Big Claw priests greeted their commander who looked somewhat embarrassed at the moment.

Sheng Qiyao climbed down from the boat shakily.

Some abnormal situations were reported, but Sheng Qi was obviously too busy at this time. He had just climbed down from the boat and had no time to rest. He started to deploy those ratmen warriors.

In order to deal with the possible counterattacks from the island residents at any time, Sheng Qi must quickly complete the construction of defenses on the island and reef belt, build fortresses on small islands and reefs, and dig underground tunnels and trenches on large islands and reefs. These things obviously need to be coordinated by Sheng Qi.

Sheng Qi undoubtedly needs to take this matter seriously. Although he doesn't like the warships tinkered with by the big claw priests, he has to admit that without these warships, it will become difficult to move in this ocean.

And this is the moment when it is difficult to move forward.

He had to rely on these islands and reefs to support the arrival of the next batch of reinforcements. He didn't think he could really rely on that small boat to cross the ocean. But he had to be prepared for both situations.

While building defenses and waiting for subsequent reinforcements, Sheng Qi was also preparing to rescue a ratman warship trapped in a whirlpool not far from the island.

In short, these are all things that need to be done, and they are things he needs to keep an eye on.

Perhaps because the guys under him were too unreliable, Sheng Qi developed the habit of doing things himself.

A compromise that comes from no alternative.

There was a unique kind of sadness on the face of this young ratman priest, a recognized lucky man in the ratman kingdom.

Obviously, not everything goes smoothly for him, who is envied and hated by many rat people.

I have even been forced into a habit of doing things myself by various means.

However, even though this has been achieved, there still seems to be something missing.

However, Sheng Qi seemed to have overlooked some abnormal situations.

A big-clawed priest behind him suddenly stopped. A certain part of his body made him feel extremely uncomfortable at this moment. He carefully scratched his butt with his sharp claws, and a comfortable expression appeared on his face.

After doing all this, he found that he was far behind Sheng Qi who was not far away, so he quickly started to catch up.

Of course, as the commander-in-chief of the Western Expeditionary Force, Sheng Qi is certainly worthy of his servility. The most important thing is that the design and construction rights of the new weapons also fall on Sheng Qi.

Perhaps because he was too badly cheated by the things the Big Claw Priests tinkered with, Sheng Qi took away the rights of these guys to build and experiment with new things. Of course he had this right, after all, he was an investor in the Church of the Spirit of Minerals.

Although in the end it is still unreliable, after all, Sheng Qi does not really understand those complicated mechanical structures, but at least he can directly reject those things that look strange at first glance, which is very important.

The big-clawed priest who stuck to Sheng Qi began to promote with all his might an equipment that he described as extremely beautiful and superior, that is, the terrifying rotating blades, the heretic killer, the real weapon, designed by the great big-clawed priest, the terrifying spiral.

Well, this long list of things is indeed the name that the Big Claw Priest designed for himself.

When reciting this long list of names, the body of the Big Claw Priest was trembling slightly. It was an indescribable excitement.

But the corner of Sheng Qi's mouth twitched violently.

He quickened his pace and strode towards the highest point of the island reef.

Obviously, Sheng Qi was not very interested in this terrifying spiral, but the big-clawed priest was completely unaware of it and chased after it in small steps.

All I can say is that the Big Claw Priests' love for their horrific creations can indeed suppress many things.

The Big Claw Priest ignored the increasingly intense itching behind him. At some point, a white ribbon-shaped worm poked out of his butt, which was the source of the itching.

Countless people were chasing after Sheng Qi, who was walking towards the top of the island reef with his head down in small steps. Finally, Sheng Qi, who could not hold it any longer, had a horrified expression on his face, and kicked the big-clawed priest who was following him to the ground.

Obviously, if he had a choice, even if he killed Sheng Qi, he would not go to the Waste City to find these freaks.

But it's undoubtedly a little too late to regret now.

He strode away with a gloomy face.

Behind him, the ratman priest who was confident and persistent in his design stopped awkwardly after rolling continuously, turned over and jumped up, but he did not suffer any serious injuries.

He didn't take these things seriously, he felt that he could definitely make Commander Sheng Qi change his mind.

After all, he is the greatest Big Claw Priest of all time.

Think so.

Well, there are indeed few Big Claw Priests who have such thoughts and ideas. This mentality should appear more often among those orthodox ratmen priests.

However, it cannot be said that there are no such things. After all, although the ratman priests and the big claw priests each have their own abnormalities, sometimes these abnormalities are also integrated.

There is no shortage of freaks.

The Big Claw Priest decided to make a sample for Sheng Qi to see first. As for the source of the materials, those stranded ratman warships would be a good choice.

At this time, the long worm behind his butt also disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

………….

It seemed like fate was playing a big joke on Shengqi.

Just when Sheng Qi had finally established a good defense on this island reef, the parasitic disease officially entered the stage of full-scale outbreak among the remaining ratmen in the Western Fleet.

In the newly excavated underground tunnels and pits, the ratmen warriors fell to the ground wailing, each of them with a big belly, weak, skin and bones, and their expressions became dull and lifeless due to the continuous torture.

In this situation, it is obvious that the rat people have lost the ability to deal with human attacks.

At this time, most of the rat people on this island and reef had lost their ability to fight.

Faced with such a situation, Sheng Qi should be anxious. As the commander of the Western fleet, he should think of a way and must deal with such a situation.

But he probably couldn't do anything.

It’s not that he doesn’t care about these inferior guys in his hands, nor does he have the confidence to deal with possible attacks launched by humans, but there is a more superficial reason.

Sheng Qi was also caught.

In this underground tunnel, he used the flag in his hand to support his body.

Although he was not lying on the ground and wailing helplessly like those ordinary ratmen warriors, his better physical fitness gave Sheng Qi stronger resistance.

It also brings greater pain. It is difficult to describe what it feels like to be attacked by such parasites, but just thinking about the countless wriggling worms circling in the stomach, just thinking about such a picture, is enough to make people's brains empty and accept most things calmly.

Sheng Qi did not wail loudly on the ground, but was still able to hold up the flag and stand up while enduring the pain. This was enough to prove his tenacity.

But apart from standing up trembling all over, there was nothing else he could do.

(End of this chapter)