From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 383: Du Yuan's sleepiness before the destruction of the Youyan people
But good luck is limited after all, and the subsequent outcome is nothing more than falling into this simple trench like the unlucky guys around him.

The Big Claw Priests were obviously more experienced. They scattered like birds and beasts the moment the attack occurred and disappeared without a trace.

The crude tower was torn down.

It was not until this moment that the ratmen in the area seemed to have reacted. After a fierce exchange of fire, not a single enemy was left. The angry roars of the ratmen priests sounded soon after, forcing the ratmen warriors in this area to be unable to raise their heads.

Not long after, the dead guys were carried out of the trench and their bodies were casually thrown aside. Another team of ratmen warriors took over the trench. In this small area, the big claw priests also returned again.

However, along with those Big Claw Priests came some less harmonious things. The vanguard team of the Ghost Eye people appeared in this area again.

This time there was a more intense exchange of fire, perhaps because the angry rat priest did not have time to retreat to the rear.

A sharp, piercing roar filled with fear and trembling echoed in the area.

"Fuck me, fuck me!"

Soon, the place was in a mess, and the ratman priest was unable to escape. But it didn't matter, he was just a young guy who had just taken up the job, otherwise how could he be pushed onto the battlefield.

The body of the ratman priest was hung high up, swaying gently in the wind.

The tower that had been slightly renovated collapsed again.

After a while, it didn't take long before another group of ratmen arrived here, accompanied by the roars of the same young ratman priest.

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Being in the empty starry sky, the passage of time becomes extremely insensitive, and what meets the eye is so unchanging, the empty and cold universe.

If this goes on for a long time, even the immortals will feel despair for this starry sky.

This condition is called asterophobia. It is all right on large warships and arks, because these warships are themselves a small circulating world, and communication with all kinds of similar creatures can greatly alleviate this fear.

But it is different on this small reconnaissance ship.

This reconnaissance ship is so small that it is impossible to effectively alleviate my astrophobia.

Fortunately, ordinary crew members do not have to face the vast and despairing starry sky. The hibernation chamber in the crew lounge allows them to welcome the surprise of arriving at their destination after waking up from a good sleep.

But this is the treatment for ordinary crew members, but it is different for the captain who is the navigator.

A tall figure sat at the command center, confirming the accuracy of the navigation through the observation hole in front of him and the virtual star map constantly projected by the battleship's AI.

At this moment, she was the only active figure on the entire reconnaissance ship.

She could go to the battleship's logistics warehouse and prepare a pot of boiling Anxing tea for herself. Drinking this bitter drink could greatly relieve fatigue and it was also an excellent taste that only the most upper-class elves could appreciate.

But when she thought that she was the only one awake here, she quickly dismissed the idea.

Putting his long legs on the console and stretching his body wantonly is an act that goes against the battleship or spaceship operating manual. It will also surprise the crew members. After all, their captain has always been known for his rigidity and seriousness as his main label and first impression.

But if their captain, the young would-be navigator, were asked to describe the incident herself.

She will tell you with a big laugh that everyone thinks a qualified navigator should be like this, and all the great navigators are like this, so that's how she behaves.

This was a common disguise for a young, ambitious female Eldar looking to rise up.

She may not like being a navigator, but there is no doubt that as a navigator she can climb up most smoothly.

But how should I put it? Sometimes this kind of disguise is not wise, and can even be extremely deadly.

Especially when she does have the talent of a navigator.

Day after day, she sailed in the starry sky where she could not detect the flow of time, gazing at the cold and seemingly unchanging emptiness and nothingness. Despair slowly climbed in her heart, and her expression became more and more empty and numb, but she herself did not notice it.

The calibration was completed once again. No matter how advanced the battleship's AI is, it is inevitable to encounter some interference when sailing in the universe. It is easy to deviate from the course without knowing it. At this time, the navigator is needed to correct it.

Once again the correction was completed.

He raised his head in numbness, until at a certain moment, the increasingly empty and desperate soul completed the connection with the chaotic world, or the subspace.

This is the talent of their clan, their affinity for the subspace.

At this moment, she was able to witness that strange scene and see the cold blood-red sun.

There was a brief trance on his face.

Once again, she violated the rules that should be followed. This time, it was not the battleship or spacecraft operating manual, but the navigator's navigation rules.

If such a situation occurs and it is difficult to resist the despair brought about by the fear of the stars during the voyage, then the navigation work must be suspended immediately and a period of hibernation ranging from one to three years must be immediately entered.

And under this rule, there is a bright sentence marked in red.

If it is impossible to stop piloting work under special circumstances, then, then, then never peek into the subspace.

This young Eldar captain and navigator undoubtedly did not follow these rules. What will this bring to her? I don't know.

But after she successfully caught a glimpse of the cold blood-red sun, her mental state began to improve at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her star phobia began to subside.

Not until her sanity fully returned and she was freed from that dangerous state of peering into the warp did she return to safety.

But why did she seem unhappy, with a look of daze and reluctance on her face?

But no matter how she tried afterwards, she could never enter into that fear of the starry sky again, nor could she catch a glimpse of the beautiful, beautiful, extremely beautiful blood-red sun again.

It seems as if all this is just a flash in the pan, just an illusion that is not real.

It took her a long time to get rid of the uncontrollable depression.

After this accident, nothing noteworthy happened during the subsequent voyage. According to her estimation, it would only take her ten years to reach the lonely galaxy with only one planet.

In front of the complicated control console, the tall captain stretched her waist again. In front of her, next to the complicated control console, a simple graffiti appeared at some point.

Depicting a bright red sun.

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It has only been ten years since the Eldar visited this small planet. This is not a long time scale, but it is hard to say whether this visit will be so friendly.

What are the rats doing at this time?

They are still pushing for that long war.

That huge city, as solid as a hedgehog, was about to be destroyed.

At this time, two years had passed since the rat people launched that large-scale war.

During this period of time, Du Yuan was also paying attention to the progress of the rat people, but he had to admit that the concept of time of a true god was very different from that of mortals.

Du Yuan just paused for a moment, and the passage of time in the Ratman Empire was calculated in years.

In Du Yuan's perception, the protracted war between the ratmen was just a farce that did not last long.

They were about to reach for the stars.

The incoming guest will bring a key.

Actually, it’s a bit of a stretch to call it a key.

It will probably give some inspiration. The rats can at least understand one thing, that is, there are more things above the starry sky.

As for the follow-up, how will it develop?

Du Yuan has enough time to wait for the result, so he doesn't need to care too much.

All you need to do is close your eyes and think for a while, and then the rat people will be able to step into the starry sky.

Of course, such an easy thing is only for Du Yuan. He just closes his eyes for a moment, and a hundred years or more will pass.

I don’t know when it started, but a slight feeling of drowsiness began to linger over Du Yuan for no reason.

This is a side effect brought about by the rank leap. After all, Du Yuan is not a born ancient god. His divine body needs to undergo baptism over a long period of time. At this time, sleeping is a very important thing.

But now is not the right time to fall asleep.

Suppressing the sleepiness, Du Yuan sat upright in the empty scarlet world. On the throne, Xiaochun was lingering around him. Du Yuan touched Xiaochun's head and suddenly spoke.

"If I really go to bed, I'll need you to help me take care of those noisy guys."

Xiaochun listened to these words and raised her head in confusion.

It didn't seem to understand what Du Yuan meant, but Du Yuan didn't give any further explanation.

If he really fell asleep like this, then it would not just be Nezumi who would need care and attention, Xiaochun and the Cold Soul Bell would also need care.

There are many things to consider, and now is not the best time. Du Yuan can only endure the increasingly intense distress and continue to watch everything in the world.

That huge city was about to be conquered.

During the two years, the Youyan Human Empire seemed to be in its last throes, and seemed to realize that if it continued like this, it would be doomed to destruction.

Regardless of everything, they began to send power to this huge city.

But in the end, this dying struggle was completely overwhelmed. This time, the rats did not engage in any conspiracy or intrigue, nor did they have any sneaky assassins running around in dark corners.

It's just a constant pressure, crazy consumption and collision, the land of the human empire is being gradually digested, more resources, larger land, the roar of steam trains, and the increasingly crazy and bloodthirsty storm rats.

The balance of power was completely broken. From the beginning, the Human Empire overwhelmed the Rat Empire, but due to the limitation of its vast territory, it could only defend itself until the Rat Empire and the Human Empire were evenly matched and fighting fiercely. Until now, the Rat Empire has become more and more powerful, and the Human Empire has no successor and can only retreat and defend. Now, it has almost lost the strength to survive.

The change of the situation happened in this grand battle, which turned into another meat grinder. The old lion of the Human Empire tried to roar loudly again, but unfortunately, his weakness was already visible to the naked eye, and his roar could not scare anyone away.

In this war, in the northern battlefield, a total of eight million rat warriors died in two years. This does not include the slave rats in the engineering team, and the rat warriors who were kicked out of the army because of injuries and wailed day and night.

If all these guys are counted, the number of ratmen killed or injured in this battle may have exceeded 20 million. What a terrifying number.

But it's just a number.

The three fully formed super cities in the Ratman Empire supported this horrific battle.

Everything needed to support this horrific battle, including war machines, young ratmen, magical weapons, food, equipment, incentives, blood mushrooms, and the comfort of faith.

Everything is provided by three super cities.

This was not even a serious blow to the three cities. Instead, the huge demand for war made them more prosperous.

The dead ratmen and the dead humans together created the prosperity of these three super cities.

But humans do not have such a strong rotation ability.

In this battle, two million professional warriors of the Youyan human race died, and the total number of people affected was only five million.

Compared with the number of 20 million ratmen, this number seems nothing at all, but this is only the loss suffered by the Youyan people on this battlefield. On the western front, on that narrow coastline, an equally tragic war was going on at the same time.

The Dark-Eyed people were already struggling, and this empire that had survived such a long time and stood till now could no longer be sustained.

Just like the collapse of dominoes, the Dark-Eyed people, having lost such a group of manpower, could no longer maintain the cycle of war.

Indeed, their technology is stronger than that of the rat people, and the gap is constantly widening.

But so what? Even if the technological gap is huge, they are almost out of people to deal with this brutal war. Entire generations of young people and middle-aged people who are suitable for participating in the war have almost been lost in this long war.

The generation that was regarded as the future was about to be consumed in this cruel war.

Although the ratmen cannot compare with the Ghost-Eye people in terms of technology, they are able to survive such consumption and even become more vigorous, so they are bound to win.

These despicable guys are about to once again destroy and trample on the races and civilizations they regard as heretics.

No matter how glorious and powerful these heretics once were.

(End of this chapter)