From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 384: Those who were distorted and polluted by the gods

"I have to save this country, no matter what the cost."

Today, the Sun City still looks the same as before, but this once vast and ancient empire and humanity itself have reached a shaky point.

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On the day the city was shattered, the resistance did not end completely. The unyielding people exchanged fire with the ratmen in the ruins of the city and the complex alleys.

But in reality, nothing can be changed.

The rats did not kill them, even though countless rats died outside the city and were buried at random. The water sources in this area were almost permanently polluted, and the faint bitterness and stench would probably not be eliminated for many years.

From the bodies buried by both sides.

The land was littered with dead bodies.

There are corpses everywhere, there are bones everywhere, and there was once blood everywhere.

But the rat people don't care, they don't care about that.

Greedy gazes, wantonly and without disguise, fell on the captives, on the sacrifices that included men and women, old and young, and they shouted with joy and waved their weapons.

One by one, the silent and fearful sacrifices were driven out from the ruins, defenses, and hiding corners, and they paced slowly forward in the streets filled with the smell of burning in silence and fear.

They may not know what they are facing, no, they should be prepared for it.

In the center of the city, where the towering tower had collapsed, the rats built a high platform on the messy ruins.

From afar, voices of fear and despair were heard.

The fear grew.

The battle in the city has not yet completely ended, but this does not hinder the holding of this grand sacrifice.

The rat priest on the altar, the rat priest standing on the high platform, the four rat warlords, and the temple guards.

They all looked very solemn at this moment.

Standing on this high platform, the scarlet eyes looked down at everything happening in front of them.

It has been a long time since the gods responded.

But nothing.

The rat people are still offering victory and death to the gods, to the great gods.

In the ruins of the burning city, there were piles of corpses, so many that it was difficult to count them.

The wriggling flesh and blood was born from it.

After a visit from a greedy guy.

Soon after, the mining team visited this piece of wriggling flesh.

The mining equipment that spewed out black steam started to operate with a roar, and pieces of green crystals were mined from the flesh and blood. If your mental strength and spiritual perception were stronger, you would even be able to perceive the truth in the crystals at this time.

One by one, the souls were trapped and wailing endlessly.

These will be used as nourishment to completely destroy the human empire.

In the Ratman Empire, the Distortion School, which had not been heard from for a long time and which was destroyed along with the death of Long Claw, recently made a big news.

It’s hard to say whether it was the work of those guys from the Distortion School.

In that dark abyss, when the wriggling flesh was being mined, an unusual object was discovered in the center of the flesh.

A dragon, a twisted and deformed corpse that is never completely dead.

The long-clawed corpse.

The life's work of Longclaw was dug out from the wriggling pool of flesh and blood.

The ratmen's research on deformation and flesh came to a standstill for a long time after Longclaw's death.

Now, with the body having been re-excavated, things have taken a new turn.

Many ratmen were attracted by this amazing corpse, just like the long claws they once had.

I just don't know if they will set foot on that path similar to Long Claw again. After all, the power of the gods, the deformed and twisted part, still remains in this corpse, in this dragon.

I don’t know if it will be a new one, but it feels like a familiar cycle.

After the sacrificial ceremony.

Qi stood on the high platform, witnessing the shouts of countless rat people below the stage and listening to it all.

His expression didn't change much, but his heart was filled with excitement.

Yes, that's what he wanted, that's what he craved.

Just like the rat war of the past.

The feeling of being on top is so unforgettable.

But if possible, he would rather be the only one standing on the podium at this moment.

It was obvious that this guy, this lowly ratman was no longer limited to wanting to be more than just a powerful ratman warlord.

He wants more.

Just like the rat war of the past.

At this moment, Qi was hidden in the shadow created by the fluttering flag behind him, and his eyes looked terrifying.

But there's nothing strange about it.

Many Nezumi will have this expression at that particular moment, when they want more no matter what.

The Skaven warlords in particular tend to be more forthright and fanatical about this.

Perhaps it was during the long war that their timidity and faith gradually faded away, and they began to believe in themselves and the power in their hands.

I just don't know when the next rat warlord who stands at the highest point will begin to feel dissatisfied with the most supreme god.

In the ruins of the city.

A soldier covered in blood was screaming helplessly.

Beside her, a young wizard was doing something to her.

In the hazy blue light.

I fell into an irresistible sleep, accompanied by the whispering words.

"I can't save you, Annie. You've been invaded too deeply by the mycelium. Only the teacher can save you, but it won't be easy. I probably won't see you again. Promise me, Annie, that no matter what happens in the future, don't give up, even if it's for hatred."

Those last words triggered a final response from the female warrior.

"Hate!"

After she finished speaking, she finally fell into a deep sleep. At this time, the young wizard dared to take the cautious action to wipe off the blood on her face, revealing a young and beautiful face.

I leaned over and wanted to kiss her, just the forehead, but I didn't have the courage for a long time.

Suddenly there was a chaotic noise outside.

Several equally young mages rushed in.

"Hurry up, those ratmen have discovered this place!" The young wizard stood up and handed the figure in his hand to his companion in front of him.

"Let's go, it's a little late. Those guys are here, someone has to cover our retreat!"

The companion in front of him wanted to say something, but the sound of breaking glass was heard, and the rats had already broken into the dilapidated warehouse.

There is nothing more to say.

Lightning began to burst out from the young wizard's body, the dark blue eye on his forehead opened, and a dark blue gem was pressed hard into it.

The Ghost Eye people can certainly also use these soul gems. Even for those Ghost Eye people mages, the method of use is simpler than that of the ratmen priests. It does not require any spells, formations, or magic patterns.

After all, the Dark-Eyed People are a natural magical race. As long as they open the eyes on their foreheads, it is like having an external magic organ.

Blood slowly flowed down from his forehead.

Amidst the angry roar, terrifying lightning began to spread out from the young wizard.

Of course, this is an inefficient and dangerous way to use it.

The terrifying lightning forced back the ratmen squads that broke in here.

Dark blue lines appeared on the young mage's body.

Yu Guangzhong, her companions and she had all gone far away.

A smile appeared on his face.

In fact, he had never spoken more than three sentences to her.

He just could never forget that day.

"Here, do you want apples? I picked them from Duke Dill's yard!"

That day was the first day that this down-and-out noble young master went to the battlefield.

He was very glad that he seemed to have met his princess on the first day he went to the battlefield.

Roaring in anger.

His body began to swell, until it finally exploded, bringing with it a raging lightning storm.

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A year later, the rat people were only one step away from Sun City, the capital of mankind.

During this year, with the collapse of the Western Front, the battle lines in two directions collapsed, and the ratmen advanced rapidly. Under such circumstances, the dignity that the Human Empire had maintained was instantly destroyed.

Only one breath left.

And now, this last breath was about to be stepped on and forced out by the rat man.

The ratmen armies from the northern and western battlefields successfully joined forces and arrived at the City of the Sun together.

It's not just that.

During the investigation of the rat assassins, the human tower above the academy was finally exposed to the sight of the rat leaders.

You can't blame the rat people for neglecting the plateau.

As the place where the Rat War was once defeated, the environment here is extremely harsh. And it is not just the environment that is harsh. Since the day when the tower fell, the never-ending magic storm has completely enveloped the top of the plateau.

This brought up a problem, that is, even though the areas near the plateau were occupied by ratmen, no ratmen had carefully explored the plateau, and not many ratmen troops were able to step onto the plateau.

That terrifying magical storm was simply not something an ordinary ratman army could handle.

Finally, the final result after some discussion.

The temple guards are about to go into battle once again.

They are going to clear out the last humans on that plateau.

Not only for the sake of sacrifice and merit, but also for the sake of occupying that tall tower and such a lofty place.

While the rats were waging this war, they were also preparing to explore the starry sky.

Although they still have no idea how to ascend to the sky, it is not a big problem. The rats are very optimistic. They think that after destroying the Ghost-Eyed Human Race, they will know how to ascend to the sky.

At this time, the plateau undoubtedly has good value.

So, after a long absence, the temple guards began to mobilize.

A large number of temple guards gathered at the foot of the towering and cold snowy mountain. Looking up, they saw a spectacular vortex appearing on the top of the snowfield, with hazy colorful light swirling around. That was the magic storm that had never stopped since the tower fell.

Before the ratmen launched a general attack on Sun City.

The temple guards took the lead in advancing towards the plateau.

This group of solemn, well-organized, and powerful guys were almost unaffected by the steep environment.

The entire climbing process was not greatly affected.

There aren't many living things left on this icy plateau.

Except for the mages in the towers.

No, perhaps it is not appropriate to call it a wizard. This tower that drives the human empire forward, this tower that brings endless magic power, has a small problem and is regarded as a tower of disaster.

The mages stationed there have not been rotated for five years.

Some terrible changes occurred in these guys' bodies.

The violent magic storm brought out a terrifying whistling sound, and tall anti-magic tower shields were raised. The temple guards broke through the violent magic storm in a short time. An eye of the storm appeared in the center of the cold plain, and the tall tower also stood here.

An incomprehensible scene appeared.

A sun, a dark red sun appeared here, above the tall tower.

It bloomed with light and melted the ice and snow. Even green grass grew and bright flowers sprouted in the center of the snowfield.

The captain of the temple guards paused at the edge of the eye of the storm, frowning as he stared at the strange scene in front of him.

Outside the tower, the figures of those heretic wizards appeared. They crawled on the fresh green and knelt down to worship the dark red sun.

Just by looking at it for a moment, I felt an inexplicable disgust, an indescribable disgust, in my heart.

A sharp and loud roar appeared in this quiet place.

"Kill them for me, kill these damn things!"

With this angry roar, everything was alarmed.

Those heretical wizards raised their heads, and their horrific appearance was finally revealed in full. There were no facial features on their faces, only a huge eye left. Their bodies were shriveled, like mummies, as if all the nutrition was supplied to the huge eye on the head.

More than that.

After seeing the intrusion of the ratmen, these twisted things seemed to become angry. The huge eyes turned into pupils, and the soft and sharp necks began to stretch, pushing the huge eyes towards the sky.

At this moment, the red eyes looked like a small, dark red sun.

Well, it seems that there is something else on the field. The changes of these mages make people make associations.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with such an association.

Because of the dark red sun hanging on the high tower, it also opened its eyes at this moment.

(End of this chapter)