From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 397, Massacre, Sacrifice, Sacrifice
The chaos on the scarlet grassland was quelled in a flash by individual rat warlords and large numbers of rat armies.

An even more terrifying turmoil began to brew.

It didn't take much effort to clean up the rioting slave rats, rat bandits, and rat ghouls, although some unexpected events occurred towards the end.

Some rebellious slave rats entrenched in marginal areas now have some strange weapons in their hands.

Even magic cannons appeared.

But in the end, all these guys can bring are some accidents.

The guy clearing out that direction is Qi.

This guy is one of the few among these rat warlords who can still maintain his combat effectiveness.

All the rat warlords and their troops were pulled to Prairie City.

We arrived in front of this super fortress city which was once the starting point of the great development and is still extremely solid.

They were a little confused.

But for the time being, I have not been able to get any interview.

All the rat warlords were confused at this moment.

The more alert ones seemed a bit uneasy, perhaps because they were thinking about what they had done over the years, while the duller ones seemed a bit more careless, as if they felt that what they had done was nothing insignificant.

indeed so.

For these rat warlords, the most basic requirement is loyalty.

As long as you remain loyal, greedy, stupid, or even incompetent, these are not a big deal, and have never been a big deal.

And even if the temple guards wanted to do something to them, settle some matters, all the ratmen warlords were gathered together now, and almost no ones received special summons.

Even if the temple guards were to do something, how would they do it?

Instead of guessing something, it is better to keep a close eye on the other rat warlords.

If one or two rat warlords are constantly received by the temple guards, then the problem will become really serious.

In the past few days, the rat warlords gathered together and held banquets.

Fortunately, the most terrifying scene did not happen.

A lively banquet was held in a huge tent.

The flag is also sitting in the middle.

Sitting in the corner, the scene of the banquet in front of him made him feel more disgusted.

Sweet wine, fluorescent green paradise mushrooms, and extremely high-quality blood mushrooms were piled on the low table, and all kinds of blood-gold ornaments filled every corner of the tent.

Chaotic, bloated, yet extremely luxurious.

For most rat people, this kind of scene is what they have been longing for all their lives.

But for the rat warlords in front of them, this was just a venue they had randomly arranged for the purpose of competing with each other.

After falling into depravity, it seems that everything is within the reach of these guys. After all, as long as you have blood mushrooms in your hands, those ratmen merchants can put everything into your hands.

Holding up the wine glass made of blood gold, he poured into his mouth big gulps of the mushroom wine that was as bright as blood. This was a new thing made by those guys in the Waste City, a kind of wine brewed with real blood mushrooms.

Extremely expensive.

While drinking, he got drunk, slapped his chest at the guy next to him, and started to compare loudly.

From blood mushrooms, to sacrifices, to the blood gold that one owns, all kinds of things.

Peace is like the filth that looks down upon the bones.

These rat warlords were actually not that despicable. At least in the war that established the rat people's absolute dominance on this planet, they all showed their courage to a certain extent.

But now, after only a few years, they have all turned into a group of fat, dirty, evil rats.

A bunch of useless guys.

It's annoying.

Did Qi become corrupt? He did, too. In fact, there was no essential difference. After all, he had basically done everything these guys had done.

Just how to say it.

What rat people need most is comparison.

Qi is definitely the one who preserves his army the best among these rat warlords. His army is even slightly inflated. He still has a huge rat army under his command.

This can be seen from the fact that he is the only rat warlord among the chaotic battalion commander who wears full body armor, which also saved Qi's life.

Soon after, a huge furnace gradually took shape.

At the same time, a massacre is about to begin.

The leader of the temple guards was so determined to leave behind the Imperial Code.

In order to pass down this code, we need these rat warlords and their rat armies.

It doesn't necessarily require the contributions of these guys.

But they are clearly already a hindrance.

The fallen rat warlords felt that they had maintained the lowest and most important boundary and maintained loyalty, but this was only an illusion on their part, and in reality they had done nothing.

The ratmen merchants who traded with them almost all came from the Waste City. Half of the blood mushrooms in their hands came from the resale of various resources, and the other half came from the ratmen lords who appeared to be submissive.

If the temple guards were not one of the most powerful forces in the Ratman Empire, the scarlet grassland and the main continent would probably have become a big sieve.

This leader needs those former rat priests who have become rat lords to give up those unrealistic fantasies and do their job well as they should, a rat lord sitting in the city.

To do this, he needed a shock, a fear that would remain in their memory for a long time, and at the same time cut off their restless limbs, plus a priestly ceremony prepared by the temple guards that required sacrifices.

All of this makes one thing very necessary.

It was a massacre.

It has been a long time since the temple guards showed their strength to the guys in the Ratman Empire.

I'm afraid these guys have somewhat forgotten why they are qualified to guard the temple of God.

Quite suddenly, a massacre began.

Of course, even if you want to show off your muscles, there is no need to be so impatient.

The black-haired Storm Troopers became the vanguard.

It happened so suddenly.

This guy Heimao is simply a madman and has no fear at all.

The fighting power of the rat warlords before them was indeed not as strong as before and had declined drastically, but they still had an absolute advantage in numbers.

At the same time, as the regular army of the ratmen, a large number of war equipment are still preserved.

The best way to suppress these rat warlords is not to confront them head-on, but to capture those dishonest rat warlords one by one. This is the most effective way.

It's just a shame.

This is not just a simple war.

This too was a sacrifice.

A large number of temple guards came here one by one from all over the Ratman Empire in the past few days.

Line up, get ready, raise your weapons, and charge in. Black Hair and his Storm Troops are indeed very powerful.

But these guys also came out of that grand war after all.

Some people didn't understand the situation, but in this sudden attack and in this fury, a large number of ratmen troops were quickly mobilized.

The armies of several rat warlords gathered here were of an extremely exaggerated scale. They were huddled together in such large numbers that they almost filled up everything in sight.

Amid the piercing ringing of bells and sharp shouts, the ratmen army began to advance.

There are many, many problems of this kind and that kind with these rat warlords and their armies who have enjoyed peace for several years.

For a time, the Storm Army was almost unstoppable, but the gap in numbers was too great. Those bulky magic cannons and various war machines were able to offset the suppression of the Storm Rats over ordinary ratmen to a certain extent.

The number of war machines and magic cannons in the Skaven army reached an incomprehensible peak in the period just after the war.

Even after all these years of incessant reselling by the rat warlords, there are still large numbers of them in these rat armies.

At this time, when these things start to move.

For a moment, it seemed as if I was back in that brutal war, with the roar of artillery fire and the wailing of one ratman after another.

Those who were affected, those who were blown into pieces, those whose limbs were broken, and those who died on the spot before they could even remember what was happening, were wailing sharply on the battlefield.

But no one cares about them.

Amid the fury of the Skaven warlords, the shrill shouts, the waving flags, there was nothing more to ask, just move forward, press forward.

Those storm rats were much tougher and managed to remain silent even when hit by artillery fire.

Heimao had already reached the spacious tent area.

Shouting madly, he rushed forward madly, dragging the greatsword in his hand. Not much time passed.

A Skaven warlord met his death at his hands.

It's as easy as killing a bug.

Of course, this was also related to the fact that this unlucky guy was not only not wearing any armor, but also had a red flush on his face from drinking, and the weapon in his hand was a magic lamp.

It was a mess.

The flag took no part in the chaos.

But he thought of a worse possibility.

Obviously, no matter how crazy Heimao is, he would not do such a crazy thing for no reason.

There is no doubt that he had ordered or approved this attack.

So, then, who is qualified to give him orders and approval?

And who would do such a thing, who is able to do such a thing!
Qi thought of a terrible possibility.

A possibility that added a hint of fear and panic to his face.

Obviously, obviously, this doesn't require any thinking.

This is not thinking!
At this time, chaos and panic began to spread.

The Storm Troopers retreated as steam tanks roared toward the front.

But fear made all the ratmen warriors stop, no matter which ratmen warlord they were under, or whether they were driving steam tanks or operating magic cannons.

They all paused at this moment.

Because of the entry of a group of guys, because of the entry of a group of guys wearing silver armor and holding large shields.

There is no one who does not know them.

No one would doubt their power and holiness.

You can see them in every temple, and you can also see the guilty expressions of the big shots when they face them.

And now, they are on the battlefield as enemies?

How can we not be afraid of this?

The morale of the rat warlords and their rat armies began to plummet and became shaky.

This is a no-brainer.

Qi's guess was confirmed. The expression on his face was extremely ugly at this moment. What was even more frustrating was that a crazy guy pounced towards him.

He drew out the spear on his back, and with a crisp sound, he blocked the big sword that was chopping down at him.

What caught my eye was the madman Heimao.

He stared at Qi with a creepy gaze and shouted loudly.

"Sure enough! You are the only one worth looking at among these guys. Last time I just wanted to chop you to death!"

This guy was getting more and more crazy, as if he was overwhelmed by the blessing of killing, or by the blood mushroom, or simply turned into a madman because of too much killing.

These are all possible.

Qi did not mention the time he saved him.

After fending off the madman, Qi took off the second spear from his back.

One hand held a spear, the other hand held a short spear, and the panic on his face gradually subsided.

Whatever the temple guards want to do, it would be good if they didn't act so badly.

Only by demonstrating one's own value can one gain more possibilities. Qi has always understood this.

And even if he is headed for death in the end, he will never surrender.

At this moment a sharp cry was heard.

The spear in his hand broke when he was hit by the big sword in Heimao's hand. He blocked it again and created some distance. Qi threw away the broken spear in his hand, pulled out his own flag that had fallen outside the tent, and waved it with a sharp roar.

His rat-man army began to move.

No longer standing still.

It is not accurate to say that he retained the power of the Ratman Legion. In fact, over the years, he successfully strengthened the Ratman Legion.

At least, at least at this moment, where the armies of many rat warlords gathered, these rat warriors in his hands, even if they were afraid, could still run towards him the moment the flag was waved.

It took him years to achieve this.

Heimao interrupted Qi's movement and pressed down with his long sword with great force. With the sharp and piercing sound, Qi took several steps back with a frown on his face.

But he still managed to hold on.

It seemed that in an instant, the situation became so bad that even he found it difficult to cope.

Damn it, he didn't understand why.

But he would never sit still and wait for death.

Qi also started roaring, which was rare.

"Come and try! Come and kill me!"

Using the flag in his hand as a spear, he fought with the madman in front of him. The madness on Heimao's face seemed to be reflected on Qi's face.

(End of this chapter)