From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 398: Those who kneel, those who lie dormant, and those who wait for tomorrow

There were almost no surprising twists in this massacre.

These rat warlords who were gathered together by simple calculations and fell into depravity and had become unable to see clearly themselves were unable to make any waves.

In the grassland city not far away, the leader of the temple guards specially prepared an observation deck for today.

All the rat lords, the scarlet grassland, the main continent, those guys with names and those without names, almost all gathered here at this moment.

The armored figure leaned on the railing with intricately carved patterns, looking down at the brutal massacre in front of him.

He didn't even turn around, but the rat lords behind him began to tremble unconsciously.

Is there anything more deterrent than such a direct scene?

These guys who have been high and mighty for too long have somewhat forgotten the original rules of the Ratman Empire. Peace has indeed poisoned the rat people for too long.

This observation deck is actually quite far away from the battlefield. The blood, screams, and the harsh friction of the gears cannot be heard here.

But, fear began to rise unconsciously in the hearts of these guys.

Suddenly, a group of guys involved in the massacre attracted the attention of the leader of the temple guards.

Turn around.

At this moment, he turned his head and found that almost none of the guys in front of him dared to look him in the eye.

They all lowered their heads in fear. Who could have imagined that just a few years ago, these guys would be able to gather together to compete with him for the dominance of this land.

In the end, he grasped the most fundamental laws of the Ratman Empire.

Violence and power.

That's why he didn't fall in the cycle of the Ratman Empire.

So he was willing to give a chance to a guy with the same vision.

On that battlefield, blood smeared the ground and corpses piled up.

Qi's body was covered in blood, and a big sword was stuck firmly in the gap of the armor on his back.

In contrast, there was Heimao kneeling on the ground not far away, with a broken flag piercing his ribs and nailed to the ground.

He didn't defeat Heimao by his own strength.

Around him, the bodies of his personal guards fell to the ground one by one.

If it weren't for his personal guards who kept charging forward fearlessly, Qi would probably have been cut in half by Heimao's sword.

But, after all, he won the first half.

Heimao struggled to pull out the broken flag that pinned him to the ground. In his rough movement, the luxurious flag was torn into pieces, blood continued to flow out, and he roared sharply.

He really did it.

He stood up with red eyes, Heimao panting heavily, staring at the flag not far away.

In fact, he and Qi are quite similar. Both of them are subordinates of the former commander-in-chief. Both are unwilling to give up what they have and unwilling to give up the title of rat warlord.

They were also struggling, but they each chose a different path.

Everyone in the Ratman Empire is afraid of the emergence of another great commander.

This is not good for anyone.

But everyone knows that once they reach a certain step, no matter who they are, no matter what promises are made, or how much benefit is shared, there is no way to stop them from climbing to that position.

Rat people are greedy.

No one wants to be a rat warlord all their life. If there is an opportunity and possibility, they will definitely climb up.

Unruly, disloyal, ambitious, greedy and reckless.

These are statements to the Skaven warlords.

The flag looks like this, the black hair looks like this, and those scattered rat warlords look like this.

Therefore, the suppression and defense against them have never stopped.

If the leader of the temple guards had not been so ambitious, then according to what the group of rat lords had agreed upon, all the organized rat armies would have been disbanded as soon as the war ended, and the rat warlords would have reunited.

Rat mercenaries will become an absolute mainstream, and the military force of the Rat Empire will have to give in to the rights of this group of guys and be dismantled into a state of loose sand without a leader.

At that time, the ambitious chief of the temple guards took advantage of the rat lords' tendency to abandon their usefulness and dealt a heavy blow to these greedy guys.

The temple guards easily seized the sweetest fruits of this battle, almost the entire main continent, and completely subdued the rat lords.

But in this case, the temple guards will face the same problem.

How to deal with such a group of unruly, disloyal, ambitious, greedy and desperate guys who control a large number of rat troops?
In a situation where there was no chance of improvement, it could be seen from the fact that these rat warlords quickly colluded with Waste City and their old employers, the rat lords.

They are definitely not an honest bunch.

And today, the temple guards also gave their answer to this question.

That means killing them all.

Kill all these Skaven warlords who are about to become the source of unrest and have no loyalty at all, and use them to intimidate all those guys with strange ideas in the Skaven Empire.

At this moment, the decision made by the two smarter guys among the rat warlords also paid off.

Heimao chose to become a crazy wild dog, while Qi increasingly restrained his edge and showed a gesture of complete submission.

Heimao, this extremely crazy wild dog that might even turn against itself, has become a tool in the hands of the temple guards.

And Qi, no matter how he tried to conceal his brilliance, charged at the forefront of this crackdown, constantly wagging his tail, but was put on the list of this massacre.

In this battle of standing, Qi lost completely.

But anyway, Heimao didn't win that much.

Even though he is not accepted by others for wagging his tail, how can this mad dog escape the fate of being abandoned?

Qi staggered forward a step, stood up straight, and gripped the handle of the big sword behind him. He exerted force, and blood continued to ooze out. His face was hideous and the pain was immeasurable, but Qi did not shake his body at all.

Even though Qi did not light up the blessing of killing, he was not any worse than Heimao.

He was the guy who crawled out of that grand battle. He was the lucky one who earned the title of Rat Warlord after going through numerous disasters.

In fact, there was really no problem with the defenses those guys were taking. Be it Qi or Heimao, these two rat warlords who survived from the old times were not easy to deal with.

It's just a pity that peace has come.

Even the war has stopped, and their ambitions can only be suppressed and rot in this peace.

The period just after the war.

The rebellious rat warlord had approached Qi before. He was not a fool. He had obviously seen that the war was about to end, and he knew exactly what would happen to them after the war ended. But Qi rejected him.

Flag did not participate in that rebellion.

Not long after, he saw this guy hanging high at the gate of Jiji City.

Screaming like crazy.

Qi was unwilling to accept such a result.

He casually threw away the big sword in his hand, held the short spear in his hand, and charged towards Heimao not far away.

Heimao was not willing to be outdone and rushed towards the flag madly.

Two extremely miserable guys collided with each other.

And around them.

It was the crazy mincing of the black-haired Storm Army and the Flag Ratman Legion.

Several other rat warlords and their armies were killed one by one.

Now, the only ones still fighting are Qi and Black Hair, as well as Qi's Skaven Legion and Black Hair's Stormtroopers.

At this point in the fight, there is nothing else to worry about. I have become furious and am pressing forward without any scruples.

Just like the two warlords in their two armies fighting to the death.

The surrounding temple guards gathered around but did not press forward. Instead, they stood outside the battlefield, as if waiting for the outcome of this battle.

The battle lasted from day to night.

The result was unexpected.

Both sides suffer.

Heimao and Qi passed each other and knelt on the ground, both of them were already dying.

At the same time, the Ratman Legion of Qi and the Storm Army of Black Hair fought each other and both sides suffered heavy losses.

On the messy battlefield, there were layers of corpses everywhere, and only a few scattered figures were left standing, wandering in a trance on the battlefield.

The result has been revealed.

The fighting can stop.

The solemn figure appeared on the battlefield. In a trance, Qi raised his head and saw a suit of silver armor.

There were no stabbing spears or waving sacrificial knives.

Qi knew that he had probably passed the test.

I don't know why, but he is not happy at all.

He raised his head and looked around the messy battlefield.

His ratman army, his ratman warriors, those noisy guys, there are not many of them left.

It was completely empty.

He forced a very forced smile, then fell to the ground helplessly.

At least, at least he is still a rat warlord.

Not far away, Heimao was trying to stand up.

The sword was swaying in the distance, with only half of it left in his hand. It seemed that this guy had a trick up his sleeve and wanted to take this opportunity to kill Qi.

But it was obvious that he didn't have much left.

It swayed back and forth, and finally could no longer hold on not far from the flag. It fell to the ground and became motionless.

This made the temple guards a little confused about what to do.

Because the instruction given from above was to accept the winner, but it was obvious that at this time, the two guys who were both injured seemed to be unable to tell who was the winner.

Finally, when the news reached that guy's ears.

He finally turned his gaze away from the blazing blast furnace and forgot about the tragic battlefield.

"In this case, let's give them both a chance."

The tone was calm, without much ups and downs, but it was enough to decide the fate of those two guys.

It was just a simple sentence, and soon his eyes returned to the scene in front of him.

He did not leave the viewing platform, as the view here was just right, allowing him to clearly observe everything that was going to happen.

In front of the grassland city, a grand sacrificial ceremony is about to begin.

With this war, with the rats who participated in this war, with the blood and death born from such a massacre, a sacrificial ceremony will begin with these things as sacrifices.

This grand sacrifice has entered the preparation stage. A large number of big-clawed priests have begun to drive the slave rats to carry the corpses on the battlefield.

But it is different from ordinary sacrifices.

This sacrifice, which took so much effort, was certainly not seeking something so simple. Strictly speaking, it could not even be considered a sacrifice to the great gods.

The object of sacrifice is the Cold Soul Bell.

If there is one sacred thing that the temple guards have dealt with the most, it would undoubtedly be the Cold Soul Bell. They have cast the bell and borrowed the power of the Cold Soul Bell more than once or twice.

So when there was a lack of a qualified witness, the first thing the leader of the temple guards thought of, apart from the great god, was the Cold Soul Bell.

He would use the ore infected with the heretic blood that fell in the great battle, combined with the corpses, blood, and death from the massacre, to mix them together to forge a sacred bell. He would then engrave his soon-to-be-released Imperial Code on the bell to establish the true foundation of the Ratman Empire.

That's what he's going to do.

And it’s almost successful.

As long as they succeed, there is no doubt that the Ratman Empire will become more prosperous and will truly establish a solid foundation. It will no longer become fragile because of one or two turmoils or the death of a Ratman guy.

There are many benefits to doing this, that's for sure, but the consequences will also be equally serious.

The foundation of the temple guards and his current ability to act recklessly lies in violence. The temple guards who have subdued the rat lords possess the greatest violence in the rat empire.

But now, he has to take the initiative to restrain such violence.

The Imperial Code is not just a set of codes. If you really want to use it to build the Ratman Empire in your mind.

Then the first one to be suppressed is the temple guard who is now in his hands.

This Holy Guard has never suffered any major blow since its establishment. It has steadily moved forward and always maintained its prime in rounds of changes and turmoil. It is currently the most powerful and unrivaled violent organization in the Ratman Empire.

(End of this chapter)