From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 404, Ratman High Priest
The scorching spear of light washed the earth like the sun, and wherever it passed, the rocks and soil were melted into boiling and sticky magma, which would probably turn into colorful glass after solidifying.

The regular forces of the ratmen, the groups of pilgrims who first arrived in the area, were slaughtered without any ability to resist.

The Eldar reconnaissance ship, this visiting outsider, was hanging high in the sky without any disguise.

These guys did not leave, nor did they rush to the major cities of the rat people. The big rat businessmen in the Waste City could rest assured for the time being. They just hovered in the sky openly, as if waiting for the rat people to gather.

This is a manifestation of arrogance and a strategy to suppress indigenous civilization.

In the most visually impactful way, the natives of the expropriated planets were completely subdued, all resistance from these guys was defeated, and the gap between the two sides was shown in the most intuitive way.

Generally speaking, at this point, there is nothing to worry about. The natives will often take the initiative to bow to you at this time, and some will even kneel down and worship you.

These Eldar used the same methods on the Skaven that they used on other natives.

We have to admit that this is an effective strategy and also the most efficient strategy.

Destroying cities, burning strongholds, and destroying kingdoms is certainly a more efficient form of violence, but it will also cause the natives to flee in all directions and escape to all parts of the planet. In this way, you can only rely on yourself to do something on this planet.

However, unexpectedly, the ratmen were more tenacious than these lone elves had imagined.

Those rat-man fanatics continued to gather here in an endless stream, and then repeated the results with almost no change.

After gathering to a certain number, they are easily burned into colorful glass along with the surface of the planet by the scorching heat.

But this situation seems to be changing.

Because a larger army of ratmen was gathering.

That seemed to be the army led by the leader of these guys.

That was the Jihad Army pulled out by Rope Seven.

After observing this, they decided to take good care of Sheng Qi. Perhaps when the scorching spear of light passed by the indigenous leader and melted his proud army into glass, he might have other decisions at this time. He might be willing to cooperate with their actions and give them what they wanted.

As the steam train wheels chugged on, Sheng Qi and his Crusade Army gradually gathered on the hill.

During this time, the rat assassins kept telling him what was happening ahead. It was obvious that what he was about to face represented death. The flattened hills and the colorful traces smeared on the ground were testimony to this.

But Sheng Qi did not show any obvious fear.

As the ratman high priest, he needs to balance all parties to be truly recognized.

But no matter what, he is the high priest of the new generation of rat people.

Sheng Qi has become much calmer and more serious than before. He is no longer the young priest who trembles during the charge, nor is he the young commander who shouts wildly on the sea.

Unconsciously, he indeed acquired that kind of bearing, like a true commander-in-chief.

The steam train stopped and light shone into the tunnel deep underground.

What appeared in front of him was a glass wall with mottled luster. This place had been affected by the attack of the heretic god not long ago. The underground tunnel was cut off and the driveway was also interrupted.

Amid the shouts, many slave rats and big claw priests began working in this area. They were repairing the damaged road.

Another section of the underground tunnel was dug open, and the light that entered the underground tunnel came from this excavated part. The slave rats were waving their manuscripts vigorously, chiseling and smashing the glass wall with mottled colors.

The march cannot be interrupted.

As the gears turned, the steel door was slowly opened, and Sheng Qi walked out of the cabin of the steam locomotive, carrying his battle flag on his back. Behind him, as the cabin doors opened one after another, countless ratmen filed out of the steam train and gathered behind Sheng Qi.

In front of Sheng Qi, a slave rat was still knocking on the glass wall in front of it with great concentration.

But the big-clawed priests who had come to their senses had already knelt down in fear.

"Great High Priest!"

This seemed to have triggered a chain reaction, and all the rats present knelt down one after another, repeating those words loudly in panic-stricken voices.

"Great High Priest!"

Towards Rope Seven.

At this time, the extremely focused slave rat finally came to his senses. He turned around and saw a large number of slave rats kneeling on the ground. Oh my God, all the big-clawed priests were kneeling down.

Unspeakable fear surged in his heart, and he fell to the ground trembling. Accidentally, he hit a piece of sharp glass and blood gushed out. However, the slave rat seemed to be unaware of it.

Started shouting loudly.

"Great! Great!"

He was a little stuck. What exactly was so great? He didn't hear it clearly just now.

His body was shaking in fear, but Sheng Qi didn't intend to bother with him.

Carrying the battle flag on his back, he climbed up step by step towards the opened gap amid the kneeling of many ratmen.

Shortly after he left, a big-clawed priest suddenly jumped up and hit the guy with blood on his face with a whip.

He beat me and scolded me at the same time.

"Damn it, you stupid bug, can't you even recognize the great high priest!"

The crisp sound of whips continued to ring out, accompanied by screams, but it soon stopped because Sheng Qi's Crusades followed behind and rushed to the gap.

Well, these years, Sheng Qi hasn’t been particularly happy, but if you ask him whether he regrets succeeding the position of high priest, he will tell you.

No, I don't regret it at all.

This was what he had always wanted, the title of high priest.

The high priest rope seven!
Yes! That's what he wanted!
Listen to those lowly guys kneeling and shouting my name.

There was a hint of joy on Sheng Qi's face.

Sheng Qi completed the assembly of the troops, and then resolutely rushed into the dangerous hills.

This is not a very wise decision.

But he had to do this. Those guys in the Waste City could shrink their heads, but he couldn't. He was the second high priest of the Ratman Empire.

He is that extremely noble man, the rat man who is closest to God.

He couldn't retreat, especially not from that heretical evil god.

If he retreated, then what he, as the high priest, would face, and what he, Sheng Qi, would lose, would be a very terrifying thing.

Thus began the march.

Marching towards the rolling hills. But how should I put it? When facing the Eldar reconnaissance ship hovering in the sky, the Crusades led by this high priest were actually no different from those Skaven fanatics.

There is no need to use any special means. Just the scorching beam from the sky can easily wipe him out.

His jihad troops, whom he had placed high hopes on, also melted along with the earth's soil under such attacks and turned into colorful glass.

No! There is still a difference, not exactly the same. After all, those lone Eldar crew members still gave him, the most distinguished guy in the Skaven Empire, some face.

The scorching light almost burned the earth around him until there was nothing left around him. He, who was carrying the battle flag, was not attacked.

But nothing is left. It must be admitted that although Sheng Qi had learned everything that was happening here from the intelligence of the rat assassins when he rushed here, when all this actually happened in front of him, it was still more horrifying and terrifying than that empty description.

Sheng Qi disappeared, and his body began to tremble a little.

There were almost no corpses produced in the attacks of these Eldar loners. All that was attacked was melted.

There was nothing left in his eyes except the sticky, mottled magma that had not yet solidified.

It's empty and so quiet.

The terrifying heretic god in the sky stopped moving, and a black dot fell from the sky.

A transparent shadow was projected in front of Sheng Qi.

It was indeed the heretical god, and he now lowered his projection towards Sheng Qi.

Moreover, as the heretic god's mouth in the projection opened and closed, Sheng Qi could hear clearly the words he uttered.

"I think we can talk now. We don't expect war, we just want you to give us something."

The contempt and arrogance in these words were barely concealed.

Indeed, it is the ratmen themselves who have always made these elves so wary in this area.

They thought that Sheng Qi would agree to their request. After all, what choice did Sheng Qi have now? The gap between them was so huge, what choice could Sheng Qi make?
silence.

At this time, the field fell into a long silence, and these guys were waiting for Sheng Qi to give an answer.

Such a decision is really difficult to make.

Sheng Qi also had a hard time doing this. Everything seemed to be different from what he had expected, but he finally made a decision.

He raised his head with difficulty.

At this moment, Sheng Qi prayed sincerely to Du Yuan in his heart. If he was not mistaken, Sheng Qi had not prayed so sincerely for a long time since he ascended the position of high priest.

in my heart.

"Great God! If you can hear me! Please protect me!"

This guy Sheng Qi really demonstrated the concept of taking advantage of someone's strength to the fullest.

But he did not bow to the elves in front of him.

Although the words he uttered contained an extremely difficult feeling, he did not lower his head.

"I won't discuss anything with heretics!"

silence.

There was a brief silence.

The Eldar hiding behind this projection did not seem to have anticipated such an unfolding.

To be precise, they didn't really understand what qualifications Sheng Qi, the indigenous leader, had to reject them.

In the silence, anger welled up in my heart.

Well, unexpectedly, these guys are more stubborn than imagined, but so what? Even without the help of the ratmen, they can still get what they want.

It just takes a little more effort.

Since these lowly guys don't want respectability, they will help them to be respectable.

They completely lost their minds due to anger, greed, and the unexplained interference from the reconnaissance ship.

The phantom shattered and disappeared, and the hot beam of light began to accumulate again. The moment the beam of light accumulated, Sheng Qi would probably be melted along with the soil and rocks under his feet by the hot beam of light.

Sheng Qi probably also thought of this result, and an indescribable bitterness appeared on his face.

But until this moment he had not thought of giving in.

Or maybe he really is that pious?

But it shouldn’t be.

But he was unwilling to have the position and title of high priest hanging on his head.

He was more afraid of not being a high priest than death, and more afraid of not being able to be a high priest than death.

The spear of light is about to finish charging, and Sheng Qi, the second generation of the Ratman High Priest of the Ratman Empire, is about to come to an end.

Although it is hard to say whether Sheng Qi had courage at the last moment, it was the obsession that surpassed everything.

But he did not give in at this moment.

An eye-catching beam of light burst out, accompanied by a terrifying explosion.

Sheng Qi opened his eyes, looking a little dazed, but he was not dead.

At this critical moment, the heretic containment force of the temple guards arrived, and a scarlet beam of light streaked across the sky.

The power comes from the Scarlet Demon Eye.

The Eldar reconnaissance ship hovering in the sky was hit unexpectedly, the psychic shield outside the spacecraft was easily penetrated, and the blood-red light beam penetrated the side of the Eldar reconnaissance ship with residual force.

At this moment, the horrifying whisper echoed in the ears of almost all the Eldar on the reconnaissance ship.

It was an ode to the scarlet sun.

I can only say, who could have imagined that these rat people who use antimatter to light torches actually have hidden some incomprehensible black technology.

After all, the rat people’s technology tree is indeed unsightly, but the things related to gods on this planet are all truly high-end and troublesome things.

The Eldar scout ship began to fall.

(End of this chapter)