From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 449: The humble guys become the protagonists
As the increasing number of intelligent creatures began to extend their tentacles towards the wider world, their desires grew, and Du Yuan's framework and ideas were being realized bit by bit.

In such a situation, Du Yuan, as the root of this system, his subordinates, Xiaochun and Lenghun Juzhong naturally also got some attention. They are natural power holders. In Du Yuan's desire system, they can gain power even if they do nothing.

Of course, this is not fair to the gods of desire that will gradually be born in the years to come. Even if Du Yuan is sleeping in the gap between the worlds, there will still be two great beings like the emperors roaming in the physical universe and the subspace.

However, the world has never been fair. Xiaochun and Lenghun Giant Bell will naturally be able to enjoy Du Yuan's glory, just like the rat people can receive such a generous gift as soon as they leave the planet.

Is this fair? You know, many races in the physical universe at this time are not only not favored, but even their origins are just a little dust sown by the space whales crossing the starry sky.

To some extent, they also have a connection with Du Yuan. Xiaochun created them, and Du Yuan nurtured them, but they will never be able to get Du Yuan's attention like those noisy guys of the rat people, or even be happy for the progress of these noisy guys.

The world has never been fair, but fortunately, their common great God is fair.

Du Yuan is still a generous god, a generous evil god, and a fair god.

He will give opportunities to everyone, to all intelligent beings in the universe who have the desire.

Come on, humble guys, you guys who are like grass, you are so humble, not worth mentioning, small, and fragile, but at this moment, you are also witnessing greatness.

Three gods, three gods who are high above, three gods who look down on everything, have jointly set up a gamble. Now, it is up to you to decide the fate of these three great men, and your future will determine the future of this world.

Even until you die, you will never understand what a huge gamble you have entered into, nor will you realize that the future of this world will be determined by your choices. In fact, such glory is so abundant that it is almost impossible for an individual to discern any cause and effect.

But it's interesting, isn't it?

The gambling began, and the humble guys became the protagonists.

Of course, not everyone would be happy about such a bet.

The creations of the real Creator and the creations of the imaginary Creator, these once noble creations, have gone too deep into the game, and their status has been completely brought down to dust without them even realizing it.

Just as Du Yuan threw the rat man into the chess game, the real creator and the imaginary creator also placed a chess piece each.

Just like that, these two kinds of creations completely fell into the dust and became part of this chess game, part of all mortals. They will have their own names. After all, mortals cannot make the world remember themselves. Mortals, lowly guys, are so insignificant to this world. A name is very important. Shout it out loud so that you can admit that you really existed in this world.

The sight returns to the original temple again.

In a series of changes, a certain huge clock, whose status is so high that it is a little difficult to describe, is still sleeping soundly. How can you tell that it is extraordinary? It looks just like it is dead. No wonder the rats have stopped bothering and staring at the Cold Soul Bell in recent years.

If the gods of desire who were born later saw their second boss, an insurmountable mountain, the Noble One, one of the oldest gods, looking like this, they would probably be so jealous that they want to go crazy. This is very likely.

I can only say that sometimes choice is more important than effort.

Oh, the Cold Soul Bell, oh, the Cold Soul Bell, this guy is lazy to the extreme.

Of course, he didn't do nothing. In fact, he did a little more.

For example, in the barren mountain range whose surface has become a vast ruin, in the industrial zone of the ratmen in the primitive times, in the pile of charred garbage, a statue without eyes has once again regained its former glory, peeled off the rust on its body in the burning fire, and experienced the washing of heavy rain.

Extremely dazzling.

But now, there are no more rat people worshiping in front of this statue.

The rat people were moving forward, and Du Yuan was also moving forward, leaving everything behind and sinking into the gap between the two worlds, playing a game of chess with two unimaginably powerful gods of creation. If he lost, he would fall like this. All this was for the sake of becoming a truly powerful god, for the sake of becoming an even more powerful god.

Du Yuan also put down many things and abandoned even more things as he moved forward.

Just to become a greater god, a truly great god.

Fortunately, Du Yuan should not be like this golden statue sitting in the garbage dump, waiting for time to rust again.

There will always be someone waiting for him, waiting for his return.

Xiaochun has been waiting for Du Yuan's return. Of course, this lazy cold soul giant bell is also the same.

On the Yellow Sand Star.

The landing bomb created a series of flames, but that was not the end.

In the distance, at the end of the yellow sand, a huge black iron fortress appeared at the end of the sand sea and slowly approached.

Not only have the gerbils been observing the ratmen, the ratmen have also been learning their strategies. For example, this huge sand sea ship is the most core node used by the war fortress to build a defense line.

In the endless sea of ​​yellow sand, it is obvious that conventional defense lines are difficult to gain a foothold here.

Fortresses, all kinds of metal fortresses, large and small, these fortresses that can advance on the sea of ​​sand, these things become the key.

Of course, these large and small fortresses did not change the principles of war. In essence, this war was still a positional war. It’s just that these huge war fortresses that could march in the desert brought a unique style of this endless yellow sand to the ancient form of warfare.

It is said that the headquarters of the War Fortress is a steel city wandering on the sea of ​​sand, which is the result of the War Fortresses' transformation of a super nuclear greenhouse left over from the golden age.

In fact, the War Fortress was not called this name when it was first established. It was called the Garden of Eden at that time. At that time, the group of survivors who built the Garden of Eden did have the ability to turn this place back into the Garden of Eden. At the end of the Golden Age, the super nuclear greenhouse built by the Sand Rat People was itself a Garden of Eden, a large independent ecosystem, a super greenhouse that could feed tens of millions of people.

With such a greenhouse, Eden can at least eliminate hunger in half of the wasteland world.

For some reason, such a super greenhouse was not destroyed in the flying nuclear bombs. It survived. This is a kind of luck and also God’s favor to the gerbils.

However, everything was destroyed by greed in the end. When the group of survivors walked out of the shelter and dug this super greenhouse out of the yellow sand, the world had been sinking in the post-wasteland era for nearly two hundred years.

They once wanted to save the world, until the rescued wastelanders started a riot. In the chaos, a brutal offensive and defensive battle broke out. One third of the super greenhouse was destroyed in that war. The survivors almost relied on modified agricultural machinery in the Garden of Eden to resist this sudden attack with difficulty.

After that day, the death of their companions made these survivors of the golden age completely give up their ideals. The Garden of Eden was destroyed, and this super greenhouse was gradually converted into an unparalleled war fortress.

A group of guys who wanted to save the world died, and a war fortress that madly whipped this post-wasteland era was born.

The ratmen engineers simply observed the gerbils' war fortresses. During this short period of time, a large number of copycat versions emerged. It cannot be said to be copycats, after all, the ratmen engineers are also good at building megastructures.

They are very interested in this kind of large toy.

Just like this, the two groups met in this yellow sand. Of course, one side was the gerbil people, and the other side was also the gerbil people.

Even among the ratmen's gerbil army, many were guys who had escaped from the area controlled by the war fortress. The two sides were extremely jealous of each other as soon as they met.

There is a historical entanglement between the War Fortress and the Skaven Wastelanders, although it is difficult to say who is right and who is wrong in the feud between the two sides now.

After all, the Garden of Eden has been destroyed and there is no way back to the golden age that once existed.

The rats added some small toys to these huge war fortresses. The huge cannons with astonishing calibers made rumbling sounds, and terrifying explosions sounded in the distant fortresses.

But anyway, they soon understood why the War Fortress did not install such huge cannons on these desert ships.

The huge impact force directly pushed the war fortress backwards and sank into the loose yellow sand, like a turtle turned over, unable to reset itself for a while.

This sea of ​​sand is too loose, it's not a real ocean. Giant ships may work, but cannons may not. Well, they may work, but the main thing is that the characteristics of the things that the rat engineers tinker with are really obvious.

Big, huge, strong, extremely strong!
The cannon barrel is half as long as the war fortress.

But it doesn’t matter. After all, both sides who died were gerbils.

The war began. As the war fortresses of both sides slowly advanced, the gerbils rode on various vehicles, wandering around their respective war fortresses like sharks, waiting for an opportunity to pounce on the opposite side.

Amid the heavy gunfire, a large number of corpses were left behind.

There is actually a very good advantage to waging war on this sea of ​​sand, which is that there is almost no need to collect corpses or worry about the plague caused by the corpses.

As long as the wind blows, no matter how tragic the traces are, they will soon be buried by the yellow sand. The broken guns, abandoned vehicles, smoking tanks, and the dead guys, in this wind, they will all be buried by the yellow sand, without exception.

Those battleship ratmen, those expensive and reckless fools, were also thrown into this war, but more as commanders and observers.

Such a cruel battlefield was somewhat hard for them to imagine.

Well, it’s hard to imagine that nowadays rat people can be called greenhouse flowers, but in fact, they are indeed worthy of such a title.

In amazement, I began to witness what real war was like.

Qi no longer counts on this group of expensive idiots. Perhaps the next generation of battleship ratmen will be more worth looking forward to.

Behind the front line, a market where gerbils and ratmen mixed together was established. All kinds of things were circulated in this market, including canned mushrooms, weapons, cloth, clothes, and some strange things.

The main service objects of this market are the rat officers who are sent to the front line. Of course, the conscripted gerbils will also come to this market to consume, but how to say it, their purchasing power is really not enough. Even a hundred gerbil warriors cannot match the purchasing power of a rat officer. So naturally, it is obvious who needs more effort to serve.

In a very short period of time, the market was filled with a large number of miscellaneous goods.

There is no need to doubt the initiative of a group of hungry intelligent creatures.

Dates, sweet roots, desert beetles, oasis whitebait, these are secondary. Currently, the most popular things in this market are still two things.

One is mushroom wine. Yes, these gerbil people started to make wine with mushrooms and sell it back to the rats. They used canned mushrooms obtained from the rats, plus some miscellaneous things. The craftsmanship cannot be guaranteed, and whether it is harmless cannot be guaranteed, but the rats don’t care too much. They have a high resistance to toxicity. Even if the wine goes bad, the worst that can happen is that their faces will get redder and their heads will be dizzy for a little longer. It’s no big deal.

These desert-flavored mushroom wines have become a staple product of this camp. Every day you can see a group of dizzy ratmen parading around in this market, amid the awe-inspiring expressions of many gerbils.

Of course, it’s not that no one has tried to target these masters, but anyway, anyone who dared to touch them was hung on the pillars at the entrance of the market, and this was done by the gerbil boys recruited by the ratmen.

They have great respect for their rat leaders, although most of the time, these guys just come to the battlefield to serve as telescopes.

But this does not affect the attitude of these sand rat boys towards the rats. It is as if they regard the rats as gods.

(End of this chapter)