From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 461: New Year in the gap between the subspace and the physical universe

The steam train slowly moved towards the ground with a creaking sound. The old miner became more excited. He held the ores tightly in his arms, as if he was holding his lover or his unborn child, his little miner.

There was a bit more cheering and excitement. In fact, this guy was not very old, not even more than one-third of the average life expectancy of today's ratmen. It was just that the work in the mine had almost exhausted his youth.

Although he looks very old, he is actually still young, although he probably won't live for many more years. But this is a very normal situation. Those guys who work in the mines basically don't have many memories of their fathers. Often when they are very young, their overly old father will pass away on an unpredictable day.

In fact, this situation cannot be entirely blamed on the work in the mines. The planet's harsh climate, the widespread alcoholism, and the large amount of lead and sugar added to food are to blame.

The rats' resistance had indeed reached an extremely exaggerated level, but at the same time, the amount they consumed was really too much.

If you dig up the graves of the dead ratmen miners, you will find that the bones of these guys are all black.

It’s not that there are no rat people who have pointed out the dangers of eating lead ore, but this issue has never been taken seriously by the rat people on the planet 3312.

This planet is not a very big one. There are a few scattered cities built around minerals, with a total permanent population of no more than 8 million and less than 10 million. The level of technology is low, and radios have become a rare good thing. There are no prosperous commercial ports, no transport ships coming and going, and not many other entertainment activities. In fact, there are only two months a year when the sun actually appears in the sky instead of being covered by black clouds.

What meets the eye is a dead white. This is a planet without any hope. After all the minerals that can be mined are exhausted, this planet will be abandoned.

In such a situation, how could these guys get rid of alcohol? They drink when they go down to the mines, drink to keep warm when they leave the mines, drink to relieve their sorrow when they lose their jobs, and they drink from birth to death. During this period, the black lead sugar will never leave the mottled iron cup that contains the wine.

Sweetness is a very rare taste. Logically, the rats should not lack sugar. After all, their greenhouse technology has been mature for a long time. However, the actual situation is not the case.

At least that's the case on Planet 3122. Without the ratmen merchants coming and going, and without the ratmen transport ships going back and forth, there's no need to imagine anything.

Poor quality mushroom wine without seasoning is very difficult to swallow and bitter, but the sweetness brought by lead sugar can neutralize the bitterness well.

The whole planet is filled with an indescribable desolation and bitterness, but surprisingly, not many ratmen choose to give up their lives. You know, even in the ratman city on the Fortress Star, the capital of the empire, there are quite a few ratmen who choose to end their own lives.

In the lower city, there is a scene called the early execution ground. Every morning, when you open your window, you can see the ratmen who hanged themselves swaying in the street.

The situation in the capital of the empire is like this, not to mention the planet 3312. But in fact, contrary to expectations, the number of liberated people on this planet is not that exaggerated, and is even extremely rare.

Why? Perhaps they never lived to see the day when they were truly desperate and wanted to die, and passed away peacefully.

Cheap mushroom wine with black lead sugar added, the quietness of death, the dead despair.

If we keep drinking this kind of wine, it is no wonder that this planet will be targeted by the evil god of the subspace.

The steam train was about to arrive at the station. It rushed out of the dark mine, carrying the old miner back to the surface with a grunting sound. Unable to wait any longer, he jumped directly from the running steam train, and then ran towards his home, stumbling step by step.

In the white steam, this old-looking guy ran step by step in the thick snow, leaving a series of footprints.

In the shantytown, a Judgement Knight discovered a hiding contaminated person, a pregnant female ratman. Without showing any mercy, he coldly raised the Sweeper flamethrower in his hand.

Hot flames spurted out.

A desperate wailing sound was heard, which made the Knight of Judgment pause for a moment, but it was only a moment's pause. Just as he was about to take a step forward, he heard a crisp sound, which was the sound of glass breaking. He stepped on something, and moved his foot. Under his feet was a photo, a broken photo.

For some reason, the Knight of Judgment picked up the photo.

Brushing away the broken glass and black ashes, a picture appeared before him: a young rat man with a bright smile and a rat girl with a gentle smile and leaning on the young rat man.

Such a photo made him stop in his tracks completely.

In that distant and vague memory, he seemed to have once had such a family, until the invading subspace monster destroyed everything.

I put the photo away carefully.

The voices of teammates rang out during the communication.

"4786, don't stop, everything is for the great Rat Emperor, for the Rat Empire!"

The Knight of Judgment responded immediately with numb and calm words.

"Got it. Everything is for the great Rat Emperor. Everything is for the Rat Empire!"

Holding the sweeper in his hand again, the scorching flames raged on every inch of land in this area. They were going to clean up all possible infected people.

Another scream sounded.

A numb muttering came from the heavy power armor.

"This is for more Nezumi."

Lao Kuangao finally returned home, but now there was nothing left of his home but a ruin surrounded by flames.

He fell to his knees in despair. The increasingly faint voice suddenly became excited.

"Go, go, go and see the person you want to see, and then be completely desperate!"

The low murmur in the ear was filled with incomparable excitement. After all, it had been preparing for such a scene for a long time. Along the way, Lao Kuanggao had seen a lot of discordant things.

The destroyed cities, collapsed buildings, rising flames, and the corpses of the ratmen that were dragged together, but all of these were ignored in its power.

This poor guy was like a puppet, being pulled forward until he came to this slum area and saw his home set on fire and everything reduced to ruins. In order to achieve this effect, he spent a lot of effort and drew all the power from the anchor point in the mine.

Of course, it must have a purpose for doing this. It wants to watch a good show. It wants to descend on this planet. It wants to devour the despair and fear on this planet. It wants to become a god, a real god.

It was close to what it wanted, very close, and it was finding it increasingly difficult to suppress itself. The soft murmur at this moment slowly began to twist into a mixture of whispers, harsh roars, howls, and shouts.

These spirits of the Warp, or these greedy guys who want to capture all desires and emotions, their paths are often extremely smooth at the beginning, but become more and more difficult as time goes on.

It's fair. It's impossible to say that you can take all the benefits. You want to be a god of desire, you want to devour all emotions. Of course, there is no problem with this, but what is the price? What is the price? The price is that you will also be eroded by these complicated desires, you will be overwhelmed by these many thoughts, you will become confused, and you will become crazy.

You want everything, but you may not get everything.

And this is just a small problem that you will encounter when making such a choice. Now, the biggest problem is that this path, as a spread path, has a source and a starting point. If you want to occupy it all, then you have to face that source and that starting point. This is a necessary step for those who choose to take all the paths to become gods.

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Such an action is not particularly wise. Perhaps we should ask more directly why someone has the courage to do so.
But obviously, not all guys know about this. In this era, generally speaking, there are more guys who choose to have it all. This is Du Yuan's negligence, but it is not surprising that such a problem occurs. After all, this is the first time that Du Yuan becomes an original god. He hopes that when those dissatisfied guys who choose to have it all explode in front of him one after another like firecrackers when they become gods, he hopes that he can appear calmer at this time.

It's almost time, this day is coming soon. The intelligent races in the physical universe are becoming more and more prosperous. Many desires and thoughts are filling the subspace. The first gods of desire who set foot on this path and reaped the benefits are about to complete their accumulation. It won't be long before it will be as lively as the Chinese New Year. One after another, the true gods of desire who want everything are attracted to the gap between the physical universe and the subspace and see Du Yuan, the true original god.

Like firecrackers exploding one after another, the scene must have been extremely spectacular, just like the New Year.

By the way, perhaps this guy hovering on the planet 3312 at this moment is also inevitably exploded in this way. It can only be said that greedy guys will always die from greed.

The old miner who was kneeling on the ground suddenly raised his head and began to mutter to himself.

"Yes! Yes! Maybe she's fine. No! No! She must be fine!"

Muttering to himself, he ran madly towards the sea of ​​fire in front of him. Perhaps he was really lucky, or perhaps there was something interfering in the dark. In the end, he successfully crossed the dangerous and still burning flames and successfully arrived in front of his home, his former home.

Now, her home has completely turned into ruins, and the fire has just been extinguished in the ruins.

He was unwilling to give up, and called out the name like crazy, expecting a response, but all he got in return was cold and dead silence.

He was unwilling to give up and accept this reality. He was running around like a madman in the ruins like a headless fly. While running wildly, he was tripped by a piece of building debris and fell heavily on the charred ground. His arm was bleeding and a huge cut was made on it, and blood was flowing out.

But he ignored it. He found it, he found it.

In the ruins in front of him, a familiar figure curled up in the cellar where a ray of light came in. For a moment, he didn't know where he got more strength from, and he crawled up.

His hands were scratching at the building debris that was blocking the cellar.

Did not forget to shout.

"Don't be afraid, I'm coming, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm coming!"

He lifted and pushed the piece of building debris with great effort, then crawled into the tunnel in front of him. However, she was no longer in sight, but only a charred, cold corpse.

He fell to his knees on the ground in despair, tears began to gush out madly, with snot running down his face. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't. He just opened his mouth wide and his chest kept rising and falling, like a silent cry.

Why, why, why! He had brought it back, they would soon have enough money, and their child would be born soon.

He knelt on the ground powerlessly, dazed, desperate, and numb, just like that.

Blood was constantly flowing from his arms, but he ignored it and let it flow. He also threw away the bag of lead ore that he had dug with great effort and just knelt there, motionless.

It was at this time that a burst of heavy footsteps sounded, one step after another, one step after another.

This heavy sound was so hard to ignore, and it was so dazzling in the silent environment at this moment. The desperate old miner raised his head and looked up. A tall figure appeared at the entrance of the cellar, looking down at him.

It was a tall figure, holding an unrecognizable weapon in his hand and wearing heavy armor with all kinds of exquisite patterns engraved on the surface of the armor, and also, there were those cold red eyes.

The two looked at each other for a brief moment, and then the tall figure pulled the trigger in his hand towards the old miner, and a hot flame spurted out towards the old miner.

At this moment, such a thought flashed through the numb old mine worker's mind.

"It's you."

(End of this chapter)