Warhammer 40 A New Hope

It was also because of this that he transformed himself from one of the countless bewildered low-level ratmen to the ruler of his rat community - a team of probably several hundred ratmen, and this number was still decreasing for various reasons.

The panic caused by the fall of the Skaven City still remained in this team. From time to time, some ratmen left the main force and disappeared deep underground or in the wilderness, and then became corpses that were discovered a few days later.

The entire Skaven race had completely lost hope because of the previous war, and their complete extinction was only a matter of time. But sadly, most of the low-level Skaven did not understand this at all - the leadership-class Skaven with management skills and long-term vision were basically wiped out.

The same was true for this lucky ratman. He knew that the situation of the ratman was not good, but then? Instead of thinking about these problems, it would be better to think about whether to send the slave rat to the table if he couldn't find food tomorrow.

One night, tightly holding his few "treasures", the Gray Prophet fell into a deep sleep, and then he heard a voice again in his dream, the voice that transformed him to this point.

[Find the big bell... Ring it, we still have a chance...]

The desert became empty because of the departure of the Tomb King. There was a dry and twisted tree, and a big bell with a little green light and rust hung on it.

[Ring it~]

Curved horns, protruding incisors, skinny body...

The pseudo-Grey Prophet struggled to wake up from his sleep. He looked around and saw the 'elite' ratmen warriors he had chosen dozing off with their tattered weapons. In the darkness, there was a rustling sound that sounded like some small animal.

[Find it, and you will become a new member of the Council of Thirteen~]

"The Council of Ten...Thirteen!" it repeated in the unfamiliar Common Tongue. "Yes! Yes! I will find it! I will ring it!"

"All for... the Horned Rat!"

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A small group of Khorne demons suddenly appeared and launched an unorganized raid on the Order side who were conducting identification and discussion. The result was naturally self-evident.

[The Great Whirlpool] still exists, and has been improved by dozens of Lizardman magic toad priests, making its effect more significant and able to adapt to more situations.

Some Vampires were banished back into the Warp before they even saw their enemies, while those Khorne Daemons who managed to make contact with the Lizardmen forces suffered devastating blows.

With their gods sealed and suppressed by the [Maelstrom], these demons are no match for the upgraded Lizardmen soldiers.

The giant lizards wearing power gloves can break the flaming giant swords in the hands of these bloodletting vampires with one punch, and directly scatter these demons with the remaining power; the groups of Lingxi holding laser rifles make the bloodletting vampires unable to raise their heads; the giant dinosaurs that are like mobile armed platforms are even more difficult for these demons to cross.

The raid was handled with great speed as Titus cut the last bloodletter in two, but the trouble was just beginning.

"You have seen your bravery and your hatred for the enemies of Chaos." Durthu, one of the three elders of the tree people, walked to Titus with amber giant sword in hand. "But we have also heard their voices..."

"They are chanting your name. They are calling you the Chosen of Khorne."

"why?"

Durthu's questioning once again pointed the finger at Titus. Just as he said, Titus did lead the team to personally annihilate these Khorne demons. Even though the other party shouted his name, he showed no mercy.

It is not uncommon for Khorne believers and demons to fight each other - I worship you, but I also want to cut off your head and replace you. This kind of thing is not uncommon. His decisiveness in killing these brainless Khorne demons cannot be a reason for everyone to believe in him.

"We shouldn't waste time on this kind of thing." The chair where Master Mazdamuddin's controller sat floated over and said, "Chaos has really made a comeback, and we need to figure out their purpose."

"Master Mazdamuddi, your contribution to this world is obvious to all. You and your race deserve respect from all races still living in the medieval world..."

"Chaos is the enemy of all order races. We should unite to fight them, but..."

"We need to ensure that no one will stab us in the back!"

Doubts, as always, just after Titus repelled the orcs and the demon prince and saved an entire planet, the Inquisitor and the new recruit who came over questioned him in this way.

Questioning his loyalty, questioning his purity, questioning whether he is still himself...

It is a fact that Khorne favors him. As long as he is willing to throw himself into the arms of Khorne, he will immediately become another general under Khorne.

There has always been a lot of doubts like this, and he has almost gotten used to it...

"I don't need you to trust me," Titus said. "Since you are worried that I will stab you in the back, then we will go alone and drive all these dregs of Chaos back to the Warp!"

"You can doubt my motives and my loyalty. You can also use orbital bombardment to reduce me and my enemies to ashes when you feel something is wrong!"

"I am loyal to the Empire!"

“It was so in the past, it is so now, and it will be so in the future!”

437. Two-pronged approach

The Lizardmen troops patrolling the Kislev Icefields detected the breath of Chaos, and during further investigation, they were blocked by the Tzeentch demons.

Judging from the large number of Norscan corpses that were discovered, the target of these Tzeentch demons that entered from the outside world through sacrifice should be the Chaos Wastes, where the Warp rift was closed only a few years ago.

Although the Chaos Rift that once affected the stability of the entire medieval world has been closed, it is still, and will remain for a long time in the future, a weak point between the real world and the Warp. It is more likely for Warp creatures to emerge here than in other places, and it is also one of the areas less affected by the Great Vortex.

Tzeentch's purpose seems self-evident. They want to tear open the Warp rift again, so that Chaos can have the opportunity to interfere with the medieval world again.

Having said that, there is still something wrong.

In order to get Zhang Yi, the Four Gods launched a war that affected the entire medieval world, and then sacrificed almost all the Chaos soldiers to send Zhang Yi to the subspace.

This means that the power of chaos almost no longer exists in the subspace of this world. Even if they really tear open the subspace rift again, under normal circumstances, the situation that happened in the past where the entire area was turned into a wasteland by the power of chaos would not happen.

Moreover, the Lizardmen paid great attention to the defense forces near the two-level portals. Under the suppression of the [Great Vortex], it was very difficult for these Tzeentch demon troops who had been discovered to break through the Lizardmen's defense line near the portal in the northern Chaos Wasteland.

But even if there were these things wrong, the Lizardmen would not just watch the enemy attack their defenses.

Titus took a transport plane to intercept first, and the nearby Lizardman troops also rushed towards the discovered Tzeentch demon troops.

At the same time, on the other side, the unnoticed Skaven were also moving towards their target.

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The Thunderhawk gunship with the [Ultramarines] logo was attacked by a large number of Tzeentch's Screaming Sharks in the air. Blue magic spheres and sharp teeth kept attacking them.

call out--!

At this moment, a rocket was fired from the ground and passed through the Thunder Eagle gunboat they were riding on, followed by various anti-aircraft fire attacks.

"It's Chaos Space Marines!" said a Space Marine from Titus Squadron. "There are too many of them. We can't move on!"

"Get everyone ready and put on their jump packs," Titus ordered. "Let's go down!"

The Thunderhawk gunship began to gain altitude, large clouds of electronic smoke were sprayed out, and then several Space Marines from the Extreme Regiment jumped down from the air.

The electronic smoke affected the electronic sights of the enemy's weapons, and the extremely high-speed descent also made visual aiming difficult.

boom--!

Like a meteorite falling to the ground, Titus, wearing a jumping backpack, landed on the ground first. The huge impact force directly created a big hole in the ground, and then the electronic smoke floating down from the sky enveloped it.

"For the Empire! For the Five Hundred Worlds!"

With a battle cry, Titus, holding a chainsword, rushed into the dense smoke and directly cut the Tzeentch Chaos in front of him into two. At this time, the sound of grenade launcher firing came from behind him.

Bang bang bang－－!

Unlike the Chaos Demons that had their energy drained by the Maelstrom and were in a weakened state, Titus and his men were in full health and were ready to annihilate these scum of Chaos.

"Stop them!"

A Tzeentch interstellar squad not far away launched an attack on the Titus squad that had landed. At the same time, a large number of Tzeentch blue terrors also threw blue magic fireballs at them.

Boom boom boom--!

Squeak--click!

The fierce attack overloaded the shields of Titus and others almost instantly, but this also bought them enough time.

The returning Thunderhawk gunship swooped down from the sky and launched an air strike on the clustered blue Tzeentch monsters, clearing the area in almost an instant.

Titus and his men launched a charge towards the enemy Space Marines the moment the enemy's firepower decreased.

The blue Chaos Hounds and Chaos Eggs tried to stop the aggressive Titus and his men, but in the face of the opponent's powerful combat power, they could only delay their speed.

A sphere of blue plasma shot out and directly hit a Tzeentchian Space Marine in the front, melting the armor and flesh on his chest.

Facing the enemy's firepower, Titus rushed to the front of the enemy's formation and collided with a Tzeentch Space Marine holding a metal staff.

DUANG!

squeak--!

The high-speed rotating chainsaw sword splashed a large amount of sparks. Titus was clearly more advantageous in the first round of melee combat, and the chainsaw sword in his hand was gradually pressed down.

But at this moment, blue electric light appeared in the enemy's hands.

Psychic lightning!

The close-range psychic attack made it impossible for Titus to dodge. Electric lights appeared on his body and his movements gradually became stiff.

But this situation only lasted for a moment. The next moment, Titus grasped the hilt of the chainsaw with both hands, exerted force suddenly, split the weapon in the enemy's hand into two, and then stabbed it into his chest.

Tear--!

A large amount of flesh and blood was brought out along with the high-speed rotating chainsaw, and the enemy Space Marine was then pressed to the ground by Titus.

The rest of the team followed his lead at this time and annihilated the remaining Tzeentch Space Marines, while the Thunderhawk gunships in the air also provided bombing support to the ground from time to time.

The nearby Lizardman Squad also arrived shortly afterwards, and the interception team was quickly wiped out.

Judging from the current situation, Tzeentch should want to do something about the weak points of the Chaos Wasteland, but this is too normal. Although failure is a common occurrence in Tzeentch's plan, it is normal that he did not expect the Lizardmen to strengthen the [Great Vortex] and thus fail.

However, this way of overturning was too simple. The demons of Tzeentch were not stupid. How could they be unprepared for this?

As if Titus's thoughts were fulfilled, sickening bell sounds rang out at this moment.

At the same time, a voice mixed with fear and anger was captured by Titus.

【What did you do? ! 】

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Deserts, a forbidden zone for most creatures

Unless it is a creature that lives here for a long time, it will definitely be burned by the sun that seems to never set and feel thirsty due to the lack of water.

The same is true for the ratmen. Although some of them live in desert areas, they often live underground, and when they need to cross the desert, they often make sufficient preparations - stepping into the desert without any preparation, except for a few exceptions, is almost the same as seeking death.

But now, there is such a small group of ratmen advancing in the desert with almost no preparation.

They have suffered serious casualties, and many ratmen have been lost in the desert, or have fallen and become vultures in the sky or food and water in their own mouths.

The Grey Prophet who heard the 'summoning' was in good condition now. With his mediocre spellcasting ability, he could always snatch parts of the fallen corpses from the hands of the lower-level ratmen.

Even so, their situation is not optimistic now. More and more ratmen are falling or missing, and his target is still nowhere to be seen.

The scorching sun hanging high above our heads is burning everything, the sand under our feet is extremely hot, and a large number of vultures in the sky are waiting for their next meal.

At this time, a group of desert jackals launched a surprise attack, knocked several slave rats to the ground and bit their necks.

The already extremely low morale of the ratmen team immediately fell into chaos, and the remaining ratmen began to flee in panic. Even the loud shouting and maintenance of order by the false Grey Prophet was of no avail. Their chaos made the jackals attacking them even more excited.

Finally, the Gray Prophet also joined the escape, but before he could run a few steps, a massive sandstorm engulfed him.

The whistling wind and flying sand made him lose his sense of direction. He could only lower his head and run around like a headless fly.

After running for an unknown amount of time, he finally emerged from a sudden sandstorm and fell headfirst to the ground.

The pseudo-Grey Prophet, who had almost exhausted all his strength, raised his head with difficulty, and then he saw... a rugged giant tree, and a rusty bell hanging on it that was emitting green light.

"I found it! I found it!"

Although extremely exhausted, the ratman still stood up, rushed madly to the giant tree, and found a rope that could shake the giant bell.

"I will become a hero of the Rat People! I will become a member of the new Council of Thirteen! I will make the entire Rat People glorious again!"

clang--!

clang--!

clang--!

With insane joy, this possibly last Grey Prophet of the Rat pulled the rope, and the bell rang and spread.

The aura symbolizing the power of the Horned Rat appeared, the real space was distorted, and a huge figure emerged from it.

Then, the terrified and angry voice sounded.

【What did you do? ! 】

438. Extinction of the Skaven

The Horned Rat, god of the Skaven.

This evil god was once one of the reasons for the possible destruction of the medieval world. He once wanted to weaken the [Maelstrom] with a fake [Double-tailed Comet], thereby triggering a melee among other races.

All these battles will provide strength for his coming - when the bell rings thirteen times, the Horned Rat will control the huge energy of the Great Vortex, and at that time, the entire mortal world will belong to the Skaven.