Chapter 79, Long Claw
Obviously, Long Claw didn’t care much about the resistance of the hanging rat-man in front of him.
The movements in his hands did not stop.
As the skin and flesh were cut open, the wriggling mass of flesh and blood was quickly buried into the body of the Hanged Rat Man, accompanied by the excited murmurs and drastic changes.
The flesh and blood began to swell, tiny crackling sounds appeared in the body, and the eyes were gradually dyed with scarlet color, struggling like a wild beast on the huge dark metal pillar.
The huge force even made a harsh sound when pulling on the restraining chains.
It is just a ball of flesh and blood, but it has created a powerful beast that is still constantly deforming, and the raw material is just a rat man.
But just doing this does not satisfy Long Claw.
The sharp short blade in his hand was easily poked out, and with just one blow, the beast in front of him was still deforming, without even taking a second look.
Turn around and leave.
This is not what he wants, this is not what he wants.
Immediately after he left, a group of trembling slave rats came out of the darkness and quickly removed the aberrant beast that had lost its life on the pillar. In the hurried movement, the aberrant beast was He quickly plunged into the beating metal heart.
The squirming flesh and blood in the heart instantly swallowed up the deformed beast. Soon after, a hollow face with an open mouth appeared on the flesh and blood, and began to rise and fall with the swelling of the flesh and blood.
The slave rats that ran out of the darkness also dispersed at this moment.
A voice that was suppressed but still getting increasingly violent began to echo in the abyss.
"It's almost! It's almost! It's almost!"
When this voice sounds, even hiding in the dark can't make these slave rats feel safe at all. Curl up.
Muffled prayers were carefully recited in the darkness. They were praying hard to the gods so that they would not be chosen next.
Soon after, the violent roars gradually subsided.
A slender rat-man assassin appeared in the unattended abyss deep underground. His appearance made Long Claws stop its crazy roar, pick up his wooden staff again, and let himself now More like a rat priest.
In the deal he made, he must also recognize his identity as a Skaven Priest.
He agreed to this in exchange for the fascinating black blood mushroom.
Once upon a time, there were not so many strange stories and horrors in the abyss not long ago. Many blast furnaces were built relying on blue gears. The hot molten iron represented the coming metal age.
Until the visit of the rat assassin, the rare black blood mushroom was delivered to the long-clawed hands, and he was deeply fascinated.
Also makes him crazy.
The hot metal was cast into huge pillars, and a large number of rat men were tied up. In experiments after experiments, countless flesh and blood-deformed creations were born in this dark abyss.
But Long Claw failed. Compared with the enlightenment brought by the craftsman's heart, compared with the broken but mature knowledge inside, the power of distorting life is shocking, but it is in a hazy state. among.
It is difficult to touch, so the long claws often hit the wall.
It’s just that Longclaw is not ready to let go. He was so paranoid that he never recognized his fate as a priest of Bigclaw.
Now of course he is not ready to give up on the more beautiful and powerful thing that appears in front of him.
But knowledge will not come because of your persistence. Countless attempts will only bring you balls of rotten meat and desperation.
He began to cast his sights on the gods.
The exquisiteness and complexity come from the patterns on the stone pillars of gods being engraved on the iron pillars.
He also began to pray to the gods crazily and devoutly.
Looking for guidance from the gods.
I don’t know if his prayers really had an effect, or if it was just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse.
His experiment made progress, and a ratman who fully withstood the power of the black blood mushroom was born. Although the aberrant power still destroyed the rat-man as a mindless beast, after all, it no longer turned into a ball of squirming flesh.
This breakthrough made him ecstatic, and he made a crazy move at the same time.
The huge mountain of flesh transformed by the spear rat was pushed into the heart of the craftsman who brought enlightenment with its long claws.
A twisted and beautiful heart was born.
It's very beautiful, at least that's what the long claws think. It's fascinating.
In that dazzling beauty, Longclaw gave up the enlightenment he had fought so hard to achieve.
Although what he didn't know was that some blue gears had been secretly taken away by the visiting rat assassins.
The white rat is indeed watching everything.
………….
In the lush forest.
When Du Yuan's unfriendly neighbor roared into the forest.
The lizard man next door is also planning a plan.
They were supposed to be silently licking their wounds in a great battle, but they began to hatch some extraordinary plans.
In that huge ancient city of Qiu, the current young king of the Wetland Kingdom, Huo with bright red scales, pointed at an area on the map in front of him and made a declaration in an unquestionable tone.
“We must win here!”
The loss of the left eye did not make Huo ugly and ferocious. On the contrary, it added a lot of maturity and maturity to the young hero. Fierce temperament.
Although on the day he successfully controlled the dragon beast, no one would treat this young hero as a child.
He is already a true king, although kings often do not have the right to keep their word.
At this time, the leaders of other races in the Wetland Kingdom were inevitably a little hesitant about his decision.
Because the area circled on the map is inside the lush forest, and the lush forest has long been occupied by ratmen.
Even though they won the last war, the tragic victory made them somewhat hesitant about counterattacking the Ratmen.
Even the kobold leader who suffered the least loss lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
Except for one dumb-headed young man, the leader of the swamp murlocs, the somewhat dumb guy agreed without hesitation.
"Okay!"
He was glared hard by the leader of the snakemen, but the leader of the swamp fishmen didn't care at all.
In order to avoid being harmed by this guy, the leader of the snake people could only act as a leader.
"King, can you delay it for a little longer! Our losses in the last war were too great, and many settlements and cities have not been rebuilt!"
Sincere words In his words, he wanted to exhort fire.
But Huo was very determined.
“It is precisely because our losses are too great that we can no longer experience such a cruel war!”
“But if this is the case, then why must we deal with this place? Launch an attack?"
"Because of iron!"
(End of this chapter)