Chapter 384, Those Distorted and Polluted by the Gods
“I must save this country, no matter what the cost.”
Today’s Sun City is still the same as it used to be. The huge ancient empire and humanity itself have reached a crumbling stage.
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On the day when the city was shattered, the resistance did not end completely. People who refused to admit defeat exchanged fire with the rat men in the ruins of the city and the complicated alleys.
But in fact nothing can be changed.
The rat people did not kill them. Even though countless rat people died outside this city and were buried casually, this area and the water source in this area were almost eternally polluted. The bitterness and fishy smell may not be eliminated for many years.
From the bodies buried on both sides.
The land is filled with corpses.
There are corpses there, there are skeletons there, and they were all soaked in blood.
But the Skaven didn't care, they didn't care about that.
The greedy gaze, wanton and undisguised, fell on each of the captives, on these sacrifices of both men and women, young and old, shouting with joy, waving their hands weapons.
One by one, the silent and fearful sacrifices were driven out from the ruins, defenses, and hiding corners, silently and with fear in this street filled with the smell of burning. Pace up and move forward slowly.
They may not know what they are facing, no, they should be prepared for it.
In the center of the city, where the sky-high tower collapsed, and on the messy ruins, the rat people built a high platform.
From a distance, the sound of panic and despair came.
The fear is even worse.
The fighting in the city has not yet completely ended, but none of this will hinder the holding of this grand sacrifice.
The rat priest on the altar, the rat priest standing on the high platform, the four rat warlords, and the temple guards.
They all looked very solemn at this moment.
Standing on this high platform, his scarlet eyes looked down at everything happening in front of him.
The gods have not responded for a long time.
But nothing.
The rat people are still offering victory and death to the gods, to the great gods.
In the ruins of the burning city, there were more corpses piled up, an incalculable number of corpses piled up.
Wriggling flesh and blood was born from it.
After a visit from a greedy guy.
Soon after, the mining team visited this piece of squirming flesh.
The mining equipment that breathes black steam is operating with roaring sounds, and pieces of green crystals are mined from the flesh. If your mental power and spiritual sense are stronger, you can even detect it at this time. That crystallized truth.
The trapped souls are wailing endlessly.
These will be used as nutrients to completely destroy the human empire.
In the Skaven Empire, the school of distortion that has not seen news for a long time, the school of distortion that was destroyed with the death of Longclaw, recently made a big news.
It’s hard to say whether it was created by the guys from the School of Distortion.
In the dark abyss, while mining the wriggling flesh, something unusual was discovered in the center of the flesh.
A dragon, a corpse that was twisted but never completely dead.
That clawed corpse.
He was exhumed from this pool of squirming flesh and blood after a lifetime of hard work.
The Skaven's research on aberrations and flesh came to a standstill for a long time after Longclaw died.
Now, with the re-exhumation of the body, things have taken a new turn.
Many ratmen are attracted by this amazing corpse, just like the long claws they once had.
I just don’t know if they will embark on a path similar to Long Claw again. After all, the power of the gods, the deformed and twisted part, still remains in this corpse and this dragon.
I don’t know if it will be a new one, but it feels like a familiar reincarnation.
After the sacrificial ceremony is over.
Qi stood on the high platform, witnessing the shouts of countless rat people in the audience, and listening to all this.
His expression did not change much, but his heart was agitated.
Yes, this is what he wants, this is what he craves.
Just like the old rat war.
The feeling of being high and above is so unforgettable.
But if possible, he would rather be the only one standing on the high platform at this moment.
Obviously, this guy, this despicable ratman is not just limited to wanting to become a powerful ratman warlord.
He wants more.
Just like the old rat war.
At this moment, Qi was hidden in the shadow caused by the flying flag behind him, and his eyes were terrifying.
But nothing surprising.
Many Skaven will show this expression at that specific moment, when they want to crave more no matter what.
Especially the rat warlords, they are often more straightforward and fanatical on this point.
Perhaps during the long war, their timidity and faith often slowly faded away, and they began to believe in themselves and the power in their hands.
I just don’t know when the next rat warlord who stands on the highest point will start to be dissatisfied with the most lofty god.
In the ruins of the city.
A warrior covered in blood roared helplessly.
Beside her, a young mage was doing something to her.
In the hazy blue light.
I could not resist falling into a deep sleep, accompanied by those murmuring words.
"I can't save you Annie, you have been invaded too deeply by mycelium. Only the teacher, only the teacher can save you, but it is not easy. I will probably never see you again. Promise me Annie, no matter what happens next, don’t give up, even for hatred.”
Those last words triggered the female warrior’s final response.
"Hate!"
After the words fell, she finally fell into a deep sleep. At this time, the young mage dared to take that cautious action and wiped away the blood on her face, revealing A young and beautiful face.
Leaned down and wanted to kiss, just on the forehead, but for a long time I didn't have the courage.
Suddenly there was a chaotic sound outside.
Several equally young mages broke in.
"Come on, those rat men have found this place!" The young mage stood up and handed the figure in his hand to his companions in front of him.
"Let's go, it's already a little late. Those guys are here, and someone must stop them!"
The companion in front of him wanted to say something else, but Glass A shattering sound sounded, and the rat people had broken into this dilapidated warehouse.
There is nothing more to say.
Lightning began to burst out from the young mage's body, the blue eyes on his forehead opened, and a blue gem was pressed hard into it.
Of course, the Nether-Eye Human Race can also use these soul gems. Even for the Nether-Eye Human Race mages, the method of use is simpler than that of the Rat Priests, and does not require any spells or formations. , magic lines.
After all, the Youyan tribe is a naturally magical race. As long as you open the eyes on your forehead, it is like having an external magic organ.
Blood slowly flowed down from his forehead.
Amidst the angry roar, terrifying lightning began to spread around the young mage.
Of course, this is an inefficient and dangerous way to use it.
The terrifying lightning drove back the rat team that broke into this place.
On the body of the young mage, faint blue lines appeared one after another.
In the peripheral vision, the figures of her companions and her were already far away.
A smile appeared on his face.
In fact, he had never spoken more than three sentences to her.
He just couldn't forget that day.
"Here, do you want apples? I picked them from Duke Dire's yard!"
That day was the first day that he, a down-and-out aristocratic young man, stepped onto the battlefield.
He was very fortunate that he seemed to have met his princess on the first day he stepped onto the battlefield.
In an angry roar.
His body began to expand until it finally exploded, creating a raging lightning storm.
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A year later, the rat people were only one step away from Sun City, the capital of mankind.
In this year, with the collapse of the Western Front battlefield and the collapse of the fronts in both directions, the Skaven marched in. Under such circumstances, the dignity that the Human Empire had originally maintained was exhausted in an instant. .
Only the last breath left.
And now, this last breath is about to be stepped on by the rat man and forcibly spit out.
The rat armies on the northern battlefield and the western battlefield successfully completed their rendezvous and arrived in front of the City of the Sun.
It’s not just that.
During the investigation of the rat assassins, the human tower above the academy was finally exposed to the sight of the rat people's top brass.
Can't blame the Skaven for neglecting the plateau.
As a place where the Rat War once failed, the environment here is really bad to a certain extent, and it’s not just the bad environment. Starting from the day when the tower fell, the never-ending The magic storm completely enveloped the top of the plateau.
This brings up a problem, that is, even though the area near this plateau is occupied by ratmen, no ratmen have carefully explored this plateau, and not many ratmen. The army was able to walk onto this plateau.
That terrifying magic storm is simply not something that an ordinary rat army can handle.
Finally, the final result after some discussion.
The temple guards will once again enter the battlefield.
They are going to clear out the last humans on that plateau.
Not only for sacrifice and merit, but also for occupying that high tower and such a high place.
While fighting this war, the rat people were also preparing to explore the stars.
Although they still have no idea how to ascend to the sky, it is not a big problem. The rat people are very optimistic. They feel that after destroying the Dark Eye human race, they will know how to ascend to the sky.
At this time, the plateau undoubtedly had good value.
So, after a long absence, the temple guards began to mobilize.
A large number of temple guards gathered at the foot of the towering and cold snowfield mountain. When they raised their heads, a spectacular vortex appeared at the top of the snowfield. The hazy seven-colored light circled and rotated. It was the whirlpool that had been there since the tower fell. There is no stopping the magic storm.
Before the rat people launched a general attack on Sun City.
The temple guards took the lead in marching towards the plateau.
This group of solemn, well-organized, and powerful guys were almost unaffected by the steep environment.
The entire climbing process was not greatly affected.
There are not many living things left on this icy plateau.
Except for the mages in the towers.
No, maybe calling it a mage is no longer appropriate. This tower that drives the advancement of the human empire, this tower that brings endless magic power, has a little problem. Considered the Tower of Disaster.
The mages stationed inside have not been rotated for five years.
Some terrible mutations have appeared in the bodies of these guys.
The violent magic storm brought out a terrifying roar, and tall anti-magic tower shields were lifted up. It only took a short time for the temple guards to defeat the violent magic storm. The eye of the storm appeared in the center of this icy plain, and the tall tower also stood here.
An incomprehensible picture appeared.
A sun, a dark red sun, appeared here, on top of the tower.
It bloomed and melted the ice and snow. In the center of the snowfield, grass even grew and bright flowers sprouted.
The captain of the temple guard who led the team paused at the edge of the eye of the storm, frowning at the strange scene in front of him.
Outside the tower, the figures of the heretical mages appeared. They were prostrate on the fresh green, kneeling before the dark red sun.
Just staring at it for a moment, unreasonable disgust, that indescribable disgust, filled my heart.
A sharp and loud roar appeared in this quiet place.
"Kill them, kill these damn things!"
With this angry roar, everything was alarmed.
The heretical mages raised their heads, and their terrifying appearance was finally fully revealed. There were no facial features on their faces, only a huge eye was left, and their bodies were shriveled. Like a mummy, it seems as if all nutrients are supplied to the huge eye on the head.
It’s not just that.
After seeing the intrusion of the Rat Man, these twisted things seemed to become angry. The huge eyes turned into pupils, and the soft and sharp necks began to stretch out, pulling the A huge eye thrust toward the sky.
At this moment, the red eyes were like a small, dark red sun.
Well, it seems that there is another thing on the field. The changes of these mages make people think about it.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with this association.
Because of the dark red sun hanging on the tower, it also opened its eyes at this moment.
(End of this chapter)