From Skaven to God-King of War

The war was over, and both sides began to lick each other's wounds.

Only a turmoil revealed traces.

The Desolate Mountains, thousands of miles away, were closely related to everything that happened on this battlefield.

A piece of news flashed across the sky of the Rat Empire like lightning.

The white rat was dying, and its life was about to reach the end, becoming weaker day by day.

Undoubtedly, this would change a lot of things, and a lot of things had to be weighed.

This happened very suddenly, no, maybe not so suddenly, but all the rats were not really prepared for this day.

For a while, it was as if the sky was about to fall.

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The temple guards were always well-informed, and everything that happened in the Desolate Mountains must have been the first to flow to the temple guards.

In the temple in front of the Prairie City.

In the corner of the solemn temple, a rat man sat.

The rat man sitting here was not an unknown person, and an unknown person was not qualified to stay in this sacred temple for a long time.

Perhaps the news was too shocking, or perhaps he simply didn't know how to respond.

He didn't move for a while.

After all, would the figure that had been looking down on everything for a long time also die?

His claws trembled a little more, and the thing in his hand was put down. He came to his senses in a trance, but he immediately fell into a long period of thinking.

The thing he put down didn't seem simple.

A rough piece of paper?

Yes, it was a piece of paper, a yellowed paper, not delicate enough, the rough texture was clearly visible, and there was a thin layer of powder on the surface of the paper.

It seemed more like a dried mushroom than paper.

But this is not important. What is important is the pattern drawn on this extremely rough paper.

Each simple pattern can observe the existence of a certain law.

It's like a text that has not been perfected.

It's just a pity that there are not many of these simple patterns, and they don't even fill up this rough paper. This work has not been completely completed, but just started, but it was suspended.

The figure in front of the stone table came back to his senses after a long period of thinking.

Many things will be accelerated, and he doesn't know what the final result will be.

Before the sun really sets, no matter how you think, the night always seems to be a little vague.

But there is no doubt that chaos and war are about to begin.

Throwing aside the simple paper in his hand, he came to some orderly arranged stone slabs.

Sheng Qi, Ratman Priest, Ratman Assassin, the stone slabs representing each component of the Ratman Empire were arranged on the table in front of him.

In the exquisite craftsmanship of the Ratman craftsmen who engraved the stone slabs, it is not difficult to judge who the two stone slabs in the second row represent.

Temple Guard and Rat War.

The sharp claws paused for a long time on the stone slab representing Rat War, bumping again and again, bringing out the sharp and harsh friction sound.

The friction sound was not taken seriously, but the sight was a little erratic until a decision was made.

This time, the sight fell on the highest stone slab.

There was an inexplicable and difficult to identify emotion in the tone, as well as a hint of sadness.

"Great High Priest! My great father!"

In the Black Fortress, the temple guards temporarily stopped building the avenue and stopped pouring steel on the avenue.

Everything has been so calm here recently.

Maybe they are preparing for war.

But who else can start a war here, the opponent of the ratmen, except for the noble coalition forces hiding in the fortress?

Just because they can be regarded as a threat, do we need to make preparations?

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The turmoil in the rat kingdom eventually affected everything.

Rat War, who was angry because of the loss of the war, did not find that the rat transport ships coming and going had become increasingly sparse.

He didn't take it too seriously. He knew the rat priests very well. He could still provide a steady stream of sacrifices, which were things that those greedy guys couldn't refuse.

Do they have any reason to give up themselves? Do they have any reason to give up the blood mushrooms?

No reason, no reason.

Rat War overturned his table in the tent. His anger was far beyond that. Many ratmen were hung high.

Those self-righteous guys.

They dangled on the poles, especially the rat priests. The rat priests were the most hanged ratmen.

These guys faced Rat War's anger directly, and Rat War didn't need any reason to target them.

Oh, and there was also a bright shield, as a trophy, as a holy weapon of the heretic god, which was hung high to show all the ratmen in this long camp.

The temporary defeat was not taken seriously by Rat War, nor by the ratmen in the Eastern Expeditionary Force.

For Rat War, no matter how many lowly guys died, it was not worth paying more attention.

And for the ratmen, the flag flying in this camp belonged to their commander-in-chief, that was Rat War's flag.

What else is there to worry about?

The war will continue soon.

Even though the deaths of those lowly guys were nothing, there was actually a problem within the Eastern Expeditionary Force at this time.

The Ratman Supervisory Team suffered great losses.

Even though they were attacked by the fleeing rats, they did not lose too many members, but the bad thing was that these stupid guys were too inflexible.

After the fleeing guys fled frantically, they became the ones who stayed behind, and these stupid guys continued to move forward at that time. The Ratman Supervisory Team had a wave of collisions with the Holy War Army after the hard battle.

Until Rat War waved the flag and announced the retreat.

The losses of the deep-going supervisory team almost occurred at this time, and almost half of them were lost. ‘

With a hidden danger, the number of supervisory teams determines the lower limit of the combat effectiveness of the rat warriors. At this time, compared with the rat warriors in the Eastern Expeditionary Force, the scale of the supervisory team is a bit small.

This seems to be a not very big hidden danger.

The rat priests can also play the same role as the supervisory teams, although these guys are not reliable.

Rat War did not pay attention to this problem, or even if he paid attention, it would be difficult to solve.

The reinforcement of the Ratman Supervisory Team, those suitable guys, those stupid Ratman reinforcements, now rely on the Ratman caravans that have arrived across the ocean.

No longer deployed like before.

He also had to admit that this matter was not completely under his control now.

Relying on those damned Ratman priests temporarily became a helpless choice.