Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Watching the ratmen swarming out.

The adjutant who had been disdainful just now, who thought the Ratman could be killed with a snap of his fingers, turned pale.

He didn't expect that these damn ratmen would attack their defense line in this way.

Those heavy steam machines rely on the steam pipes connected to them to provide power.

After falling into the deep pit, the heavy machinery crushed the steam pipes, paralyzing them.

Udi was not surprised by this.

Ratmen are a vile and cunning race.

Without the protection of the Holy Emperor, they would have no way of fighting these hideous creatures.

The ratmen were able to build such a vast kingdom underground.

Rely on their excellent burrowing ability.

Realizing that the ground cannot be broken through, it is not a surprise to use one's talent to open up the situation.

The foul-smelling ratmen poured howling from the sunken opening.

The bottom of the steam machinery collapsed continuously, causing those heavy machinery to lose their support and fall down.

Puffs of high-temperature white steam came out of the broken steam pipe.

Some ratmen were sprayed by the high-temperature and high-pressure steam, making shrill screams.

The hot steam didn't stop them for long, though.

The dead slave rats soon flooded the steam pipes, holding everything down.

Other skaven crawled over the dead body and attacked the humans.

The soldiers standing at the front were overwhelmed by the tide of rats. They only had time to utter a few screams, but there was no more movement.

"Switch weapons, we have to fight a melee." Udi patted the adjutant's shoulder armor, grabbed the two-handed sword and rushed up, rushing towards the black tide of Skaven.

He stared at a mutated rat man.

That monster was very huge, and the deformed head could no longer be seen to be similar to the Ratman.

With a huge body, Udi stood in front of the opponent, like a child who didn't grow up.

The monster's shoulders were as broad as Udi's height.

The muscular arms are so long that they almost touch the ground.

Its hands have twisted, sharp claws.

Able to tear apart iron-forged armor with ease.

The thin, dirty fur sprouted large boils filled with thick water.

The bald, hairless tail was embedded with a sharp, hiltless dagger with poor stitching techniques.

The scarlet eyes stared straight at Udi, full of mad and bestial hatred and anger.

It roared and rushed towards Udi.

The pink, warty tongue sticks out of the air, making it nauseating and nauseating.

The sharp teeth are each as long as a dagger.

The foul-smelling saliva dripped from the mouth, and the smell mixed with the monster's own stench made people sick to the stomach.

Even wearing a filter respirator, Udi can still feel the stench moving in his nasal cavity.

Udi blocked the opponent's first blow.

The claws of the rat man monster and his long sword shot out a series of sparks as they collided.

The impact of the two made him feel his hands shaking.

That guy's strength was so powerful that he had the illusion that his own hands were about to be destroyed.

The only good news is that that guy's reaction speed is not as fast as his.

Seizing the opportunity, Udi pierced the opponent's flank with a sword.

All the long sword in his hand sank into the monster's body.

When he was howling in pain, he swiped the long sword in his hand, and all his intestines flowed out all at once.

Howling in pain, the monster waved its claws in despair.

In order to avoid being hurt, Udi took a few steps back.

The monster staggered back, looking down at the scarlet guts.

He reached out to stuff it back into his stomach and left.

Udi jumped up, raised the sword in his hand, and beheaded the opponent directly.

The huge corpse fell to the ground with a dull sound.

"Holy light, blessed by the omniscient and omnipotent emperor of the empire." Udi looked at the corpse of the monster, prayed in a low voice, and rushed up again with his sword, choosing other targets to hunt and kill.

Ratmen swarmed from the ground like a tide, endlessly.

The guys were all skinny, malnourished, and frantic looking like hungry wolves on a winter's day.

Their weapons are rusted and dented, and their scabbed fur is covered with dirty rags.

Those eyes had a malevolent gleam.

Obviously, they are slave rats used as cannon fodder.

These guys are cheap and grow fast, and they are the best cannon fodder for the Skaven Empire.

Human soldiers, aware of the changing situation, also abandoned their long-range weapons and drew their swords or battle axes.

The tunnel echoed with the sound of blades breaking bones and the sound of the Ratman dying.

Udi took a deep breath, and then buried himself in the rat tide.

The cold and sharp blade pierced the ratman's body easily.

effortlessly through them,

One swipe can cut the Rat Man's body in two.

Udi let his killing instincts overwhelm him.

He cut off the weapon in the hand of a slave mouse who tried to sneak up on him with one sword, and cut into the opponent's throat with one sword.

After finishing one enemy, he kicked another skaven away.

He swung his sword to block the enemy's blow, and then slashed down with all his strength, splitting the opponent's skull.

Udi has no fear, only killing and the obsession with victory in his heart.

After avoiding the attack of a strong storm rat.

Udi kicked the opponent's knee, and his iron boots directly broke the opponent's bone.

The Rat Man fell to the ground, howling in pain.

Udi stepped up, stabbed the opponent with a sword, and cut the guy open, avoiding the gushing blood.

Not long after, a pile of ratman corpses fell under his feet.

So did the other human soldiers.

Beside them were all the dead Skavens.

Human weapons are far sharper and harder than those of the Skaven.

Their weapons and armor can be cut and pierced with ease.

Every human soldier was like chopping melons and vegetables, hacking to death dozens of times more ratmen with ease.

A group of tall men appeared at the entrance of the tunnel, wearing black armor that was far better than other Ratmen, and holding a coat of arms engraved with the image of a horned rat. They looked like regular troops of the Ratmen.

After they screamed, they rushed towards Udi and the others.

Rats armed with maces and flamethrowers charged after them.

Green flames shot out from the muzzle of the dimensional gun held by the fire-breathing mouse behind them.

That is the rat man mage who mastered the inferior dimensional magic also waved the scepter, releasing the green thunder.

Several soldiers whose armor was broken and whose runes were blurred died screaming.

Armor that lost its magic immunity melted in the flames and thunder.

Dimensional fire and sorcery set their flesh on fire.

Those guys quickly turned into skeletons, and then turned into wind-blown dust in the blink of an eye.

Not even a whole body could be found.

Udi was fearless.

The symbols on the rune armor on his body are still intact.

When the dimensional flame and the thunder released by the rat man mage touched the armor.

Those runes emit a faint radiance.

Blocked the terrible flames and the mage's thunder.

He raised his sword and killed it.

Skaven soldiers in black armor tried to stop him.

But he was knocked down like chopping melons and vegetables.

He chopped up the skaven carrying the warp flamethrower, letting them die in an explosion and spontaneous combustion.

That was when the Ratman mage was in close combat, and his performance was even worse.

Udi can kill several weak ratman mages with a single blow.

The rat people around him died one after another.

Their fragile bodies were pierced and severed by Udi.

More skaven came up to fill the void left by the fallen skaven.

They replenish so quickly.

Udi slaughters his enemies like a tireless machine.

Around him, there are scattered flesh and blood remains everywhere.

His armor was also smeared with blood, completely changing its color.

Cannon fire and gunfire rang out.

The Rippers plodded into the wide tunnels of the unfinished keep, supporting the battered defenses.

The huge exhaust pipe on the back of the Ripper whistled sharply, and billows of steam and black smoke were released from it.

In the deafening gunfire, each blow knocked down all the ratmen in front of it.

The marbles ejected from the muzzle of the huge gun formed a killing net, punching blood holes in the ratmen within the range.

The high-speed rotating circular sawtooth is like a sickle, harvesting patches of weeds.

Minced meat flew and blood spattered.

In just a few seconds, the elite ratmen who launched the charge fell down in pieces and turned into pieces of meat at an extremely fast speed.

Those war wheels that had just been rolled out were also crushed.

The skaven trolls had no advantage against the Ripper and were easily slain.

The efficient massacre made these ratmen no longer have the courage, and when the bell rang again, they fled in a panic.

Udi stabbed his sharp sword into the body of a slave rat, and cut its body apart amidst the other's screams.

Raising his head, the Ratman had dragged the dead body back into the dark tunnel.

The eerie screams also slowly faded away.

But those guys didn't leave.

If you walk into the dark tunnel, you can still hear the sound of those ratmen chewing on the corpse.

Fatigue crept into Udi's body.

The battle didn't last long, but it was very intense and exhausted his physical strength.

Looking around, there are bloody scenes everywhere.

The pungent smell of blood temporarily covered up the stench.

"Sir." Udi's adjutant came over.

His condition didn't look very good either.

The crimson blood stained his armor red.

There was also a wound on the shoulder, and blood was flowing.

"Don't be so careless next time." Udi said: "Those mice are very cunning. If you can find the underground cavity in advance, maybe we won't have this melee battle."

The adjutant, wearing an air-filtering mask, looked ashamed.

The countless defeats of the Ratman in front made him think that this race was nothing more than that.

Little did he know that those cunning skaven soon made him realize the price of arrogance.

The collapse of the defensive line is not a big deal.

Dax has enough strength in his hands to retake the defense.

However, the hat of incompetence will definitely fall on them.

"It's okay." Udi didn't want to criticize the other party, but just hoped that the other party could pay attention, "But you have to remember that we are not only fighting for ourselves, if we can solve the rat man, it will benefit the entire human race."

The adjutant nodded.

Udi asked him to go to a military doctor for treatment before preparing for the next work.

Fisher jumped off a Ripper and walked up to Udi.

"Are you OK."

"It's okay, those ratmen can't take my life." Udi laughed.

Fisher nodded and looked at the steam machine that fell into the deep pit.

"Those guys are really cunning."

"They wouldn't be gutter rats if they weren't cunning."

Workers rushed over from the fort.

They held various tools and used steam engineering machines to carry materials to repair the defense line.

high speed.

If nothing else happened, they should be able to repair and reinforce the machines and the ground before the Ratman's next attack.

Udi and Escher chatted for a while.

After a while, a soldier in charge of delivering the message rushed over.

"Udy, Master Dax is looking for you."

Udi could only leave Fisher, who was talking, and walk to the soldier who sent the message.

"What does Lord Dax want me to do?"

"I don't know, he just said he wants you to see him."

"Okay, I'm going to rinse off and then I'll be right over."

Udy handed the job over to the lieutenant and Fisher and went to wash down.

His body was covered in blood and those pieces of flesh.

It's still not solidified and tasteless yet.

When it dries, the taste is unbearable for ordinary people.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!"

After a brief rinse, Udy walked outside Dax's tent.

Palpitating and panic-stricken groans came rhythmically from the tent.

When the tarpaulin was lifted, a naked and damaged female mouse was seen.

The female mouse was protruding forward and backward, with choppy waves, a tall figure, and a slender waist.

The skin is even more white and delicate.

If you ignore the rat man's head, that figure is definitely the best of the best.

It's a pity that the mother mouse has been broken now.

Just like that, his limbs were limp and he was lying on the torture chair.

His eyes were white and his mouth was drooling uncontrollably.

His body was covered with traces of primitive torture.

The sharp teeth were knocked out one by one.

Every finger was wrenched off, rotten and bloody.

The limbs were fixed by sharp knives and hooks, and the bright red blood flowed continuously along the torn wound.

Several mages in black robes stood in the tent, exuding an uncomfortable atmosphere.

They are all necromancer practitioners, who are good at witchcraft that play with soul and flesh and blood.

Udy could smell a trace of the spell in the fetid air.

Undoubtedly, the Rat Man suffered a combination of witchcraft and torture.

It is more efficient to use pain to break the opponent's spiritual defense, and then let the mage read the hidden secrets.

Its sanity has been completely destroyed.

Dax decapitated the female Ratman assassin with a single blow, and ordered the body to be thrown outside to be minced and burned with a look of disgust.

"My lord." Udi saluted Dax.

Dax nodded while wiping his sword, "You're here."

Udi asked: "Is there anything I need to ask my subordinates?"

"The assassin leaked the location of the Thirteenth Council. After the fall of the capital, those cowards fled to another important city. It was also an important city for the dwarves. It used to be called Eight Peaks Mountain, and it fell into the hands of the Ratmen. It became their pillar city, where the Thirteenth Council was hidden."

The dwarves of this world have slowly declined over time.

But they have also been brilliant.

In that era before the rise of human beings.

The mountain kingdom of the dwarves and the elves are the two strongest and most prosperous races.

And Eight Peaks Mountain is definitely the most glorious and prosperous city in the history of dwarves.

It existed before the dwarves went to war with the elves, built by the greatest craftsmen.

After a massive ancient war broke out with the elves.

Millions of dwarves and elves killed each other for honor.

The giant dwarf city of Bafeng Mountain also participated in the bloody battle between the two clans.

They angrily drove all the elves out of the forest around the city.

The process was pleasant, but it sowed the disaster of destruction.

The cultural exchanges and economic trade between elves and dwarves have allowed them to reach the high end of their respective wealth.

The ancient wars consumed their hard-earned wealth.

And let the two races form a blood feud.

The ancient war between elves and dwarves ended with the final victory of the dwarves.

The elves were forced to leave the mainland, gave up their territory on the mainland, and returned overseas.

Before the dwarves who won the war had time to celebrate, a series of geological disasters made them realize the cruelty of fate.

Mountains bent, fissures widened, valleys collapsed, and ash and rocks spewed from eastern volcanoes enveloped the world.

There are ruins everywhere.

Thick volcanic ash covered the sky like divine black locusts.

Crops withered and livestock died.

The dwarves were forced to retreat to their stronghold, and endured the ravages of the weather on their kingdom.

Geological disasters caused countless orcs to migrate, and finally came into contact with dwarves, and cruel fights broke out.

The Ratmen also declared war on the Dwarves at this time.

Swarming from beneath the ground, they systematically took over the large mines and minor mines of the dwarf kingdom.

Take advantage of the vast network of underground tunnels to quickly and efficiently attack all dwarven strongholds from underground.

At that time, Eight Peaks was the largest and most prosperous city of the dwarves.

There are also important and precious mineral veins under Bafeng Mountain.

They have no chance of giving up.

In order to keep the Eight Peaks Mountain, the dwarves tried their best to resist the attacks of the Ratmen and the Goblins, and defended their ancient kingdom.

Mobilize troops to deal with every disaster the ratmen create.

Lay out death traps in intricate tunnels and corridors.

Send out elite dwarven patrols armed with powerful weapons and armor crafted by the runesmith himself.

A heavily armored unit known as the Ironbreakers was also formed to patrol regularly against the Ratmen.

Any skaven that appeared would be shot at from dwarven rifles, pistols, and cannons.

For every inch of dwarven land the Skaven pay a heavy price.

What's more troublesome is that when they seize a tunnel, they are often taken back in a short time.

The Council of Thirteen, who had made great sacrifices and received nothing in return, devised a vicious plan.

They unite with the local green-skinned orcs to attack the dwarves on the ground.

Slowly pollute the dwarves' water sources with dimensional fragments and specially crafted poisons.

He also sent giant rats to eat the dwarves' little food.

A series of blows caused the morale of the dwarves to fall into a slump due to the plague and lack of food and water.

When the Skaven developed a portable dimensional flamethrower that could melt dwarf armor.

The dwarves of Bafeng Mountain inevitably went to destruction.

The Ratmen used various plagues and poisonous gases to severely injure the dwarves, causing their offspring to die frequently.

In a frontal battle, the heavy armor of the dwarves has no resistance in front of the flames of the dimension.

After a series of fights, this magnificent dwarf city fell, and only a hundred or so surviving dwarves escaped.

Mount Bafeng hosts the continent's largest deposit of precious metals and jewellery.

Once the Ratmen took control there, they quickly gained a lot of wealth by virtue of their digging talents.

Countless Ratman slaves are working day by day, using their lives to mine minerals for the warlords and the Thirteenth Council, and to amass wealth.

It is also the most prosperous Ratmen underground city besides the Abandoned City of Rats.

The Thirteenth Council is hiding there.

Command the Ratmen all over the world to launch a holy war.

The Ratman is an extremely selfish creature. If the members of the Thirteenth Council who commanded them can be killed, they will inevitably fall into chaos without a leader.

"I want you to kill the Thirteenth Council." Dax said, "Screw the heads of all those rats."

Udi had no reason to refuse.

This is his chance to make a name for himself.

"Give me an elite squad, and I'll bring you back the heads of members of the Thirteenth Council."

"I'm afraid this can't be done, you know. Those soldiers are all learning how to fight head-on. Sneaking in and assassinating are not their strong point. You have to find the right person."

Hearing Dax's words, Udy was taken aback for a moment.

You have to find someone yourself! !

This job doesn't sound like a good job! !

"The current Middenheim is the largest city of mankind, gathering all kinds of capable people. I can give you some time to return to Middenheim to recruit a team that can complete the task. I will I will give you a special approval document, so that you can use various advanced steam equipment and rune equipment, and I will also get you a few sets of authentic imperial armor, just like the one I have, it can keep you alive. "

A smile appeared on Udi's face.

The armor on Dax's body was first-class.

Not to mention being immune to magic, there is not even a white mark on it when it is cut with a knife.

A proper artifact.

"Guaranteed to complete the task, sir, please approve twenty sets of armor for me, and I will definitely bring back the heads of members of the Thirteenth Council for you."

Dax didn't even think about it, just raised his leg and kicked it.

"Twenty sets, are you fucking crazy. The sages can't make those armors now, and they haven't received material support from the empire, so one set is allocated and one set is missing. You treat me as the son of the holy emperor, You want as many sets as you want. I’ll give you five sets at most.”

"Five sets are five sets." Udi got up and patted the mud on his body, with a smile on his face.

Start with five sets of artifacts.

I have never been broad in my life.

This time, he was going to kill seven in and seven out in Bafeng Mountain, and take the heads of the thirteen rat thieves.

"Go, go back to Middenheim and find some elite soldiers and generals. Assassins, thieves who are good at stealth, kill the Thirteenth Council, if you can assassinate those rat-men warlords, assassinate those rat-men warlords, They must be left without a leader."

Holding the document signed by Dax, Udi directly took the steam elevator to the ground.

His responsibilities will be taken care of by others, without him worrying.

The steam automatic elevator slowly ascended with the roar of machinery, and the speed also slowly increased.

A windproof kerosene lamp hangs overhead.

Provides a yellowish, faint glow.

The air slowly becomes fresh.

Udi took off his filter respirator for the first time in months and took a deep breath of air that was free of any odor.

The steam escalator reached the ground after twenty minutes of operation.

Their battles have gone very far underground.

It takes a lot of time to come up every time.

Supplies and food are transported by elevators and pipelines.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he heard a distant roar.

Looking up, a huge factory spouting steam came into view.

A large number of factories and military facilities have been established in the former Demon Rat Waste Capital.

The skaven have left a wealth of warpstone and mineral resources here.

With a little processing, those things can be used by humans.

The miasma of the swamp has almost dissipated.

A large number of magical plants used to purify the swamp were thrown into the swamp.

They greedily absorb those toxins and waste materials, and grow extraordinarily luxuriantly.

The water quality of the Filth Swamp is becoming clearer.

The foul smell is dissipating.

In a few days, those swamps could be used to grow food or build hydroponic bases.

It was noon when Udi got to the ground.

The warm sunlight shone on his body, making him feel warmer than ever before.

It's the first time I feel this way.

Just basking in the sun made him feel unprecedented happiness.

A high-speed airship is ready for him.

The person in charge took him directly to the airship.

With the navigator's shout, the airship's furnace roared, activating the runes covering the hull, and rushed into the sky, heading straight for Middenheim.

Middenheim.

factory area.

After finishing the day's work, Gessler moved his sore muscles and bones, walked out of the factory, stepped on the golden sunset in the face of the hope that was about to fall, and prepared to go home.

He was previously a farmer recruited by the nobles to hunt down outsiders.

He remained there for some time after the dignitaries of the Exploration Party had captured Altdorf.

Later, it was said that manpower should be concentrated to build a fully industrialized city, and they were transported to Middenheim as workers.

His daily job is to work in the factory, and the factory provides three meals a day and salary.

Gessler touched his stomach.

The previous skin and bones have disappeared, replaced by a small, inconspicuous belly.

Such a figure only belongs to nobles and those who have status and status.

"I didn't expect that one day I would be able to live such a life without worrying about food and clothing. It's really a blessing." Gessler looked at the steam engines lined up on both sides of the road.

That deafening voice made him feel very pleasant and at ease.

Hearing this sound means that there is work to do and that you can have enough food.

Don't ask for great wealth, at least three meals a day, full food and clothing, and a place to settle down.

No harassment from the Beastmen, no threat from those beasts.

You only need to work every day, you can get food to easily feed the family, and you can even eat meat and buy some new clothes.

On such days, he is really satisfied.

Where Geissler is currently located is an industrial area.

Leaving the industrial area, we arrived at the crossroads.

A junction leads to the residential area.

Another intersection leads to the business district.

There is also a junction leading to the inner city.

That's where the grown-ups in Valyrian stayed.

All the roads are paved with concrete and hardened, clean and tidy.

From time to time, steam vehicles will pass by on the road.

Light poles were erected on both sides of the road, and unlit gas lamps were hung on them.

It is said that after a period of time, wherever you go, you will be replaced with electric lights.

Gellers didn't understand this either.

He thought, this gas lamp is already very good.

Even if it is a little dim, it is already very convenient.

Gessler hummed a little tune, just walked back like that.

His residence was assigned to Residential Complex A-6-9527.

All residences are now assigned uniformly.

Those big figures don't seem to attach much importance to stimulating the commercial economy. Although commercial districts have been established, there are no large-scale commercial activities.

When Geisler got home, his wife and children had finished dinner and were chatting outside the house.

Their house is not big, there are only two compartments, but it is enough for a family to live in.

One for the child and one for the couple.

This kind of life is nothing compared to the nobles.

But if it is compared with his miserable life as a serf in the past, it is really a world of difference.

The children played the game of chivalry.

After coming to this city, the children were exposed to something called comics.

Recently, there is a cartoon story about a humble knight who helps a fallen princess regain the kingdom, finally marries the queen, and becomes the king.

For this reason, many children like to imitate the plots in it.

Gellers looked at the happy children, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

Praise be to the holy emperor who has never been seen.

Just let it go on like this.

Don't push a poor man like him into the abyss again.

"Dear Queen, I will dedicate my heart and my life's loyalty to you." Gessler's eldest child - Laurie said: "I will destroy all enemies for you, Your Lady Queen."

"I accept your loyalty, my knight." The girl in charge of playing the role of the queen said like the nobles she had seen before.

Several adults looked at the children having a great time, and were also happy to see their success. They gathered together to talk about hearsay news.

For example, the alliance of dwarves and the war of ratmen.

Gessler and the others were arguing in full swing, and they looked like they were planning strategies and pointing out the situation.

Although they don't even know in which direction the Demon Rat Waste is.

But this does not prevent them from bringing out some seemingly lofty remarks heard in taverns and teahouses to show their knowledge.

When the sky was getting dark, everyone took their children and went back to their respective homes.

At home, Geisler listened to several children shouting about the knowledge and experiences they had learned in school.

"Our teacher asked me what kind of person I want to be in the future, and I said I want to be a knight, a knight who will serve the queen." said the eldest son Laurie.

"It's a good ideal, but it's a pity that we don't have a queen." Gessler joked.

"There is no queen, but there must be a princess in distress. I want to help that princess defeat the holy emperor and take back her kingdom." Laurie, who was only in his teens, had a yearning expression on his face when he said this.

Imagine yourself becoming a hero, helping the beautiful princess in trouble to defeat the evil villain and regain the kingdom.

Hearing what his son said, Gessler's originally kind face turned extremely ugly.

"You want to defeat the Holy Emperor for the troubled princess and take back her kingdom?" Gessler couldn't believe that his child would have such an idea,

"Of course, how handsome, I want to beat."

Laurie was not aware of the change in his father's face.

Snapped!

A crisp slap sounded, interrupting Laurie's next words.

Gessler, who was talking and laughing just now, slapped his son with a backhand, so hard that five bright red finger marks appeared on his son's face.

"How can you have such an idea??"

Laurie froze in place, not knowing why his father beat him.

"If the princess's enemy is the Holy Emperor, then what you have to do is to kill the princess without hesitation. My child, how can you imagine your savior as an enemy? What a sin. Without him, you Do you think your father can still stand here? Do you think our family can live such a stable life?"

"Your father, I was so close to dying in Altdorf that you would never have seen my body if it hadn't been for Lord Valyrian. They rescued us by the order of the Holy Emperor and gave us enough food And water, let us have a place to live, to live safely and happily."

"You can play those games, but you can never treat the Holy Emperor as an enemy. He is everything to us, Laurie. I don't want to hit you, but I can't think of any other way to make you remember."

Gessler looked closely into his child's eyes.

"You will swear to me that you will only be a knight of the Holy Emperor, Laurie. Throw those bullshit nobles and queens on the trash heap. They don't deserve any allegiance. They are all despicable brutes and deserve only spit and humiliation. .”

The child nodded, "I swear, father. I will only become a knight of the Holy Emperor."

Gessler nodded his sincere attitude towards his child's sincerity.

Rush back to Middenheim from the waste capital of the Rat.

Udi wasted days.

He did not bother to admire the rapid changes in Middenheim.

Those factories are becoming more and more numerous.

Various floating ships come and go, unloading and loading cargo.

There are also steam trains, the passage of steam vehicles on the surface.

Middenheim is becoming a metropolis like never before.

If it weren't for the mission on his body, Udi would really like to go shopping.

But out of mission considerations, he still gave up.

After landing, he went straight to the tavern on the edge of the city.

Some merchants and adventurers gather here.

If you want to find a group of suitable experts who can sneak into Bafeng Mountain and assassinate members of the Thirteenth Council of Ratmen, it is definitely the most suitable place to find them.

However, as soon as he walked into a bar called the Dog and the Donkey, he accidentally encountered a fight.

A combination of humans and dwarves beat up all the guests.

There was spilled beer everywhere.

The topless bar girls were all screaming and fleeing in panic.

Two tyrannical lunatics quickly attracted Udi's attention.

Obviously, these two people have good martial arts.

More importantly, they are insidious enough.

During the fight, all kinds of insidious methods emerged one after another, and the mercenaries who beat them far outnumbered them screamed and screamed, but there was nothing they could do.

Such a talent was naturally caught by Udi at a glance.

After questioning, the dwarf is called Gotrek, and the human is called Fix.

The combination of these two guys is also somewhat famous.

Repelled the Skaven, also hunted vampires, ogres, and even Chaos Demons and so on.

People sent the nickname Butcher Duo.

The duo had little interest in Udi's invitation.

They came here only because they were curious about what had become of Middenheim, which was rumored to be miraculous.

Soon, they will embark on a new journey.

But when he heard that he was going to assassinate the members of the Thirteenth Council of Ratmen, Gotrek changed his mind and agreed to go to Eight Peaks with Udi.

The duo had been to Bafeng Mountain, and went deep into the tunnel inside, so they knew something about it.

Next, Udi only needs to find another thief who can sneak into Skaven's lair, a mage who can crack the trap, and after a while of training the team, he can set off.

Eight Peaks Mountain.

The Ratmen call it Pillar City.

The continuous failure of the successive assassins made the members of the Thirteenth Council more and more irritable.

Fear of humans also emerged in the hearts of some ratman warlords.

They have paid too much, but failed to regain the Holy Land of the Demon Rat.

Below the Great Horned Rat Temple in Pillar City, the members of the Council of Thirteen who escaped from the Wasted Rat City are holding a meeting.

The room is deep, filled with the power of the Warpstone.

The too strong dimensional power caused the spatial structure of this area to deform.

"We have nowhere to go." A decayed lord said, its bloated body was sitting on a chair inlaid with warp stones, "We must let those damned humans know that we have the power to destroy everything, too much Stimulating us will only lead the world to an early destruction."

"Over the years, we have placed enough altars and magic circles all over the world, enough to bring Blood Moon Mosri to this world, let them collide, and countless fragments will destroy everything."

"They won't take threats."

"It is impossible for us to surrender. We have lost so many resources and people, and we have to surrender to those damn humans. Never. We must fight to the end."

Several other decayed said.

"Then let's destroy it together. A world without Ratmen shouldn't exist." The rotten lord who raised his opinion at the beginning shouted.

"The situation is not so bad, we still have a lot of cards to play." The rotting lord from the Pestilen clan, who was covered with pus, said: "Those soldiers and ordinary humans are still flesh and blood, and the plague can still play a role. .We will pollute the water sources of those human soldiers, take away their supplies, and drag down those who want to seize the capital of the devil rats."

"Will that take too long!!" A corrupt lord asked: "It seems that time is not with us!!"

"How could time not be on our side? Don't those humans still dare to sneak in here and cut off our heads?" The corrupt lord from the Pestilen clan said in a mocking tone: "They can't do this. , and we only need a little trouble, and we will immediately change positions and continue to fulfill the mission entrusted to us by the horned rat. The destruction of those human cities is destined not to catch us, and will only be drowned in the endless ratman war , being eaten."