Chapter 403, Living Ship

Unknown.

But what is certain is that the appearance of the Eldar reconnaissance fleet has shocked the entire Skaven Empire.

The first time, this news was brought back by the Skaven assassins.

The last Skaven Parliament had just ended not long ago, so the Skaven councilors quickly gathered together.

They were still arguing with each other in the chaos.

But this time, not all the Skaven councilors were so confident.

Such an attack was indeed too horrifying. The Skaven had experienced such an attack during the grand grassland melee and when they were marching towards the main continent.

The attacker seemed to be a demigod.

The Skavens did destroy many races and countries, but they had never really raised their weapons against a heretic god.

It is normal to have concerns.

From those Skaven big businessmen, after all, if they really want to wield weapons against those guys who are suspected of being heretics, then the Waste Slag City must be the first to bear the brunt.

Weighing the pros and cons for a long time will make people lose their courage.

This sentence is very suitable for these former senior priests.

Sheng Qi and the temple guards have the toughest attitude.

The rats will not bow to the heretic gods.

Never.

These rat merchants hesitated, but whether this war will break out is not up to them.

The first to jump were the rat pilgrims. In the chaos, a large group of guys with various weapons gathered together.

At the same time, after the meeting, Sheng Qi prepared a sacrifice in the original temple, wanting to call for the help of the cold soul giant bell.

Not long ago, the cold soul giant bell that had just shown miracles, obviously, a ceremony not long ago made the guys in the underground rat city suddenly realize that the artifact that had been displayed in the original temple for a long time was not just a function of ringing on time every day.

It’s just a pity that the cold soul giant bell did not pay attention to Sheng Qi’s call. It can’t be said that it didn’t give face, it can only be said that it didn’t give any face.

For a while, there was a dilemma.

But unexpectedly, Sheng Qi did not choose to shrink like those guys in the Waste City, but began to mobilize the power in his hands.

He seemed to want to rush to the rolling hills to participate in this possible holy war.

Although he did not have any suitable cards in his hand.

No, maybe not necessarily.

After all, many sacred things, these things, are now placed in the original temple.

If these things can really be taken out, indeed, Sheng Qi will no longer be afraid of this possible heretic god.

But how to say it, this request was refuted at the first time.

In the eyes of those old-fashioned loyal priests, it is probably not as important as those holy objects to sacrifice the bones of Sheng Qi, the high priest.

Once the bow is shot, there is no turning back.

The more Sheng Qi stayed in the position of high priest, the more he understood the importance of one thing to him.

That is the favor of the gods.

On this day, Sheng Qi mobilized the forces he had cultivated in the underground rat city over the years.

A slightly immature rat army, composed entirely of fanatics, can be seen to be aimed at the temple guards. Of course, they are far inferior to the temple guards.

Equipped with various weapons.

Among these various messy holy objects, Sheng Qi brought out the only one that he could control.

A battle flag.

The blessed battle flag of the Western Expeditionary Force is still so sacred, and the flag is imprinted with the picture of Sheng Qi leading the Western Expeditionary Force to run wildly.

But now, the times have changed.

Even the Western Fleet that evolved from the Western Expeditionary Force is not completely controlled by Sheng Qi now. This battle flag should actually correspond to the Western Fleet.

Looking at the shadow of himself on this flag, I wonder if Sheng Qi is satisfied with himself now.

Under the witness of this sacred battle flag, behind Sheng Qi, countless rat warriors boarded the train that was spewing black smoke.

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Among the forces in the Rat Empire, the temple guards were the ones who were truly preparing to wield their weapons against the possible heretic god.

Twin Fortresses.

The skeleton bell hanging on the Twin Fortresses was dismantled in a bloody mess. It was about to be taken to the battlefield. At the same time, the scarlet magic eye submerged in the depths of the sea was also dragged out.

All this was operated by the most loyal temple guards.

At the same time, on the determined transportation route, a team of temple guards took the lead and began to clear the area.

All this was to prevent the heresy from spreading in the Rat Empire.

In order to prevent the scarlet magic eye from polluting the faith in the great god.

But since it was to avoid such a situation, why did the temple guards have to fish the scarlet magic eye out of the deep sea again?

It can only be said that even the temple guards are adhering to the most simple pragmatism.

Over the years, they have conducted many rounds of experiments on this scarlet devil's eye, and finally found a way to use it as a weapon.

As for whether using such a thing to fight is considered a blasphemy.

The answer of the temple guards is very direct.

Of course not.

After all, this is their trophy. After defeating these twisted heretics, they use them to fight. How can this be considered a blasphemy? These heretics themselves are my achievements!

Under the guidance of such simple thoughts, the scarlet magic eye was put into a complex restraint device by the temple guards, and was completely wrapped with a metal shell and those rotating gears.

Of course, these things can't stop the weird whispers echoing around the scarlet magic eye, but it doesn't matter.

Only the most devout temple guards will have the qualifications to manipulate this magic eye.

Devout faith will help them resist the blasphemous whispers.

Of course, if these most loyal guards go to corruption, then sending him to the altar can also correct such deviations and mistakes.

After the gears are riveted one by one and the complex metal shell is cast with boiling molten iron.

This scarlet demon eye turned into a hideous weapon with a different kind of grotesque beauty, but the temple guards did not immediately verify the power of this hideous weapon. They loaded it onto the steam train and were going to transport it to the front line to fight against the possible heretic gods.

With a grunting sound, the steam train disappeared into the dark and deep tunnel.

The temple guards also began to prepare themselves.

The most elite and powerful warriors in the Rat Empire stood on the platform deep underground, waiting for the arrival of another steam train, ready to attack the possible heretic gods.

The rats still accumulated some foundation, although in most cases, they can only be regarded as the particularly fierce primitive people for those serious star races.

But after all, there were many gods walking on the earth on this planet, and there were also wars between gods.

As the final winners, the rats still had a lot of messy things in their hands.

Although I don't know if these things can give a surprise to the visiting elves.

The most panicked people at this time should be the guys in the Waste City.

The big merchants, former senior rat priests, also wanted to take the holy objects like Sheng Qi, but it was a pity that Sheng Qi was nothing to the loyalists, let alone them.

Don't have any ideas, all the holy objects will not leave the underground rat city.

This time, it was a dilemma.

Obviously, they didn't expect that such a simple riot would involve such a big trouble.

It's just that it's difficult for them to make a qualified response now.

They can only splash a large number of blood mushrooms and hire one rat mercenary after another to gather around the Waste City.

In this situation, some things finally have the possibility to proceed.

For example, the crazy golden cannon of the gear sect.

These crazy guys were going to completely hollow out the dead golden oak tree, and completely transform it to create an unparalleled cannon.

Or after this crazy cannon was cast, it could provide more confidence to the current Waste City and these rat merchants.

But unfortunately, this crazy plan was interrupted by them.

Now even if it passes again, it is still a drop in the ocean.

These guys are not stupid, they will not pray that the heretic god will distinguish them from the parties that will arrive later.

And kneeling to the heretic god is even more impossible.

Let alone that they were originally the sacrifices of the great gods, just not long ago, the great gods have all shown miracles.

Now, there is no other way, they can only wait, wait for the final result, in panic.

But what these extremely panicked guys may not know is that their great gods are actually watching here at this moment.

Even, he met the eyes of the greedy beast that had condensed in the Waste City not long ago.

In the chaotic world.

The indescribable beast with the sweet golden light from greed woke up under Du Yuan's gaze, and instinctively wanted to show its teeth and claws at Du Yuan.

It can only be said that it is worthy of being a beast.

Soon, after the greedy beast saw Du Yuan clearly, in the endless fear, it whimpered in fear like a wild dog, wishing to escape from here immediately.

But it couldn't do it.

Du Yuan grabbed him in his hand.

He observed the grotesque beast in his hand with sleepiness.

"Is it the embodiment of greed? No, it seems to be the embodiment of the city, a natural god? And it is seriously underdeveloped?"

In the murmur, the greedy beast in Du Yuan's hand shrank into a ball in fear.

Du Yuan fell into thought. If it was the evil god or something else that was born, he would probably pinch him to death like pinching a fly.

However, this greedy beast is not as greedy as this. It is more like a reflection of the surging greed of the ratmen in the chaotic world, and it is also highly bound to the Waste City, which can be regarded as a manifestation of a trend of thought.

If Du Yuan crushes this beast to death, then the fanatical worship of money in the Waste City may be cooled down.

But Du Yuan is not going to do this.

With a casual throw, he threw the whimpering beast back to its original position.

Money worship, greed, business trends, these are the choices of the rat people themselves.

Du Yuan will not interfere.

Unless this greedy beast continues to transform and begins to actively guide all of this, but it is probably impossible.

This greedy beast can't do it.

Du Yuan is a god of desire. He stands here, so all the desires in this area will be anchored by him.

No matter what desire it is, it will only belong to him.

This is why this beast of desire is so malnourished. Originally, it was born with the strong greed of the rat people and was going to be born as a natural demigod.

However, Du Yuan's existence devoured the greed it relied on for survival, forcing it to be born in a state of materialization of a trend city and become an unintelligent beast.

Du Yuan is not going to help the rat people fight against this visiting spirit race.

No matter how tragic the casualties of this group of noisy guys are.

They have to face it themselves.

If you want to get out of this small world, then these things have to be faced.

In the chaotic world, in the cold scarlet sun, the tall god sitting on the throne of bones calmly watched all this happen.

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In the rolling hills, this solo walk has come to the final moment.

The tall captain who still holds the objection was locked in her room by her crew.

These guys who have been blinded by greed are going to harvest the indigenous races on this planet regardless of anything.

In the captain's room.

The tall captain sitting upright looked at the screen in front of him and suddenly spoke.

"Are you really ready?"

She knew that it could hear that the terminal in the captain's room was different from the terminal in any crew room, and it could directly connect to the control AI of this reconnaissance ship.

However, generally speaking, the control AI is just a rigid auxiliary program and will never respond to such complex words.

But now, the situation has changed.

A vague shadow appeared in front of the tall captain.

Some vague characters also slowly jumped out in front of her.

"Any attempt will involve risks. I need to evolve!"

The captain snorted coldly and did not ask any more questions or argue.

The current situation was out of her control. After all, no matter how experienced a captain was, he could not resist a living ship.