From Skaven to God-King of War

Also that night, the group of elderly half-elves in reserve set foot on the battlefield.

The brutal fight was accompanied by flying magic auras, and amid the sharp neighing, there was another brutal fight all night long.

The god that the half-elf believed in could no longer sit still, and his family was on the verge of destruction.

It is not difficult to intervene in this war and save her followers. Her body is sleeping in this towering tree.

Open your eyes, and the spiritual light rising to the sky manifests itself on a level invisible to mortal things.

The god that this half-elf believed in wanted to use his true form to join the battlefield.

But at this moment, high in the sky, a linear eye suddenly opened.

It seemed like I had been waiting for a long time.

His cold eyes passed through this huge sacred oak tree and focused on the half-elf god sleeping in the big tree.

A huge hand appeared out of thin air on top of the huge oak tree.

The rat people are lucky, even if the gods they believe in are not rich enough, they are powerful enough.

At least in this subcontinent, the gods they believe in are absolutely powerful.

Bold enough.

The falling arm passed through the layers of defense that appeared.

The shattered and disintegrated aura made the concentration of elements in this battlefield extremely exaggerated.

More powerful magic was cast randomly by the half-elf elders.

Sheng Qi let out a crazy roar in the dark night because of this sudden change.

"damn it!

damn it!

What on earth happened!

What on earth happened! "

That night, the vast magic light almost dispelled the deep darkness, illuminating everything, and the rat people retreated steadily.

It was also this night that a hand strangled the neck of the half-elf god.

At this moment, there was no difference between the aloof demigod and ordinary mortals.

Struggling, wailing, cursing, powerless.

He tried desperately to break free from Du Yuan's grasp.

It's not that it has no effect, the emerald green light spreads up Du Yuan's arm like a poisonous snake.

In that harsh corrosive sound, it wanted to invade Du Yuan's divine body.

But it didn't have much effect. The bloody aura wrapped around Du Yuan easily suppressed the painless resistance.

His cold eyes looked into the distance.

Looking at the vast grassland in the distance, Du Yuan did not hide his power in order to steadily control the half-elf god.

The momentum was huge, and it was naturally known from all directions. At least three demigods focused their attention on this place.

But Du Yuan didn't have much fear.

The diffuse blood mist completely covered Du Yuan's figure and prevented other demigods from peeking at him. It was a bloody aura composed of vicious resentment and unwilling reverberation.

With a strong pull, the half-elf god was pulled off the wooden bed where he was sleeping by Du Yuan.

Compared to Du Yuan's casual sleep, the half-elf god built himself an exquisite cabin in the heart of the sacred oak tree.

It's just a pity that apart from being exquisite, it doesn't have any other functions.

The tiny tree man manifested by the sacred oak tree wanted to save his master, but Du Yuan gave him an indifferent look and shrank back in fear.

Du Yuan's timing was very good.

In other words, Du Yuan has been waiting for this moment since this war started.

Du Yuan can't kill this half-elf god yet.

Belief in gods is trapped in faith, but they are also protected by faith. Even if they are only half-gods, this half-elf god already seems to have some eternal characteristics.

As long as his followers are not completely destroyed, Du Yuan can't kill him.

Similarly, Du Yuan could not do anything to these half-elves entrenched in the oak trees.

He has clearly felt the repulsion coming from his unscrupulous use of power.

This was the repulsive force he brought against another demigod on the level above mortal things.

He was already about to be expelled from this world.

If the power spreads to the world itself, he will be driven into the sea of ​​chaos by this world.

It is far from the time for him to truly move towards the Sea of ​​Chaos.

The burning power of faith is like a ignited flame, and the spiritual light rises into the sky. These are what he has to pay to resist rejection, and they are also sacrifices handed over to this world.

This is an extremely extravagant resource for a demigod.

The wolf-orc god in the distance cast his gaze on Du Yuan. Among the three demigods, his expression was the most solemn.

But Du Yuan didn't look at him.

Dragging the half-elf god in his hand, he walked step by step towards the top of the sacred oak tree.

There, the temple of the half-elf god stands.

Standing at the top of the temple, Du Yuan does not yet have his own throne.

It can only stand in place.

He can't see his figure clearly, nor can he see his appearance clearly, but it can make all the gods who are qualified to look at him feel unreasonable terror and danger.

The trainee gods finally realized what was happening here, and their eyes fell on Du Yuan.

Dragging Du Yuan, a demigod, was really terrifying.

Du Yuan fulfilled his promise, and the gods returned to the gods.

He has been watching this battlefield for a long time.

The thrown rule eye is just a misdirection.

The wolf-orc god and the half-elf god all thought that he would sleep peacefully in the divine pillar. After all, they were both demigods, and they still needed to rely on sleep to stabilize their bodies.

It is also unable to support the huge consumption caused by a short awakening.

They were right.

If the Rat Man only chose one direction to develop, and if Du Yuan only needed to suppress one demigod at this time, then of course things would be like this.

It's a pity that the rat men under Du Yuan are not so peaceful.

As their god, Du Yuan could only invest a little more energy.

Du Yuan, who had already woken up long ago, was waiting for the moment when the half-elf god took action. Only at this time could Du Yuan rely on the eye of rules to capture where the half-elf god was hiding and sleeping.

This time Du Yuan took action not without paying any price.

Cracks spread on the divine body, and red spiritual light flickered in it. Du Yuan looked like a tattered large ceramic doll at this time.

As long as some more pressure is put on him, he will be the half-elf god who can only put down his hands.

To not be thrown out of the world.

Compared to the dangerous sea of ​​chaos, the rejection and suppression of this small world seemed so gentle.

Du Yuan finally turned his attention to the wolf orc god in the distance.

But does the wolf orc god dare to bet?

I bet Du Yuan would honestly let go of the half-elf god under his intervention and return the situation to a three-way stalemate, or would Du Yuan drag him into the water without hesitation when he takes action? All the guys present rushed to the Sea of ​​Chaos together.

Does he dare to bet?

Finally, the god of the wolf-orcs made a decision and disappeared into the vast grassland.

I don't dare.

No one would fight with a madman.

The evil gods have always been a group of unpredictable people, not to mention that Du Yuan's appearance at this time can be regarded as the most crazy type among those evil gods.

Each of the gods withdrew their sight and disappeared, leaving only Du Yuan, who was holding the half-elf god by the neck, standing on top of the huge oak tree.

He didn't pay attention to the half-elf god who was still struggling in his hand.

When she was successfully attacked by Du Yuan, when she was dragged by Du Yuan and displayed in front of many demigods, her outcome was already doomed.

The moment the great oak city fell, as the swarming Skaven armies tore down her temples.

That was the moment when her path was cut off by Du Yuan.

Of course, there will not be complete death, but the result will not be much better than death.

After all, they have already reached the level of demigod.

Under this huge oak tree.

The rat people were still moving forward desperately, but they were finally defeated by the magical aura that suddenly became several times more powerful.

The brutal fighting lasted all night.

The Western Expeditionary Force lost the big tree fold that they had finally captured.

Even though Sheng Qi was furious and unwilling to give in, the battle had been going on for seven days.

The rat army could no longer hold on.

Everything was going so smoothly. He was going to attack the damn big tree in front of him.

Those damn heretical priests! Those damn heretical priests!

Sheng Qi did not understand the specific situation of the half-elves, nor did he care about the division between them.

fly into a rage.

In the battle to defend the city, the magic abilities of these half-elf elders were brought into full play.

Let the rat people suffer a lot.

But there is no way. In the hills and in the wild, the rat people can still rely on the huge trebuchets to fight with these magicians. But in front of this huge oak tree, the thrown boulders and the swollen rat people are all covered by the lush and tough The tree canopy is completely blocked, and it simply cannot play its intended role.

Reluctantly, he announced his withdrawal.

The Skaven's first siege of the Sacred Oak ended in failure.

The half-elves on the folds of the giant tree finally waited for the rat men to retreat.

But compared to the previous victory, this time they were so silent.

Above the folds, only a few of the half-elf reserves who participated in the counterattack were left.

It was difficult to move among the rat corpses piled up in front of him.

The only thing that could force Sheng Qi to retreat unwillingly was the reserve team composed of old half-elves, in addition to the suddenly strong elemental power.

The brutal battle that lasted for seven days without any interval not only pushed the rat people to their limit, but also the half-elves.

The half-elf warriors had reached the point where they had to make repairs.

Extremely exhausted, they began to make constant mistakes in the battle, and their defense line was crumbling.

This is the fold that allowed the Skaven to capture the main trunk of this sacred oak tree.

At this time, these reserve teams stepped forward.

The shaky defense line was blocked by these elderly half-elves.

Even in that splashing spell, the reverse thrust began.

But what's the cost?

All the old half-elves in the half-elf kingdom who can participate in the war have been lost. If the next battle reaches such a critical moment again,

Then the reserve team composed of young half-elves will also be sent to the battlefield.

If in an intelligent race that builds civilization, the elderly represent the past, then the young represent the future.

And now.

The past and future of the half-elves will be burned up by the ratmen.

………….

The Skaven retreated underground.

Stretching tunnels were dug at the roots of the sacred oak tree.

In fact, before the rats launched the brutal siege, the two sides had already had a fierce fight.

The half-elf warriors noticed the underground tunnels dug by the rats, and a fierce battle broke out between the two sides in the winding underground tunnels.

Then the half-elf warriors were driven out of the underground tunnels in a mess.

In this deep underground, they were no match for the rats.

The inclusion of underground space brought another possibility to the rats' war.

No matter how huge the oak tree in front of him was, it was just a tree after all.

Cutting off its rhizomes was a feasible way.

In fact, Sheng Qi was doing this.

He had found the main rhizome of this huge oak tree and tried to use the swollen rats to pollute its rhizomes.

It was a pity that the effect was not good.

At least not as good as Sheng Qi expected.

It can only be said that this main rhizome was not much thinner than the trunk on the surface, and it was not something that could be dealt with in a short time.

The half-elves were of course at the end of their strength, and they could not survive for a long time on the huge oak tree at this moment.

Just siege, just siege, these guys will naturally not be able to hold on.

But Sheng Qi can't waste time endlessly like this.

If he wants to get rid of the control of those senior rat priests, then now is undoubtedly the best opportunity.

In this war, he has too many things to do.

Rat Zhan's approach gave him inspiration.

It's outrageous to say that Rat Zhan is only one step behind Bai Shu in name, as the commander-in-chief of the entire rat kingdom, the second in command.

But in terms of the degree of information, Sheng Qi can beat Rat Zhan.

Sheng Qi is ready to follow Rat Zhan's approach.

At the end of this war, the rat priests will not be able to spare their hands, and this continuous hill will be taken over by him.

He will not build a city, such a goal is too huge.

Senior rat priests will also be sent to station.

But he will not do nothing, one camp and outpost after another will be spread out in this continuous hill.

Of course, he would not go too far. After all, these camps are far from the level of cities, although there are functional buildings such as rat breeding rooms and cave mushroom cultivation rooms.

And not only that, he will also plan an industrial zone.

There is no shortage of mineral veins in the rolling hills.

These will be mined by him.

This industrial zone will be built by a large number of adjacent rat camps. He is just playing tricks.

Relying on scattered camps to actually simulate the role of the city and build a real rear for himself.

In this way, he can get rid of the control of those senior priests and completely control this army that belongs to him.

The Western Expeditionary Force has been filled too bloated by senior rat priests.

An overly large army requires equally large supplies. Sheng Qi cannot provide the supplies needed by the army, so he is naturally controlled by these senior rat priests.

At the same time, the command of the army is actually controlled by those senior rat priests.

The drawbacks from the initial construction of the Western Expeditionary Force.

The Western Expeditionary Army relied too much on the rat priests.

Before, there was nothing. At the beginning of the army, the rat priests in the army were controlled by Sheng Qi's teacher.

Until he died in the Wild Boar King City.

After the old guy died, he should have inherited the old guy's faction, which naturally included the loyalty of the priests in the old guy's hands.

If those priests could truly offer their loyalty to him, then his control over the Western Expeditionary Army would not be so weak.

But compared to him, the rat priests who once gathered under his teacher were obviously more convinced by the other senior rat priests.

These senior rat priests easily completely sidelined Sheng Qi.

If they were not overwhelmed by playing games with each other in the turmoil, then Sheng Qi really couldn't find any opportunities.

This gave Sheng Qi room.

He will take back the power that was sidelined in the war, and will also completely get rid of the control of those senior rat priests in the gap after the war.

At least, he should stand in front of those damn guys, instead of being despised as a more important tool.

But all these possibilities must be sought in this war.

Sheng Qi is a smart guy, even if he may not be an excellent rat commander.

This area will not belong to him after the white rat makes the final decision.

If the city cannot be built, then the temple of the gods will not be established. This is fatal. The production of blood mushrooms depends on the temple of the gods.

Without blood mushrooms, this area can never be completely turned around.

This will be the hurdle that Sheng Qi has to face.

It is also a hurdle that he cannot cross.

The temple is built and the blood pool appears, then the existence of the city is not the turn of Sheng Qi to get into the basket.

As long as it is watched by the rat council, it will only be a matter of time before this area is included in the management.

The replacement of the controller will make Sheng Qi's rear construction go to waste.

This is a problem that cannot be solved.

In this regard, Sheng Qi's solution is to ignore the future and only talk about the present.

In this battle to destroy the country against the half-elves, taking advantage of the time when the senior priests were busy taking care of themselves, they used all the resources they could produce.

He will sell all the corpses, all the slaves in this war, and even the grand sacrifice after destroying the heretical gods.

This is a bold idea.

Absolutely bold idea.

This was something that even Shu Zhan didn't dare to do, but Sheng Qi not only thought about it, but was also prepared to do it. Not only did he do it, he actually found a buyer.

Although he had already done this in the war against the wild boars.

Well, it seems that the group of senior rat priests still underestimated this lucky guy.

It is also ignored that besides luck, Sheng Qi is also mentioned as a binding word.

Good luck to you bold guy.

Sheng Qi was a genius who dared to pry away the rat warrior army to surprise the wild boar people's rear when he was a young priest.

A bold guy.

He was going to use the corpses of all those who died in this war, the slaves he captured, and the control of the grand sacrifice, all of it, in exchange for one thing, blood mushrooms.

Blood mushrooms, lots of blood mushrooms, lots and lots of blood mushrooms.

There are enough to support him in building this continuous camp, and enough that he can run these continuous camps without relying on the temple of the gods.

In this way, he can completely hold the Western Expeditionary Force in his hands.

And used the Western Expeditionary Force in his hand as a bargaining chip against those senior rat priests.

In fact, those willing to bid had hinted at Shengqi.

They can sell everything he needs and provide support that will definitely satisfy him, whether it is supplies, soldiers, weapons, or even the seats of the Skaven Councilors.

Of course, you may have to wait for the rat member seats.

In addition to the Rat Councilor's seat, Sheng Qi believed that the buyer would definitely provide other things.

But he did not agree to this lucrative deal.

The painful lessons brought to him by devoting himself to these senior rat priests have made him have an instinct for these things.

He would not, after finally breaking free from one set of shackles, fall into another set of shackles.

He will never be willing to succumb to these guys, no matter who they are!

He will become a big shot, and he will become a big shot, no matter the cost.

But all this has a premise.

time.

He had to end this war quickly. Only in this way could he free up more time. He was not sure how long the struggle between the senior rat priests would last.

He must hurry up.

Who else can be relied upon.

Sheng Qi thought of a guy, a figure who had not appeared for a long time, his nominal boss.

Perhaps now is the time to contact him again.

Just thinking of that indifferent guy, Sheng Qi still murmured in her heart.

Sheng Qi was not sure whether he could get help, but he wanted to try anyway. The increase in power in his hands would not be a bad thing for him in any case.

To some extent their interests are aligned.

He had no reason not to help himself.

If possible, Sheng Qi felt that he needed another teacher.

Soon after, a group of marauding knights left the rolling hills and ran towards the barren mountains.

Under the sacred oak tree, in the intricate underground tunnels.

A large number of corpses were collected from the ground by the rat people, whether they were rat people or those of the half-elves, they were going to be sold as commodities.

That group of buyers was well-informed. They had arrived just after the war.

At the same time, their strength does not need to be doubted.

Because what arrived was a group of guys who could compete with the senior rat priests for resources.

Temple Guard.