From Skaven to God-King of War

When Sheng Qi took a small boat, drifted on the ocean, and finally returned to the island, the rat warriors stranded here were also busy.

Picking up corpses, searching for spoils, and looking for food.

Many of these poor guys were trying to dig the ground, trying to find fertile worms in the soil, or more.

But these large and small islands and reefs were unexpectedly barren. In the past, there were a lot of shellfish, stranded sea fish, some crabs or shrimps on the coast reefs. These were very common.

The sea used to be famous for its richness, but now it is dead silent. The reefs beaten by the waves are bare and there is nothing.

No, it can't be said that there is nothing. There are also some sea monsters attracted here, who spy on the rats running on the island.

The ocean is now only dangerous to the creatures on the ground.

But food is still a tricky problem.

In the frequent attacks of the human fleet, the supply of the Western Fleet has been fluctuating in an extremely unstable state. Moreover, for those lucky supply ships that finally broke through many obstacles and arrived at the Western Fleet, food is not the most important thing. It is not food that is carried the most.

But various ammunition.

The ammunition supplied to the bulky equipment on the warships is undoubtedly more important.

The severe shortage of food has caused the rat warriors to eat each other. These guys are not opposed to eating their own kind, but there is a problem. Most of those who are eaten are those weak guys.

And weak guys often represent a situation, infected with diseases.

In a very short time, a disease has spread rapidly in the Western Fleet.

In fact, this is a rare situation. The rats themselves have extremely high resistance to diseases and plagues, which comes from the selection that has been carried out since birth, from the closed and chaotic environment in the underground city, and from blood mushrooms.

General diseases and plagues are just insignificant things for the rats.

Mushrooms often grow on old ratmen, but their final death is still various murders and fights.

It's just that the disease that spread this time is a little different. It's not an ordinary disease, but an invasion from another creature.

On a small island reef, a skinny ratman with a bulging belly is struggling to move forward. Obviously, this is not a healthy state. You can also see the unspeakable pain and struggle on the face of this weird ratman.

But around him, his companions and other ratmen warriors are standing by and watching this scene.

From afar, the eyes fell and fell tightly on the ratman who was struggling to walk.

It was like waiting for the opening of a banquet.

Finally, the ratman with a bulging belly fell down, lying on his back on the ground, dragged by the bulging belly, and his skinny arms were raised high, with a look of relief in his expression.

The ratmen around couldn't bear it anymore and approached quickly. The tall guy pushed away all the other guys around him and raised the short blade in his hand high.

Under the expectant gaze of all the ratmen, the short blade fell heavily and stabbed the bulging belly of the ratman lying on the ground in front of him.

At this moment, it was like cutting open a pie filled with stuffing, and the stuff inside began to pour out along this hole to the outside world.

Densely packed, there were worms and ribbon-shaped worms, which were entangled together and crowded out from this hole to the outside world.

The source of the plague that continued to spread in the Western Expeditionary Force was a kind of worm, a kind of parasite.

Obviously, even if the ratmen were indeed very resistant to diseases and plagues, they had no way to deal with this group of worms that could madly wriggle in their flesh and blood.

And the most terrifying thing was far more than that.

Those guys who gathered around the fallen big-bellied ratman were prepared for such a scene, or in other words, they gathered around for these worms.

The tall ratman, he got the upper hand without a doubt.

He was not polite at all. He grabbed a large number of surging and entangled ribbon worms and stuffed them into his mouth like eating noodles.

He chewed with big mouthfuls, and some unknown mucus overflowed from the corners of his mouth uncontrollably.

This was a very impactful scene.

These guys treated these sick ratmen as a kind of mobile food.

Soon after, the tall ratman was full and satisfied and left. The other ratmen who gathered around began to scramble for the worms that were stuffed in their stomachs, and also for the remaining corpse of this sick and unlucky guy.

Soon after, the unlucky ratman was left with only a head that had been gnawed and was unrecognizable. It was thrown on the ground casually, and the rest of the body had disappeared.

This habit of gnawing each other is obviously a bad habit, which has accelerated the spread of this parasitic disease.

After all, it is not just the healthy ratmen who are infected by the disease, but these hungry guys who take the initiative to contact the disease.

On the head that had been eaten beyond recognition, a white worm poked its head out from the empty eye sockets and twisted its body instinctively.

A hungry ratman noticed this scene and grabbed it. The white worm was swallowed. Soon after, the hungry ratman felt some discomfort in his body and became more hungry.

Obviously, this cycle will happen again soon.

This is one of the many problems that Sheng Qi has to deal with.

The ratmen are not ready to deal with large-scale epidemics. These guys can't even suture their wounds, let alone deal with such an epidemic.

And Sheng Qi is not ready to deal with it. In fact, he only learned about the existence of this strange disease yesterday.

The big claw priests greeted their commander who looked a little embarrassed at this time.

Sheng Qi climbed down from the boat staggeringly.

Some abnormal situations were reported, but Sheng Qi was obviously too busy at this time. He had no time to rest after climbing down from the boat just now. He started to deploy those ratmen warriors.

In order to deal with the counterattacks that may occur at any time from the island residents, Sheng Qi must quickly complete the construction of defenses on the island reefs, build fortresses on small islands and reefs, and dig underground tunnels and trenches on large islands and reefs. These things obviously need to be coordinated by Sheng Qi.

Sheng Qi undoubtedly needs to pay attention to this matter. Although he does not like the warships made by the big claw priests at all, he does have to admit that without these warships, it will be difficult to move in this ocean.

And now is the time to move.

He must rely on these islands and reefs to support the arrival of the next batch of reinforcements. He does not think that he can really rely on that small boat to cross the ocean.

However, things also need to be prepared for both.

While building defenses and waiting for subsequent reinforcements, Sheng Qi is also preparing to rescue a rat warship trapped by a vortex not far from this island reef.

In short, these are things that need to be done, and they are all things he needs to keep an eye on.

Perhaps because the guys under his command are too unreliable, Sheng Qi has developed the habit of doing things himself.

A compromise that cannot be helped.

The young rat priest, who is recognized as a lucky man in the rat kingdom, has a different kind of sorrow on his face.

Obviously, he, who is envied and hated by many rats, is not really so happy.

He has even been forced to develop a habit of doing things himself by various things.

However, although he has achieved this level, there seems to be a little omission.

Sheng Qi seems to have ignored some abnormal situations.

A big-clawed priest behind him suddenly stopped, and a part of his body made him feel extremely uncomfortable at this moment. The sharp big claws carefully scratched his buttocks, and a comfortable expression appeared on his face.

After doing all this, he found that he was far behind Sheng Qi, who was not far away, and hurriedly began to catch up.

Of course, as the commander of the Western Expeditionary Force, Sheng Qi is certainly worthy of his humility. The most important thing is that the design and construction rights of the new weapon also fall on Sheng Qi.

Perhaps because he was too badly cheated by the things that the big claw priests made, Sheng Qi took away the rights of these guys to build and experiment with new things. Of course, he has this right, after all, he is the investor of the Church of the Spirit of Ore.

Although it is still unreliable in the end, after all, Sheng Qi does not really understand those complex mechanical structures, but at least he can directly reject those things that are very strange at first glance, which is very important.

The big claw priest who sticks to Sheng Qi began to promote his unremitting efforts for a piece of equipment that he calls extremely beautiful and superior. That is, the terrifying rotating blade, the heretic killer, the real weapon, comes from the design of the great big claw priest, the terrifying spiral.

Well, this long list of things is indeed the name that the big claw priest gave to his own design.

When reciting this long list of names, the body of the big claw priest was trembling slightly, and it was an indescribable excitement.

But the corners of Sheng Qi's mouth twitched fiercely.

He accelerated his pace and strode towards the highest point of the island reef.

Obviously, Sheng Qi had no great interest in this terrifying spiral, but the big claw priest was unaware of it and chased after it with small steps.

It can only be said that the love of the big claw priests for their own terrifying creations can indeed suppress many things.

The big claw priest ignored the increasingly strong itch behind him. At some point, a white ribbon-shaped worm poked out of his buttocks, which was the source of his itch.

He was chased by countless people who took small steps towards Sheng Qi who was walking towards the top of the island reef. In the end, Sheng Qi, who could not hold it any longer, had a terrifying expression on his face and kicked the big claw priest who was following him to the ground.

Obviously, if there was a choice, even if Sheng Qi was beaten to death, Sheng Qi would not go to the Waste Slag City to find these freaks.

But it is undoubtedly a bit too late to regret now.

He strode away with a gloomy face.

Behind him, the ratman priest who was confident and persistent in his design stopped awkwardly while tumbling, turned over and jumped up, but he did not suffer any serious injuries.

He did not take these things seriously, he felt that he could definitely make Commander Sheng Qi change his mind.

After all, he is the greatest Big Claw Priest in history.

Thinking like this.

Well, there are indeed few Big Claw Priests with such thoughts and ideas. This mentality should appear more in those orthodox rat priests.

But it cannot be said that there are none. After all, although the rat priests and Big Claw Priests have their own abnormalities, sometimes such abnormalities can also blend.

There is no shortage of freaks.

This Big Claw Priest decided to make a sample for Sheng Qi to see first. As for the source of the material, those stranded rat warships would be a good choice.

At this time, the long worm behind his buttocks also disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

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Fate seemed to play a big joke on Sheng Qi.

Just when Sheng Qi finally managed to make a defense on this island reef belt, this parasitic disease officially entered the stage of full outbreak among the remaining rats in the Western Fleet.

In the newly excavated underground tunnels and pits, the rat warriors fell to the ground in wailing, each with a big belly, weak, skinny, and their expressions became dull and lifeless due to the continuous torture.

In this situation, it is obvious that the rats have lost the ability to deal with human attacks.

At this time, most of the rats on this island have lost the ability to fight.

Faced with such a situation, Sheng Qi should be anxious. As the commander of the Western Fleet, he should think of a way and must deal with such a situation.

But he probably can't do anything.

It's not that he doesn't care about these inferior guys in his hands, nor is it that he has the confidence to deal with possible attacks from humans, but a more superficial reason.

Sheng Qi was also hit.

In this underground tunnel, he supported his body with the flag in his hand.

Although he didn't lie on the ground and wailed weakly like those ordinary rat warriors, his better physical fitness gave Sheng Qi a stronger resistance.

It also brought greater pain. It is difficult to describe what it feels like to be attacked by such parasites, but just thinking about the countless writhing worms swirling in the stomach is enough to make people empty their minds and accept most things calmly.

Sheng Qi did not wail loudly on the ground, but was still able to hold the flag and stand up despite the pain, which was enough to prove his tenacity.

But apart from standing up trembling all over, he could not do anything else.