From Skaven to God-King of War

The long-lasting war began to escalate.

More things were thrown into the battlefield, the Desolate Mountains, and the Underground Rat City.

The research on gray stone finally made some progress.

A cylindrical object with a faint blue color was born in the Underground Rat City. A soul engine that uses those faint blue bones as power and can release energy stably was born.

It was very rough and simple, but it finally allowed the rats to take a crucial step in the use of soul energy.

It also means that an independent branch of the engineering school of the rats has finally been born again.

Soul technology.

And not only that.

On the same day, also in the Desolate Mountains and the Underground Rat City, the rat priest who was dealing with various forces waited for a suitable person to surrender.

A big claw priest who was about to rot in the corner of this magnificent city, he rushed to Sheng Qi regardless of everything.

He looked gray and had an indescribable stench all over his body, but he knelt in front of Sheng Qi regardless of everything.

Not every big claw priest can have a decent life, especially in this twisted country.

The operation of a magnificent underground city is inseparable from the maintenance of the big claw priests. Such a huge task is divided into tasks that are delegated one by one. In this chaotic affairs, not every task can be so decent.

Blackwater, he is a guy waiting to rot at the bottom of the city.

The underground rat city has undergone many major reconstructions and revisions to pave the way for the expansion of the city and to deal with the problems encountered in the expansion of the city.

This is indeed a glorious city.

It’s just that countless rats live in it, and the filth they bring is also countless.

Feces, corpses, wastewater, all kinds of things, these all need to be dealt with and handled.

As a result, an unprecedented sewage system was born in the underground rat city. Three main roads running through the entire city, plus countless sewage canals that flow into the main roads from all over, together constitute the veins of this sewage system.

How to describe this system? Each of the three main roads is wide enough to accommodate three second-generation rat warships running side by side.

Countless sewage, urine, feces, corpses, mixed with all kinds of imaginable and unimaginable things, flow in this sewage system that is like a spider web throughout the underground rat city.

Finally, it is dumped into the desert behind the barren mountains.

Obviously, the rats have no environmental protection concept, but in order to avoid the unspeakable stench in their drinking water, they did not hesitate to use the desert behind the barren mountains as a sewage discharge site.

After all, is there anything that can make these annoying filth disappear faster than that useless land with countless gravel?

It seems that there is no more.

The Great Claw Priest who built this system at the beginning was to solve the problem of sewage discharge once and for all, and also to prevent this system from quickly losing its function in the subsequent expansion of the city.

A great deal of redundancy was left.

But he still underestimated the complexity of the things that would be thrown into this sewage system, and the shamelessness of his colleagues.

Since the construction of this sewage system, the underground rat city has been completely renewed. The rat corpses that always appeared in the corners and dark places of the city seemed to disappear overnight.

This is certainly not because good hygiene measures have changed the rats' temper.

It's just that they found a better place for these things.

No matter what you want to deal with, is there anything simpler than dumping it directly into this ditch?

Among the corpses born from murder and robbery, some waste produced by the breeding house, the abandoned rat planting bases born in the planting room, and various small items that were discarded.

The most outrageous thing is the group of big claw priests in the industrial zone.

They dug another ditch that runs through the underground of the industrial zone and connects to this sewage system, and directly imports countless wastewaters produced in smelting into it.

All of this made the sewage system, which was originally sufficient, become stretched to its limits, and the redundancy reserved during construction was being consumed very quickly.

As a last resort, the Rat Council added many positions for the Great Claw Priests to maintain the sewage system that had just been built and was beginning to become congested.

There was no other way, after all, the last congestion directly caused the overflowing sewage to flood the entire lower city area of ​​the underground rat city.

That day was really a disaster.

Countless rats swam in the sewage surging in the underground tunnel.

In the stench, in the unspeakable horror.

The rats floating up from the water were crowded in the sewage, like a group of maggots wriggling on the surface of a cesspool.

Even though the disaster was soon quelled, the underground rat city was smelly for a long time.

During that period of time, the white rats' faces turned green in a state visible to the naked eye.

Undoubtedly, someone had to take the blame. The big-clawed priest who presided over the project was pushed out and beheaded in the original temple.

This unlucky guy died unjustly, but he had to take the blame for such a thing. After all, the guys who dumped excess garbage into this sewage system were all kinds of people, including almost all the ratmen.

He could only be asked to die.

Afterwards, after countless indicators were distributed and a large number of big claw priests entered the system to start maintenance, there was no such tragic situation.

This sewage system has also brought considerable changes to the rats.

It can even be said that a new ecology was born in the underground rat city.

The industrial wastewater, culture medium, waste nutrients, and small objects that flowed into the ditches recklessly quickly brought changes to this huge sewage system and attracted those guys wandering in the dark of the city to pour into this sewage system.

Various mushrooms appeared in these ditches, pipes, and sewage rivers, many of which have certain value.

A light green mushroom with red spots has become a special item sought after by rat caravans recently.

Because of its special effects and uniqueness.

The rats found that this strange mushroom, which grows in sewage pipes and only grows in sewage pipes, has an excellent hemostatic effect and is also very delicious. Well, the latter may be incidental, after all, this strange mushroom is really very effective in treating external injuries.

A little juice, plus a blood mushroom, even if the stomach is broken, there is a certain possibility of survival.

It is incredible.

In addition to such special effects, this mushroom seems to be able to grow only in these ditches and sewage rivers flowing with sewage.

Many big claw priests who run planting rooms have thought about such mushrooms, but no one has made any progress for the time being.

After being discovered by the rat caravan, such mushrooms soon became popular throughout the rat empire, but there is one strange thing. Those who buy this mushroom are generally not the rat mercenaries or rat warriors who are facing battles, but the rat priests are particularly eager for such mushrooms.

It is difficult to evaluate. No matter how delicious this mushroom is, it grows in such an environment after all.

It's not just these special mushrooms. Small discarded objects are salvaged from sewage rivers and pipes, and free iron filings are scooped out with magnets. The free iron filings contained in this sewage system are a bit too high, coming from the industrial wastewater that continuously flows into it.

These are all valuable things.

In the Rat Empire, those free people can still open workshops and be hired as Rat mercenaries, but these guys at the bottom, regarded as defective products, despised poor guys, have nothing to do, and no chance to stand in the sun.

The birth of this sewage system has almost attracted all the attention of these pathetic guys.

All kinds of rat guys who have been stubbornly living in the shadows under the long-term pursuit of rat mercenaries, these rat guys who are outside the mainstream rats.

They gathered together and started a tragic war for these ditches flowing with feces and urine, and for these sewage pipes that run through the underground rat city.

Yes, perhaps it is more appropriate to describe this situation as war.

These guys painted various patterns on their bodies with blood, organized themselves in tribes, and held various weapons.

They fought each other in these pipes and ditches almost crazily.

During that period, there were several times and dozens of times more rat corpses than usual, floating in these sewage mixed with feces and urine, and those strange mushrooms ushered in a huge wave of prosperity.

The war lasted for quite a long time, and these barbaric and crazy guys finally divided their sphere of influence.

It also brought various special mushrooms to the rat caravans, in exchange for some pitiful blood mushrooms, and a possibility of obtaining various mainstream things in the rat empire.

Unexpectedly, these blood-stained blood mushrooms, these blood mushrooms exchanged for countless corpses and deaths, were used to exchange the most, not various weapons, armor, food, not these things.

Instead, they were exchanged for those sacrificial utensils, divine pattern slabs, blood gold seeds, and these things and things related to the great gods.

In the boundless suffering, most of these pathetic guys have been curled up in the dark of the underground city all their lives. The great god has become their pillar that cannot collapse and their only comfort.

After all, they are not real rats, but also ratmen, and they don’t have much awareness of those guys walking in the light of this city.

They are not rats, they are also ratmen.

It’s just a pity that their suffering is not taken seriously.

Until the end of this cruel war, no one has ever paid attention to them. Except for the mushrooms that made the big claw priests particularly happy, they have nothing to care about.

And even the control of these turbid sewage is so shaky.

The benefits brought by the mushrooms attracted the rat mercenaries, and the arrival of the big claw priests brought the authority of the rat parliament here.

But there is good news.

This turbid sewage that makes them bleed is not so valued by the big claw priests who arrived here.

Blackwater is extremely dissatisfied with his own experience.

In an internal struggle, he was defeated and was directly stuffed here, into this smelly ditch.

Even though the benefits that gradually emerged here made the rat caravans deliberately stop here.

But in Heishui's view, this is just a stinking ditch, a stinking ditch with stinking black water flowing.

Even after a while, he still couldn't accept the reason for his failure.

That day, he raised his head high. He thought he would be promoted. After all, an administrator who managed the upper streets disappeared. The reason for his disappearance? No one would care about this. A position was vacant, which meant that he had a chance to climb up.

Get out of the lower blocks and become a more decent and superior big claw priest.

Originally, he thought so. After all, in this area, the only one who could compete with him was the young big claw priest, who was also a fool. There was no reason for him to lose, absolutely impossible!

And then he lost.

Failed for a damn, ridiculous reason.

He still remembers the damn words that the old guy who came down from the upper blocks left for him.

"A guy who doesn't even have a name is too dignified!"

That's it! That's it! He just lost, damn it, is that idiot's name decent?

That idiot is called Big Claw, is that a decent name?

Leaving his own name vacant does not mean that he cannot get a name by himself, but represents his ambition. Among the rat priests, if you can be given a name by a higher-level rat priest, then it means that the rat priest appreciates and accepts you, and it also means that you have become a guy who can legitimately inherit various inheritances after the death of the higher-level rat priest.

Of course, he also had such a dream, longing to be appreciated by a higher-level rat priest.

But unfortunately, what he waited for was such humiliation.

He simply couldn't stand such a failure. The first time he arrived at this smelly ditch, he gave himself a name in anger.

Black Water, he gave himself a name, just like the black and smelly water in this flow.

There is no reason. In anger, he casually gave himself such a name, but so what?

Even if it is black stinking water, I will move forward and continue to flow.

With this thought, Heishui began his new career.

After a while, he was defeated.

Desperate, he found that if he continued to stay beside this black stinking water, he would also start to rot and stink.

As a place that was almost like a place of exile, he simply could not find any opportunity to climb up here.

He was about to rot and stink.

Until a piece of news came.

The newly appointed ratman high priest, Sheng Qi, was about to come to the lower city, where he saw many big claw priests and ratman mercenaries gathered in the lower city.