From Skaven to God-King of War

But good luck is limited after all, and the subsequent ending is nothing more than falling into this simple trench like the unlucky guy around him.

The big claw priests are obviously more experienced. They scattered like birds and beasts the moment the attack appeared, and disappeared without a trace.

The simple high tower was knocked down.

Until this moment, the ratmen in this area seemed to react. After the fierce exchange of fire, not a single enemy was left. The angry roars of the rat priests sounded soon after, and the rat warriors in this area couldn't raise their heads.

Soon after, the dead guys were carried out of the trench, and the bodies were casually abandoned aside. Another team of rat warriors took over the trench. In this small area, the big claw priests also came back again.

However, there were some things that were not so harmonious when they came back with the big claw priests. The vanguard team of the ghost eye people appeared in this area again.

This time, a more intense exchange of fire occurred, perhaps because the angry rat priest had not had time to retreat to the back.

Sharp and piercing roars with a bit of fear and trembling echoed in this area.

"Go, go!"

Soon, the place was in a mess, and the rat priest could not escape, but it didn't matter, he was just a young guy who had just taken office, otherwise how could he be pushed to the battlefield.

The body of the rat priest was hung high up and floated gently with the wind.

The high tower that had been slightly repaired collapsed again.

After a while, another rat army came here, and the same young rat priest roared.

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Being in the empty starry sky, the passage of time became extremely insensitive, and the things that came into view were so unchanging, the empty and cold universe.

If it goes on for a long time, even the immortal species will feel despair for this starry sky.

This situation is called star phobia. Everything is fine on large warships and arks, because these warships are a small world of circulation, and communication with various people of the same kind can greatly alleviate such fear.

But it is different on this small reconnaissance ship.

This reconnaissance ship is too small, and star phobia is difficult to be effectively alleviated.

However, ordinary crew members do not have to face this despairing vast starry sky. The hibernation chamber in the crew lounge allows them to welcome the surprise of arriving at the destination after waking up from a sleep.

This is just the treatment of ordinary crew members, but the captain as a navigator is different.

The tall figure sits on the command center, and determines the accuracy of the navigation through the observation hole in front of her and the virtual star map constantly projected by the warship AI.

At this time, she is the only figure still active on the entire reconnaissance ship.

She could go to the logistics warehouse of the warship and prepare a pot of boiling Anxing tea for herself. Drinking this bitter drink can greatly relieve fatigue. It is also an excellent taste. Only the most upper-class Eldar can appreciate it.

Just thinking that she was the only one awake here at this time, she quickly dispelled such thoughts.

Putting her slender legs on the console and stretching her body wantonly is a practice that violates the operation manual of the warship and spacecraft, and will also surprise the crew. After all, their captain has always used rigidity and seriousness as the most important label and first impression.

But if their captain, the young prospective navigator, is asked to describe this matter herself.

She will laugh and tell you, because everyone thinks that a qualified navigator should be like this, and those great navigators are also like this, so she shows it like this.

This is a common disguise, from a young and ambitious female Eldar who wants to climb up.

She may not like being a navigator, but undoubtedly, as a navigator she can climb up smoothly.

But how should I put it? Sometimes this kind of disguise is not wise, and even extremely deadly.

Especially when she does have the talent of a navigator.

Day after day, sailing in the starry sky where the flow of time is not felt at all, looking at this cold and unchanging emptiness and nothingness, despair slowly climbs in her heart, and her expression becomes more and more empty and numb, but she herself does not notice it.

Once again, the calibration is completed. No matter how advanced the battleship AI is, it is inevitable to encounter some interference when sailing in the universe, and it is easy to deviate from the course without knowing it. At this time, the navigator is needed to correct it.

Once again, the correction is completed.

Raised his head in numbness, until at a certain moment, the increasingly empty and desperate soul completed the connection with the chaotic world, or the subspace.

This is the talent of their race, the affinity with the subspace.

At this moment, she was able to witness the strange scene and see the cold bloody sun.

There was a brief trance on her face.

She once again violated the rules that should be followed. This time it was not the battleship and spaceship operation manual, but the navigator's navigation rules.

If you encounter such a situation and it is difficult to resist the despair brought by the fear of space during the voyage, then you must immediately suspend the navigation work and immediately go into a period of hibernation ranging from one to three years.

Under this rule, there is a bright sentence in red.

If you cannot stop the navigation work under special circumstances, then, then, then never peek into the warp.

This young Eldar captain and navigator undoubtedly did not abide by these rules. What will this bring her? I don't know.

But after she successfully peeked into the cold bloody sun, her mental state began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her star fear began to subside.

Until her sanity completely returned, she was freed from the dangerous state of peeping into the warp and she was safe again.

But why did she seem unhappy, with a bit of trance and reluctance on her face?

But no matter how she tried later, she never entered the fear of the starry sky again, and never peeked into the beautiful, beautiful, beautiful bloody sun again.

It seemed that all this was just a flash in the pan, just an unreal illusion.

It took her a long time to get rid of the uncontrollable depression.

After this accident, nothing noteworthy happened in the subsequent voyage. In her estimation, it would only take ten years for her to reach the lonely galaxy with only one planet.

In front of the complex control panel, the tall captain stretched her waist again. In front of her, next to the complex control panel, a simple graffiti appeared at some point.

Depicting a bright red sun.

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It has only been ten years since the Eldar visited this small planet.

This is not a long time scale, but it is hard to say whether this visit will be so friendly.

What are the rats doing at this time?

They are still pushing for the protracted war.

That huge city, as solid as a hedgehog, is about to be broken.

At this time, two years have passed since the rats launched that large-scale battle.

During this time, Du Yuan was also paying attention to the progress of the rats, but he had to admit that the concept of time of a true god was far different from that of mortals.

Du Yuan just paused for a moment, and the passage of time in the Rat Empire was calculated in years.

In Du Yuan's perception, the long-lasting war between the rats was just a farce that did not last long.

They were about to go to the starry sky.

The guest who was going to visit would bring a key.

In fact, it was a bit of a stretch to say it was a key.

It would probably give some inspiration, and the rats would at least know that there were more things in the starry sky.

As for the follow-up, how would it develop.

Du Yuan had enough time to wait for the result to appear, so he didn't need to care too much.

Just close your eyes and take a little rest, and then the rats would almost step into the starry sky.

Of course, such an easy thing was only for Du Yuan. He just closed his eyes for a while, and that time would pass for a hundred years or more.

I don't know when it started, but a faint sleepiness entangled Du Yuan for no reason.

This is the side effect of the rank leap. After all, Du Yuan is not a natural ancient god. His divine body needs to be baptized in a long time. At this time, sleeping is a very important thing.

But now is not the right time to fall asleep.

Suppressing the sleepiness, Du Yuan sat in the empty scarlet world. On the throne, Xiaochun was entangled. Du Yuan touched Xiaochun's head and suddenly spoke.

"If I really fall asleep, I want you to help me take care of those noisy guys."

Xiaochun listened to this and raised his head in confusion.

It didn't seem to understand what Du Yuan meant by this sentence, but Du Yuan didn't explain more.

If he really fell asleep like this, then it would not only be the rat people who needed care and attention, but Xiaochun and the cold soul giant bell would also need to be taken care of.

There are many things to consider. Now is not the best time. Du Yuan can only endure this increasingly strong hardship and continue to watch everything in the mortal world.

That huge city is about to be breached.

In the past two years, the Dark Eyes Human Empire seemed to be struggling to survive, and seemed to realize that if it continued like this, it would be doomed to perish.

They began to deliver power to this huge city regardless of everything.

But in the end, this dying struggle was completely overwhelmed. This time, the rats did not engage in any conspiracy or tricks, and there were no sneaky assassins running wildly in the dark corners.

They just kept pressing forward, madly consuming and colliding, and the land that had been swallowed up by the human empire was gradually digested, with more resources, larger land, the roar of steam trains, and the increasingly crazy and bloodthirsty storm rats.

The balance of power was completely broken. From the beginning, the human empire overwhelmed the rat empire, but due to the huge territory, it could only defend until the rat empire and the human empire were evenly matched and madly consumed each other. Now, the rat empire has become more and more powerful, and the human empire has no successors and can only shrink and defend. Now it has no power to survive.

The change of the situation happened in this grand battle. This battle became another meat grinder. The old lion of the human empire tried to roar loudly again, but unfortunately, his weakness was already visible to the naked eye, and his roar could not scare anyone away.

In this war, in the northern battlefield, a total of 8 million ratmen died in two years, not counting the slave rats in the engineering team, and not counting the ratmen who were kicked out of the army because of injuries and wailing day and night.

Counting all these guys, the number of ratmen killed and injured in this battle may have exceeded 20 million. What a terrifying number.

But it is just a number.

The three super cities that were completely formed in the rat empire supported this terrifying battle.

They supported everything needed for this terrifying battle, war equipment, young ratmen, magic weapons, food, equipment, incentives, blood mushrooms, and the comfort of faith.

Everything was provided by the three super cities.

This was not even a serious injury to the three cities. Instead, they became more prosperous in the huge war demand.

The dead rats and dead humans together created the prosperity of these three super cities.

Humans just don't have such a strong rotation ability.

In this battle, two million professional warriors died on the side of the Ghost Eyes, and the rest of the people affected added up to only five million.

Compared with the number of 20 million rats, it seems nothing at all, but this is only the loss suffered by the Ghost Eyes on this battlefield. On the western battlefield, on the narrow coast, an equally tragic war was going on.

The Ghost Eyes, who were already out of breath, could no longer sustain this empire that had stood for so long.

Just like the collapsed dominoes, the Ghost Eyes, who lost such a group of living forces, could no longer maintain the rotation of war.

Indeed, their technology is better than that of the rats, and the gap is constantly widening.

But what does it matter? Even if the technological gap is huge, they are almost out of people to deal with this brutal war. A whole generation of young people and middle-aged people who are suitable for participating in the war have almost been lost in this long war.

The generation that is regarded as the future is about to be consumed in this cruel war.

Although the rat people are not as technologically advanced as the ghost-eyed people, they can rotate in such consumption and even become more vigorous, so they are going to win.

These despicable guys are going to destroy and trample on the races and civilizations that they regard as heretics again.

No matter how glorious and powerful these heretics were once.