From Skaven to God-King of War

After wandering for a long time, the uninvited guest finally arrived in this barren galaxy.

The proportion of galaxies derived from the remains of a small world in this starry sky is really pitiful.

A galaxy that is not big enough, a sun that is not big enough, a planet that is lonely and not malicious enough.

The rat people didn't really name their home planet.

This group of noisy guys did not really realize the vastness of the starry sky and the role of the earth they stepped on in this world.

So naturally, this naming right is going to be claimed first.

The frontier of the universe is barren and unattractive.

According to the naming strategy of the Eldar, it is very natural that this galaxy and this planet may be given an inconspicuous name.

Wasteland One galaxy, Wasteland One planet.

Dust 30045 Galaxy, Dust 30045 Galaxy Planet No. 1.

Such an insignificant name, or not even such an insignificant name.

I just have to admit that sometimes appearances can be deceiving.

The moment he broke into this small galaxy, the tall Eldar scout ship captain was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him.

A faint blue comet flashed in front of her.

I can't imagine it, it's hard to describe, my mouth is wide open, I don't know how to describe it.

You know, the Eldar Federation and that group of rude cosmic pests once threw six Ark fleets at each other with an ether crystal the size of a scout ship, tearing apart all the stars in the smaller half of the cantilever. In that battle, the young woman Just because the God of War snatched an ether crystal that was slightly larger than those cosmic pests, she was awarded the most noble Cosmic Voice Medal.

And my God, this ether crystal passing in front of her at this moment, how many Cosmic Voices is it worth!

She remained silent for a long time in such disbelief, until another, more exaggerated thing appeared in front of her. Amidst the harsh alarm sound of the star detection radar, a blue satellite appeared in front of her...

"What an exaggeration!"

The young captain murmured quietly.

Naturally, the name of this galaxy was determined.

ether.

This galaxy with only one star and one planet was named by the Eldar, Ether, the Ether Galaxy.

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Wasteland City, in an extremely unfair competition, acquired a group of rats who were experienced in exploring the stars.

There were many twists and turns.

These rat priests paid a large amount of blood mushrooms for this, in exchange for the relief of their colleagues in the underground rat city.

The amount of blood mushrooms was so high that it was hard for all the rat men to breathe.

But it's all worth it.

After all, apart from the divine revelation contained in being the first to ascend to the sky, the mining of soul gems alone can immediately bring a large amount of rewards.

That's a big payoff.

After all, in addition to being inseparable from blood mushrooms, the rat people are also gradually inseparable from these faint blue stones.

Everything requires these faint blue stones, and everything can become more outstanding and powerful with the addition of some of these faint blue stones.

Let the rat people put it down.

Of course, even this is not enough for these guys who value blood mushrooms more than their lives to make such a decision.

Some deeper reasons may also come from the ocean scam that is becoming increasingly difficult to sustain.

No matter how tenacious the sea people are, the number of rat people pouring into the sea is still a bit too much.

With year after year of plunder, the Sea Tribe is literally on the verge of extinction.

But this bubble built on the heretical war and the sea of ​​wealth has not stopped expanding.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that a huge shock is about to come. The crisis and shock caused by this ocean scam may not be lighter than the last time.

It's just that the big shots and smart people in the Rat Man Empire have no idea of ​​​​solving this problem.

However, the rat priests of Waste City seemed to have used their brains and began to increase the purchase prices for those Nagas, ocean murlocs, and the few remaining sea tribes again and again.

They blew the bubble even bigger.

Can you imagine that in the first year of the Sea Tribe’s invasion, the price of those ugly sea murlocs covered with fishy mucus was only slightly higher than that of Goblins? At that time, because of the aftermath of the turmoil, the A complete cessation.

The price of goblins has reached an unprecedented high.

Two goblins and three inferior blood mushrooms.

Up to now, with the expansion and utilization of land, the price of goblins has dropped to six goblins and one inferior blood mushroom.

But the prices of these ocean murlocs, which were not much better than goblins, began to rise sharply.

From one ocean murloc with two inferior blood mushrooms at the beginning, to now one ocean murloc with ten inferior blood mushrooms.

This is already an extremely high and inappropriate price. After all, no matter how expensive the thing is, inferior sacrifices like the Ocean Murloc must be measured based on the proceeds from the sacrifice.

If six goblins are sacrificed, two to three inferior blood mushrooms can be born in the blood pool, similar to ocean murlocs and goblins.

But in fact, this output will be greatly reduced, and one-third of the blood mushrooms produced by six goblins will be intercepted by the original temple in the Desolate Mountains.

So the inferior blood mushrooms produced by six goblins can actually only be maintained at such a quantity of two.

Due to this output limit, the prices given by the temple guards and the rat priests are all tending to be unified.

Six goblins and one blood mushroom, this price has been maintained for many years after it was determined.

To some extent, goblins can be equivalent to blood mushrooms.

Three goblins are equal to one inferior blood mushroom.

But why do the rat farmers who have the most goblins choose to give away the blood mushrooms in their hands at a price?

It can only be said that this is the source of the wealth of the rat priests and temple guards.

Faith tax

Only these two groups of guys have the right to interpret the great god's faith, so naturally, only they can interfere with the great god's temple, and only in the great god's temple can blood pools be built to grow blood mushrooms.

Then, even if I do nothing, I will still take half of your harvest. This is reasonable, this is reasonable!

To put it bluntly, these guys have been relying on their right to interpret their faith to collect taxes crazily. After understanding this, you can understand why the group of rat priests suddenly learned from the temple guards and began to promote rat farms overnight.

Why is Sheng Qi obviously occupying the absolute righteousness in the Rat Empire, but has little say, and has been looking miserable all these years.

After all, the most important right of the Rat Empire as a country is to collect taxes. This has never fallen on the Rat Parliament and Sheng Qi, but has been divided up by the temple guards and rat priests.

If Du Yuan hadn't asked Xiaochun to intercept a part of all the sacrificial ceremonies and send it to the underground rat city.

Then the underground rat city would have been set up a few years ago, leaving only one position of faith leader.

At this time, a problem arises.

The price of goblins is so low, but why can the price of ocean murlocs, which are the same as goblins, rise to such an exaggerated level?

In essence, ocean murlocs and goblins are the same in value.

They are the kind of things that cannot be too precious no matter how scarce they are.

After all, three ocean murlocs are only equivalent to one inferior blood mushroom.

But such an abnormal situation has occurred.

Now, an ordinary ocean murloc can be offered at a terrifying price of ten inferior blood mushrooms.

Undoubtedly, these rat priests are preparing something.

Perhaps they have no idea of ​​controlling the ocean bubble that is about to explode, but they are very interested in making a fortune by taking advantage of this crisis that is about to explode.

The price of ocean murlocs has not been rising to such an outrageous level at a steady rate, but has suddenly soared in a strange curve recently.

Of course, the rat priests in the Waste City are not doing charity, but they want to make another fortune after the bubble bursts.

This is inspired by the operation of the temple guards.

The temple guards auctioned the land, supported the rat farmers, and finally harvested the goblins raised by these rat farmers.

Among them, it cannot be said that they can make money steadily, but they have made money several times.

Naturally, the rat priests will be jealous, but they are jealous. When they want to imitate, they suddenly find that the temple guards who have maintained the army with blood mushrooms and successfully won over the rat lords in several wars and the peace turmoil have undoubtedly become the largest landlords in the rat empire.

Whether it is the main continent or the subcontinent, there is no vacant position.

The rat priests in the Waste City set their sights on the boundless sea and saw the ocean fishman as a suitable example.

Of course, many problems have not been solved if you really want to raise these sticky and disgusting guys.

After all, the sea is too empty, and it is not the home of the ratmen. If you don't keep an eye on it for a long time, even if you really release the marine fishmen, they will probably disappear in an instant.

But it's not a big problem, these guys are not here to make a long-term profit.

Although this march to the sea is just a bubble that is constantly blown up, it has actually created a group of relatively wealthy guys.

The target of the ratmen priests in the waste city is this group of guys.

Before the bubble is about to burst, the price of the marine fishmen will be raised until the bubble bursts, when the chaos and panic begin to spread, when these guys don't know what to do in panic.

The bait they throw will become extremely conspicuous.

In the high purchase price of marine fishmen.

They will divide up pieces of sea areas and auction them off under the name of a marine farm like the temple guards.

Of course, they are not sure whether they can make money in this way.

Although each of these guys has the potential to be a street lamp, the history of the Ratman Empire is still too short.

These guys can only try by searching.

This is a temporary gamble. Several Ratman priests who think they can make a fortune have joined together to weave a not-so-detailed network.

Whether or not we can catch fish depends on the direction after the bubble bursts.

It is a small attempt by several rat priests in their spare time.

And now the real heavy attempt is still in progress.

These guys want to monopolize the soul gems falling from the sky, or more directly, they want to control and mine the Death Comet and the Soul Moon.

In a very short time, the greed that was released from the cage expanded to an unprecedented level.

And to do this, it is necessary to be one step ahead of all rats in the exploration of the starry sky.

Since this idea came up, and then this group of guys reached a consensus in the mutual pulling.

You can see that the Waste Slag City has gone from being uninterested in investing blood mushrooms in the exploration of the starry sky to becoming excited, and began to invest with all their efforts and use various means to accelerate.

And they did it.

After mobilizing a large number of blood mushrooms, using two methods of cheating and simple and crude blood mushrooms to smash at the same time.

A large number of big claw priests who have studied rockets came to the Waste City either voluntarily or by force.

Between the two roads of magic energy engine and fossil energy, the rat priests of the Waste City chose the one that is currently progressing the fastest without hesitation.

After all, efficiency is everything.

After the big blood mushrooms were smashed, the progress was rapid. With the support of this group of rat priests, the first step worth being engraved was about to be taken.

This test launch was widely publicized.

It was carried out in the center of the Waste City.

Those big claw priests were somewhat dissatisfied with this. After all, in their calculations, the best test launch had been placed on the dead oak tree in the rolling hills.

The rat priests did not care about the dissatisfaction of the big claw priests. After all, no matter how dissatisfied they were, could it compare to the first exploration of the starry sky by the rats, embracing the divine revelation of the great gods, and the reputation and benefits brought by this incident in the Waste City?

After throwing a large number of blood mushrooms, any dissatisfaction was quickly resolved.

Of course, in order to ensure that this attempt can proceed smoothly.

Some necessary modifications were also carried out on the experimental rocket.

After all, the venue has changed.

Thicker, larger, loaded with more fuel, and some secret formulas added.

The ground soul stone powder will be mixed into the rocket fuel to bring more violent thrust.

Although this will greatly increase the instability of the experimental rocket, it doesn't matter. For these blood mushrooms, the explosion is an explosion.

The worst case scenario is to add a little more charge. As long as it can fly up, the explosion is an explosion.

With this mentality, the rat priest and the big claw priest started a gamble together.