From Skaven to God-King of War

This is not easy.

There are too many ratmen.

I want to leave my name, leave my name in that blast furnace.

This is not easy!

He is going to die.

This nameless guy, a young ratman mercenary.

I don’t know what he was thinking before he died. Maybe it was the day when he fought with his brother when he was young and left a hideous scar on his face, or maybe it was the curiosity when he first heard about the outside world in the tavern, or the unwillingness of not being able to leave his name in the blast furnace.

Maybe it’s all.

But it may be the last one that occupies a greater possibility.

How unwilling, how resentful, how agitated the ratmen are, and there is no peace and rest.

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In the endless wilderness of this black iron star, there is a stagnant crawler transporter, and on it, there is a dead ratman corpse curled up.

Perhaps in the near future, other rat mercenaries passing by here may find this tracked transporter stuck in the wilderness. At that time, they may take this tracked transporter away and clean up the curled corpse.

This old vehicle will be used again after repair, although it will become more vicissitudes.

And this may not even be the first time that this tracked transporter has experienced such a thing. Among the mottled marks all over the body, who knows if there are no traces left by other dead rat guys, and who knows what kind of story is buried in it.

This is the ratman, a group of guys who are born quickly, die quickly, have short lives, and most of their lives are meaningless. At the same time, their desires are endless, but it is difficult to leave any strong traces in this world.

Not long after, a team of ratmen came along the route, but these guys were not rat mercenaries, nor did they accidentally find this place while wandering.

This group of guys came from a rat gang, and was sent out as a special recycling team.

The loss of the rat transporter attracted the attention of the leader of the rat gang.

Therefore, such a recycling team was specially looking for it along the road.

This transportation business caused heavy losses to the leader of the rat gang. Just like the rat guys he sent to transport goods could not refuse his assignment, he could not disobey the instructions of the rat bureaucrat above him.

A target was issued. He must gather all the rat laborers who were voluntarily sent to the wilderness within the specified time, and at the same time, he must send them to the city camp under construction.

Those guys who volunteered to go to the wilderness were easy to deal with, but after encountering such a sudden incident as the attack of the death worm, the transportation vehicles in his hands became stretched.

Otherwise, he would not have sent out a special recycling team for an old crawler transporter.

These rude guys threw the dried corpse on the driver's seat out of the car, and after a simple inspection, they hooked the crawler transporter.

After getting everything done, they were going back.

But everything was not so smooth.

During their return, the raging wind began to roll up a lot of iron sand again, and it was another sandstorm. Fortunately, there were no hidden death worms and rock beasts in such a sandstorm. Unfortunately, they lost their way and the engine of the vehicle also broke down.

In desperation, they abandoned their vehicles and prayed to board this scarred and dilapidated crawler transporter.

A miracle was born.

This dilapidated crawler transporter was not only not damaged, but also successfully brought them back to the blast furnace.

It brought them back to the huge steel city that looked like a towering blast furnace.

This was simply a miracle. They seemed to be guided by something.

This was not an illusion.

Later, the rats driving this crawler transporter experienced more than one predicament in the wilderness, but every time, this old crawler transporter was always able to bring them back.

Back to this blast furnace.

It seemed that at some point, a guy engraved his unwillingness to not be able to come back on this old transporter.

It can only be said that such things are not accidental. With the passage of time, the rats gradually discovered these miracles born in obscurity.

At a certain moment, those cold machines will have some unusual abilities.

The steam gun that can hit the target with the third bullet, the transport vehicle that can return to the city, and the calculator that can complete difficult calculations in three seconds.

Such miracles are constantly appearing, but they have not been able to set off a huge wave in the rat empire.

Because most of the miracles that appear on the machines are not replicable, and the functions are not all useful, and most of them can only be regarded as toys.

However, those rat engineers who are extremely curious about this phenomenon still carefully studied and recorded these miracle machines, and soon found a common point that exists in all miracle machines.

The reason why these machines can burst out such miracles is inseparable from one thing, that is, the soul stone.

Only those machines that use the soul stone in manufacturing can become a miracle machine.

This makes the rat engineers who study and summarize burst out with more intense curiosity.

They didn't understand why, but undoubtedly, the Soul Stone, in addition to being able to serve as an energy source and provide a better magic reaction rate, seemed to have other changes for mechanical creations.

Perhaps they only needed to figure out why, and they could add this miracle to their works in batches.

Then, their research was stuck.

For these blue stones, these rat engineers found it awkward that they had no idea where to start.

It's not surprising, the current rats are far from being able to understand and explore the soul. Although they have indeed transformed, how can we say it, from primitive people who use antimatter to light torches to modern people who use antimatter to burn boilers.

There are changes, but it seems that the changes are not big.

With no progress, the rat engineers gradually gave up the exploration of the Soul Stone and the pursuit of these miracles.

In fact, these things are not complicated, and the principle of the birth of the so-called miracle is not that complicated.

It was just the reluctance and obsession of a group of lowly guys who lived and died in the morning. Usually, these reluctance and obsession would not cause any waves. Even when Du Yuan was still sitting in the subspace, these reluctance and obsession would be attracted by his instinct, and then collided with Du Yuan's divine body, becoming one of the many distracting thoughts that entangled him forever.

Now, Du Yuan has sunk himself into the gap between the physical universe and the chaotic universe, and no longer attracts these distracting thoughts. Then these paranoia and reluctance have the possibility of staying in the physical universe for a long time.

Of course, this alone is not enough, not enough for these miracles to sprout, and another hard condition is also needed, that is, the soul stone.

The soul stone provides these obsessions and reluctance with the possibility of staying, because the two are originally of the same origin. The soul stones in the hands of the rat people, except for those green stones dug out from flesh and blood, those purer dark blue soul stones, are all from those thoughts that Du Yuan has eliminated.

The combination of the two makes the birth of these miracles possible

In fact, it is a bit of a stretch to call it a miracle. It is just the resentment of some unwilling guys who are unwilling to let go no matter what, and the traces left by some lowly guys like mayflies in helplessness.

For example, this old crawler transporter, why can he return to the blast furnace again and again.

Once, before a young guy curled up and died, he felt that if he could go back smoothly, he would be able to leave his own name in the blast furnace.

Such an obsession is engraved on this mottled crawler transporter, and such a miracle has been achieved.

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These miracles that appear from time to time, although most of them are toys, have also attracted the pursuit of those powerful guys in the Rat Empire.

After all, they are rare, unique, and unusual. Although most of them are useless, some of them have unique uses after all.

They waved the blood money, soul stone, or blood mushroom in their hands, scrambling for these rare objects.

But this can't change one thing. Most of the miracles are just toys for these guys.

They don't need these things either. They just collect them as a collection, a rare ornament.

Blast furnace, the miracle car whose reputation is spreading more and more widely, let it be known by the governor of this city. Not long after, a mottled crawler transporter appeared in the showroom at the highest point of this city.

It can be seen that when it was sent here, it went through extremely detailed cleaning. It is no longer gray, but retains the mottled traces all over the body.

He was placed in the center of this showroom as a precious collection, never to step into the wilderness, and no longer experience running around.

But this did not allow this crawler transporter to continue to maintain its legend and miracle.

It gradually dimmed, and soon, this crawler transporter was completely dim, and it really became an ordinary old transporter.

Why is this so? Perhaps the obsession that has always been unwilling to dissipate finally realized something that he has always been unwilling to recognize clearly.

In this quiet and spotless showroom.

That is, even if he returned to the blast furnace and returned to this city, he might not be able to leave anything behind.

The miracle faded.

The obsession dissipated.

The crawler transporter naturally returned to the ordinary.

The miracle dissipated!

The miracle dissipated!

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Just as the Skaven Empire was on the verge of booming in the starry sky, the Eldar captain who fled from the Godly Star in a panic and the AI ​​hiding in the lifeboat finally escaped from the hazy and chaotic subspace.

The good news is that they did not deviate from the course. This subspace jump did not deviate from the course. They arrived at the predetermined place and were not randomly rolled into the corner of the universe by the disordered space turbulence, or simply kicked into the hands of those paranoid and indifferent guys covered with keratin shells.

They returned to the ruling area of ​​the Eldar Federation, and even from a distance, they saw the mothership parked in the center of the galaxy.

The huge mothership that looked like a planet could still be clearly observed with the naked eye even though it was hovering in space.

And fortunately, their presence seemed to be noticed, and a stream of light broke away from the mothership that was paused in the center of the galaxy and moved towards them.

Soon, they should be able to be successfully rescued.

But now the Eldar and AI on the lifeboat, the two sides do not seem to have reached a complete agreement.

A negotiation is about to go on.

The tall captain seized the opportunity now and wanted to reach a more favorable contract with the master controller.

After all, they are about to return to the Eldar Federation again. At this time, the relationship between the two sides has reversed again. Undoubtedly, as the captain, she now has more initiative.

In her heart, she has actually decided to take a gamble and tie this already unusual master control AI to her chariot.

But this does not prevent him from asking for something and extorting money at this most important and final moment.

Soon after, the guy who looked like a victorious rooster failed to pass the verification and board the Eldar warship that arrived.

Obviously, something unexpected happened somewhere, and she soon knew what the accident was.

Almost two hundred years had passed since she disappeared on the battlefield and returned again.

Her name had been on the list of missing persons in the war for almost two hundred years.

Her mouth slowly opened.

Two hundred years was not a short time for the Eldar, especially during the turbulent war years.

Everything had gone wrong.