From Skaven to God-King of War

In that drowsy meeting, the temple priests entrenched in the New Holy City, in this towering steel city that reaches the sky, made a decision.

They will also start the construction of the star fleet, which is something that must be put on the agenda, in fifty years, no, thirty years, no, twenty years!

In twenty years, they will build a complete star fleet in the outer star port of Shenqi City.

This is not a good idea, which will greatly provoke Qi's nerves, but it was still pushed forward in this meeting.

Obviously, some guys are anxious. Qi's suppression of them makes the sacrifices that can be sent to the altar less and less, but these corrupt vampires need to consume more and more lives every moment.

These Sheng Qi can't stop.

He is really old, his heart is old, and his condition is not good.

Two hundred years have passed, and the rats have finally become more respectable. Although there may be familiar figures from two hundred years ago on the field at this time, these guys no longer quarrel and curse each other at such meetings.

In the conversation, the opening words are interests, and the closing words are faith. The waving arms are the fate of a rat city, and the fragmented conversations are the fate of a planet.

There is no doubt that they do have such rights.

The vast scale of the universe allows the rats to grow unlimitedly, and the endless growth of the rats also makes the power in the hands of these carnivores expand like a balloon.

Greed can be magnified unlimitedly, desire can be magnified unlimitedly, and everything can be magnified unlimitedly.

But all this made Sheng Qi feel tired, after all, he is old.

The meeting ended.

Sheng Qi had just left, and an anxious figure approached.

A gray guy.

He is also a guy who still handles heavy tasks with ease in the rat empire.

Black water.

Over the years, the various strange spores produced by Blackwater have spread throughout the Rat Empire, and have also brought about many strange changes. It can be said that this guy is the founder of Chinese medicine in the Rat Empire.

The medical system in the Rat Empire is inseparable from his existence. Those greedy Rat doctors, their opportunity to be born comes from the use of various spore powders.

Of course, the relationship between the two sides has changed now, more like the struggle between pharmaceutical manufacturers and those agents.

The development of Rat surgery comes from the struggle between Blackwater, a pharmaceutical giant, and its agents. Those Rat doctors are so greedy that it is unimaginable, and at the same time, Blackwater's greed is no less.

Over-reliance on those strange spores is inevitable to be harvested by Blackwater again and again. In order to obtain greater benefits, these guys began to explore medicine.

Of course, there is absolutely no lack of various tragic processes during this period. After all, Rat people do not care about rat rights, and they have long had the habit of playing with flesh and blood.

In the selfless dedication of the wailing guys, the medicine of the Rat people came later and made great strides forward.

Of course, these guys are not reliable.

Now, if you want to find a rat doctor to cure your disease, this may be a problem, but it is not difficult to ask them to help you modify the injured part and fill it with some steel machinery.

To some extent, the medical technology of the rat people has gone astray. It has neither moved towards the genetic modification of deformed flesh and blood nor the conventional direction.

Instead, it has inexplicably moved towards mechanical modification, prosthetics, and universal spores, a path that is difficult to describe.

But if you think about it carefully, it is not surprising, because the target of rat medicine is not the rat army or the rat meat eaters at all, but the rat free people, the rat middle class who have just climbed up by relying on the bureaucratic structure of the rat empire.

Cheap, makeshift, such labels make machinery, gears, steam, and the symbiotic spores with great hidden dangers popular in this industry.

Coupled with the unreliable rat doctors, you may just have a small scratch, and they can randomly cut off your arm and replace it with a pair of rusty steel limbs.

This doesn't even matter whether you are a rat freeman or a rat bureaucrat.

It can be said that the whole rat empire has long been complaining about these quacks, but they can't do without them.

But in a way, these guys are indeed very important.

Whether it's a fight in the alley, or poisoning by harmful gases, having your palms crushed by huge gears while working in a factory, or being infected by an unknown virus.

These quacks can always provide solutions at an acceptable high price.

Cut off the limbs and replace them with mechanical limbs, cut off the liver and lungs, replace them with mechanical branches, and then match them with symbiotic spores, mix a large number of different types of symbiotic spores, and then inject them into the body.

If you can survive, congratulations, then you are fine, and even your life will not be greatly affected. Those mechanical limbs and mushrooms that slowly grow in your torso can replace your original limbs very well. They are not delicate or comfortable, but they can be used as a makeshift.

And if you can't survive, then you are dead, simple, efficient, and makeshift.

Heishui's life became more and more comfortable with the support of those rat-man doctors.

He still looked young, waving his arms in front of Sheng Qi, but now his expression seemed a little anxious and angry.

"High Priest Sheng Qi! High Priest Sheng Qi! Those bastards, those smashed things, they! They are doing some tricks again!"

He told the story anxiously.

Not long ago, a warehouse of Sheng Qi in this new holy city was looted.

The things stored in that warehouse were not anything else, but blood mushrooms.

The elderly Sheng Qi did not show too much excitement.

In fact, these blood mushrooms were no longer particularly important to him, but even if they were not important, they could not be peeped and provoked by others.

Sheng Qi left a faint sentence.

"Kill them."

As soon as the words fell, a very luxurious aircraft came in front of Sheng Qi.

It was a stupid act to spy on a high priest standing at the top of the empire, but some guys who had no way out did not care about it.

This essence of life, this eternal life, is not a gift, but more like a curse that will continue, especially when you cannot afford the price you will have to pay for the extension of life.

This is a rat priest with a face full of madness.

He is the leader of all this, and the daring prisoner, not for anything else, but simply to be able to continue to live.

Blood mushrooms are almost equal to life in the rat empire at this time.

There are naturally countless guys who are crazy for this thing.

Having done all this, he would naturally not be stupid enough to stay in this new holy city for a long time. He had prepared a medium-sized cargo ship early.

At this time, in this transport ship, a large number of blood mushrooms loaded into boxes were neatly stacked.

He did not do all this by himself. In fact, when he learned the location of the blood mushroom warehouse, he knew that he was involved in a cruel power struggle.

It's just that he himself didn't have the right to refuse all this, just like he had done before, the big man who was more noble than him, they showed him a price that he couldn't refuse no matter what, so, naturally, he took the bait.

Qi's blockade of the rat priests was not to the extent that those high-ranking temple priests would do anything, but the reduced sacrifices made those rat priests who relied on the essence of life to survive, and those who had not yet stood on the position that would not be abandoned no matter what, feel despair.

For example, this guy.

He is a young rat born in a new era, the rat interstellar era, born in a rat town on a colonized planet. He was an abandoned child picked up from the dirty wastewater by the rat priests in the temple of the small town.

Speaking of which, his survival still depends on Sheng Qi's reform of the rat religion.

That was the hundredth year since the ratmen went to the stars. The increasing number of rebellions and the widespread separatism made the ratmen need a strong bond. This was a natural opportunity for the ratmen priests who had just come out of the shadow of the last ratmen rebellion. However, the belief in the great gods led by the ratmen priests at that time was not enough to serve as a strong bond.

The beliefs of the ratmen priests were too broad, and at the same time, the ratmen who had just recovered from the rebellion were also unsettled.

The split of the gear sect happened at that time.

Sheng Qi stood up at this time and compiled a complete set of scriptures, which stopped the trend of the ratmen priests to fall apart.

In this scripture, Sheng Qi decisively put the great gods at the top of everything and added a series of doctrines to the ratmen church.

Among those clarified doctrines, the ratmen churches really took a breath and began to spread to every planet colonized by the ratmen empire.

Among them, there is the one of mercy. Although it is despised by many guys who have survived from the old times, it is this one that saved him.

The scriptures admonished the rat priests to be merciful, so he was picked up from the muddy sewage by the rat priests in that small city.

In this way, he grew up in the temple, witnessed the death of the rat priest, took over the not-so-famous name from his hands, and officially began his own story while climbing up year after year.

He respected Sheng Qi very much. If it weren't for Sheng Qi, he might not have survived, but he resented Sheng Qi very much, because now, Sheng Qi can move forward calmly in such an old posture, but he is going to die.

It was not easy, it was not easy to get out of that small city and come to Shenqi City. When he landed in this new holy city, his name began to become loud.

But he was really going to die.

When Qi began to blockade and suppress the rat priests, those guys in the new holy city who thought they had obtained the ticket to eternal life began to fear.

Every time the temple council, every time the temple council, they were like those lowly rats, eagerly wandering and waiting, waiting for the quota that might be determined in the end with just a few words from those big guys.

For them, this is the boundary between life and death.

He has survived three rounds, and in these three rounds, he was not the unlucky one who was kicked off the list, until the fourth round, his name no longer appeared on the list.

At this time, he couldn't accept it, and screamed in extreme fear, under the prying eyes of the rat priests around him.

He was very familiar with this kind of sight. In the previous three rounds, he looked at those unlucky people with the same look.

But he couldn't change anything, so he could only wait for death in despair. At this time, the irresistible bait was placed in front of him, and he took the bait decisively.

The process of escape was not so smooth.

Soon, a group of spaceships with shrill alarms rushed out of the towering new holy city.

He was mixed in the fleet of ships heading to the star port, and was inconspicuous.

But it seemed that he was locked, and those small warships rushed straight towards him at a very fast speed.

Damn it, I can't pretend anymore.

The big man didn't completely push him into a dead end. As long as he could successfully rush into the star port, then soon, he and the blood mushrooms in this transport ship would disappear in the arrangement of the big man.

This is his only way to survive.

I can't care about many things.

He screamed at the control console of the transport ship with a ferocious face.

"Stop those reconnaissance ships for me!"

As a ratman priest who once climbed into the list of immortals, he certainly has his own power. In fact, the power in his hands is not small. Perhaps this is why the big man values ​​him.

A group of ratman mercenaries funded by him, they drove various spacecrafts and mixed in this crowded queue.

The star port of Shenqi Star is not in other places, but is suspended above this new holy city. Every day, various ships coming and going, they together form this crowded queue.

But at this time.

A fight broke out over this new holy city, in the eyes of a large number of ratmen.

His ratman mercenaries played a certain role. Those reconnaissance ships rushing towards him were entangled and could not get rid of them for a while.

And he took this opportunity to increase the power of this cargo ship to the maximum, and rushed towards the star port in the sky regardless of anything.

Being in this crowded queue, surrounded on all sides by various ratman warships, he chose to crash head-on into them without hesitation. Amid a series of noises, this fellow with a hideous face and red eyes began his crazy escape.