From Skaven to God-King of War

As the many intelligent creatures that are increasingly prosperous begin to extend their tentacles to a wider world, Du Yuan's framework and ideas are being realized bit by bit as their desires rise.

In this situation, Du Yuan, as the root of this system, his subordinates, Xiaochun and Lenghun Giant Bell, naturally also get some afterglow. They are natural masters of power. In Du Yuan's desire system, even if they do nothing, they can gain power.

Of course, this is not fair to the gods of desire that will gradually be born in the years to come. Even if Du Yuan sleeps in the gaps between the worlds, there will still be two great beings like the emperors cruising in the physical universe and the subspace.

However, the world has never been fair. Xiaochun and Lenghun Giant Bell will naturally enjoy Du Yuan's glory, just like the rats can get such a generous gift just after they leave the planet.

Is this fair? You know, many races in the physical universe at this time are not only not favored, but even their origins are just a little dust sown by the space whale that crosses the starry sky.

To some extent, they also have a connection with Du Yuan. Xiaochun created them, and Du Yuan took care of them, but they will never be able to get Du Yuan's attention like the noisy guys of the rat people, and they will even be happy because of the progress of these noisy guys.

The world has never been fair, but fortunately, their common great god is fair.

Du Yuan is still a generous god, a generous evil god, and a fair god.

He will give opportunities to all guys, to all the intelligent creatures in the universe who have desires.

Come on, humble guys, guys like grass, you are so humble, not worth mentioning, small, fragile, but at this moment, you are also witnessing greatness.

Three gods, three high above, three gods looking down on everything, they have set up a gamble together at this time. Now, it is up to you to decide the fate of these three great men, and your future will determine the future of this world.

Even until death, you will not understand how big a gamble you have entered, and you will not realize that the future of this world will be determined by your choice, and in fact, such glory is so abundant that it is almost difficult to see any cause and effect for a single individual.

But it is interesting, isn't it?

The gamble has begun, and the humble guys have become the protagonists.

Of course, not everyone will be happy about the establishment of such a gamble.

The creations of the real creator and the creations of the illusory creator, these once noble creations, have entered too deep into the game, and their status has been completely beaten into dust without knowing it.

Just like Du Yuan threw the rat man into the chess game, the real creator and the illusory creator also dropped a chess piece respectively.

In this way, these two creatures completely fell into the dust, becoming part of this chess game, becoming part of the mortals. They will have their own names. After all, mortals cannot let the world remember themselves. Mortals, lowly guys, are so insignificant to this world. A name is very important. Shout it out loud, so that you can admit that you really exist in this world.

The sight returns to the original temple again.

In a series of changes, a big bell that has been so high that it is a bit difficult to describe is still sleeping soundly. How can you see that it is not ordinary? It looks like it is dead. No wonder the rats have stopped pestering and staring at the cold soul giant bell in recent years.

If the gods of desire born later see their second boss, an insurmountable mountain, the noble one, one of the oldest gods, looks like this, I am afraid they will be jealous and want to go crazy. This is very likely.

It can only be said that sometimes choice is greater than effort.

Cold Soul Giant Bell, Cold Soul Giant Bell, a guy who is extremely lazy.

Of course, he did not do nothing, in fact, he did a little more.

For example, the barren mountain range that has become a large ruin on the surface, the industrial zone of the rat people in the wild era, and the pile of charred garbage, a statue without eyes has once again restored its former glory. In the burning of the fire, it peeled off the rust on its body and experienced the scouring of heavy rain.

Dazzling.

But now, there are no rat people worshiping in front of this statue.

The rat people are moving forward, and Du Yuan is also moving forward, leaving everything behind, sinking into the gap between the two worlds, and playing a chess game with two unimaginably powerful gods of creation. If you lose, you will fall like this, all for the sake of becoming a truly powerful god, for the sake of becoming an even more powerful god.

Du Yuan is also putting down many things and abandoning more things while moving forward.

Just to become a greater god, a truly great god.

Fortunately, Du Yuan should not be like this golden statue sitting in the garbage dump, waiting for time to rust again.

There will always be someone waiting for him, waiting for his return.

Xiaochun has always been waiting for Du Yuan's return, of course, this lazy cold soul giant bell is the same.

On the Yellow Sand Star.

The bomb that landed exploded a series of flames, but it was not the end.

In the distance, at the end of the yellow sand, a huge black iron fortress appeared at the end of the sand sea and slowly approached.

Not only the gerbils have been observing the rats, but the rats are also learning the strategies of the gerbils, such as this huge sand sea giant ship, which is the core node used by the war fortress to build a defense line.

In the endless yellow sand sea, it is obvious that conventional defense lines are difficult to gain a foothold here.

Fortresses, various metal fortresses, large and small, these fortresses that can advance on the sand sea, these things have become the key.

Of course, these large and small fortresses have not changed the principle of war. In essence, this war is still a positional war, but how to say it, these huge war fortresses that can march in the desert, they bring a bit of unique style of this endless yellow sand to the old war form.

It is said that the headquarters of the war fortress is a steel city wandering on the sand sea, which comes from the transformation of a super nuclear greenhouse left over from the golden age by the war fortresses.

In fact, the War Fortress was not called this name when it was just established. It was called the Garden of Eden at that time. At that time, the survivors who built the Garden of Eden did have the ability to turn this place back to the Garden of Eden.

At the end of the Golden Age, the super nuclear greenhouse built by the gerbils was itself an Eden, a large independent ecosystem, and a super greenhouse that could feed tens of millions of people.

With such a greenhouse, the Garden of Eden could at least eliminate hunger in half of the wasteland world.

For some reason, such a super greenhouse was not destroyed in the flying nuclear bombs. It survived. This is a kind of luck and also God's favor to the gerbils.

However, in the end, all this was destroyed by greed. When the survivors walked out of the shelter and dug this super greenhouse out of the yellow sand, the world had been sinking for nearly two hundred years in the post-wasteland era.

They once wanted to save the world, until the rescued wastelanders started a riot. In the chaos, a brutal offensive and defensive war broke out. One third of this super greenhouse was destroyed in that war. The survivors almost relied on the modified agricultural machinery in the Garden of Eden to resist this sudden attack.

After that day, the death of their companions made this group of survivors of the golden age completely give up their ideals. The Garden of Eden was destroyed, and this super greenhouse was gradually converted into an unparalleled war fortress.

A group of guys who wanted to save this world died, and a war fortress that madly whipped this post-wasteland era was born.

The rat engineers only simply observed the war fortress of the gerbils. During this short period of time, a large number of copycat versions came out. It can't be said to be a copycat. After all, the rat engineers are also good at making giant structures.

They are very interested in this kind of large toy.

In this way, the two parties met in this yellow sand. Of course, one side is the gerbils, and the other side is also the gerbils.

Even in the ratman's side, many of the gerbils were guys who escaped from the area controlled by the war fortress. The two sides were extremely jealous when they met.

There is a historical entanglement between the war fortress and the ratman wastelanders, although it is difficult to say who is right and who is wrong in the feud between the two sides now.

After all, the Garden of Eden has been destroyed and there is no way back to the golden age.

The rats added some small toys to these huge war fortresses. The huge cannons with amazing calibers, with rumbling sounds, and terrifying explosions exploded in the fortresses in the distance.

But how to say it, they also quickly understood why the war fortress did not install such cannons on these desert giant ships.

The huge impact force directly pushed the war fortress backwards and sank into the loose yellow sand, like a turtle turned over, and it was difficult to reset for a while.

This sand sea is too loose, not a real ocean. Giant ships can work, but cannons may not. Well, they may work, but the main thing is that the characteristics of the things that the rat engineers tinkered with are really obvious.

Big, huge, powerful, huge!

The cannon tube is half the length of the war fortress.

But it doesn't matter. After all, the dead on both sides are gerbils.

The war began. As the war fortresses of both sides slowly advanced, the gerbils rode on various vehicles, wandering around their war fortresses like sharks, and waiting for an opportunity to pounce on the opposite side.

In the sky full of artillery fire, each side left a large number of corpses.

There is actually a very good advantage of fighting in this sand sea, that is, there is almost no need to collect corpses and worry about the plague caused by the corpses.

As long as the wind blows, no matter how tragic the traces are, they will be buried in the yellow sand soon. Broken guns, abandoned vehicles, smoking tanks, and those dead guys, in this wind, they will all be buried in the yellow sand, without exception.

Those battleship ratmen, those expensive reckless fools, were also thrown into this war, but they were more commanders and observers.

Such a cruel battlefield was a little hard for them to imagine.

Well, it's hard to imagine that now ratmen can be called greenhouse flowers, but in fact, they are indeed worthy of such a title.

In astonishment, they began to witness the appearance of real war.

Qi no longer counted on this group of expensive fools. Perhaps the next generation of battleship ratmen would be more worth looking forward to.

Behind the front line, a market where gerbils and ratmen mixed was established. All kinds of things were circulated in this market, including canned mushrooms, weapons, cloth, clothes, and some strange things.

The main service objects of this market are the rat officers sent to the front line. Of course, those recruited gerbils will also come to this market to consume, but how to say it, their consumption power is really not enough. Even a hundred gerbil warriors cannot compare with the consumption power of a rat officer, so naturally, it is obvious who is more labor-intensive to serve.

In a very short time, there were many messy goods in this market.

There is no need to doubt the initiative of a group of hungry intelligent creatures.

Dates, sweet roots, desert beetles, oasis silverfish, these are secondary. At present, the most popular things in this market are still two things.

One is mushroom wine. Yes, these gerbils have started to make wine with mushrooms and sell it back to the rats. They use canned mushrooms obtained from the rats and add some miscellaneous things. The craftsmanship cannot be guaranteed, and whether it is harmless cannot be guaranteed. However, the rats don’t care much. They have high resistance to toxicity. Even if the wine is bad, the worst thing is that the face will be redder and the head will be dizzy for a longer time. It doesn’t matter.

These desert-flavored mushroom wines have become a main product of this camp. Every day you can see a group of dizzy rats in this market, swaggering in the awe of many gerbils.

Of course, it's not that no one has thought about these masters, but anyway, those who dared to touch them were hung on the pillars at the entrance of the market, and it was done by the gerbil boys recruited by the ratmen.

They have great respect for their rat leaders, although most of the time, these guys just come to the battlefield as binoculars.

But this does not affect the attitude of these gerbil boys towards the ratmen, as if, as if they regard the ratmen as gods.