Chapter 218 Eye of Zongqi (Twenty-Eight)

No matter how reluctant the clan is, they will send at least tens of thousands of ratmen. This not only shows loyalty to the Thirteen Council, but also relieves the numerical pressure on the clan itself.

Untrained crooked people make the already unstable dimensional stone device more dangerous, but in the absolute suppression of numbers, these problems are not a problem.

Bursts of dragon roars broke through the smoke and clouds in the sky. The rat fleet's anti-aircraft artillery slowly turned its direction, and the anti-aircraft dimensional cannon was fired in an organized manner.

Scattered shooting is enough to make the worst human gunner feel superior, but the sheer number of Skaven still fills the sky with artillery fire.

The rat-men who controlled the warpstone weapons were tremblingly adjusting the trajectory of the projectiles. Dimensional cannons that self-destructed due to jamming could be seen everywhere, and the world was dyed with a sinister green light by the dimensional bombs.

Whenever a cannon explodes, it will affect the stability of the entire ship's dimensional devices, and then explode a devastating mushroom cloud.

After just a few rounds of shelling, 40% of the Skaven's frontline fleet had been lost before the battle began.

Green mushroom clouds are mixed in the Skaven fleet, explaining the absurdity and terror of Skary's creation.

Behind the rat fleet, densely packed gunboats were sent to the battlefield by abnormal ocean currents. The continuous reinforcements not only made up for the losses caused by the explosion of dimensional weapons, but also doubled the size of the frontline fleet.

More than fifty giant dragons broke into the gorgeous fireworks of the rat men. The dragon's cry was not only due to the pain caused by the broken scales, but also a farewell to the dragon prince who fell from the dragon's back.

The contract maintained by hundreds of families for thousands of years will come to an end here, and the descendants of the two ancient races will be buried together in the depths of the ocean.

There will still be dragon princes and giant dragons flying in the sky in the future, but the Flameborn Knights have stayed in this vast ocean forever.

The Sun Dragons cast a ferocious shadow on the sea, and the dragons swooped down, bathed in the rain of destruction woven by dimensional bullets and gunpowder.

The dragon's physique makes them fearless from earth-shattering bullets, but no matter how strong the dragon armor is, it cannot completely protect the lives of elves.

All the powerful warriors died in the flying cannonballs, and all the dragons lost their partners.

The fire held in the dragon's mouth was filled with the dragon's fury, and the dragon fire fell from the sky, leaving more than fifty paths of flames in the waves.

The flames ignited the Skaven's strange ship, and the warpstone weapons were detonated by the high temperature.

The explosion of the Skaven weapons arsenal added a rich dark green color to the sea of ​​​​fire that ignited the sea.

It seemed like the evil moon had fallen to the ground.

Charis's White Lion battleship took the opportunity to launch another counterattack, and Asul's beating of war drums frightened the courage of all the ratmen.

The commanders of each battleship used all weapons at all costs, and explosions with evil light filled all the space within sight of the rat men.

The dimensional lightning cannon was hastily activated by the Rat Man, and the bright lasers cut through the dark clouds and separated the dragons.

The rat men's crazy counterattack tore open the atmosphere, but the radiation thrown by the stars to the planet did not affect all parties in the melee at all.

This battlefield has long been polluted by warpstone, the air is filled with fluorescent green powder, and the sea water is also dyed with green light.

Only the tenacious sea monsters can stay in the radiation-filled seawater.

When the dimensional storm doomsday rockets flew from a distance, all the ratmen who noticed the impending destruction stopped struggling.

They were abandoned!

Realizing the cruel reality, the Rat Man laughed maniacally in fear and watched in despair as the dimensional storm doomsday rocket flew into the center of the battlefield.

Time seemed to have stopped. The dimensional storm doomsday rocket lit up with a bright green light, then expanded and exploded in the next moment, giving endless light and tropics to the ocean.

A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the terrifying shock wave swallowed up all the creatures in the sky. All entities were instantly vaporized, leaving no trace.

A gap appeared in the ocean again, and the explosion increased the turbulence of the sea.

The destructive green light blinded the eyes of all witnesses. The dark green dimension stone radiation slowly spread and was carried far away by the shock wave.

The mage towers standing on the Savri Eagle ship worked together to support the barrier, and the pure light blocked the destruction and chaos of the Skaven.

The center of the battlefield has shifted, and another sea area has been completely abandoned.

The mighty rat-man fleet bypassed the radiation zone and headed towards Asul's main fleet again.

The screaming death knell was tolled more and more urgently, the dimensional machine guns spitting tongues of fire, and the dimensional artillery poured out fire.

The war started again, but the participants changed.

The destructive firepower of the Skaven cleared the way for the Norscan longships, and the strong northern barbarians responded fervently to the war, being led by the marauder longships towards Assur's warships.

Terrifying thunder came from hundreds of miles away. The Norscans praised the God of the Mountains and the Supreme Blood God, and drove the small boats towards the magnificent dragon ships and eagle ships.

Wizards captured by the Norscan tribes channel the winds of magic, but even Assur's apprentice wizards can easily dispel their lame spells.

The useless spellcaster was beheaded by the Norscans on the spot, but without the help of magic, the mortal boat could not stand in the wind and waves.

Longships were capsized by big waves, and the northerners perished in the sea in just a few moments.

The omnipresent poisonous fog swallowed up the lives of most of the Norscans, but they still rushed towards Assur's fleet fearlessly and foolishly.

The elves mocked the stupid savages harshly, but the contempt soon faded.

As the number decreased, the remaining Norscans experienced more obvious chaos mutations, and the mortal longships were also transformed into flesh-and-blood battleships under the power of Chaos.

The harsh natural environment can no longer affect the followers of Chaos.

Many barbarians on the same ship even slaughtered each other. The last surviving warriors were bathed in blood, and brass armor grew on their skin.

There is no shortage of demons paying attention to this battlefield!

They were unable to participate directly in the feast, but the loyal Norscan tribe facilitated it.

God's grace came here wantonly, and less than half of the nearly 10,000 Norscans were left, but all of them embarked on the road to promotion and became powerful Chaos Warriors.

The Norscans continued to fight each other, and on the longship where the fighting was fiercest, the champion who finally won was promoted to the Chosen One on the spot.

More and more Chaos Chosen Ones appear, and more Chaos Warriors are unable to withstand the majestic divine grace, and are transformed into ferocious Chaos Eggs.

Everything was as expected by the rat warlocks. The seemingly weak northern barbarians transformed into a chaotic legion that shocked all countries.

Blood rained from the sky, and the bloodthirsty demons were stunned by the killing. They used the magic craze in the mortal realm to tear open the barrier between the chaotic demon realm and the mortal world.

The big demons wanted to come here, but after they arrived, they quickly burned themselves to ashes.

The demon's unwilling roar shook the sky, and the minions of Chaos responded to the demon's will. The war cry rooted in the depths of mortal fear brought a rich smell of blood.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god!"