Chapter 245 He Is Coming

"It's him!"

"Lustria's lizard thing! Scales of Destruction! He's coming!"

Fear spread underground.

There was deathly silence on the ground. Occasionally, there were a few low roars that chilled the blood of the rat men. The roar of the "incarnation of the beast element" brought unnatural fear, and the silent cold-blooded species sent bone-deep panic to the rat men.

The ratmen on the ground reported the enemy's situation. The silent lizard-men were like warpstone weapons about to explode, causing all the rat gallbladders underground to lose their vitality. The sound of the ratmen's teeth colliding with each other was endless.

None of the "incarnations of beast elements" summoned by the apprentice of the Truth Speaker brought such terror to the ratmen.

They would rather face ten incarnations of beast elements than face the lizard things that had attacked them repeatedly in Lustria.

Yes, yes, they are the remnants of Lustria's defeated army, following in the footsteps of the Lord of Darkness. They have traveled thousands of miles to come to Obiun to dominate.

Just a minute ago, the eternal rule of the Grand Unifier was close at hand, and every rat-man had a bright future. Even the slave rats felt the joy of victory.

But in just a minute, the lizard thing that was cursed by the horned rat ran from Lustria to the north.

"Just a lizard thing."

I don't know which rat man screamed to remind everyone that the rats dormant underground were ready to move, but there was no rat man who dared to rush to the ground first.

There are at least 100,000 Skaven underground. If we all come together, we can definitely swamp a lizard thing.

But the first batch of ratmen who get close to the lizard thing will definitely die. Maybe it only takes a few thousand slave rats to kill the lizard, but it may also take tens of thousands of ratmen to die.

Every Skaven has a wise mind, and obviously no wise rat would want to rush to death.

Death, what a terrible word.

Even a slave rat will dream of turning over one day and becoming a superior warlord, having his own female rat, and eating dry food every day.

All ratmen blindly believe in their own wisdom and cunning. As long as they are alive, opportunities for class advancement are everywhere.

The leader of the warlords listed generous rewards. As long as they are the first group of ratmen to rush to the ground, they can get a class promotion after the war.

But even the slave rats who are most eager to improve their status have no idea of ​​being a pioneer.

The clan rats tried to drive the slave rats to the ground, but this directly caused the slave rats to mutiny.

They have all seen the horror of the "Scale of Destruction". More than one rat clan was destroyed by him, and even the famous Gray Prophet was defeated by it.

After this battle, the temporarily formed rat clan on Obion Island may not be able to continue to exist.

If there are fellow lizards from the old world here, the ratmen of Lustria will try to encourage them to serve as vanguards and use them as sacrifices to satisfy the killing desire of the "Destruction Scales". It is best to let the lizard things leave with satisfaction. .

But the people present were all Lustria's "battle-hardened" clan veterans, and no ratman wanted to be killed by the lizard thing.

If they only heard the sound of fighting, even if they participated in the war, they were really experienced in many battles.

It's just that the time to withdraw from the battlefield was a little early.

The experienced rat people firmly believe that they cannot die worthlessly at the claws of lizards. They are qualified to live and obtain higher status in other clans.

If they die here, the underground empire will suffer irreparable losses.

The slave rats and the clan rats fought symbolically for a few seconds, then separated from each other, chasing each other away from the battlefield.

"Idiot! Idiot! Useless rat!"

In the Lead Fortress, Bilak's roar made the fat flesh of "Fat Giant Rat" Sfeko tremble slightly, and the warlord lay humbly on the ground, like a ball of meat.

Sfeko wisely acted in awe and trepidation, but inwardly he was thinking about something else.

If the great Be'lak did not escape from Albion, Sfeko would most likely become a physical shield used by the Grand Unifier to block the sword.

If the Grand Unifier values ​​its servant, it should leave this island shrouded in destruction before the situation gets worse.

During the excruciating wait, Sfeko did not wait for the order to evacuate. The fat warlord suddenly became nervous and knew his bad fate.

"My majestic! Mighty! Immortal Master! Let your humble servant lead the legion and prove himself.

Yes, yes, I am just an inconspicuous worm to you, I can only solve the troubles you don't care about, please give me this opportunity, this is my full value! "

Be'lak looked at the rat man maliciously, of course he had seen through the rat man's thoughts.

The Skaven were no longer relevant, and Be'lakor could fulfill his petty wishes.

The Grand Unifier's permission made Sfeko ecstatic, and he couldn't wait to run out of the lead castle, marching south with thousands of storm rats.

Nearly ten thousand clan rats are the servants of the storm rat army, and the tens of thousands of slave rats driven away by the clan rats are spare food.

They will carry out a long march, and the destination of the march is of course not Oganwen Stonehenge.

Sfekko is heading to the Old World, where thousands of Stormvermin are enough for it to dominate.

The menacing rat army stopped on the west coast of Obion. The rat men nervously cut down trees and built a "boat" that could only be regarded as driftwood.

Among the tens of thousands of ratmen, only one out of ten can reach the old world, but it is better than facing the "Scale of Destruction".

As a warlord who has been with Lustria for a long time, Sfeko knows the terror of the lizardmen.

Humans and elves often do not seek to annihilate their enemies when they can defeat them.

Because the battle of annihilation will cause the enemy to fight to the death, the trapped beasts who have no escape are the bravest warriors.

But the lizard people are different.

If ten thousand lizard men die, the target can be completely wiped out, and the cold-blooded creature will do so without hesitation.

What's even more frightening is that they only need to wait for a while before they can form a huge army of tens of thousands of lizard men again.

The lizard people's temple city is very large, and many lizard people come out of the city every day.

Sfeko didn't know how fertile their female rats were. He only knew that if the temple city was not destroyed, lizardmen would pour out of the city endlessly and kill people everywhere in the rain forest.

The undead on the east coast of Lustria have not been able to defeat the cold-blooded species in the jungle in a war of attrition.

The powerful Pestilence Clan had been at loggerheads with the Lizardmen for thousands of years, but in the end they were defeated, didn't they?

The "Scale of Destruction" appeared in Albion, and Sfeko was not sure if this was a sign that the lizardman army was about to arrive.

Once the lizardmen set their sights on it, it has nowhere to escape.

No matter how many warriors are sacrificed, the cold-blooded species are willing to achieve their goals, as evidenced by the countless extinct clans in the rainforest.

Damn it, Lord of Darkness, go and face the cold-blooded creatures yourself!

Sfeko is not an immortal demon. Its life is extremely precious and cannot be wasted on Obien.