Chapter 305 Borrowing but Not Repaying

The slimy monsters leapt past the storm rats, blocking the slave rats and clan rats' only escape route.

Death enveloped the Skaven in the long tunnel, and the suffocating despair forced the rats to change their route. The slave rats and clan rats close to the rock wall were like dying survivors, scratching the soil with their teeth and claws, and punching out in terrifying numbers. A new way of escape.

Countless ratmen died every second. They were eaten by their fleeing companions and crushed to death by the omnipresent pushing.

The two-pronged death caused the survivors to burst out with unimaginable perseverance. They dug new tunnels at a speed visible to the naked eye, chewing out roads leading to life.

By the time the blood mist above brought the corpse down, the rats that had originally crowded the tunnel had disappeared.

Lynch knocked through the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and the only thing standing in front of him was an abomination from the pit of hell.

And he is also a mutant individual.

He had no interest in studying the physiology of rat-artificial creatures. He just raised his weapon and prepared to start another killing spree.

Just like every dragon that encountered the legendary knight, even if the little one made threatening moves, the ignorant Hell Pit Abomination did not raise its vigilance.

So-called weapons are nothing more than toothpicks to giant creatures like them. Would monsters without pain care care about being pricked by a needle?

It just followed its instinct and slid towards the small food.

Unlike the dragon slayer, Lynch has the terrifying brute strength to wrestle with the dragon.

Every vampire who has ever hunted a giant beast has felt what the lizard man was feeling now, fighting a slow, huge, physically strong but internally powerful creature.

The slow movements of the giant beast seemed to Lynch to be nothing more than a snail's pace. It had astonishing power, enough to threaten Lynch's power, but it could not exert this power at all.

Brute force is a sword, but not all beings can wield this sword flexibly. In the eyes of those extraordinary beings who have the same sharp sword, there is no difference between a dull sword holder and an unarmed weakling.

Maybe there is. If he is caught off guard and is attacked by a sneak attack, the sword edge can cause minimal damage.

But Lynch has a blind sense of hunting.

The lizard man was so fast that he was like an afterimage, heading straight into the Hell Pit Abomination wielding its short, deformed hands.

Before the giant beast opened the largest mouthpart on its face, the scepter had already fallen to its head.

The hard cuticle skin of the Hell Pit Abomination instantly shattered into powder, as if a giant had hit its head hard with a stick. The ugly worm head full of mouthparts shriveled up instantly and turned into a pancake.

Before it could even roar, it lost the ability to make a sound.

The creations of the Corrupt Clan still have some merits.

At least it wasn't directly hit on the head by Lynch, and a rough outline was left.

The tenacious vitality allowed the giant beast to resist death for a short time. Its back body swayed wildly, struggling, and its sharp leg joints beat randomly in the tunnel.

Lynch raised his scepter again and killed the middle body of the Hell Pit Abomination with a muffled sound. When he advanced to the monster's tail, he took advantage of the situation and killed the tail end of the Hell Pit Abomination, letting this tenacious monster rest completely. .

Three consecutive dull sounds were heard from the empty tunnel to the ground, and the sudden silence that followed made the warlord who was about to lead the Storm Rats up to finish the work suddenly shudder.

In the blink of an eye, the experienced rat man made a decision.

"withdraw!"

The Hell Pit Abomination is the backbone of the clan's dominance of the west of Kislev. If it cannot deal with the enemy, then the remaining five rat trolls will not be able to fight against the invaders.

Although thousands of storm rats are elite, their real strength is far inferior to the tide of rats rising like a fountain.

The rat tide failed to disintegrate the enemy, and the Hell Pit Abomination seemed to have been poisoned. There was no need for the warlord to resist any longer.

With these elites, it can dominate wherever it goes. The underground kingdom has endless slaves for it to rule, so there is no need to stick to one base.

The rats quickly withdrew from the main road, not even daring to turn around and take away the logistics supplies, and fled directly along the escape passage to the north.

When passing by the storage room on the way to escape, the warlord took away the emergency dry food in the secret room.

They are prepared to wait for the enemy to leave the underground lair before returning and taking away the clan's food reserves.

As for the warpstone? Give it to the invaders! He can take it if he wants it. Every ratman should get used to the pain of losing the warpstone, and then open up new veins.

Because there are countless greedy and powerful enemies peeking at the power of the dimension stones, they always like to plunder weak underground clans.

Where is the food?

Lynch tried his best to trace the peculiar smell from the ubiquitous smell of blood. He smelled the possible escape route of the rat people and smelled the greasy and dirty radiation smell of the dimension stone.

He went down the tunnel and arrived at the ratman's clan hall.

Only then did he find the smell of moldy grains among the messy odors.

Lynch located the location of the Ratman's food storage based on the smell. He first opened the secret passage and arrived at the Ratman clan's dimensional stone storage room, which was often the secret rest room of the warlords.

The warpstone is of no use to him at all. The crystallized Isil energy is a disaster if it remains, but there is no good way to destroy it.

It's best to keep them underground forever so that the terrifying energy they contain can never be unleashed.

A single chunk of warpstone can allow a skilled caster to shatter a mountain, and just as it can wreak incredible devastation, its energy can also irreversibly taint the mortal world.

Magic's distortion of reality is always tainted because it is itself a grotesque joke from Isil.

It can turn the sky into earth, turn water into oil, give souls to inorganic objects, permanently transform individuals radiated by its power, and cause normal creatures to undergo double distortions in soul and body.

It is the divine power of Tzeentch, an extension of the ever-changing way.

It was the ancient saint's magical skills that dominated the universe that caused irreversible destruction. The power from the God of Change can never be trusted. This is a bloody lesson.

Even now, the Demon Toad is still insisting on using the relatively docile magical energy that has been filtered and purified in the earth vein network.

Mortals have to borrow the changes that Tzeentch gave to the mortal world, because without the power to distort reality, it is impossible for the mortal world to fight against demons that can also distort reality.

Even though magic will cause the mortal world to slide into the abyss, it cannot be completely abandoned.

Lynch knocked down the dome of the chamber and escaped before the rock fell, destroying the secret passage along the way.

He hurried to another secret room and violently opened the way to the ratman's granary.

When his eyes suddenly became vast, a cave was exposed to Lin Qi's sight.

Mountains of wheat grains and beans fill the vast underground caves.

A few of them are moldy, but most of them are still fresh.

It seems that Lynch found the wrong clan. It was this group of rat people who borrowed food from Mrs. Kisri, and now Lynch wants to borrow it back.

Maybe he should call the mage. Just a few hundred soldiers are simply not enough to transport so much food, and transporting it from underground to above ground is not an easy task.