Chapter 79, Long Claws

Obviously, Long Claw didn't care much about the resistance of the upside-down ratman in front of him.

The movement of his hands did not stop.

As the skin and flesh were cut open, he quickly buried the squirming flesh into the body of the upside-down ratman, accompanied by the excited muttering and drastic changes.

The flesh began to swell, and tiny crackling sounds appeared in the body. The eyes were gradually stained with scarlet color, and it struggled on the huge black metal pillar like a beast.

The huge force even made a harsh sound when pulling the binding iron chain.

It was just a ball of flesh, but it created a powerful beast that was still deforming, and the raw material was just a ratman.

But just doing this was not enough to satisfy Long Claw.

The sharp short blade in his hand was easily extended, and with just one knife, he killed the beast in front of him that was still deforming, without taking a second look.

Turned and left.

This was not what he wanted, such a thing was not what he wanted.

After he left, a group of trembling slave rats immediately rushed out of the darkness and quickly took down the lifeless distorted beast on the pillar. In a hurry, the distorted beast was quickly thrown into the beating metal heart.

The squirming flesh in the heart instantly engulfed the distorted beast. Soon after, a face with a hollow open mouth appeared on the flesh and began to rise and fall with the flesh.

The slave rats that ran out of the darkness also scattered at this moment.

A voice that was suppressed but gradually became violent began to echo in the abyss.

"It's almost there! It's almost there! It's almost there!"

When this voice sounded, even if they were hiding in the darkness, these slave rats could not feel a bit safe, and they tried to curl up their bodies.

Low prayers were carefully recited in the darkness, and they tried to pray to the gods that they would not be the next one to be chosen.

Soon after, the irritable roars gradually subsided.

A slender rat assassin appeared in the abyss deep underground where no one cared. His appearance made Long Claw stop his crazy roar and pick up his wooden stick again, making himself more like a rat priest now.

In the deal reached, he must still recognize his identity as a rat priest.

He agreed to this in exchange for the fascinating black blood mushroom.

Once upon a time, there were not so many strange stories and horrors in this abyss not long ago. Many blast furnaces were built with blue gears, and the boiling molten iron represented the metal age that was about to come.

Until the visit of the rat assassin, the rare black blood mushrooms were delivered to Long Claw's hands, and he was deeply fascinated.

It also made him crazy.

The boiling metal was cast into a huge pillar, and a large number of rats were tied up. In one experiment after another, countless deformed creatures were born in this dark abyss.

But Long Claw failed. Compared with the enlightenment brought by the craftsman's heart, compared with the knowledge inside, which was broken but mature, the power of twisted life was shocking, but it was in a hazy state.

It was difficult to touch, so Long Claw repeatedly hit the wall.

But Long Claw was not ready to let go. He was paranoid and did not agree with his fate as a big claw priest before.

Now he was certainly not ready to give up the more beautiful and powerful thing that appeared in front of him.

But knowledge will not come because of your persistence. Countless attempts only brought a bunch of rotten meat, and there was no way out.

He began to look at the gods.

The exquisite and complicated patterns on the stone pillars of the gods were engraved on the iron pillars.

He also began to pray to the gods frantically and devoutly.

He longed for the guidance brought by the gods.

I don't know if his prayers really worked, or if it was just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse.

His experiment made progress, and a rat man who fully bore the power of the black blood mushroom was born.

Although the power of distortion still destroyed the ratman and turned him into a mindless beast, it was no longer a mass of squirming flesh and blood.

This breakthrough made him ecstatic, and at the same time he made a crazy move.

The huge meat mountain transformed by the spear rat was pushed into the heart of the craftsman who brought enlightenment by the long claws.

A twisted and beautiful heart was born.

It was beautiful, at least that's what the long claws thought, fascinating.

In that dazzling beauty, the long claws abandoned the enlightenment that he had worked so hard to get.

Although he didn't know that some of the blue gears had been secretly taken away by the visiting ratman assassins.

The white rat was indeed watching everything.

………….

In the lush forest.

When Du Yuan's unfriendly neighbor rushed into the forest with a roar.

The lizardman next door was also planning a plan.

They should have been licking their wounds quietly in a war, but they began to brew some extraordinary plans.

In the huge Old Qi City, the current young king of the Wetland Kingdom, Huo, who was wearing bright red scales, pointed to an area on the map in front of him and made a declaration in an unquestionable tone.

"We must take this place!"

The loss of his left eye did not make Huo ugly and ferocious, on the contrary, it added a lot of maturity and fierceness to the young hero.

Although on the day when he successfully controlled the dragon beast, no one would regard this young hero as a child.

He is already a true king, although the king often does not have the right to make the final decision.

At this time, the leaders of other races in the Wetland Kingdom on the field were inevitably a little more hesitant about his decision.

Because the area circled on the map was inside the lush forest, and the lush forest had long been occupied by ratmen.

Even though they won the last war, the tragic victory made them hesitate to counterattack the ratmen.

Even the leader of the dog-headed man who suffered the least loss lowered his head and dared not speak.

Except for a young man, the leader of the swamp fishmen, the guy who was a little stunned, agreed without hesitation.

"Okay!"

He was glared at by the snakeman leader, but the leader of the swamp fishmen didn't care at all.

In order not to be ruined by this guy, the snakeman leader could only be the first to speak out.

"King, can we delay for a while! Our losses in the last war are too great, and many settlements and cities have not been rebuilt!"

In the words of painstaking persuasion, he wanted to persuade Huo.

But Huo was very determined.

"It is precisely because our losses are too great that we can't go through such a cruel war again!"

"But if that's the case, then why do we have to launch an attack here?"

"Because of iron!"