The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 417 Little John the Rat

————Rat's Nest Mine, beside the dock

wow~
Waves of water sounds began to come from the tunnels on the port coast. The green liquid that continued to flow out was polluting the surrounding ocean, turning the originally blue water into a dark green.

"If you move faster, you must hurry up and throw all today's warpstone sewage into the ocean. This is the Gray Prophet's order!"

Accompanied by a sharp rattle, the white-haired engineering warlock of the Mobides clan was cursing and waving his whip to drive away the slave rats.

Under the urging of the hamster warlock, the slave rats quickly transported fifty barrels of iron barrels emitting strange fluorescence to the coast, and then used a knife to tear a small opening on the top of the barrel and kicked it into the sea.

According to Chuanquillo's plan, these iron barrels that have sunk to the bottom of the sea will drift along the ocean currents to the Broken Coast along with the warpstone sewage inside, and pollute Karonde Kal and the surrounding sea areas.

As for the terrifying behemoths similar to sea dragons and abyssal krakens located in the ocean of Naggaroth, they will land in Gran City to carry out destruction and revenge on the city that stole the Dimensional Stone Demon Bell and destroyed the Great Horned Rat Statue.

Under the mutation of these dimensional stone sewage, I believe they will not let the Gray Prophet down!

However, if nothing else goes wrong, Chuanquillo will finally have to pay the price for his arrogance:
"Yoshi~ Is this the dimensional stone sewage prepared by that guy Chuan Kuiluo? I didn't expect that he prepared so much?"

The engineer turned his head when he heard this, and then saw Regos, who was covered in bandages, standing by the iron gate outside the port with a sigh on his face, looking at the hundreds of barrels of dimensional stones stacked on the dock. sewage.

This once powerful leader of the Morbidus clan now looks as desolate as a defeated warlord, which I have to say is really sad.

It's all Chuanquero's fault!

Regos couldn't help but feel itching with hatred when he thought that all the rights he once had had been usurped by that damn Gray Prophet in just a few days.

As a standard rat warlord, he not only resented Chuanquero for taking away all his rights, he was also jealous that the other party could become the spokesperson of the Horned Rat.

FK!Seeing Chuanquero's rise was even more uncomfortable than his own fall to the bottom!
Looking at the rat-man warlord whose face was constantly distorting and changing outside the door, the hamster warlock couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and finally opened the iron door sincerely and asked respectfully:
"Respected...Dear Sir Regos, is there anything I can do for you?"

Although the warlock was filled with gloating over Regos's loss of power, he still did not dare to turn against the warlord who had bullied him since childhood, and could only show a submissive look.

Unlike those slave rats who don't use their brains, he knows that his most important task at the moment is to fight for fame and fortune, but to survive in the next war.

Because the Grand City coalition forces previously focused all their attention on moving the Dimensional Stone Demonic Clock and destroying the Great Horned Rat Statue when they entered the Rat Man's lair, this hidden port was able to survive the disaster.

As the port manager, he knew very well that only by acting harmlessly could he avoid being transferred from this geomantic treasure land.

Regos looked at the white-haired hamster in front of him with some surprise. After a while, a smile appeared on his face that was either sad or happy:
"YES! YES! Little John, I didn't expect that the only one who showed obedience to me during the period when I lost power was actually you. This performance is very good!"

"That's necessary. The arrogant and domineering Gray Prophet is just a passerby who will leave sooner or later. You are the eternal warlord of the Mobides clan!"

"Yes...I am the real warlord of the Morbidus clan!"

Little John, who was bowing his head to receive the flattery, could only hear Regos murmuring as if he was talking to himself. He had no idea that his impulsive flattery had lit a fire in the other's heart.

A rage that can no longer be suppressed!

"I saw that you are arranging the rats to soak the warpstone sewage into the sea water, but there are so many barrels left on the shore, why not pour them all in?"

"Ah... Mr. Chuanquluo said that the sewage currently discharged into the ocean every day can ensure that the mutated sea beasts can maintain some sanity under the guidance of dimensional magic and prevent them from going berserk due to loss of control."

Little John immediately understood that Regos was paying attention to the dimensional stone sewage, so he hurriedly explained all the harmfulness and uncontrollability of the sewage, with a faint uneasiness in his eyes.

Although he didn't understand the overt and covert fights between the big guys, he was smart enough to know that the conflict between Regos and the Gray Prophet was about to reach a life-or-death situation.

In this case, who knows what crazy things Regos, who was kicked all the way from the top to the bottom, will do?
Sure enough, after Little John made it clear about the dangers of the dimensional stone sewage, a glint flashed in the eyes of the bandaged rat warlord, and then he asked again:
"Yo Xi, yo Xi, if all the sewage is discharged into the sea at once, what will happen?"

"This...due to the extremely difficult-to-control characteristics of dimensional stone sewage, no one can guarantee what will happen."

"Soukar, then you should immediately ask those rats to dump all the sewage at once, and then take this group of brave and fighting slave rats to the front line to support them. After all, they are also a fighting force."

what?
Hearing that Regos actually dared to do such a thing that openly disobeyed the Gray Prophet's orders, Little John couldn't help but trembled in fright.

What a joke, now that Chuanquillo's identity as the agent of the Horned Rat has been known to all the ratmen of the Mobides clan, no one dares to openly disobey the Gray Prophet's orders!
"But His Excellency Chuan Kuiluo's order..."

"Why, do you think I'm not as good as Quiro, that arrogant and domineering lunatic who only smokes dimensional stone powder all day long?!"

However, it was a good thing that Little John didn't mention it. When he mentioned Chuanquillo, Regos, who was originally kind to him, immediately jumped up like a mouse whose tail was stepped on and started screaming loudly.

In his opinion, Chuanquillo was just a despicable rat who was lucky enough to be favored by the Horned Rat. How could he be worthy of being compared with him?

Under the horrified gazes of Little John and the surrounding slave rats, Regos suddenly raised his knife and came behind a slave rat who was dumping sewage, and then kicked all the rats and buckets into the sea!
wow ah ah ah -

Almost as soon as it came into contact with the sea water, the slave rat couldn't help but let out bursts of painful and sharp screams, and gradually began to develop various rashes and abscesses on its body that made the scalp numb!
"Go and collect all the dimensional stone sewage and pour it into the sea. Baga, this is an order for you. Do you want to disobey Regos?"

Seeing Regos holding a sharp blade and staring crazily at the ratmen present, Little John knew exactly what would happen if he disobeyed the other party's orders at this time, so he could only order helplessly:

"Have you all heard the order? Go and move all the iron barrels to the shore immediately!"

The slave rats looked at the unlucky guy gradually disappearing into the waves on the sea with fear, and then hurriedly lifted out all the dimensional stone sewage located in the warehouse.

What is the order from His Excellency the Gray Prophet? Now only the warlord Regos is the biggest here!
"YES! YES!" Regos watched with a ferocious face as the dark green dimensional stone sewage was gradually discharged into the ocean. The look of willingness and joy in his eyes made Little John couldn't help but wonder whether his actions were correct. correct.

Regos doesn't care at all how serious the consequences of the so-called loss of control will be. Now he just wants to simply disrupt the Gray Prophet's plan!

——Glan City, on the city wall
At this moment, Chuanquillo didn't know that an unexpected situation had happened. At this moment, he was excitedly watching the disaster lord he summoned shouting to the city in the open space outside Gran City:

"I, Sloki Tailblade, the most powerful demon warrior under the Skaven God, the embodiment of fear and destruction, and the conqueror and leader of all the Rattide clans!
Now I ask you to hand over the magic clock and all magic props immediately, and at the same time give four-fifths of your treasure. Maybe I will consider sparing your life! "

As he spoke, an aura that could be vaguely detected by the naked eye emanated from Sluoqi's body, causing the clan rats around him to scream wildly.

Different from the shrill whispers of ordinary ratmen, the Warbringer's common language was very loud and loud, causing waves of fear in the hearts of many Pendor auxiliaries who faced this situation for the first time.

What's even more frightening is that War Messenger, as a symbol of the Horned Rat's pursuit of glory and victory, just screams after it is enough to make all the timid ratmen present feel excited:

"War! Blood! Glory!"

"YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS!"

"For the Horned Rat, for the Lord of Disaster, for the Gray Seer!"

……

Under the aura of the war messenger, the densely packed rat people let out bursts of bloodthirsty killings. The blood pupils that originally only appeared when they were hungry for black were now shining in their eyes.

Such a crazy scene, even some elves in the city were very surprised by it, because they had never seen the rat men being so bloodthirsty and warlike.

But it is obvious that the followers of Lady Mist and Kane will not be intimidated by mere rats:

"Kane, send the enemy to me!"

"The Holy Light of Lady Mist will shine on us and guide us to victory!"

"Kain will drink the blood of the Skaven today!"

(Kane: Get out!)

……

The dark elves and Pendors wildly waved their weapons in response to the rat army outside the city. Even the dwarves who could not understand the Elvish language were exaggerated by this atmosphere. Under the doubtful eyes of the rat people, they jumped from the wall. An ax is exposed.

Hey, is there anyone there?
The battle-hardened Dario obviously no longer wanted to talk nonsense. The so-called pre-battle speech seemed to him like an idiot wasting precious bombardment time, so he waved his hand and ordered to the surrounding soldiers:

"Rune armor-piercing bullets, fire!"

"fire!"

boom boom-

Accompanied by bursts of pungent gunpowder smoke, rune cannonballs carrying light blue tail flames flew straight out of the barrel of the cannon engraved with magic rifling, and smashed towards the huge Disaster Lord in the distance.

As the land of Rohan's Longxing, Grand City's defense force and gun tower construction are very complete. It is estimated that only the dwarf fortress built on the mountain can suppress the city walls of Grand City with its firepower advantage.

But in the continent of Nagaros, Gran City is fully worthy of being the city with the most firepower!

However, if artillery alone can severely damage the Chaos Demon, then the final war will not be so hard:

"Hehehe, pointy-eared things can always create some powerful toys, but in the end they are just toys!"

Sluoqi looked up disdainfully at the rune cannonballs flying towards him in the sky. With the double-edged halberd in his hand, he slashed several blades into the air and chopped these rune cannonballs into pieces with a few strokes. Two halves.

These shells may be able to cause good damage to rat trolls or hell pit abominations, and even the dragon's scales cannot withstand their power.

But for the Disaster Lord, whose agility and reaction far exceed that of the elves, the speed of these projectiles is still too slow.

"Wow... I don't think this little dwarf like me will be needed to participate in the next battle. I'll leave the next battle to you. I'll prepare the logistics for you."

Tyrion stared blankly at the Lord of Disaster who was intact after the smoke dissipated. He couldn't believe that a demon could survive the bombardment of artillery!
As a weak human who always believes in the power of science, powerful artillery has always been the most perfect weapon of war in his eyes, and he has always believed that as long as the number of artillery reaches a certain level, even Chaos Demons and Elves will have nothing So scary.

However, the appearance of Sluoqi gave him a heavy blow to his sanity. There are actually monsters in this world that can carry bombs with their flesh!

"It's interesting. Neither I nor His Majesty Rohan have fought at full strength for a long time. I didn't expect that we finally have a qualified opponent."

Seeing the rat demon outside arrogantly waving his halberd in provocation, Dario's demon eyes couldn't help but reveal a faint fighting spirit, and even the flesh wings behind him were emitting blazing fire!

Just a Chaos Demon, but he is the Demon God of Pendor!
Due to the recent Ulthuan War, Rohan's army has always remained idle, so much so that Daario doesn't even know how strong he is now.

Logically speaking, as a secondary god, his future achievements should not be inferior to those of the Horned Rat, so this also made him, as an adjutant, gradually feel arrogant.

His Majesty Rohan was able to defeat the Great Demon Lord of Tzeentch a few years ago, so why couldn't he, the only god of stimulation, defeat the Great Demon of Chaos?
"Don't rob me, he's mine!"

(End of this chapter)