The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 528 Rat-rat brawl

"Gulu~Am I still alive?"

"YES! YES! I am still alive, and I know that I must be the chosen rat. The light of the horned rat's dimension stone must shine on the great me!"

"Are there any other rat people... Then the entire Skaven City is the world of me, Gurana, the Rat of Darkness, hahahaha!"

……

As time went by, the sun in the sky that was scorching the entire Rat City disappeared inexplicably, and more and more surviving rat people gradually crawled out of the ruins of this almost destroyed city.

Thanks to thousands of years of digging by the slave rats, even a 'supernova' burst containing the light of the sun cannot completely eliminate the rat people hiding in the tunnels.

Perhaps through the underground pits that extend in all directions in the Demon Rat Waste City, the purifying fire can spread to other clan territories in the old world, causing countless deaths and destruction there.

But that's not enough to defeat the entire Skaven!

They are like the unknown darkness in the shadow of a bustling city, or the stinking ditch in the corner that hides dirt and evil.

Perhaps in Rohan's big plan in the future, these humble and puny rats will be completely eliminated, but that will never be today!

Skaven, YES! YES!

It's just that before the current rat people have had time to completely recover from the sudden disaster, a new problem begins to trouble them:

"Hahaha, I saw with my own eyes that the leader of our Skry clan has been engulfed in flames, so now it's my turn to rule the Demon Rat Abandoned City!"

A tall and sturdy rat-man warlord briefly took control of the discourse. He excitedly stepped onto the peak composed of the ashes of his compatriots, while not forgetting to point his sharp knife at the other rat-men around him.

As an inconspicuous member of the Skary clan in the past, he despicably overthrew the patriarch of the Skry clan during his recent escape!

Amid the clan leader's curses and wails before his death, he decisively occupied the clan leader's exclusive refuge pit and hid in the corner to enjoy the dying screams of the other rats who had no time to hide.

And now, he will step on the bones of his clan leader and other compatriots, and climb to the highest peak of power in the Skaven City!

"Who...who dares to disobey me?"

The Warlord Rat looked arrogantly at the surrounding Clan Rats and Storm Rats who were far smaller than him, and was overwhelmed with joy as he watched these rats bow their heads and choose to surrender.

Is there anything that could excite the Rat Man more than being able to reach the pinnacle of power without any effort?

However, the complacent warlord Rat seems to have forgotten that with the complete collapse of the already fragile order of rat society, some things cannot be easily solved with just fists:

boom--

"Big guy, even the Thirteen Councils are gone now. Don't think about ruling the Demon Rat Waste City the same way you did before. It deserves a better ruler, yes, yes!"

A burst of gunfire cut through the original calm of the Demon Rat Wasted City. The warlord rat looked at the dimensional flames flashing on his chest in disbelief, and finally slowly turned his head to look at the murderer. I saw several rat-men groups holding various dimensional weapons gathered together, and the total number was exactly thirteen!

Among them, the one who had just fired was an engineering warlock who was responsible for manipulating the dimension to lift the gun. He looked around warily. After a while, he poked his head out and shouted to the trembling rats around him:

"Don't play any tricks on me, you rats. Now that the Council of Thirteen has disappeared, I think it may be time to establish a brand new council to take over the management. Do you have any opinions?"

bang bang bang-

However, before these rat people who had successfully controlled the situation could even react, another burst of rapid gunshots spread throughout the entire Demonic Rat Waste City, scaring many rat people into running away again with their heads in their hands:

"What kind of brand-new parliamentary system? From now on, the entire Skaven Demon City will be decided by me. How can I get the turn of you little Karami?"

bang~

"You disobedient people, our representatives of the Thirteenth Council have not been completely exterminated. It is not your turn to give me orders now!"

bang~

"They are just a bunch of remnants of the old world. I should be the master of the Demon Rat Waste City!"

bang~

……

As more and more rat people showed a desire to rule the Demon Rat City, the rat people who had not yet recovered from the afterglow of the supernova destruction immediately began to fall into endless internal fighting.

Countless surviving rat people began to search and plunder the lost and unowned weapons around them, or to plunder the tired and weak people who had gone to great lengths to escape the suffering.

mercy?

No, no ratman will have any form of kindness towards his fellow man!

As chaos gradually spread to other places along the tunnels of the Demon Rat Abandoned City, the smell of betrayal gradually spread, forcing more and more rat people to start raising weapons and join in the fight.

"Skaven, YES! YES!"

Although not all ratmen want to join this meaningless fight, those who kill red-eyed rats obviously will not be merciful because of this.

More and more rats began to fall into the fight with each other. The blood surrounding them was constantly stimulating their brains, forcing them to get even more excited and devoted to the fight!

Roar--

The surviving rat troll was waving its hands equipped with barbed blades wildly, slashing at all living creatures around it, while greedily stuffing pieces of torn flesh into its bloody mouth and chewing hard.

The Dimensional Flame Team is also spitting out magical flames that can melt the flesh. The other weapons teams are also showing off their magical powers, unscrupulously venting their destructive desires.

Without the restraint of engineering warlocks, these weapons teams will not care about the problem of weapon overload!

In an instant, the Demonic Rat Wasted City, which was originally exposed to charred black land due to the flames, was now covered in countless blood again!

The despicable war for power has spread along the tunnels to every corner of the rat society, and no rat clan can survive:

Whether it is the hell pit in Kislev, the underground palace in the Eight Peaks Mountain, or even the dimensional stone desert buried under the endless yellow sand in the distant Cathay Empire, wars are still breaking out!

Perhaps the damage caused by Rohan to the Skaven City is not worth mentioning, but the evil nature of the rat people is driving them towards more terrifying destruction.

And these rat people did not notice at all that while they were constantly fighting for their own interests, the distant Nagarond had already cast a coveted look!

　PS: I experienced enteritis after gout, and B-fluid again after enteritis. I haven’t had a good rest for a long time. I’m so tired...

　　

　

(End of this chapter)