Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 408 The Holy Seal of the Horned Rat
The meeting had reached an impasse, which was perfectly normal in a society based on treachery and subterfuge.

However, a loud bang of surprise made the suzerains present stop arguing.

Located directly above the council hall, at the entrance of the layered winding road, the screaming death knell rang for no reason, at an unexpected time period.

When the first bell rang, the thirteen Gray Seers entered the council hall, and a dark green halo emerged from their bodies, which quickly turned into a ball of blood and dissolved on the ground.

The second bell rang very quickly, and there were thirteen gray prophets again, their eyes were full of dullness, and they unconsciously raised the holy seal of the big horned rat in their hands, gathering endless darkness here.

Third, fourth, fifth...

The faces of the members of the council present began to show fear, only Negrich and Sjitch from the Pain Clan, known as the High Priest, had fanaticism in their eyes.

This is the moment when the Great Horned God sent down the oracle again. Only when the true God descends, so many sacrifices are needed.

The Gray Claw Prophet felt panic and planned to pull his body out of the chair, but the wooden chair that symbolized his status turned into a death talisman at this moment. He could feel a kind of power emerging from his body, which was the familiar evil breath.

As the bells died down, a long-horned evil god appeared above the conference table, surrounded by a dark green vortex, emitting evil light all the time.

All the ratmen in Skaven Demon City felt a sense of fear, as if the end of the world was coming, and they all knelt down to the screaming bell emitting strong light, trying to let the horned god spare them.

Most of the Ratmen in the council room were like this. The suzerains, who symbolized incomparable authority and strength in the eyes of other rats, bowed their heads and knelt on the ground, praying that the fate of the Gray Claw Great Prophet would not befall them.

The horned rat, which sacrificed 160 nine gray prophets, created 12 yuan magic stones on the round table when it appeared.

"Touch it." The Horned Rat's voice was as sinister as every Ratman would think it was, and endless foul words could not describe the sound that reverberated through the conference room.

Negrich, the plague lord, touched the magic stone in front of him without hesitation, and a special feeling emerged from it. Countless knowledge about making plagues was contained in it, as if he had understood the essence of the concept of plague.

A gleam of light appeared on Negrich's chickenpox-ridden head, and a bifurcated divine seal symbolizing the horned rat had been imprinted on the plague lord's body and soul.

The suzerains began to touch the magic stone in front of them, some died and turned into a cloud of dust scattered on the ground, while some candidates succeeded and obtained the divine seal of the horned rat and the status of members of the Thirteenth Council.

Touching the 12 yuan magic stone is the standard for members of the thirteen councils, and the vacant piece is the seat of the horned rat.

After screening the members of the Thirteenth Council, the Horned Mouse was ready to issue an order.

"Stop the Skaven dispute, the cold-blooded men are threatening the evil skaven, and the elves on the island." The head of the horned rat turned slightly to Negrich, and could only feel many things, the prophesied enemy was coming Wake up, stop all useless disputes and let them become your own nourishment.

And this premise is to capture Itaza, the place where the ancient sage first descended. There are too many secrets hidden in the basement of the ancient sage, and even if he only can't guarantee that there is no knowledge that threatens himself.

"The Great Horned God, the cold-blooded species are attacking Pestilon, and there are some hairless elves and human things. Our plague has lost its effect, and we can only solve these damn things through other methods. Yes, yes." Negrich raised his head and looked at the sacred figure of the Horned Rat, as if it were the most beautiful thing in the world. I am afraid that even death would not be able to erase this unforgettable memory.

"All the Skaven clans must go to Lustria to kill those cold-blooded species and elves." The horned rat stared at every member of the council present with blazing eyes.

The seal of the gods brings not only power, but also absolute control. No thought can escape the only perception. If anyone dares to disagree, turning into ashes is the best end.

"Your order, yes, yes." The night lord of the Eshin clan was the first to express his loyalty. No one ever knew what Snake was thinking, and thought he was just a rat who acted according to the price.

However, the Eshin clan, which specializes in maintaining neutrality in the civil war, is often the biggest beneficiary of the benefits. The appearance of the Horned God this time will not be unexpected.

After Snake, who was covered by a black veil, expressed his obedience to the oracle, other council members showed their absolute loyalty one after another.

As a group of Ratmen who use potions to prolong their lives, they cherish their own lives far more than any other Rats, and they also understand the meaning of the Holy Seal of the Big Horned Rat emerging from their bodies.

If you only verbally agree to this action, the dust on the ground will be the end.

The Horned Rat retreated, and before leaving, he bestowed upon Negrich a Warpstone with an endless and deadly plague.

After a long time, the rats gradually stood up straight, and their expressions were no longer the excitement and smirk they had when they were criticizing each other, but full of seriousness.

The last time the Skaven gathered their strength was in the war with Nagash in 3000, but the last time was in the World's Edge Mountains, an area very familiar to the Skaven.

But now it is going to Lustria. It will cost a lot of time and cost to transport the troops. Coupled with the difficulty of the cold-blooded thing, I am afraid that this war will be more troublesome than the one with Nagash. .

"The Eshin clan will send death masters, masters, the most elite running rats, yes, yes." Snicker uncharacteristically said the chip, the deadliest assassin was afraid that his life would be controlled by others, so he could only try his best to use other rats life, to satisfy the horned god's desire.

"The Model Clan likes those cold-blooded things, yes, yes. I need countless specimens for experiments, and no one can take away the experimental products of the Model Clan." The tone of the Great Beast Tamer was full of excitement. Most of the specimens have been thoroughly studied, and only jungle gadgets can meet the needs of the laboratory.

Thinking of something, Womenkin continued, with yellow saliva dripping from his mouth, which is big enough to swallow a rat man, "There are also those dragon things that can fly, and there are many dragon things in the hands with pointed ears. , they are all mine, mine!"

"Stormrat of Clan Grin will give the life of a cold-blooded thing to Big Horn Rat!" said Kraki Doomclaw, Grand Warlord of Clan Grin.

Three of the four major clans have already expressed their views, and there is also the powerful Grinzui clan entrenched in the Camelback Mountain. The only one who has not spoken yet is Mosquita, the chief engineering warlock.

"The war machine will also crush those cold-blooded things, yes, yes." The chief engineer warlock felt the holy seal on the surface of his body heat up, and immediately expressed his loyalty.

The Skaven Demons began to act, and the civil war stopped immediately under the intervention of the Horned Rat. A large number of soldiers from all over the old world rushed to Lustria, and another Skaven war would start.

(End of this chapter)