Chapter 430 Gap The Plague Anointed,
an elite force that had not appeared in the Pestilen clan for a long time, shook the dimensional stone flail hammer in their hands, and accompanied by the words praising the horned rat in their mouths, there were bursts of black, foul-smelling smoke.
Storm rats lined up on both sides. Even rats did not dare to fight side by side with the madmen of the Pestilen clan. A group of rats carrying jars were surrounded by the storm rats to protect them from the threat of the enemy.
The energy cannon as an experimental weapon fired again. After a salvo, three huge gaps appeared in Itaza's towering city wall.
"Yes, yes, the Skuri clan is the greatest!" As the operator, the engineer warlock was grateful for the results he had achieved, but soon a familiar movement appeared in the huge dimensional stone beside him.
Another violent explosion appeared in the Rat Man's position, but no soldiers looked back, just because the cold-blooded thing as the guardian had reacted, and a blue-scaled lizard thing several times the size of a normal Rat began to block the city wall. of the gap.
After being suddenly attacked by ratmen, although the ancient blood warriors who stayed here did not understand what was going on, in a subconscious reaction, they ordered most of the soldiers to go to the west of Itaza, even though the Guardian Legion had already Although they were taken away by Gorok, the number of troops kept here cannot be underestimated.
"Cold-blooded thing, die, die!" Pasclit took the lead and rode a giant nest rat into the army of sticks. Every time he waved the calamity halberd, it was like a black curse that was constantly twitching. The death-fearing Plague Anointed One quickly opened a large gap in the gap in the city wall in the middle.
The Plague Anointed are fanatical and deadly. The flail hammer made of warpstone is swung without any control, like a child swinging a toy with its arms. However, relying on the natural agility of the Skaven, it can often hit the defending lizards. man warrior.
If the lizard man who was hit by the flail had a leather shield as protection, he would be lucky, but if he relied on his naturally hard scales to resist this weapon that brought destruction, he would become a slave to the Pestilen clan. An innocent soul.
The flail penetrated the scales, sending a deadly plague into the body of the lizard warrior. Within a short time, ulcers appeared around the wound and gradually expanded.
The cold-blooded innate slowness allowed the lizard warrior to ignore the pain in his body and still smashed the rat in front of him into a pulp with an obsidian stick.
But this behavior is just helping Pestilon spread the plague. The deadly virus carefully prepared by the plague lord Negrich is hidden in the bodies of these plague rats. What flows out of the smashed corpses is not blood, but a A thick, volatile liquid.
The gap in the city wall in the middle looked extremely anxious. For a while, both the offensive and defensive sides were fighting for an advantage, while changes occurred on the other two sides.
Under the command of the warlord, the Storm Rats did not rush into the gap immediately. Instead, they confronted the lizardmen with their halberds. These rats from the grinning clan were stronger than those from other clans, and their fur was black and shiny. Compared with those ugly and thin plague rats, they can be said to be the most handsome among the Skaven clans.
Hundreds of rats carrying jets and wearing heavy insulation suits walked out of the storm rats. With wild laughter, streams of warpstone flames that had never appeared in the war between the ratmen and the lizardmen sprayed out towards the cold-blooded things in the gap. .
Compared to the Plague's slow and step-by-step method of destroying the enemy, the Skry clan is undoubtedly better at direct and efficient methods.
Green flames, enough to melt the strongest steel into iron juice, were sprayed onto the lizard warriors, and clouds of ashes gradually emerged.
The flames burned into the bone marrow and the pain was unbearable even for cold-blooded people. After his eyes burned into black holes, the lizard warrior frantically waved the big stick in his hand and rushed towards the rat man who was only fifty meters away without any explanation.
But this kind of unorganized attack was just stabbed into lizard strings by the Storm Rat with its halberd. Several Shi Lan who were not yet deeply asleep in the city noticed the situation here. While half asleep and half awake, they mobilized the energy of the giant spiritual vein network, intending to teach these rats a lesson.
But the Rats, who had been preparing for this operation for several years, would not let it easily interfere with the operation. The Plague Priest, Gray Seer, and Engineering Warlock all began to resist Slann's spellcasting, and they even vaguely wanted to win.
The behemoth troops began to enter the battlefield. After the ancient blood warriors realized that these sneak attack ratmen were prepared, they immediately prepared to use some big killer weapons that had never been used before for defense.
At the top of a pyramid in Itaza, an extremely bright beam of light appeared in the dark night, flying straight into the sky.
The Skink Priests are nervously calibrating the firing trajectories of the engines of the gods. There are only a few of these great killing weapons left by the ancient saints in the world even in Itaza, and they are often placed on pyramids for enshrinement.
This weapon, which can vaporize an entire army, has an extremely long cooling time for each launch. Even cold-blooded species understand the serious consequences of an incorrect launch trajectory.
"Bless the ancient saint, bless the Lord God, and never fail." The priest prayed silently in his heart. This engine of the gods has not been used for thousands of years. Even if it is maintained every year, what the ancient saint left behind How can he understand it? He can only pray not to make mistakes.
After a short delay, a beam of light fell from the sky, as if the sky was venting its anger, and rushed towards the rat man's position from the gap in the middle of the city wall.
Before a large number of ratmen could even utter a wail, they were already burned to ashes by the engines of the gods. The rocks on the ground gradually melted, and wherever the burning ray struck, it turned into a lava channel that was hundreds of meters long.
But this did not make the rat people fall into fear. Instead, they became more fanatical. The souls of all the dead rats seemed to strengthen the strength of their compatriots on the battlefield. The invisible black smoke was intertwined with the green smoke emitted by the plague juice. The battlefield was winding around.
To the southeast of Itaza, a similar war occurred between the lizardfolk and the Skaven.
As the commander of the lizardmen this time, Ku Gar did not let Quimoc attack, but just watched these ratmen who seemed to be committing suicide attacks.
A large number of ratmen emerged from the tunnel. Originally, Ku Ga had led the cold lizard rider troops to surrender many rats in Itaza, which made him mistakenly believe that the ratmen were distributed in every corner of the jungle, using the rich products to Satisfy that insatiable hunger.
But a sudden attack changed this matter.
The Steel Lizards on the periphery used special two-handed maces to smash several slave rats into pieces at a time. The maces in the hands of the cold lizard riders were as deadly as their mounts. The skinks as logisticians also took out hand crossbows and used them way to support this Lustria Holy War.
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