The prayers of the wizard spirit did not seem to give the rats more divine power.
However, Kane's bride unexpectedly felt the gaze of the gods.
If he were in a permanent state of madness, he would probably have sacrificed his life for Kane at the altar.
Hecate thought.
Kane's Bride originally existed for this purpose.
Have sex with Kane on the altar on a cold night, and when the divine power becomes more abundant, place the bride's organs and blood on the altar.
However, now, without a soul, she cannot feel such impulse, and all her emotions towards Kane seem empty.
The body without a soul is like this, just like a misty glass separated from all emotions, and can only have a fragmented part of that image.
The emotional devastation of these days also made her think about whether it was worth sacrificing her life for Kane.
The original bride of Kane, Morath, did not commit herself to Kane, and after sleeping with her son, she also lost her identity as the bride of Kane.
But she lost nothing. She gained power, the strength to satisfy her desires, immortality, and immortal youth.
Kane's bride just dedicated her body to Kane and left her soul to Kane's arrangement.
Now that I do the math, I feel...
Wu Ling shook his head, trying to get all the messy thoughts out of his head.
None of these are helpful to the current battle. Kane's gaze may only mean that Kane wants to see bloodshed.
The dark elves looked at the ratmen around them, and there was something wrong with them.
The rats' noses were twitching, as if they were trying to smell something in the air.
Going berserk cannot change the nature of a species. Hecate thought of some manuscripts written by engineering warlocks she had seen after learning Skaven.
Mentioned in a manuscript about remote attack conjecture.
The eyesight of the rat people is very weak compared to other races, and they can only see things within a few hundred meters. However, their sense of smell and hearing are quite sensitive.
Therefore, in the dark, in addition to relying on their own eyes with their own light sources, they can also rely on their sense of smell and hearing to capture situations several kilometers away.
Just like now.
Neve, who had just been beaten by the witch spirit until his whole body smelled like blood, twitched his nose the hardest, and unknowingly he was close to the exit of the cave.
From nearly a kilometer away, he could already smell the smell of human flesh and bones, and his ears could hear the almost imperceptible vibration caused by the march.
Come to think of it, it's the same as other Skaven.
Nefer turned his head and saw only a group of eyes that were as sinister and bloodthirsty as him.
Before Wu Ling could give the order, the sharp voice of the whipped warlord rang out.
"Hidden."
With that said, Nefer rushed to a hidden position where he could see the situation outside the cave, with an excited smile on his face.
The rats suppressed their tails because of the need to be hidden and ambushed.
The tails that were still trembling slightly and the smell of battle filling the cave allowed the wizards to confirm their high fighting spirit.
Wu Ling sneaked close to the cave entrance and took a look outside.
The distance between the human beings is less than 500 meters, the barbarian marching team is on the front and rear sides, and the skeleton phalanx is in the center.
"Scout."
Hecate called the mouse from before who was wearing a black robe and had no scent.
"Go and give the order, wait until the skeleton passes through the hole in the middle, and then attack."
The mouse in black robe disappeared, leaving only the sound of imperceptible footsteps.
The cave suddenly fell into terrible silence. Even the weak trembling tail did not make any sound. Hundreds of pairs of scarlet eyes were only looking at one place - the exit of the cave, just waiting for the attack signal to be launched.
.
The smell of human flesh and bones is getting closer and closer, and the rats' eyes are getting wider and wider.
As the smell got thicker, the originally unclear trembling turned into the sound of marching footsteps.
The teams of humans and undead are getting closer.
Soon, the first human came over, but the rats had not forgotten the wizard spirit's order, which allowed them to temporarily suppress their mineralized hearts.
Until, in the field of vision, the first skeleton appeared.
"Kill! Kill!"
Nefer sprang forward into a black shadow at a speed that the skeletons could not detect, and the unique Skaven scream from his mouth spread throughout an area of several hundred meters.
Just when the barbarians were still a little confused because of this familiar yet unfamiliar cry, the sudden influx of a large number of rats caused them to fall into a temporary sluggish state.
Even the subconscious counterattacks of the barbarians could not stop the rat-maniac's intention.
The restless rats broke into the barbarian line, and the sudden and rapid attack caused the barbarians, who had created enough gaps due to their march, to be divided into several parts that could not be connected.
The most serious losses were the skeletons that were targeted by the witch spirits.
The skeletons were hit together by the sudden attack from both sides and huddled together, unable to turn the spear in their hands. Skaven's claws and axes immediately tore into pieces the large pile of skeletons that could not effectively attack or defend.
Bone.
These Skaven are the most elite among the thousands of crazed rats. Their crazed bodies are enough to efficiently dismantle these skeletons with their bare hands.
The figure of the witch spirit flickers among the skeletons, and its dexterous and swift daggers destroy the skeletons' joints that are not strong enough. The strong bodies of Nefer and Toxide can clean up several skeletons at once.
The three people's destruction speeds were almost the same for a while.
This means that the number of skeletons decreased at an alarming rate within two minutes.
By the time the wizard felt a powerful will coming to the skeletons, there were less than fifty skeletons left.
The green flames in the eyes of one of the skeletons are strong.
"Elves, you are the things I despise. I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and now you can take refuge in dirty and disgusting rats. It's really..."
Before the wizard finished speaking, the wizard pulled out the head of the skeleton and kicked the skull, whose flames had not yet been completely extinguished, to the left, knocking down a barbarian who was fighting the rats.
Looking at the extinguished green flames and the barbarian being dismembered by rats, Hecate smiled.
She knew that at such a long distance, the Necromancer had no way to launch effective attacks or strengthen spells.
The judgment of the engineering warlock is purely the result of a broken brain.
"First deal with the part near the fortress."
After saying that, Hecate disappeared again.
When she appeared again, a storm of flesh and blood set off in the barbarian front in the north of the canyon.
The small groups that were fighting each other due to the attack of the rat-men soon turned into a slaughterhouse with broken limbs flying.