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Chapter 308 The Thirteen Councils

There were no surprises in the ensuing battle. The remnants of the Dread Fleet, which had been badly hit by mines, had less than half of their initial combat effectiveness. Under the cover of several rounds of shelling, the dwarf navy rushed to the Bloody Reaver.

Of the scattered undead, only Count No and his undead colossus and his elite deep-sea guards are left fighting stubbornly. They are elite vampire sentries, wearing ancient undead armor and supported by the vampire curse.

Unlike ordinary undead crews, the Deep Guards are not raised from the mob who died on the ocean, but are hand-picked warriors who receive the kiss of blood before being brought aboard a pirate warship to serve their masters.

Their resistance inflicted some casualties on the dwarves, but the last resistance collapsed as Gotrek and the followers of Sigmar joined the battle wielding axes and hammers. Lord No jumped on the falling Terrorbeast to escape.

, but a warhammer flying out of the waves ruined his last fantasy.

"Go back to the Shipyard with your ship, Noctilus, it's all for your own good!"

With the help of his subordinates, Snorri rose up from the bottom of the sea. Seeing that the Terrorbeast and its owner were cut into pieces after his wings were broken and he lost the ability to fly, Snorri choked.

Examining the "Dread Fleet Sinking" achievement prompted in the system and the accompanying naval battle leadership buff, Snorri understood that Count No was dead. This battle cleared most of the pirates on the route. It was foreseeable that he

The fleet will have a long period of peace.

After cleaning the battlefield and collecting the wealth carried by the pirates, the dwarf fleet set sail again and headed for the Southland. Carrying two volumes of Nagash's cult, it was better to avoid long nights and dreams.

Just as the fleet was riding the wind and waves, the demonic city in the withered swamp in northern Tilea was not peaceful. A light green poisonous mist surrounded the ruins of the city wall and the broken city, while the warpstone flames erupted from the cracks in the ground from time to time further tortured the surface buildings.

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Most of the Skaven buildings are located underground, but in the center of the Rat Waste City stands a huge bell tower - the Broken Tower. According to legend, the evil bell that created the birth of the Skaven hangs on the top of the building.

The original color of the tower has been blackened by pollutants, and the black surface is covered with wet, sticky and crumbling dirt and rot. A nightmarish cloud of poisonous fog envelopes the bell tower all year round, and the fog penetrates into the thick doors and windows.

The gap goes inside.

The location of the Thirteen Councils of the Demon Rat Empire is also located here - the place closest to their Horned Rat God. In the room directly below the big clock, there is a round table with thirteen seats placed around it.

The most elaborate and largest throne is engraved with the serial number thirteen, and is located directly opposite the door, with an image of the Horned Rat God carved on it. The remaining thrones are smaller but ornately decorated, with family crests hung on them to mark ownership.

"Everyone who can come has come. Those who can't come won't come."

Now, relying on the lighting of the dimensional stone magic fire on the table, a total of eight chairs are waiting for their owners. As the bell rings, an old mouse sitting on the left side of the horned rat statue straightens his body.

He flicked his beard and spoke.

"The great horned rat god will eventually come to the mortal world, and the age of rats is coming!" It slowly paused its scepter and led a chant, and then other councilors followed suit. It can be seen that this sentence is very interesting.

It is often mentioned on the lips, and there is no common stuttering among rats.

This is the leader of the Gray Prophets, the High Priest of Gray Claws - Kritslik. No rat knows how long it will live, but what is certain is that its strength is the strongest among rats, and its destructive spells are superb. As the horned rat's most beloved

As a spokesperson, it also has the additional ability to release divine spells and summon the Lord of Decay.

"Esin, the news from the Essin clan, the beard thing, just held a conference. In the past few years, they, they have changed a lot." The high priest of Gray Claw spoke very slowly, and his hair was about to fall out.

When he was done, he touched the mouse sitting next to him with his paw and signaled it to continue speaking.

"!"

Next to the first seat is the third seat. The guy on the seat lowered his voice very low. He wrapped himself tightly in a black cloak. His figure was looming under the green fire, almost disappearing.

Among the seats.

Although this black rat looks inconspicuous, no rat warlord dares to turn off the lights and go to sleep once he hears his name: the Night King of the Snig-Essing clan.

"Hei Twelve, Essin, Essin's best fang, sent back the news of the meeting of the bearded stuff."

The assassin masters of the Essien clan are ranked from one to thirteen, with the higher the number, the stronger the strength. Above the Black Thirteen, there is the most legendary and deadly "Master of Death".

"Those, those stone heads, want to expand, expand! South, north, and west too!"

The Night King's information caused an explosion in the Council of Thirteen. Since the Skaven also live underground, it can be said that there is a deep hatred between the Skaven and the Dwarves. The fighting between the two races can be said to have started from the day the Skaven appeared.

continues to the present.

"An, be quiet! Quiet for me!"

Klitslik banged on the table. Even if its life had been extended indefinitely through warpstone and other technologies, its energy would never be able to return to its peak. The weird, sharp noises of the rats gave it a headache.

"Tell me, tell me the key points!"

"The Bearded Thing wants to abandon the Pillar City and instead connect the Southland with Iron Peak Castle." Snig did not get angry, and the Night King calmly talked about the information collected by his subordinates.

Thousands of years ago, the Eshin clan went to Cathay and Nibon in the east to develop. When they returned, they received help from the Gray Prophets. Therefore, they retained some respect for these horned guys, and they were also known as the "Parliament.

hand".

"How far south is Pillar City?"

"What will happen?"

The councilors shouted that when they migrated southward, they encountered the powerful Nagas and were blocked at Nehekhara, and they were never able to penetrate deep into the Southland.

"Quack! Moss, the fools of the Moss clan are going to suffer!"

Across from the statue of the Horned Rat and the High Priest of Gray Claw, there sat a rat-like guy equipped with various mechanical prostheses. He was the chief engineering warlock of the Mostita-Skulli clan.

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The Chief Engineer Warlock's gloating laughter attracted the echoes of other participants. In recent years, the Moss clan's strength has expanded too fast, even enough to threaten the four great clans, which made the rat leader feel pressured.

"Crunch, crunch!"

Seeing the ugly behavior of the congressmen, the high priest was so angry that he gritted his teeth. It could be said that he hated the disunity of the rats. If they could work together, the horned rats might have come to the world hundreds of years ago!


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