"Haha, it's better to know less about some things."
Gnoldor flicked his gray beard and sneered, and his thoughts returned to the scene in the Broken Tower. It spent three days arguing its interests and taking the dwarves back to the Eight Peaks Mountain, the link between the Southland and the Old World.
The consequences have been analyzed, but there is still no response from the MPs.
Just when it was feeling disheartened, a terrifying tremor suddenly came from under its feet. The High Priest of Gray Claw pretended to be calm and steady at first, but as the Broken Tower began to tremble, the old rat was also ready to run away.
The councilors looked at each other, worried that they would be buried in the tower if they ran too slowly, and also worried that they would be tricked to death if they ran down the stairs in front of them. After looking at each other, no one dared to move their paws first.
At the critical moment, the evil bell above the head suddenly started chiming. When the bell rang, the rats were dumbfounded and it rang eleven times before it stopped. You know, according to the legend, Si
The Cavan clan of ratmen was born and it only took thirteen bells!
The chiming of the holy bell means that something earth-shattering for the entire Demon Rat Empire has happened. It is the first time for the junior members of the council to witness it with their own eyes. The power of the Horned Rat God spreads through the sound of the bell, destroying the core of the Demon Rat City.
The parts were protected during the earthquake.
Before the High Priest of Gray Claw and the Chief Engineer Warlock of the Skryre Clan, which was headquartered in the Rat Waste City, could check how serious the damage was to other areas, the statue of the Horned Rat placed in the thirteenth seat burst into green light that filled the room -
The horned evil god has arrived!
The Great Horned Rat concisely and concisely explained the cause of the earthquake - the new god of the dwarves, Krag. What worries him more than the order race that is hostile to the rat people and the lack of a new god on the throne is that this race that has not yet entered the dusk has once again burst out with new ones.
Vigorous vitality.
He combined the fragments of words revealed by other Chaos Evil Gods and the reports of Skaven himself to deduce that the cause of all this was probably the new demigod named Snowwai Thorson from the Southland.
"What you brought is the most mediocre technology, and it is reserved for this bearded demigod! Don't expect to waste it, waste it on a bastard. They, they are worthy!"
"Thank you, thank you all for coming. The era of rats will eventually come, and beards and beard things will be buried in Sifeng Mountain!"
"Hahaha! That's enough. You, Chuan Quello, will make these furry creatures surrender and surrender to the wrath of the Horned Rat God!"
The old mouse of the Moss clan repeatedly sent messengers, and if he wanted to worry about it, he could worry about it himself. Although the mouse has a big head, it has a lot of tricks on the outside. When it comes to grudges, compared to the often absent Andergrand clan, they fight fiercely.
There are even fewer rat people who have lived for thousands of years.
The rat people moved easily, but the Xie Yue tribe entrenched in the lower level of Four Peaks Mountain was still "steady as Mount Tai". Iblit was not slow, as the Four Peaks Mountain Fortress was not that easy to defend and difficult to attack. It came and went like the dwarves.
To Gnochauer's right, a gray prophet with ferocious horns under his head played with the crystal ball on his watch and asked. Among the several mice, it seemed to be the one that came and went the most, but the other mice seemed to want to keep up with it.
distance.
So what about demigods? The pits are full of babies, and I can kill all the night goblins. When the power is exhausted, even the true gods will be doomed!
"They, how long will it take for them to arrive? Here, give you an exact time. The ceremony needs to be delayed, delay the preparation."
"Sir, Ictor-Claw Pavilion, please, please worry, your Moss clan's claws will deal with it, deal with the bearded thing, just like our ancestors!"
"My noble and noble spokesperson, they will take ten days, maybe, maybe more, this Si, Si Nuowai, be very cautious!"
The "Cyber" rat who had been silent outside the corner was the first to speak. It was covered in a set of skeletal armor, and the halberd leaning against the chair was flashing with arcs of electricity.
The mouse that answered the conversation was chewing while talking, and other mice had to prick up their ears to hear what it was saying. That guy was Sloat the Cleaner, the most notorious and craziest aberration in the Rotten Clan.
division.
"These seven, are all seven of you seated? It's time for you to show up."
Out of that concern, the Little Horned Rat personally instructed the Demon Rat Empire to provide help to the Moss clan. At worst, it would stifle the momentum of the dwarves' revival, and at worst, Snowwai's head would be a satisfactory sacrifice to him.
Grenauer shook his head, raised his paw and pointed at the door. The little mouse leaned over and bowed before leaving silently.
The Gray Prophet uttered arrogant words, but none of the mice sitting there laughed at him for overestimating his abilities. Nachuan Qiluo is a rising star of the Gray Prophet clan. Although he is young, the little horned mouse seems to be unkind to him.
Favored, but his strength soared and he escaped death several times.
"He leaves now, now!"
As Grenauer took his seat, the first mouse, wrapped in a white cloak with only two eyes exposed, spoke. Its claws outside the cloak were always pressed under the handle of the knife on its waist, and its tail swayed consciously.
, those have not become muscle memory yet.
"The coalition of bearded things and human things has crossed the river."
Naikt-Claw is the technical director of the Skuwai Clan and a legend of the Demon Rat Empire. As a member of the Eighteenth Council, Mr. Geno Shaoer has to answer the question in person.
After a complicated check on the war readiness of the reinforcements from the seven small clans, Grenauer raised the warpstone wine glass under the table. The rat people have been trying to ingest the warpstone in as "coming and out" a way as possible, and extracting it with alcohol is one way to take advantage of it.
This is a high-efficiency but relatively dangerous practice that small clans can afford on a daily basis.
Talking to himself, the young man from the Moss clan got up and walked into a secret passage that led directly to the main living room on the upper floor of Four Peaks Mountain. What was once the most gorgeous hall in the Mountain Kingdom now exudes an evil nature, with green dimensional stones replacing the bright rubies.
, Diamonds, as for these desecrated ancestral statues, every son of the mountains who sees them will want to pull out his beard.
Compared with the small army coming from the south, it is more interested in the increasingly fierce competition around White Rock Castle. This madman who calls himself a green prophet claims that a white orc who pulls waaagh is Gorge's divine choice, and it is Ibrahimovic.
Li Teuk felt that he was more suitable.
"Too fast, they are too fast! The mushroom things down there will only deteriorate and deteriorate the blood! Demigods, demigods' flesh and blood, you haven't had time to wait!"
It was small, bloated, and surprisingly fat. It had no eight arms, and its right eye was replaced with a dimension stone. It performed a small number of experiments on itself, gained the troll's special physique and regeneration ability, and also brought about the end of the world.
of hunger.
Its lifespan is long enough to rival that of the Gray Claw Priest. It participated in the Seventh Skaven Civil War, invented many best-selling war machines including the Great Wheel of Destruction, and is also a rather inexperienced user of the Destruction System.
