The ground began to tremble violently, and rubble continued to fall from the top of the underground city. At first, Rhodes thought it was an earthquake, and when he was about to order the army to withdraw from the pit of hell, a terrifying Devouring Worm emerged from under the feet of the Rat Man on the other side.
The ground broke out, with an astonishing roar, and swallowed a group of panicked rat soldiers in one bite.
The Pit Abominations on the side immediately launched a counterattack, but despite being surrounded by three or four Abominations, they could not shake this underground monster.
The giant insect twisted its body and smashed an approaching abomination, smashing its fat, sewn body into pieces.
The other abomination waved an iron hook chain and threw it at the sudden appearance of the behemoth. The chain was like a sharp arrow, nailing the giant insect's thick body. Then, the other pit abomination also threw the same iron hook chain, and the two
A thick iron chain tightly locked the monster's body.
The other ratmen suppressed their fear and rushed under the giant insect to throw spears and stone bullets. Blood quickly covered the monster's body.
However, just when the rat men thought it was an accident, another mutated manticore rushed out from the broken hole in the ground. The sharp black front claws hooked the two rat men, and with a roar, the two thin manticores
The rat men were directly dismembered by the manticore, and the blood was like rain, spilling on the surrounding rat men, causing them to collapse to the ground in fear.
The mad manticore then thrust its sharp tail thorn at another rat-man. The stung rat-man had no power to resist and was thrown directly into the air, with blood splattering.
Four or five rat-men approached cautiously and stabbed the manticore with short spears and daggers. However, after a deafening roar, the blood-stained manticore swung its tail and knocked away the four or five rat-men around it.
, no surprise, every rat man was killed on the spot.
Immediately afterwards, the Abominations of the Pit, which had been resisting the monster just now, began to become restless. Their mutated bloody eyes kept turning and struggling, as if a stubborn primitive force was breaking through the patched skin.
Soon, the first Pit-Abomination went crazy and began to attack the surrounding Skaven.
The fat palms grabbed a group of rat men and started to eat them directly. The blood of a large number of rat men spurted out from the hateful giant hands, like watermelons that were crushed one by one, squeezing everything inside, blood, internal organs, bones and flesh.
Press it out...
The sudden and huge change caused the rat-men's position to be in chaos. Across the blood river, Rhodes saw a group of rat-men on the other side running away like crazy. However, the platform and the ground were filled with crazy hatred and some unknown people.
of weird creatures.
And all these creatures made from perverted experiments are killing each other in an almost crazy and irrational manner at this moment, venting their almost primitive desires.
The giant devouring insects were knocked down by several pit abominations, and then they were eaten separately. The short and thin ratmen directly became the food of this group of crazy monsters.
The originally impregnable Hell Pit and Blood River Castle has now turned into a real hell slaughterhouse.
Not only the dwarves, but also the soldiers of Kislev were stunned by the scene in front of them. No one could figure out what happened? Could it be that the gods had a ghost? Or maybe the ratmen had offended some powerful creatures underground. This powerful creature
Did ancient creatures use spiritual power to drive these unnatural creatures crazy?
Everyone was stunned. Only Rhodes vaguely guessed some of the inside story. Perhaps, the action plan formulated before the war really succeeded? Aliria and her team have successfully hunted down the legendary rat lord Squire?
Yes, that seems to be the only explanation.
Otherwise, how to explain these monsters? They are under the control of the Master of the Rat Pack. As long as Squire has been around, these creatures have been the most powerful war machines in the Hell Pit. However, now, they hunt each other like pure beasts.
, killing each other.
"We should take advantage of the chaos and kill them!"
The chaotic scene greatly boosted the morale of the dwarves. They all roared excitedly and were eager to try. The dwarf general Mardelin even ran across the front line of the legion and came to the Kislev position to propose to Rhodes.
However, Rhodes rejected it on the spot——
"Wait a little longer, wait until they finish killing each other, and then we can go there."
However, the dwarf general was obviously not satisfied with this arrangement.
"We wait until those monsters kill those rats before we go there? No, no, Lord Rhodes, this is not good, this approach is very dishonorable, we have to kill those rats with our own hands, these dirty monsters must die in our hands
.”
Rhodes frowned as he looked at the stubborn dwarves in front of him. He really didn't know what their brain circuit was like.
"War kills people. I will not let my soldiers be buried in this abyss for the sake of the illusory so-called honor. They still have families, children and wives. I am responsible for their lives."
Rhodes glanced at Galt and continued -
"If you want to end the lives of those ratmen with your own hands and complete the so-called revenge, then you can send your army over. I will not take the risk. I feel the pain of those injured soldiers."
Rhodes said, pointing to the position behind him. The soldiers who had just been injured in the battle across the river and had not had time to evacuate to the ground were lying on stretchers groaning in pain.
"Damn it, you humans have always been so realistic!"
Mardelin cursed and walked away with his back swaggeringly.
Ten minutes later, Rhodes heard a muffled thunderous bombardment from the position not far away. It was the sound of dwarf siege artillery and organ cannon firing in unison.
Accompanied by this menacing artillery fire, a large number of dwarf troops stepped on the frozen ice bridge again with powerful steps and singing majestic war songs.
…
When High Priest Yeskovich and Witch Hunter Diego dug the Ironbreaker out of the pile of corpses of the Skaven, this strong dwarf was already dying. Not because of serious injuries, but because he had been buried in the pile of corpses for a long time.
Inside, I had difficulty breathing and was almost suffocated to death.
Grondi, who had narrowly escaped death, was helped to the corner. He was breathing weakly and was completely dirty. The originally smooth mithril armor was stained with layers of blood, and most of it had dried and solidified into blood clots, which were dark red and stuck to the surface of the armor.
When the witch hunter poured a bag of highly concentrated vodka over the dwarf's head, Grondy finally choked and woke up.
He shook his head vigorously and subconsciously made a defensive counterattack, but found that the ax and shield were gone. So he excitedly wanted to grab a shield or ax to defend himself. However, he found that there were no living rat men around him.
Diego sat aside, drinking a small drink. The wood elf Aliria walked in the tunnel, stabbing the dagger into the corpses of the rat men to ensure that all the rat men were dead.
Yeskevich squatted aside and bandaged Celta's wounds. Grondi took a closer look and found that there was no intact part of the Predator Captain's body. Blood covered every inch of his skin, as if he had crawled out of hell.
The rising blood beast.
Cough...cough...cough...
The bursts of violent coughing diverted Grondy's gaze further away. In the center of the hall, the golden wizard Gelt was kneeling on the ground, coughing painfully.
However, it seemed that no one cared about his injury. Just as Grondi was about to walk over and ask, he suddenly saw the mage taking off his gauntlets with difficulty, and then slowly taking off his helmet and hood.
Inside the slightly deformed armor was an almost intact living person... If Galt was injured in this bloody battle, it would be those trivial skin injuries, and many of them were just scratches...
…As for the sword wounds like other members of the team, I didn’t see any of them…