Chapter 833 832. You unruly thing, this place has an owner! Don’t you know you have to knock on the door when you come in?

The Rat Man was born not long ago.

According to Murphy and the players' tracing of the clues exposed by the Scholar Faction, the real breakthrough in the biological experiments on the Skaven was basically around the time that Explorer Kanter joined the Scholar Faction, which was less than ten years ago.

Excluding the preparation time used to perfect the genetic blueprint, the actual appearance of the Skaven as a whole is probably less than three years, but this creature that cannot even be called "civilized" has already done many "big things."

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The destruction of the shadow elf city of Medjeva was their work, and the fall of the Black Flame Pass was also inextricably linked to the rat men. Now, they are completing their third goal as biological weapons, rushing into the brass

The ruins of the fortress slaughtered all the stubborn brass dwarves inside, opening the way to the Genoa Peninsula for the Black Scourge army.

This life is not easy.

Although the Brass Dwarves first lost their god, and now they lost their city and lord, and also lost a considerable number of their people in the fall of the fortress, their population base is there, even in this desolate place.

In the ruins, the number of surviving dwarves will never be less than 1.5 million.

The God of Wealth kept his promise.

When the Brass Fortress collapsed in the vicissitudes of geological transformation, those dwarves who held wealth in their hands barely survived. Except for the unlucky ones who were actually crushed to death and fell to death, the Brass Dwarves as a group had no

Because if a mountain collapses, everyone will die.

The number of ratmen currently attacking the ruins of the fortress is less than 150,000. Even if they are all killed one by one, there is no way to destroy the dwarves here. What's more, with the pitiful quality of the ratmen's individual soldiers, if they want to

They would have to pay more to replace a dwarf.

However, the war is not just a comparison of paper data. The morale and organization of the Brass Dwarves have been completely destroyed.

Faced with the violent rat people who kept rushing out from all over the ruins, there was too little they could do. Except for the iron-hearted warriors who continued to fight, the desolate situation of the other dwarves could be described as killing them with just one sentence.

No exaggeration.

However, the situation on the front side of the ruins is slightly better.

Lord Paying and Old Edward stayed here and organized a group of dwarves to resist here, preventing the ratmen's attack from breaking through the front entrance.

The battle here has also attracted many surviving dwarves to join. In this life-and-death situation, no matter how destitute a person is, as long as they are led by a good enough commander, they can burst out with amazing power of survival.

The best thing is that the person leading this group of souls right now is the Millennium Lord of Vampires, the best commander, commander and top powerhouse on the continent.

As for old Edward, this guy who wants to take action will have gone crazy by now.

Lord Wolfsbane fought to his heart's content on the unfamiliar land covered with smoke and dust, killing every ratman who came close to him without the dignity of a strong man. He fought extremely efficiently, and every move could bring horrific damage. He could do it all by himself.

Like a wall that never falls.

Facing the power of the Golden One, the rat people were basically shattered at a touch.

As the Lord said before, if you give old Edward enough time, he can fight from one end of the Dark Mountain to the other alone, squeezing every life he encounters without feeling any fatigue.

This is because Old Edward has a rather unique golden supernatural law: Blood Hunt.

As long as the opponent's blood is flowing, Lord Wolfsbane can continuously restore energy during the battle. This recovery is all-round. It not only allows the body and muscles to maintain quite intense exercise without causing fatigue, but can even relieve mental fatigue.

exhausted.

Through the constant stimulation of blood, old Edward has been maintained in a considerable degree of "combat stimulation".

When Murphy learned Wolf's Kiss swordsmanship before, he knew that this swordsmanship was used for group attacks, and combined with the unique power of Lord Wolfsbane, it was nonsense to try to overwhelm him with numbers. The only way to defeat old Edward was a head-on duel.

Only in one-on-one situations can the impact of blood hunting be minimized.

However, Old Edward's accomplishments in close combat were even more exaggerated than Lord Paing's. Without using the Holy Spear of Eternal Silence, the only person who could defeat him in the past thousand years was Constance, the Secret Blood Archduke who was good at psychic powers.

But what is quite darkly humorous is that Old Edward's real lifelong enemy was the Grand Duke Sarokdar of the Blood Vulture clan.

It's not because Murphy's old patriarch is more powerful than him, it's simply because Salokdar's flying ability is too buggy, and old Edward's short wings are obviously not good at fighting in the air. In short, the vicious Archduke Wolfsbane is here.

, the brass dwarves, at worst, can leave some blood descendants behind.

But as he kept killing, old Edward was the first to notice something was wrong.

In front of him, the endless number of ratmen who seemed to be killing them were retreating rapidly. Edward was sure that it was not because he was too brave that the morale of these ratmen collapsed. He saw with his own eyes that a ratman killed him with a simple bone weapon.

In front of me, but at a certain moment, he was frozen on the spot as if he was struck by lightning.

He saw the emotions flashing in the guy's small eyes, which were not too deep, and the confusion occupied most of his mind.

It seems that it suddenly doesn't know what to do, even if the enemy is right ahead.

When he saw old Edward pointing his pale bone whip at it, the latter screamed, dropped the weapon and ran away like a mouse that encountered a cat.

Old Edward was dumbfounded by this reaction.

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Is it really okay for you to show your back when you run away?

This is the retreat tactic that a genius instructor taught you!

As Lord Wolfsbane who possesses the blood of fear, he can accurately determine that the Rat Man is indeed afraid of something, but the source of that fear is not himself.

"They're retreating! Paying."

Edward did not take away the life of the fearful one. He looked around and saw that the charging ratmen around him all showed the same situation. They were screaming and retreating. This scene made Lord Wolfsbane withdraw his fear thorn.

There is no need to fight anymore, the rat people are going to run away now that they have the advantage of surprise.

He ducked across the battlefield that had become a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and landed next to Lord Paying. He said to the Millennium Lord who was charging repeatedly on Aurora:

"Some things happened that I can't understand, but these guys seemed to get into chaos in an instant, and that fearless state of being was disappearing."

"Hold on!"

Lord Paying also noticed the problem.

He shook off the blood stained by the holy spear, rode the aurora into the sky, and looked down at the battlefield situation from the air.

Not only were the rat people in the front retreating, but the rat people in other directions were also in varying degrees of confusion.

This is definitely not a tactic!

Because the rat people retreated in different directions, there was no order or structure at all, and they were broken into eight pieces on the same spot like a smashed box. They were scurrying around like a swarm of bees, seeming to suddenly change from one place to another.

A legion with a clear purpose degenerated into a beast acting only on instinct.

It's just like.

It's like having the collar of a hound taken off, turning it into a wild dog running around.

"Hello? Hello! Lord, can you hear me?"

Just when Pa Ying was confused, the blood spar in his arms vibrated, and Murphy's slightly weak voice sounded. The Lord took out the blood spar with a sudden move in his heart, and the blood-colored light spots shaped Murphy's image in front of his eyes.

Case.

He is putting on the armor with the help of the Earl of White Mountain and the Blooddread Archduke.

Next to him were a group of giant, strange gnolls wearing Eden District security uniforms, and they were also surrounded by Transian warriors.

The Lord recognized several of the vampires with unique shapes at a glance, such as a bald vampire with his arms folded, and the giant shark's eye-catching shape was simply a face-riding output of the elegant tradition inherited by vampires, which made people look at it.

The kind that can't be forgotten at a glance.

"I broke the Skaven's mind crystal. Unless the Dusk Cultists make new crystals, they will not be able to control the Skaven.

According to my understanding of these guys, their first reaction after losing their common mental restraint is definitely to flee. The poor guys have never tasted the feeling of freedom since they were born, and the feeling of emptiness in their hearts must have frightened them.

In short, the Ratmen are no longer a problem!

Please drive away as many dwarves as possible before the gnoll army rushes into the ruins. No matter where they go, the place can no longer be defended.

The Genoa Peninsula is destined to be the next battlefield, and I’ll leave it to you.”

"Well, I understand. Thank you for everything you have done for the Brass Dwarves, Murphy. I will tell them about your heroic deeds."

The Lord nodded and took a deep breath in his heart and asked again:

"What about you? Where are you going now?"

"I have accepted the gift from the Elf Ranger General, and now I have to go support Prince Felosil, but this has nothing to do with your actions, so don't worry."

Murphy replied:

"I am contacting you not only to show my merits to you, but also to do something else. Your plan to kill the gods must be advanced immediately. Once the gnolls enter the Genoa Peninsula, the awakening of the Lord of the Hunt will be around the corner."

"I have contacted a group of strong people who are willing to contribute to the cause of peace."

The Lord said in a deep voice:

"We can set off immediately after I confirm the defense situation of Port Chardoux. Are the Wise Wolfs ready?"

"The vanguard of the Creator is arming!"

The voice of the wise wolf came from the huge black power armor beside Murphy, and Hogg replied in a sonorous tone:

"We can leave at any time."

"Very good, then wait for my news and rescue the elves' ranger army as soon as possible. Ms. Philosil is also a member of the God-Slayer. Please ensure her safety."

The Lord warned, then cut off the communication and returned to the ground.
To be continued...