Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

Chapter 371 Attack of the Red Crested Skinlizard

In the dense rainforest far south of Lustria, a terrible tragedy happened.

With tens of thousands of clan rats full of boils and wounds, the Plague Priest is searching the rainforest. As the border between Pestilen and the cold-blooded freaks, Sky City has always been the front line of the two sides.

A large number of poisoned rats died here, and the plague permeated the rainforest, polluting the lizardman's temple city in various ways. Before that, there were Slan and the spirit vein gathering network to protect them, and they could use physical dredging methods to disperse the plague. a little.

But now, under the conspiracy of the Rats, those brainless dark elves did not hesitate to launch a surprise attack on the Sky City. The third generation of Slann sitting here was seriously injured, and the fifth generation of Slann was taken to the Black Ark.

The dark elves got what they wanted at a painful price, and Pestilen also got what they wanted. The specially made plague has been sent to the hatching pool, and it will only take a while before the city will offer Sacrifice to the Horned Rat to make Pestilen even more favorable.

The plague priest, whose senses were dulled by the plague virus, vaguely sensed a little movement in the jungle. His eyes full of chickenpox looked at the surrounding environment, and found that it was still gloomy and damp as usual.

After careful observation for a while, nothing was found, but some clan rats with keen senses had already noticed the movement not far away. Most clan rats were used as cannon fodder one level higher than slave rats, and often could not survive two battles.

But some rats who survived by relying on their talents know far better than their compatriots what fear is.

"The tree is talking, talking, yes, yes, those cold-blooded things have come." A clan rat expressed his thoughts, his body curled up involuntarily, gradually exuding the unique smell of Skaven's information glands, All rats know what the smell means, and that's fear.

The leading Plague Priest did not punish the Clanrat for disseminating information, because several poisoned blow needles had already hit his brain.

All of a sudden, whispers came from the jungle. The voice seemed to come from all directions, everywhere and far away at the same time. The hoarse tongue brought by the lizardman's unique vocal organ made the rats feel that death was around them Diffuse.

"Yes, yes, cold-blooded things dare to attack the people of the horned rat. Die! Die!" The plague priest who was attacked by the blowpipe pulled out the poisonous needle. These poisonous poisons are fatal to ordinary rats. Blessed Plague Priests of Pestilon are nothing more than flavoring.

The plague priest shook the rusty bronze flail censer, and green smoke radiated from it, and some fearless plague monks did the same, taking the initiative to welcome the javelins and poisonous needles flying out of the dark rainforest, and put the javelins and poisonous needles in their bodies. The toxins in the body are released to kill these cold-blooded things.

The Skinks' javelins aren't very powerful, and they're craftsmen and administrators in the grand scheme of things, not warriors.The javelin pierced the ratmen's body, but except for the occasional headshot, it had no fatal effect. The plague was a nightmare for other races, even for other clans of the ratmen, but for Pestilens, the plague was the source of power. source.

After being hit by javelins, these plague monks, whose bodies were full of viciousness, still searched around, spreading deadly plagues. Behind them were a large number of clan rats.

The number advantage of the rats is enough to break the crushing of the lizardmen's body, not to mention all kinds of vicious weakening methods.

The jungle that spoke Lizardman's language gradually stopped moving, and the javelins and poisonous needles flying from all directions also gradually stopped. It seemed that only those rats who were being eaten by their compatriots could prove that cold-blooded things had come here.

The leading plague priest breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help sniffing the breath of these ugly clan rat things. The plague had already destroyed his body system, and the unique glandular smell of the rat people completely lost its effect. Fear of death is the symbol of Pestylon.

"The people of the Horned Rat will kill these, these cold-blooded things. Yes, yes." After the jungle calmed down, the Plague Priest commanded the clan rats and slave rats who had regained their courage to move on, and the city full of fresh meat was about to Waiting to be breached, the Incubation Pool offers a new plague.

A large number of ratmen continued, but the jungle made a sound again. It was no longer the hoarse tongue-clicking of the lizardmen when they communicated, but thousands of snakes.

The unique rustling sound of snakes gliding from the ground entered the ears of the rats. The plague priest who thought he had defeated the lizardman guerrillas changed his expression. The long-lost gland secretion system seemed to have returned. He just wanted to immediately Blend in with the fleeing rats, be the fastest, but it's too late.

A red-crested skink riding a giant horned lizard has appeared in the jungle. The red skin on the top of its head is high and branched, like a crown standing on it. In its left hand, it holds a stone tablet with a large number of symbols. The right hand is a curved short knife, which is more like a sacrificial sacrificial vessel than a combat weapon.

A skink that is much stronger than a normal skink sits on the back of the giant horned lizard, accompanied by thousands of colorful poisonous snakes, and behind him, there are a large number of spirit lizards holding long-handled hammers and maces. Lizard, with a crest as bright as blood, seemed to become more gorgeous and eye-catching the moment he saw the rats.

The Prophet of the Snake God came to the outpost of Sky City, intending to continue the war with the rats that has lasted for two hundred years. If there is a record of eradicating rats in this world, maybe the five little strong in a parallel world will become the five hundred little strong , nor can it match the fraction of the rats killed by the snake god prophet in the past two hundred years!
"Sotek is thirsty for the blood of the rats!" Tehenhauin said the revelation that had been repeated thousands of times. After holding up the prophecy slate, a bloodthirsty atmosphere permeated the red-crested skinks behind. The Prophet instructed the Horned One to pounce on the leading Plague Priest.

The poisonous snakes are attacking, and the Skinlizards affected by the snake god are also charging. The morale of the rat people is a little bit broken. All the rat people in Lustria know that compared to those big frogs that can destroy an army at once, they are truly terrifying. It was a huge red-crested lizard, which dyed a rushing river red with Shushu's blood, and the smell was so strong that it could be smelled hundreds of miles away.

But when the plague priest fled, he cast a plague spell that inspired the warrior's courage. If he didn't want to die, he had to let others die. This was the nature of the Skaven.

"Give me delay, delay for some time, damn, damn slaves."

But with the sound of several earth shaking and mountain shaking, and the intensive snake sound coming from the holy cabinet on the back when the ankylosaurus charged, the plague priest knew that they were destined to die here.

(End of this chapter)