Alien world

Chapter 1597 Chapter 231. Destruction of the Rat's Nest
The horizon of the wasteland was dyed dark green by the dead rats.

Millions of ratmen poured out from the cracks in the ground, squeaking and rushing forward madly to stop humans from surrounding the rat's nest.

On the surface, humans surrounded the rat's nest, but in fact, there was a sea of ​​rat-men outside, which kept attacking and surrounded the humans.

But the imperial army, which had already gathered together, was like a meat grinder, crushing all the flesh and blood that dared to rush forward.

The attack of the rat tide is enough to scare many forces, but not the Imperial Guard.

The iron colossus's trampling crushed the charging rat tide into carpets of flesh. The griffins swooped down on the advanced troops mixed in with the rat tide. The mages of the Royal Magic Academy dispelled the forbidden evil energy. Powerful spells, especially the large-scale killing spells, were cast like money, harvesting the rats one by one like cutting wheat.

The MacKenn rats were able to fight against the Empire on equal terms, but it was obvious that a rat nest was no match for half of the Empire. They couldn't even escape and were completely surrounded by the Imperial Army.

Their idea is simple: ratmen can run, but rat nests cannot.

Find your rat nest and destroy it.

The rat people need rat nests to reproduce, which is equivalent to taking back a piece of land with a radius of hundreds of miles.

The mages of the Royal Magic Academy gathered together, and the surrounding magical elements began to rise rapidly, brewing a spell that could destroy the rat's nest.

The rat tide became even crazier, throwing Fel Stones recklessly, which were then accurately shot in the air by the mages and rangers in the team, creating cloud after cloud of pale green smoke.

Relying on casualties at all costs, the Blink Rat holding the Fel Stone finally approached the War Golem.

bang -- bang -- bang --

The fel stones exploded one after another, and the foul poisonous mist penetrated into the interior through the gaps in the golem's joints. The precise magic runes were quickly corroded and flashed into annihilation.

The war golem, which had been showing its might in the face of the rat tide, suddenly froze in place.

The blink rats screamed with excitement, gave up their only chance to blink, and rushed to the vicinity of the war golem, trying to move forward and blink behind the humans to detonate -

laugh--

At this moment, the armor plate on the back of the Iron Golem suddenly opened up, and steaming cooling water poured down like a waterfall, instantly scalding to death a large number of flickering rats that were flashing over.

Then the magicians also completed the spell, and the strong wind swept all objects weighing less than 100 pounds away, and the poisonous fog that had just raged was torn apart and dissipated.

The magic runes corroded by fel energy were repaired in a short time, and the war golems, each of which had crushed at least 500,000 ratmen, raised their heads again.

This is not the end of the ratmen. Their real doom comes from the Royal Magic Academy protected in the core.

The vice president of the School of Magic, Star Oliver, raised his staff high, and the dense magical elements around him that seemed to be tangible were instantly cleared away, and a magic-forbidden area was artificially created.

The ground beneath their feet began to rumble.

At first, fine vibrations seeped out from the ground, and gravel rustled on the scorched earth, as if billions of hammers were beating the rock in the abyss. Gradually, the clicking sounds became continuous.

The soldiers, wearing steel boots without any shock absorption, soon felt their feet go numb.

Afterwards, the shaking intensified, no longer a simple numbing sensation. Spider-web-like cracks tore across the ground, forming a vortex-like pit in the center, which collapsed with a loud bang, exposing a rat's nest of spires that looked like the roots of a rotten giant tree.

Countless pieces of gravel fell from the dense holes, and ratmen gushed out like festering pus.

A sharp scream suddenly came from the bottom of the rat's nest, even covering up the cries of the other rats. The mother rat, who was as fat as a hill, lay at the bottom of the nest, screaming as she was hit by countless pieces of gravel, with pus flowing everywhere.

The eyes of the rats on the periphery instantly turned blood red, but they were unable to shake the human defenses.

Then, a rumble like thunder came from deeper in the mantle, and the rock layers began to close together.

The mother rat, unable to move, continued to scream sharply and squirmed in order to survive. A large number of unformed baby rats spurted out from under her body, forming a disgusting purple splash. The ratman priest standing on the spire waved his spinal staff, trying to stop the earth from closing, but to no avail.

The rock layers are like two inclined slabs of rock, colliding with each other with a loud bang.

The rat tide deformed and shattered like a fragile sand sculpture. The mother rat twisted and exploded under the pressure of the rock layer, and was crushed into thin flat slices along with hundreds of thousands of ratmen. As the last crack in the rock closed, all the sounds from the underground disappeared.

Only tiny drops of blood slowly seeped out from the cracks in the messy ground.

The rat nest that gave birth to them became their graveyard.

In the outer rat tide, the scarlet in the ratmen's eyes began to fade, the waves stopped surging, and the sea returned to calm.

Star Oliver waved his staff, and a silhouette suddenly fell out of the void and fell in front of the four legion commanders.

The commander of the Black Watch Legion walked up to it and looked down at the dirty rat priest: "Rat, tell me where my legion is, and the Empire will leave you with an intact body."

The defeated rat-man priest screamed fiercely: "You humans... must all die... die!"

puff--

The legion commander raised his foot and stepped on the ratman priest's chest with his steel boots, and then kicked the dead ratman priest away.

A soldier walked over behind him, cut off the head of the rat priest, and put it into the trophy bag. A gray-haired rat priest was qualified to be an upper class of Jingguan.

The legion commander did not feel relieved, and swept his tyrannical gaze across the rat's nest outside.

The rat nest had been destroyed, and they no longer fought desperately, continuing to use their flesh and blood to sharpen the soldiers' swords as before.

Prophecy is being cast every moment, trying to locate the Blackwatch Legion.

If we can't find them, even if we destroy five or ten rat nests, it will be a disastrous defeat for the empire...

The legion commander raised his head and looked at a tiny, barely noticeable silhouette high in the sky.

The airship from Liberty City was moving slowly but steadily towards the north.

……

woo-

The wind and snow that came through the canyon howled outside the cave.

Using the shallow caves in the canyon, the soldiers were able to rest temporarily and warm up.

The soldiers formed a human wall at the entrance of the cave to prevent the loss of temperature.

At the deepest point, several team leaders were talking in low voices: "Are we going in the wrong direction?"

They had been trudging through the ice and snow for three or four days... no food, only snow. The warriors were fine, but the mages began to fall one by one, and in the end even Albek was so weak that he needed someone to carry him.

"It's impossible... The sky is right, we are indeed moving north." Albek said hoarsely.

However, they inevitably wasted a lot of time trekking, taking detours, and avoiding crevasses and possible demon patrols in the mountains.

Fortunately, they didn't have to cover their tracks - the blizzard had been going on for four days and three nights with no sign of stopping. Any trace they left behind would disappear in a matter of seconds.

(End of this chapter)