Alien world

Chapter 1813, Section 446: Long Live Ellie Moas

Albek was placed on the giant rat's back, covered with a blanket to protect him from the extreme cold of the far north. The rat-man elders probably didn't even know he was there...

"Hand over the traitor!"

Well, it seems there are some undiscovered tracking spells on Albek.

Annan did not continue to deny it, but simply said, "I have something to say to you. Have your men leave first."

"Do you think I'm a brainless demon?" the ratman elder sneered.

Helpless, Annan had no choice but to revert to his original form and said to the speechless rat-man elder, "I told you to let them leave, and now look what happened, you'll have to silence them later."

"Annan stuff...that's impossible!"

"Is this the first day you've met me? What's impossible about that?"

Annan used the Broken Mountains as an example, gesturing for Aidan and Ruth to surround them and not let a single ratman escape, before continuing, "But you, it seems you've been getting quite close to the High Priest lately..."

"I am a ratman, how could I not associate with the high priest, but with human creatures!"

Annan thought it made a lot of sense and changed his tune, saying, "What are you doing here, chasing after Albek? Go back, I'll protect him."

The rat-man elder looked conflicted and refused to make way.

Annan raised his voice: "Hmm? You don't want to?"

"You Annamese bastard, don't push me. Hand over Albek and I'll let you go!"

“You ratman bastard, don’t push me. I don’t want to become an enemy.” Annan retorted sharply, curious about what Albek had found out in the past few days that would make the ratman elder disregard even him.

The rat-man elder gave up trying to persuade him, his scarlet eyes frequently scanning the surroundings, as if assessing the difference in their strength.

Then, its heart began to pound faster. The forces around the Annan creature were limited; if it were fast enough… it could not only capture Albek, but also control the Annan creature!

“Since you won’t move aside…” Annan winked at the others, “Let’s finish this quickly.”

"Do it!"

At the same time, the rat-man elder also cried out sharply.

The dimensional rat instantly flashed into the group, its targets being Annan and Albek, who was covered with a blanket.

Ruth stood in front of Annan, her almost innate combat instincts allowing her to directly anticipate where the dimensional rat would leap out. She swung her dagger in advance, waiting for it to strike, causing the dimensional rat to seemingly run into the dagger on its own, its head severed from its body.

Prince Aidan shielded Albek, transforming into a cloud of gray mist that enveloped him. Dimensional rats that entered the mist's range were as if stepping into a withering aura, rapidly aging, their fur turning yellow and withered, becoming mummies before they even got close.

There's no need to worry about the other end of the line, because Biros is there.

The ratman elder also made his move—his spinal staff fired a burst of fluorescent green fel energy, but the target was Albek.

It seems that dealing with Albek is more important to the rat-man elders than capturing Annan.

The gray mist that shrouded Albek condensed into a gray sphere, canceling out the fel energy. Before long, the heavily injured and weakened Prince Aidan fell out of the air.

The rat-man elder didn't notice the spell's failure; instead, it saw the six-armed serpent demon wielding a fire whip. The whip it swung around resembled a ring of fire encircling its body, making it look like a smaller version of a fire demon.

With each swing of the flaming whip, a champion rat's skin was torn open, its fine armor as fragile as parchment before it, its flesh and blood burning.

"Six-armed serpent demon, is this your trap?!" it screamed. "I know nothing."

Biros plays the role she currently assumes: a demon's defector, not a commander.

The rat-man elders gnashed their fangs, making a cracking sound. If this was a demon's conspiracy, it meant they were involved too!

Demons are actually colluding with human beings!
"Powerful being, answer my call..."

At this moment, the succubus in front of him, who called herself Annam, began chanting a spell.

The rat-man elder screamed, "Don't let him finish the spell!"

Champion Rats surged around him, and a second wave of Dimensional Rats flashed again, but Annan just looked at them with disdain, stopped the spell he had just started, and a magic circle quickly formed beneath his feet.

"Fool, don't you know I never need incantations when casting spells?"

A beautiful girl in a blue dress appeared in the center of the magic circle. Annan hid behind Irimoyas and poked her head out, pointing at the rat-man elder in front of her: "Your Highness, it's bullying me!"

Ilya instantly reverted to her original form, grabbed Anan and placed him on her back, soaring into the air. Then, her dragon breath struck the attacking ratman like lightning.

Illymoas is probably a hundred years younger than Black Pearl, and age is reflected in the strength of dragons—after all, dragons become stronger as they age.

Annan ignored all that, he held tightly to Illymoyas's slender neck, letting the wind and lightning howl in his ears, feeling a sense of security in his heart.

Our own dragon is still more powerful and elegant. Long live the princess!
Dragons naturally have a suppressive effect on all creatures, except for Annan. Even the champion rat, who could fight human greatswordsmen, tucked its tail between its legs under the dragon's might and couldn't even unleash half its full power.

Taking advantage of the moment, the six-armed serpent demon shook its fiery braids, piercing through the champion rat's chest. Looking up at the soaring dragon radiating its might, it felt a strange sense of urgency.

It must be one of Annan Reeves's rumored mistresses, the Blue Dragon Ilya... Can I really compete with it?
The previously evenly matched battle quickly turned into a one-sided affair with the arrival of the dragon.

Illymoyas crashed down, pinning the ratman elder to the dragon's claws, while Prince Aidan and Ruth scattered to clear out the remaining rats.

"Spare me, you Annamese bastard! Have you forgotten we're allies?" the ratman elder screamed.

Annan was thinking.

Putting aside the cooperation in the Broken Mountains, it will be difficult for him to find someone to replace the Ratman Elder in the short term.

We can't just pick up the Macken Skaven and lose the Stunn Skaven, can we?
Moreover, the ratman elder knows that he has been in the demon camp, which might cause Stunn to develop a rift with the demons... or not?
The high priest Annan of Sturn had never met him, but he didn't think he would be so easily fooled.

Annan slid off Illymoas's back, gesturing for her to release the Ratman Elder, and stepped forward: "Ratman Elder, I don't want to kill you. You started this conflict, didn't you?"

The rat-man elder, covered in frost and snow, climbed out of the snow pit: "You took Albek away. If you don't take him back, the High Priest won't let me off!"

"Please, we've cooperated so many times, does it know which one will let you off the hook?"

“It’s different.” The rat-man elder shook his head, repeating the same phrase over and over, “It’s different…it’s different…”

Something was off about him. Putting aside everything else, the ratman elder was completely unlike his usual mercenary, cunning, and greedy self tonight; he was more like a ratman priest...

"no the same……"

The rat-man elder's voice trailed off, and his rat body suddenly began to swell, with fluorescent green light emanating from the flesh stretched to its limit.

(End of this chapter)