Alien world

Chapter 1897, Section 530: The King Occupies the Rat's Nest
Just then, a deafening roar came, and the burning Rat King smashed down the burning houses along the way, grabbed a burning beam, and hurled it into the air with all its might.

The burning logs flew against the fire meteor, spinning hundreds of meters upwards, scraping against a reconnaissance airship and puncturing a hot air balloon filled with gas.

"We're falling!"

"Hold on tight! Hold on tight!"

The reconnaissance aircraft veered off course and crashed into the swarm of rats outside the town. Seconds later, an even bigger explosion erupted.

The reconnaissance airships that had descended too low began to rise, and the remaining oil began to fall fairly over every corner of Old Vale and onto every ratman.

Everywhere was engulfed in flames. There was hardly any living creature left in the town, except for hordes of rats that kept pouring in from outside, trying to extinguish the flames with their bodies.

The Rat King finally rushed to the wailing Rat Mother's side—its lower body, trapped in the sea of ​​fire, had been turned into charcoal. As the Rat King lifted one of the Rat Mother's corners, sparks and burning bits of flesh flew up.

The flames not only engulfed the surface, but the terrifying heat penetrated even deeper into the hollowed-out earth.

The ground, parched by the blazing fire, could no longer bear the weight of the rat kings and groaned under the strain.

Cracks and fissures began to appear on the ground, spreading rapidly like a spider web. Then, the Rat King and Rat Mother, along with all the buildings and the swarm of rats on the outskirts of Old Val Town, were swept away by a deafening roar. The entire Old Val Town was as if it had been smashed into the abyss by a giant, fiery fist, and swallowed up by the collapsing maw.

bang——

The towering flames from the fall of Old Vale into the abyss nearly engulfed the fleet that couldn't react in time.

The sky was burning, and terrifying fire rain slowly fell on the plain, as if the end of the world had arrived.

In the distance, the shocked Kingdom's army watched this scene. Even from such a distance, they could still feel the tremors emanating from Old Val and the scorching heat that made their eyes burn.

What's truly terrifying about this scene is that it has nothing to do with magic.

This means the same scene can happen anywhere.

The airships that had been thrown out finally stabilized, staring in disbelief at the still-burning vortex of flames in the crater.

"This...this is something we made?"

"Could it burn the land to the ground?"

"They didn't burn the land down; the ratmen dug up the ground!"

"Did you take a picture? Did you take a picture?"

Amidst the goblins' chatter, the behemoth sent a signal: Mission accomplished, send them back to Trapezoidal Mountain.

The rat king and rat mother, who originally had a chance to escape, howled in their own trap for more than ten minutes before collapsing with a crash, turning into a huge, burning fireball that kept exploding.

The instigator, the airship group, turned around on the spot and headed south.

Taking advantage of the leaderless rat swarm, the Kingdom's army began to advance southward.

The old town of Val has vanished forever, replaced by a deep abyss hundreds of meters in diameter, shimmering with dark red lava all day long.

……

The sun rises, the sun sets.

The last wisp of smoke dissipated in the abyss above what was once the old town of Val.

Like the bottom of a crater where lava had cooled, it was a scene of devastation, with ashes intertwined and piled up, and charred remains.

The cold moonlight streamed into the pit, and amidst the crisscrossing wreckage, a withered claw stretched diagonally towards the sky in despair—

Click.

The rat-man stepped on it, crushing the withered claws.

The bald rat tail swept away the ashes, and the three gray-furred rats came to the remains of the rat king and rat mother, which still resembled a small mountain. Beneath the charred shells, there was nothing; the fire that had burned for a day and a night had long since burned everything that could be burned.

The gray rat on the right, with its beautiful, curly, carbonized fur and smoky appearance, said, "Elder, it was all killed by those magical oils that humans poured on them, oils that can ignore evil energy..."

The rat-man elder, leaning on his cane, hissed in a low voice, "Blackrock, why are you still alive?"

The night before last, realizing something was wrong, Black Rock abandoned Kaven and fled once again.

After pushing aside several gray rats blocking his way, and watching the gray rats who were trying to save him get set on fire, Black Rock pushed the gray rats into the fire so that he could step over them. He then managed to escape into the ground with a few gray rats and then fled outwards.

This clever decision made Blackrock the only gray rat to survive the collapse of Old Vale.

The Moon Eater Clan's traps not only failed to work, but also caused them heavy losses. Not only did the Rat King perish in Old Val, but a precious female Rat also died.

The Rat King is the symbol of the clan, the Elder is the leader of the clan, and the Priest is the clan's faith.

The mother rat is the foundation of the clan.

Without female rats, the rat-people's reproduction alone cannot form a large rat tide army.

The Moon-Eating Clan suffered heavy losses; Black Rock escaped, but it would have been better for him to have died inside.

Blackrock didn't want to die, but witnesses saw it enter Old Vale when the incident happened. All it could say was, "I...I'm going to come out and command the rat horde to take revenge on those human bastards!"

"Did you get revenge?"

"I drove those human creatures into the mountains..."

Before the ratman elder could expose it, the gray-furred rat on the left, who had remained silent, suddenly spoke up: "Black Rock, are you trying to cover up your cowardice?"

Blackrock glared at her, its enraged roar echoing through the pit: "Phiros, are you here to mock me?! Back then... you couldn't have done better than me!"

Without even glancing at it, Philos said to the rat-man elder standing before the remains of the Rat King and Rat Mother, "Elder Ball Velvet, your clan's Rat King and Rat Mother have perished, the plan has failed, and the High Priest will be very displeased."

Can you help?

Black Rock lunged at Philosopher, who was mocking him, and said, "You're just a loser!"

"You too."

Unlike the calm retorts of the ratmen, Philos continued, "My legion commander has lost his clan; you can have him join the Moon Eater Clan."

The Moon Eater Clan lost its Rat King, while the Red-Eyed Clan only had its Rat King left.

Without a clan, the Rat King will be expelled. Without the Rat King, the clan won't be expelled, but it will be in chaos for a while, not to mention the Eclipse Clan has messed things up, so any damage will be done.

Elder Ball Velvet's cold, narrow red eyes fixed on Philosopher: "And you?"

Philos said, "The Rat King has become the Rat King of the Moon Eater Clan, and I am the commander of the Ratman Legion."

Elder Ball Velvet lowered his guard from its peak.

There is no such thing as goodwill without a reason, especially for rat people; scheming and backstabbing are the norm for them.

Elder Ball Velvet wasn't afraid of Philosophy mentioning benefits; she was only afraid that Philosophy wouldn't mention them. After quickly assessing the pros and cons, her gaze softened with a touch of warmth: "We each get what we need."

Black Rock stopped talking, shrinking back there pretending to be a stone, trying to make Philos ignore it.

Philos ignored it and, following Annan's strategy, deliberately sowed discord between the two clans, pretending to stand from the Moon Eater Clan's perspective and saying, "It's all the fault of the Stunn Clan. If it weren't for their terrible idea, you could have directly wiped out these human creatures."

It's impossible for them to become enemies, but it's not a big problem for them to develop conflicts due to their grudges.

(End of this chapter)