Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

The Plague Monk's fur hung wet and peeled off his skin, looking as lifeless as boiled meat.Their near-skeletal bodies were covered with tatters of what might once have been robes, and scarred eyes gleamed furiously in the sunken eye sockets of their withered skulls, and pus seemed to seep from every pore of their bodies.

These disgusting upright walking rodents are extremely fast, with primitive reflexes and instincts that allow them to twist their bodies with ease.They are also more ferocious, their savage minds filled with the kind of maddened evil only the most desperate and depraved of humans can fall into.

These rodents are twisted monsters in every sense of the word, monsters that shouldn't be in this world!

The plague monks were driven mad by the smoke in the air and the poisonous substances brought by the plague, foaming at the mouth, biting their own tails, and screaming unconsciously in bloodlust.They galloped forward, trying to get close to the lizardfolk formation, eager to drive their blades and fangs and claws into the lizardmen's bodies.

Accompanied by brutal screams full of murder and brutality, the plague monks threw themselves on the war lizard standing at the forefront of the lizardmen, followed by crazier and unimaginably terrifying and tragic screams.

strength!It is the only advantage against the hateful Skaven!And this is exactly what the lizard people have.

The plague monks who were hit by a terrifying force were smashed to the wall. These lucky plague monks could still hit the wall and then fell to the ground, but their bones had been shattered and fractured, and they could only utter The wailing of rats, compared with these lucky ones, more plague monks exploded into blood mist in mid-air.

But luck is only relatively temporary. The plague monks and giant rats who rushed out of the passage ate the same kind that fell on the ground and could not move.

Ku Ja is cold and calculating, because he was born to fight, and he fights as brutally and efficiently as possible.

Outside the city of Quetzal, Mazdamurdi, who had just cut off the wind of magic and gathered here, frowned as he watched an abominable stain appear in the atmosphere. steam.He paid close attention to the battle in the lounge, and then glanced at the Hesiota Lieyang battle flag in front of him. In his clear and sharp brain, he thought that this power was needed more in the lounge than he was right now.

In the next second, the Lizard Scar veteran who was supposed to be carrying the Starstone Banner appeared in the waiting room carrying the Hesiota Lieyang Battle Banner.

Ren and Walter, who were still shooting in the Duluqi formation, felt the familiar light on the Hesiota Lieyang battle flag. They turned their heads to take a quick look, and then turned their heads to shoot.

The golden icon of Hesh'otale Sun's Battle Banner pierced the sickly air with unimaginable light, temporarily blinding the surrounding Plague Monks and filling their tainted hearts with agony.

Another thunderous growl echoed through the common room, and Kami the Varanus hurled a Plague Monk from him.The Plague Monk slammed into the wall and was reduced to a shattered mass.Then he punched a giant rat that was pounced towards him and had entered a state of stagnation, and the huge fist mercilessly hit the fat body of the giant rat.

Applause should be given to such a primitive and wild scene. If it were in the arena of Naggaroth, those Druccis would have stood up from the audience to applaud, but they didn't have the energy to do so.Those in the front row with harpoon crossbows and repeater crossbows on shields are constantly pouring firepower on the charging rodents, while they in the back row are constantly loading crossbow arrows to provide to the front row.

These Druccis can no longer care about the disgusting smell in the air. They know that these rodents exist, but they are limited to knowing that, except for those who came to Lustria with Daxus before, the rest are in Lustria. There has been no serious battle or contact with it before, and there are no rodents in Naggaroth.Now, they are shocked by the rodents that are still rushing out. They didn't expect that there are such abstract things in the world. They have no adjectives to describe them. They can only use Dacius to create and often talk about it. The vocabulary is taken out and used.

The screams of pain heralded the tragic death of the plague monks. They were instantly annihilated and pierced by the destruction arrows and amber spears cast by the sorceresses standing on the garbage dump in the lounge.Their bodies were charred skeletons before they fell to the ground, and a sickly burnt aroma of charred flesh and fur rolled through the passageway where the brick walls met.

Following Malekith's roar, a terrifying force erupted from Yangyan Sword.Although he has only acquired the Yangyan sword for only three days, he has already been able to use the Yangyan sword proficiently, and uses the Yangyan sword as a medium for casting spells, releasing some magic weapons other than the Yangyan sword itself like the staff and the former destroyer. Other than spells, more importantly, he can already understand the usage of the Lustria continent's spiritual vein network without sleeping.

The plague monks or giant rats that had rushed into the lounge and were still charging in the passage were all knocked down by this terrifying force released by Malekith, and their senses and thinking were overwhelmed by an overwhelming impulse, a kind of Overwhelmed by an all-consuming need.They burn with a terrible hunger that can only be satisfied with warm, dripping flesh!

Then the eyes of the rodents became glassy, ​​the blood in their bodies began to turn black, and all madness withered for a moment.Thoughts of fear swept over them, and fear turned to panic as they began to vent their glands.They no longer rushed towards the formation of lizardmen, instead, they started howling and screaming, fighting hard, scratching and pushing the same kind around them.

The Plague Clan's army disintegrated into a swarm of howling, insane beasts, tearing at their own kind, abandoning their weapons in primal cannibalistic hunger, manipulated by an even crazier mind.

The Plague Monk jumped on the giant rat's back, tore the leathery flesh of the giant rat with his fangs and sharp claws, and the giant rat gnawed on the internal organs of the dead plague monk.

Blood, mutilated ragdoll corpses, and the musk of terror filled the air as far as it could go, and the air was filled with an indescribable stench, the scorched stench of scorched fur, and the suffocation of Deha's energy.

Malekith took half a step with his right foot, straightened his body and lifted the Yangyan sword into the air, standing there proudly, he could clearly feel the admiration of the big toad not far behind him mixed with a trace of panic .Although Dacius also gave repeated orders not to let him try to find trouble with those big toads, but Dacius didn't let him compete with these big toads.

At this moment, Malekith's self-esteem and sense of accomplishment seemed to have turned into a kind of energy, constantly seeping huge power into his limbs.

Dacius, who stood behind Malekith, stood there blankly holding the scarlet sword. He could see the bloody scene ahead, but it was limited to this.He found that as the battle progressed, what happened to him seemed to be gone?He was a little distracted at this moment, he was wondering if he should practice his voice and learn a few more instruments?Prepare some speeches and change to a bard in DND?Add morale and gain BUFF to the team?

However, the dark spell cast by Malekith only temporarily delayed the charge of the Plague Clan army. A deep angry roar pulled Dacius out of his short thoughts, and he vaguely looked through the gap in front of him. Reaching a rat face swollen with corruption in the passageway, its face covered with pus, with only pale green patches remaining on its fur, the rodent stared evilly from under the dirty folds of its hood. lizard Man.

The growl that echoed through the passage faded away, and a new round began, with the erect rodent waving its scabbed claws, and the plague monks following behind swarmed sickly again.

"Skuk? No!" Dacius felt a slight difference in this mouse, and he also had a faint feeling of the power of fate that was not effective at all times. When he saw the mouse at first, he thought it was Skuk. , but he quickly denied his conjecture, because this mouse did not have the typical features of Scrooge.Although it wasn't Schook, it was estimated that this should be a leader, either a plague priest or one of the seven plague lords.

With the piercing crackle of the plague censer, the intensity of the battle escalated, and the second wave of rodents was visibly stronger than the first wave.Lost in a frenzy of bloodlust and hatred, these rodents are less easily aroused to fear than their predecessors.

Plague censers wielding rotting and rusty censers lead the charge, the plague smoke from their fetid censers almost visibly corroding their weakened bodies as they strike.

"It's the censer monks! Watch out for their flails and censers!" Dacius, who saw clearly, shouted loudly. He didn't blow the Spikazuma horn and beat the drum of echo. Now the battle has a delicate balance, becoming As an outsider, he didn't want to break this balance, so he could only remind him loudly.

Dacius knew that only the most ardently dedicated Plague Monk would be honored with the use of the Plague Clan's deadliest weapon, the Plague Censer.

The Plague Censer is a hollowed out barbed metal sphere attached to a long chain.The Plague Priest reads aloud passages from the Tome of Anguish and blight during an Unholy ritual, while dropping a shard of Warpstone into a spiked orb.A vicious contagion is then poured into the Warpstone using a ladle.Immediately, the terrifying mixture began to bubble as the evil rune glowed, wisps of pale green gas emanating from holes in the ornately decorated iron ball.

Any exposure to the noxious fumes seeping from the slightly shaking censer will cause the plague censer's body to ache and burst into pustules.If the censer is shaken during combat, it will create a large billowing cloud of green mist.Exposure to these plague fumes can cause horrific damage, with the lungs instantly filling with poisonous gas and vital organs beginning to rot.

It is a lack of common sense to be near such a weapon, no matter what the creature, let alone use and engage with it in combat.But sometimes, some things are unavoidable, such as the immediate battle.

Dacius wasn't playing any game, he could make the lizardmen in front of him retreat by clicking the mouse. He believed that the lizardmen, who had an eternal hatred with the Skaven, would not retreat under his order.And, why back off?Who knows if the rodent in front of him had some other stealthy escape route.The opportunity is rare, and he knows that the Plague Censer Monk represents the elite and is the core force of the Plague Clan. At the same time, the appearance of the Plague Censer Monk also means that there must be big fish nearby!

If it is let go, it may cause much damage later.Dacius has always been thinking that the Lustria continent is the core basic disk for the Lizardman and him.

Dacius, who was stunned for a short time, once again thought about the scene he had thought about before. The eggs of the giant beasts turned black one by one, and the vines gradually withered. The swamp that was originally full of life and vitality became a pool full of poisonous gas quagmire.The plague of rats is full of rats everywhere, overwhelming and boundless.When the powerful predators living in the Lustrian jungle came back from hunting, they were shocked to find that the rats had already eaten up all the eggs they hatched, and their young children were also eaten to nothing. Next skeleton.Even in the darkest and most dangerous depths of the jungle, rats roamed freely.

After Dacius' brief contact with the Plague Clan, he doesn't think that the storm summoned by the Slanns will disperse the plagues that spread in the air, nor will the purified rain fall from the sky and bathe in the scorching sun. It can't purify the entire Lustria continent at all.Because these plagues are in a way more like...

"The bigger the wind and the waves, the more expensive the fish? Fighting here is better than facing the claw trebuchet and the plague furnace." Dacius muttered, pulled back to reality by the sound of the battle.

Soon, a violent wind blew across the back of Dacius' neck, causing him to shiver. He looked back and found that the Cody pectoral on Shakspatty's chest represented the wind. The small triangle lit up, and the endless gust of wind kept blowing towards the opposite passage, and the poisonous gas scattered in the lounge was also brought back to the passage by this gust of wind.

Affected rodents become confused and frustrated in the high winds, howling, whining, screaming and chattering.Some of the plague censer monks who rushed to the front of the lizardmen were shot down by crossbow arrows from the side before they could swing the censer flail, or rushed to swing the censer flail slowly. Dacius felt that these delirious plagues The incense burner monk may have been cast with spells such as slowing, either pierced by the sorceresses' amber spears and single-blade gusts of wind, or pierced by the lizardmen who maintained an orderly formation with long-handled weapons.

However, there were still a steady stream of plague monks trying to rush out in the passage, and more plague monks were sprayed out by the flail-shaped incense burner and then suffocated by the toxic smoke gathered by the strong wind.These plague monks obviously did not adapt to the filth of smoke like the high-level plague monks who carried the censer. They writhed on the ground, coughing and bleeding, and the smoke flooded their disease-ravaged bodies.

Suddenly, a strange feeling made Dacius instinctively look across the rotting plague monks, beyond the hoods and hoods of those crazy wretches, beyond the obscene censer flails they brandished on their heads, beyond those carrying Scattered bones and rusted iron, the diseased scum of desecrating the holy images of flies, passed the bony zealots clutching prayer scrolls in their fists, passed the screams, passed the giant rats stuck in the never-accessible passage magic,

At this moment, Dacius seemed to have surpassed the crazy wave, his soul was looking for the owner of this group of crazy rodents, and he found it!The filthy rat stood alone at the end of the crazy wave.

"Skuk! What a coincidence, isn't this!" Dacius said through gritted teeth. He was not familiar with the other plague lords and Nurgleridge, but he only knew Skuk!The empty eyes, the rotten staff he leaned on, and the plague grimoire on his waist, all of these are too familiar to him, so iconic!

Sensing something, Lord Skeuk opened his lips back, revealing a rotten smile, and his expression showed an indescribable smugness, as if all the hatred and malice had been condensed into an emotional expression. (end of this chapter)