From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 471: Goldfish with open mouth

On an ordinary entertainment planet on the edge of the Ratman Empire, several sneaky figures were staring at the rusty device in front of them in confusion.

"What on earth is this?"

The short rat man asked his companions around him in confusion.

"I don't know, but maybe he can lead us to freedom!"

These are two new generation of ratmen elites, two new generation of ratmen engineers. Of course, calling them ratmen engineers is an exaggeration. They are just a few young guys who have read a few more laboratory logs in the cold laboratory.

With the restlessness and stupidity unique to young ratmen.

In fact, strictly speaking, there may be only one existence in the entire Ratman Empire that truly meets the definition of those crazy guys in the past, that crazy biological AI, Test Subject No. 1.

But these two ignorant guys are also important because of what they are going to do.

The Skaven have a very loose control over weapons, and this tendency was exacerbated during the chaotic period when those guys realized they were drowning and prepared to save themselves.

For example, now, the rusty steel pillar being pushed by two rat boys has a more famous name, Soul Scream.

Each Ratman entertainment planet is an important node in the cloud network born from the disorderly expansion, and is a strong support for the current powerful subspace network of the Ratman Empire.

Destroying a planet would create a loophole in the entire subspace defense system.

Soul Scream, a highly efficient clean-killing weapon, only needs to be filled with about one kilogram of ether crystals to give it the power to wipe out an entire race.

This is not the first time that such a dangerous weapon has been used by the rats against their own people. It is not the first time that Soul Scream has been detonated on the rats' own planet. But how should I put it? The detonator this time was particularly ignorant and stupid.

On an ordinary day on this quiet planet, all the ratmen were addicted to the second world and could not extricate themselves, being forced or actively facing the brilliant colors and incomparable contents.

And then, with just that simple loud roar, amid the shouting of two young rat boys waving their arms excitedly, they shouted the so-called.

"Free the ratmen! Free the ratmen!"

Amid such shouts, the rusty soul scream was detonated. The trouble left behind by the ratmen engineers really could not be completely uncovered even after many years.

It is certain that the ratmen are the race with the weakest control over highly dangerous and terrifying weapons in the entire universe. Once upon a time, when the ratmen engineers were developing these destructive weapons, they never thought of restricting them. The detonation procedure of the Soul Scream is very simple. The key opens a partition, presses a button, and then releases it. Everything is done just like that.

Today, a faint blue light erupted on this ordinary entertainment planet on the edge of the Ratman Empire. The shockwaves spread almost throughout the entire planet. Countless ratmen lost everything in an instant, their eyes became dull, their bodies lost control, and they fell down limply.

It is difficult to say how many ratmen died in such a wave of attacks, probably a lot, and the two young guys were the first to bear the brunt.

However, the goal of that crazy rebellious AI was achieved. A hole was torn in the subspace defense network of the Ratman Empire. In an instant, countless subspace evil gods swarmed in and entered through the hole opened by the soul scream.

The crazy rebellious AI calculated very accurately. This old model of Soul Scream just happened to destroy the defense network nodes standing on this entertainment planet. That grand and powerful defense network did have a real effect. This old model of Soul Scream failed to completely tear apart the subspace area corresponding to this entertainment planet and form the horrific subspace storm.

An excellent channel was opened.

Countless evil gods from the Warp swarmed in at this moment, snatching the souls that had not yet dispersed on the planet with their fangs and claws, snatching the desires that had collapsed due to the node collapse.

These evil gods of the Warp have also reached their limit. In the chaos, greed, and disorder, soon, there will be several real Warp gods, gods of desire, who will no longer be limited to the status of demigods. The wailing of many intelligent creatures in the physical universe, the long war between the Eldar and their opponents, and those rising desires are accumulating and are about to reach the node of qualitative change.

Who can become a god? Which guys can step onto this grand stage? These are all mysteries that have not yet been completely resolved. It is even possible that the ones who will finally ascend to the throne of god are not these messy evil gods of the subspace, but the most powerful gods in the clouds.

Everything is possible, but the arrival of this trend inevitably makes everyone nervous.

If the relationship between these evil gods of the subspace were a little more harmonious, then they would probably greet their colleagues with a smile every day and ask questions like "Friend! How many souls have you eaten today, and how many desires have you taken!" They would greet each other in a friendly manner, but secretly curse others viciously because of their lead over them. This is such a complicated neighborhood relationship.

But unfortunately, the relationship between these guys is not harmonious at all. The simplest way to greet each other is to have a big fight. They fight each other madly, and the winner eats the loser.

In such a situation, even though they had already been taught a lesson by the cloud gods, in response to the slogan of the cafeteria opening for dinner, these chaotic subspace evil gods still rushed towards the destroyed node like goldfish in a fish tank, and at this time they opened their mouths wide and frantically swallowed the remains of countless dead ratmen.

He doesn't look like a god at all, but that's the way it is. In this world, despicable beasts are the mainstream.

The angry cloud gods have arrived, and a terrible war is about to break out on this silent rat entertainment planet. At the same time, on the other side, the revenge of a manic and crazy guy has begun.

All kinds of messy warships, coupled with the sudden invasion of consciousness, caught the main brain of this area off guard. The mechanical warships in the starport began to kill each other, and the biochemical machines on the assembly line began to fight desperately. The messy fleet broke in amid the crazy psychic fluctuations.

All of this caused the star field to become chaotic in an instant.

(End of this chapter)