Warhammer in a box

Chapter 203: The Horned Rat Appears
Kretisrik felt a headache listening to the quarrels among the clans around him. The ratmen were always scheming against each other. Although they were governed by a council of thirteen, they still had their own agenda. The ratmen civil war in history almost destroyed the Skaven.

"Terra. Emperor Terra," Kritisrik murmured. The root of everything was because of the appearance of Terra. He also sent a team to dig under Terra, but the fact was just like before, this group of humans were actually better at digging than them.

"Stop arguing!" The dimensional stone magic surging through Kritislik's body made the noisy council quiet down for a short time. No matter how powerful the clan was, they had to give face to these gray prophets who could communicate with the horned rats.

"The slave rats in Bretonnia have sent back a report that something is happening in Bretonnia, the human knight kingdom. We can take food and supplies from the chaotic knight kingdom! And Tyrell, the weak human kingdom, we can destroy them at any time, and each clan will get the compensation they deserve."

Kritisrik's words received a lot of responses. The ratmen didn't mind having too much food.

"Yes! Yes!"

"Great Horned Rat, everything we are experiencing now is related to the human city called Terra. If it continues to exist, I have a feeling that it will pose a serious threat to the Great Horned Rat's grand plan. Is there any clan willing to destroy this city?"

When this was said, all the ratmen fell silent. Although everyone believed in the Horned Rat, when it came to their own interests, no one would say a word or be the first to speak out. Terra was a tough nut to crack.

"Snek?" Cretias looked at the lord of Clan Eshin.

Cretius knew that the ratmen's power was very scattered at this time, and there was no progress in any place. Facing the human army that had replaced its weapons and equipment, they no longer had any advantage. Only by adopting one strategy could they regain the advantage, and that was assassination.

As long as the so-called Terra high-ranking officials and Bretonnian military generals are killed and these cities are plunged into chaos, the Skaven will have another chance. This trick has been tried and tested over thousands of years of history.

The only choice for assassination is the assassin of Clan Eshin. The Master Assassin of Clan Eshin is equivalent to the Assassin's Court in 40k. They have an absolutely outstanding record in the entire Middle Ages. Emperors, lords, clan leaders, and all kinds of big figures have died in their assassinations.

"My people, you can act, but we need more compensation, dimensional stones! And food! And slaves! We also need to breed female rats."

Snake made the rat-man's unique hissing sound, and his tail kept whipping the ground greedily. At this time, he seized the opportunity to gain more benefits for his clan.

Critias stared at Snake, and after a while he had no choice but to accept it.

"The reward for Clan Eshin will be drawn from the harvest of all clans."

All the rat lords present knew that this might be the most appropriate solution at the moment, rather than continuing to argue day and night like this.

Even if some clans were unwilling, they knew that if they refused, they would be retaliated against afterwards. The entire Council of Thirteen was like a gaming field, the center of the interest and political game among the various Skaven clans.

The resolution has been issued and the lords have left. Tomorrow will be another intense meeting. Privately at the round table, several clans have planned to unite and attack the Grey Prophet together to share the benefits that originally belonged to the Grey Prophet clan.

However, next to the empty parliament table, the pillar of discipline used to select the thirteen-member council was slowly emitting a dark green light, as if something was about to rush out.

"Damn human, damn Cretius, all the guys who harmed me deserve to die, all the bones in their bodies should be broken one by one by the rat trolls!"

One after another, the most foul curses belonging to the ratmen came out of the mouth of a ratman.

Judging from his attire, he is obviously a Grey Prophet. If he is from another clan, he has no right to come here outside of meeting time.

The Grey Prophet who kept spitting was also missing an arm.

"I, Tsannkulo, will one day climb over all of you guys!!!" At this time, Tsannkulo was actually ordered to provide magic power for the dimensional stone in the hall. A noble Grey Prophet was asked to do this, and the reason was that the Nunn attack that Tsannkulo was responsible for was a big failure.

Not only did the troops sent by several clans suffer heavy losses, they also failed to recover Nuln's black gunpowder, and even the artifact of the Plague Clan was destroyed, and two disaster lords were exiled in succession.

This was simply a slap in the face of the Horned Rat. He was punished a lot when he came back. Even the lord of the Plague Clan wanted to pay a certain price and take Chuan Kuiro's life directly.

Some of you died, but I lost my magic weapon!
However, in order to save the reputation of the Grey Prophet Clan, it is absolutely impossible for them to hand over Chuan Kuiro.

The final outcome was that Chuanquilo was deprived of all his rights and assigned to do miscellaneous work, which was even more painful than killing him.

"I should have been a noble being, but now..."

Perhaps he was tired of scolding, so Chuan Kui Luo took out the Dimension Stone Snuff with his only hand and took a deep puff, which calmed him down a little.

"Ok?"

Chuan Kui Luo, who was replenishing the magic power of the dimensional stone, suddenly discovered that the commandment pillar representing the power of the Horned Rat actually had a magical reaction.

The green light of the dimensional stone continued to attract him. When he reached the pillar, a triangular mark representing the Skaven seed was continuously releasing magic power.

If he wasn't particularly sensitive to magic, it would have been difficult to notice this abnormality if he wasn't paying attention.

Curious about the unknown, Chuan Kui Luo reached out his hand towards the stone pillar that had always represented the horned rat.

The moment Chuan Kui Luo's hand touched the mark, a huge amount of magic power surged into his body, and Chuan Kui Luo could only passively accept everything.

Various images began to appear in his mind. He seemed to see his god, the Horned Rat, whose huge demonic horns represented his supreme status.

"The Great Horned Rat"

Chuan Kui Luo looked at the extremely evil figure, which represented the ultimate evil with no kindness. If the Four Gods still had their relatively good side, then the Horned Rat was completely evil.

What would happen if you combined the cunning of Tzeentch, the rags and ugliness of Nurgle, the bloody brutality of Khorne, and the arrogance of Slaanesh? Congratulations, you would get a big horned rat, who has gathered the worst of each of the four gods.

Chuan Kui Luo, who was looking directly at the Horned Rat, actually began to mutter something.

"Humans, die! Rats, grab them! Demons are finished!"

Tsanquilo, who is supposed to be far wiser than the other ratmen, actually spoke of the illiterate ratmen's prayers to the Horned Rat.

The ratmen have never doubted the existence of the Great Horned Rat, but almost no one has actually seen it. Only those ratmen who are chosen and eventually become the Lords of Disaster have the opportunity to see the "beauty" of the Great Horned Rat.

The Horned Rat was also looking directly at Chuan Kuiro, and the destined encounter came earlier than expected.

(End of this chapter)