Warhammer

I have a new home.

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The followers of the shepherd god and the angry-horned beasts cut down large trees together and brought them back to the camp as wood reserves; the sheepmen and rabbit people began to put down the stored supplies and build temporary tents and camps together.

The soldiers can relax and rest, and then go to cut wood, gather and build.

The river trolls were surrounded by simple fences and concentrated outside a dense forest, guarded by tauren and centaurs to prevent them from sneaking into the water.

However, given the troll's intelligence and slowness, it should be impossible to do this.

The river troll leader who was the first to express his submission to El and was a size larger than the other river trolls was pulled out by El. It took him a lot of effort to make this dull guy understand that El was asking him to find the surrounding swamps.

It seemed very curious about Al's red eyes. If there were no other commands, it would slowly follow Al and Alina at a distance. If they didn't move, it would sit on the ground in a daze.

This guy's stench is the worst among the river trolls. I wonder if they have the habit of classifying the strength of trolls based on smell.

So Al drove it into the woods. On his map, there was already a green dot of the river troll leader while the other river trolls were still yellow, which meant that under the judgment of the Omniscient Blessing, it had become his own faction and would not easily betray. Through the Blessing, Al could tell it directly in a mental way what he wanted it to do without having to describe it with words or body language.

Let it run free first, and use it as a leader to subdue other river trolls.

The framework of the camp is being built and grown bit by bit.

El can finally rest comfortably with the horse girl.

The first building built by the entire tribe should naturally be the Beast King’s exclusive house.

It was very rough, like an enlarged tent, with the dome and the sides sealed with animal skins and cloth of unknown material.

Then there are warehouses and simple living quarters.

The supplies were mostly cheese, dried meat, and dry food. There was something that looked a bit like raisins after being dehydrated. It was very common and was something the sheep people liked to eat.

And some tools.

The attack came very suddenly, so Thrall and his companions had to travel light, and most of their supplies were left behind, but at least they were still alive.

Al and Alina rushed all the way. Although both the Blood Mother God's Chosen and the Eternal God's Chosen were full of energy and could hardly feel tired, the mental exhaustion also made Al want to have a deep sleep.

After a day of hard work, a campsite of a certain size was set up. (Beastman Village↑)

The surrounding forests were also cleared, and the most dangerous wild animals were killed or driven away, while those that could be tamed were captured and kept in captivity.

Alina took two teams of horned beasts and wolves out for a run around the area, bringing back the corpses of wild beasts of all sizes, and also captured two solitary trolls, which also gave Al a new understanding of the danger level of this forest.

These two ordinary trolls also showed curiosity and fear of Ai'er's Eyes and were locked up with the river trolls.

Al returned to the tent and lay down. Alina opened the door curtain and brought two goat girls to feed him.

Al hesitated for a moment. He could have used the excuse that the child was still young before, but now that he had grown up, it would be a bit despicable to hold the docile sheep girl and drink her milk. It would feel like bullying.

The sheep girls were quite proactive. Al recognized one of them as the tall and beautiful sheep mother who looked back at Thrall when he saw him in the camp of the Shepherd God's followers.

She walked over to Al, sat down with her legs bent, gently supported his head with her arms, and then uncovered the animal skin coat on her chest.

Al looked at the pink, delicate, white and soft thing he had tasted, with red fruit on it, and his saliva began to secrete faster.

If you have drunk her milk, you can be considered half a wet nurse.

He knew that such an identity had existed in the 20th century and even in the early to mid-21st century.

What’s the big deal if I drink my own wet nurse’s milk!

Alina lay down beside Al, with her face tilted, watching him biting the mother sheep's breast and sucking it. The mother sheep smiled on her pretty and quiet face and gently combed the boy's short hair.

On the first day of the new tribe, the fatigue and toil of the arduous breakout and march were soothed by the soft body of the sheep girl and her sweet goat milk.

py《Aurora Ogre》

The Aurora Ogre

Traveled through time? Where did you travel to?

What!? Warhammer?!

Ahem, okay, then after I travel through time, do I have any abilities that can be given away by clicking on them? For example, for example, I am born with supernatural powers or something?

None at all?!

And he even traveled through time and space and became a cannibal who ate raw meat and drank blood? !

Having had enough of the hard times, Lushan finally made up his mind. Although he was an ogre, his heart was in Zhendan, and he must benefit Zhendan!

The background is mainly Warhammer, supplemented by some plots of Warhammer 3.

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Also known as Zhendan Dong Xiangguo, I, the great ogre tyrant, am going to march west for the Dragon Emperor (forced to be true)

Chapter 38: The Four Gods

My Child My Child

Al opened his eyes and found himself in a dark world.

"here we go again?"

He was shocked.

Overlapping, hollow female voices with echoes reverberated in the dark space.

[You are too slow, too slow]

Al spread his hands and asked, "What else can I do?"

"You stuffed me into her...Celestine's belly, and then her relatives came with an army. What should I do?"

Al complained, feeling helpless and powerless.

[Speed ​​up the progress]

The female voice seemed not to hear his words and continued to urge him on.

"Etc., etc!"

Al hurried to continue speaking, lest the other party kick him out of this dark world.

"Can we not ignore the actual conditions and just pursue speed and results?"

"Look around me, a tribe of less than a thousand people in a forest full of monsters and dangers. What I fear most now is waking up to find a giant beast passing by and destroying the tribe."

"I know that opening a portal to send an endless stream of Chaos hordes is impossible, but I need more help."

"More help," Al emphasized.

【Offer Us Sacrifice to Us】

【What you need, what you need】

"I need?"

Al thought about it and found that he needed too many things.

Population, talents, materials, artifacts...

[It’s over, it’s over]

Al asked in confusion, "What's over? Please explain it clearly...Mom."

He gradually realized that something was wrong, but the New Four Gods didn't give him many clues.

They will see you, and you will see you

[It’s over, it’s over]

The female voice suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

The dark world fell silent, and Al wandered around, confused.

"Crack!"

A crack running through the sky and the earth suddenly appeared before his eyes, followed by the sound of shattering lenses.

A fiery, all-consuming rage emanated from the cracks.

"Blood, blood mother?"

Al was shocked and frightened, and whispered tentatively.

"Oh!"

The world is broken.

Billions of fragments fell like waterfalls, as if the apocalypse had arrived and the stars were falling.

The violent bloody storm and the flames of lava lit up the world red.

On a brass throne piled with countless skulls, a giant god wearing brass armor, with an unclear face and only a pair of red eyes, sits on it, overlooking everything in the realm.

Countless Khorne warriors, demons, and great devils knelt on step after step, paying the highest respect to the Skull Throne.

Blood!

fire!

destroy!

A murderous intent more violent and terrifying than that of the Blood Mother swept across the world, as if to offer the heads of all living beings in front of the brass throne. Al covered his head and kept backing away.

This horrific bloodlust was exponentially greater than the impression the Blood Mother had left on him. It was like a storm of sharp blades that almost tore Al's mind and body apart.

It was as if millions of voices were shouting in his head at the same time:

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

Khorne!

Al squatted down with his head in his hands in pain, and the mark of the Blood Mother on his arms was flashing red light.

Another sharp scream pierced through the barrier of the world.

The Supreme Eagle raised his head from the countless interweavings, countless changes and influences of the past, present and future, and cast his gaze into the empty nothingness.

The all-seeing vision of Xin Liezhi, the Lord of the Evil Way, seemed to have transcended countless barriers of time and space, and he noticed the tiny mortal existence in this dream without any interference.

In just a moment, Al felt that all his secrets, all his past and all his future were seen through by the most terrifying of the Chaos Gods.

The rich smell of decay and fragrance diluted the dazzling magic light of Tzeentch and the murderous aura of Khorne.

The fat grandfather, whose fat, bloated and rotten appearance gives people a kind and amiable feeling, is making thick soup in the garden. Nurglings are dancing around the pot and the Great Unclean Ones are carrying materials for the kind father.

The foul smell kept drilling into Al's nose. The strange thing was that the smell became stranger and stranger, and Al felt it smelled more and more fragrant.

The Father of Decay took a spoonful of soup and tasted it. He seemed to think that the taste was not right, so he regretfully poured it out on the mortal world. Then, several new, terrible plagues and diseases appeared in a certain place, causing great suffering to the mortals there.

The last one is the youngest among the four gods.

The Dark Prince indulged himself in his magic palace of pleasure. In between his pleasures, he raised his head and glanced at the mortal world. This momentary glimpse gave Al a terrible hallucination:

She is both mother and sister, both relative and wife;

He is the Woman of all men, the Man of all women, the Beloved of those who love, the Desired of those who seek;

He is the embodiment of all charm and libido, the great blesser who brings ultimate joy to mortals!

The majestic and heroic figures of the four gods and their domains unfolded before El's eyes without reservation, and they gradually turned their gazes towards where El was.

Under the fourth realm, a man riding a black horse and holding a flaming sword emitted a strange divine light from his third eye, penetrating the chaotic realm. Behind him was the boundless and endless army of chaos, who were as quiet and waiting as mercenaries.

Al's face was hideous, and he was tossed to and fro in the chaotic waves.

His mind was twisted and struggling among four grand emotions: destruction, hope, desire, and despair.

They will see you see you see you

[It's over, it's over, it's over]

......

"Do not!!!"

El let out a shrill scream, and the world collapsed and shattered, returning from darkness to nothingness.

He sat up suddenly from the sheep girl's arms.