The King of Elden does not die alone!

Then, the roar of the rat man came from far behind them, and the woman's face was immediately filled with fear: "Good knight, I beg you to help me again!"

After saying that, she ran away.

It was time for Mia and Wilden to head in that direction.

Mia got some more information from what she just said.

This is Nuln. Being familiar with Warhammer, she naturally knows that this is the second largest city in the human empire in the world and a crown shining with a thousand jewels.

And now, the city is under attack by ratmen.

Mia didn't dare to bet whether this attack was the thwarted invasion in 2499 Imperial Calendar, or the full-scale invasion launched by the Skaven in 2525 Imperial Calendar at the end of the medieval world to completely destroy Nuln and even the world.

Born as a human, Mia wants to help the innocent people in this city who are being ravaged by the ratmen...

But this is not her world.

If nothing unexpected happened, she would be at the border, not here.

If this Skaven invasion is the former, it's fine, but if it's the latter...

Mia didn't want to die for this. She didn't know if she could go back to the border if she died here.

"Wilden, you better cover your face."

Since he had to follow the flow of people, it would be impossible to avoid it, especially with Wilden's amazingly tall body and fully armed outfit. He was definitely a walking gaze-harvester in the fleeing team.

"know."

Wilden sounded a little glum in his response.

But he was not dissatisfied with Mia's request, but with himself, or...

He felt unhappy about what had turned him into this appearance.

He tore off a piece of cloth from the stall he had just overturned and covered his face with it as a veil, leaving only a pair of golden eyes visible under the helmet.

"move!"

After Wilden did all this, Mia was the first to break into the crowd.

“Is there anyone running back?”

But at this moment, the girl had such doubts amid the collision of people.

Chapter 16. The Golden Tree Shines Out of the World

Second update, I want to become an immortal

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Besides life, there is only one other thing that can make the humans who escape come back.

A bigger crisis.

"Human thing, die! Die!"

Just ahead, people heard the sharp shouts of the ratmen and the screams of human victims before they died.

The ratmen have appeared in front of the path where humans are fleeing.

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Ratmen are ugly, evil, and spread plague everywhere. They do not possess any noble or just traits. The people of the Empire know of their existence. They exist in dusty old history books, in the legends of the Human Empire, and in the stories of heroes who once saved the Empire - but they do not exist in the sewers of a city.

Who would believe that there are giant talking rats living under their feet? It's just a story like the legends of goblins and slime monsters.

But ratmen do exist. No matter how the rulers of the empire try to conceal it, human lies cannot cover up the reality that ratmen really exist. When the ratmen decide to invade the city, it is the most miserable and suffering slum dwellers who are the first to die.

The wailing and screaming of humans are indeed a great pleasure to the rat people, and the monsters enjoy the pleasure of slaughtering others.

The fleeing group that ran into the ratmen head-on retreated desperately, while the people at the rear who could not see anything also rushed forward desperately.

The woman that Wilden had helped was also among the crowd moving forward. She saw Mia and Wilden who had not walked far.

The moment she saw the two men again, the woman fell to the ground, wailing and shouting, "Good knight, save us!"

It would have been fine if she didn't cry or shout, but once she started crying and shouting, it was out of control.

No one knew how her shouts spread among the chaotic group of refugees, but in an instant, Wilden became the life-saving straw that everyone tried to grasp.

Now, everyone around knew that there was a burly knight from Bretonnia.

"What a fuck..."

Mia cursed inwardly, feeling troubled by the current situation.

She didn't think these citizens were a hindrance. The girl was always willing to help others, but it was limited to 'helping the world when you are rich' and 'taking care of yourself when you are poor'.

She only helps within her ability.

The flow of people had almost stopped at this time. Those running backwards and those running forward were crowded together. There were ratmen in front and there were also ratmen behind. Those pitch-black ratmen rushed out from the alleys, like drops of black fuel dropped into clear water, quickly covering the streets.

The civilians stuck in the middle were like mosquitoes stuffed into a syringe.

Sooner or later, they will be crushed by their unstoppable force.

Mia reached out and grabbed the woman's arm: "What year is this?"

"What?" The woman was a little confused by Mia's question.

Mia repeated it again very seriously. The woman swallowed nervously and said, "In the year 2499 of the Imperial calendar..."

"Huh..." Mia breathed a sigh of relief and let the woman go.

After a moment's hesitation, she had made up her mind.

It's just killing rat people, it shouldn't be a difficult task.

They had to rush out, not only to help the strangers surrounded by ratmen, but also to allow themselves and Wilden to return to the border as soon as possible.

People gathered around Wilden and begged him for protection.

Mia suddenly had some inspiration. She felt that she had to say something. Her brain was working at a very fast speed because every second of delay would result in someone's death.

The understanding of the world she had accumulated in her previous life enabled her to successfully think of what she should say within a few seconds.

"Citizens of Nuln!" She jumped onto the overturned stall, the only thing she could see that would allow her to stand taller than the average height of the people of Nuln. "We must fight our way out! We cannot let those monsters born from hell kill our loved ones. Pick up any weapons at your side and show me how much you are willing to sacrifice for yourself and your loved ones!"

At that moment, no one would know that Mia had only been in this world for twenty minutes.

Wilden looked at Mia in surprise, as if he had never really known her until today. In this place where even he felt confused and dangerous, Mia was like a natural leader.

But what Mia knew was that her voice did not reach very far, and almost no one was inspired to fight by her words. She had to make herself more conspicuous and more popular.

The girl clenched her left hand and poured an unprecedented amount of energy into the holy mark. This was a method she had never tried before.

She wanted to break through the original limit of prayer's effect.

Mia had the inspiration a long time ago. From the moment she reduced the power of the fire to use it to ignite the firewood, she discovered that the effect of prayer could be made to obey her will to a certain extent.

Since lighting a fire is possible, then praying to the golden tree may also be possible.

After a moment, Mia could feel that the energy she focused on the Holy Mark had reached the limit of what she could now achieve, so she decisively released the huge amount of energy that was tightly restrained.

The golden tree swears an oath!

The brightest golden light Mia had ever seen, and even the brightest golden light Wilden had ever seen in his remaining memory, covered almost the entire avenue.

Streets, shops, stone pillars, alleys... wherever Mia could see, all the darkness was dispelled by the holy light emanating from the magnificent golden tree shadow above her head.

The rats who looked directly at the golden sacred light covered their eyes and screamed. Their eyes, which were born to crawl in the dark, could not look directly at the light of the golden tree. The whole chaotic street came to a standstill at this moment. All the human and non-human people, whether they were fighting or killing, whether they were running or crying, were stunned by the light of the golden tree.

Golden tree grace!

Then there was another golden light similar to the previous one, and a huge magic circle emerged on the ground. Countless dazzling light particles rose up. The citizens who thought they were about to die under the ratmen's knives opened their eyes under the light and found that the ratmen were covering their eyes and screaming in pain, while the citizens themselves, their wounds were healing rapidly.

Those who stopped running because of the light also felt the warmth soothing their bodies. With the blessing of the two prayers, vigorous power was bursting out from their bodies.

None of them knew which god the golden symbol represented; they had never seen it before.

That is not the mark of Sigmar, not the mark of Tal, not the mark of Verena, Mirmidil, Shalaya, Lanold... or any other mark of gods believed in by humans.

But none of them cared which god the golden symbol represented.

Because they had seen with their own eyes the miracle that had been performed on them.

They have not been abandoned, they still have hope.

"Citizens of Nuln!"

With the blessing of prayer, the girl's clear voice seemed to become extremely loud.

"For our loved ones, for our city, and for ourselves!"

"Forward! To the palace area!"

Mia waved her hands vigorously at Wilden in the direction of the palace area. The latter understood what she meant, pushed through the crowd, drew his swords, and rushed towards the ratmen in front who were knocked down by the flash bombs.

"Follow our knights!"

Mia held high the golden sword in her hand. The noble sword seemed to be shrouded in the blessing of the golden tree, emitting golden light. It was like a shining beacon held high in the girl's hand.

She could sense that the two PlusProMax-level prayers she had performed had consumed more than two-thirds of her energy.

She quickly took out the blue holy grail bottle and drank a mouthful of dripping water, preparing herself for the battle that was to follow.

The citizens of Nuln were inspired by the light of the golden tree. The blessing healed their wounds and lifted their spirits. The fear and panic they had felt while fleeing were instantly reversed.

"For Sigma!!!" The men roared out their beliefs, holding chairs, wooden boards, and fire tongs they picked up, and smashed the sharpest parts of them at the hideous rats.

Those clan rats and slave rats were no taller than the men's chests, holding crude weapons and with almost no armor to protect them. Without numbers, the clan rats could not defeat anyone, and now they were dizzy because of the golden flash bombs.

The high-spirited citizens of Nuln defeated the ratmen. The latecomers picked up the weapons dropped by the ratmen and turned to cover the warriors who were rushing in the front. The ratmen they killed also provided those warriors with usable weapons.

The most eye-catching and exciting thing was Wilden, the 'giant' who never lacked attention. He rushed into the ratmen like a tank. Even if he was not riding a horse, his solid body was comparable to that of an armored knight charging at full speed.

Almost all the ratmen were no taller than his thighs. The always silent soldier only revealed a pair of golden eyes. His two straight swords were like harvesters, cutting a bloody path through the rat group, leaving no rats alive and the ground littered with broken limbs.

This was the first time Mia saw Wilden face a real war.

She was no amateur. When she had just crossed over, the blessing had given her the fighting skills, so that now when she looked at Wilden's sword skills, she would not just say "WTF".

So how exactly did Wilden fight?

He was like a machine, a machine built specifically for killing.

It was the purest and most direct way of fighting that had been accumulated over countless years of life and countless years of war.

Wilden is a sober soldier of the King's Army. His sword moves are decisive and resolute without any unnecessary movements. Every time he swings his sword, he is trying to achieve his goal as quickly and efficiently as possible.

The twin swords cut through the ratmen's bodies, and the remaining citizens used Wilden as spearheads to instantly overwhelm the black tide of ratmen.

Mia was still standing on that high place, guiding the way for the Nuun people who had not yet caught up.

Men and women who were able to fight spontaneously protected the elderly and the weak in the middle.

The rats began to flee. Those clan rats who followed the team closely and hunted down civilians were shocked by the unprecedented light. The clan rat captains who led the troops had no ability to save the rats who were in fear, even though they did not suffer any casualties.

When a Skaven begins to fear, the rout is unstoppable.

Because the ratmen can smell the smell of "fear", when a ratman is afraid, its glands will secrete pheromones with fear, which can be smelled by other ratmen. This unique and transparent sharing of emotions often causes an entire ratman army to fall into fear because of a small thing.

Unless the consequences of their flight would bring even greater fear.

"Don't run! Go back and fight. Anyone who looks back will die. Die!"

The leader of a group of storm rats who were following behind the rat pack screamed with uncontrollable anger.

The storm rats advanced against the retreating rat herd, ruthlessly hacking and killing every fleeing clan rat.

These are the ratmen, a race without any positive virtues, who never care about the lives of anything other than their own.

The clan rats barely stopped their retreat under the slaughter of the storm rats.

"Yes, yes! Rats! Turn around and attack!"

"Capture this city! Enslave its inhabitants! Die, you human priest-thing! Die!"

These storm rats, wearing heavy armor and holding ferocious weapons, led the clan rats and rushed towards Mia.

Every Stormrat was vying to gain merit for themselves. Even though they were the elite among the ratmen, they still had no discipline and swarmed in together with the clan rats.

Chapter 17. Flame