Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

As we all know, flame mages generally have a bad temper, and Tracy, who used super pyroblasts to die with demons in her previous life, is naturally the same.

After her rebirth, she gained the Holy Light Mage profession and her temper improved a lot, but her fanaticism level was maxed out.

With her strength and excellent results in military courses, she assumed the position of platoon leader.

But in fact, she also has a special skill that is relatively rare and useless - archeology.

In her last life, this hobby that almost caused her to go bankrupt and sell the Mage Tower, at this moment, unexpectedly came in handy.

Although these lizard-man murals were very strange, this did not prevent her from being able to slowly understand them.

Sotigo?

Is this a name?

Occurs frequently...

Trish thought about it and wrote down the information she barely interpreted.

After her resurrection, she only had the knowledge shared by the Chosen of Holy Light and the memories of her life in her mind.

In addition, she didn't know anything that the Holy Light Divine Chosen didn't know.

At the same time, south of Lustria, in the Night Forest Road area.

Kaiax, this was once the temple city of the lizardmen, but now, it is just a ruined city that has been robbed several times by greenskins, ratmen, and tomb kings.

Now, it is an important breeding and training base for new Skaven.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, you damn fools, get that damn mattress over here!"

The rat-man warlord named Akmin Gian was one of the first new rat-men to be reincarnated from the souls of the rat-men transformed by Gian Menethil, the son of the Menethil protoss.

At this moment, this new rat-man, who looks like a half-elf except for rat ears and tail, is commanding human slaves and accepting a large number of old, weak, sick and disabled female slaves from an Arabi slave ship.

plop~

What did the ruins of this city look like after the demonic invasion in ancient times, and what they look like now. The evil factions who used this place as a temporary base have never thought about restoring it.

This was especially true for the rat men who were focused on the underground. One of the two slaves carrying a disabled female slave accidentally fell down, and the woman with a broken leg on the tattered stretcher was thrown out like a rag doll.

"Idiot, idiot! That is the future of the new rat people. Come on, come on, come on, save her!"

Akmin's body is genetically a mixture of human, elf, and rat race. His handsome face suddenly became extremely distorted.

He rushed to the slave girl's side and carefully checked her condition. After confirming that she still had a weak pulse, he relaxed a lot.

"Drag these two people down and replenish nutrition for the mother rat!"

The new ratmen have completely replaced the old ratmen, except for the powerful warlords, engineer warlocks, and warlords. Before the two main gods came up with a way to perfectly replace their bodies, they remained the same.

In addition, the female rats, used as production tools, also survived the major blood exchange plan...

But they would rather die immediately than live in pregnancy and endless mating every day.

The female rats also want "human rights", but the new rat people, from gods to ordinary rat people, do not allow them to have "human rights".

Fortunately, after countless transformations, their lifespan and production environment have improved a lot, and the objects that "suppress" them every day have also been replaced by the new rat people with the best genes.

Although, it is possible that these new rat people were born from them...

"Forgive me, forgive me!"

As soon as the words "nutritional supplement" came out, not only the slaves who were dragged away howled in agony, but also the black-hearted businessman and his men in the distance couldn't help but shudder. They were lucky enough to have seen the "process" once. , almost spit it out.

The so-called "nutritional supplementation" is divided into two steps.

The first step is to extract the soul, place the creature under the sword tip of the statue of the Chaos Demon God Arthas, and sacrifice the soul through a ritual.

The second step is synthesis. This step is placed in a bowl container under the new statue of the Rat God. Through the high-speed vibration of the ritual, the creatures inside are turned into bottles of red, white and green liquid.

This is an extremely nutritious supplement for new rats and female rats.

"Be careful, if one of the female rats dies, all of you will be turned into nutrient solution!"

Akmin gently put the female slave who was missing her legs on the new stretcher, and then yelled at the male slave who was carrying the female slave down the slave ship.

"..."

There are many types of male slaves, such as Sigmars, Bretonnians, elves, ogres, Norscans, Kurgans...etc.

Some of these people may have had glorious pasts, but at the moment, like the civilians who were unfortunately captured, they looked like dead bodies.

This was not because they were possessed by some undead or cursed magic, but simply because they were frightened.

The new ratmen occupying Kaiax have changed the name of the original clan - "Skrat". They call themselves "Jianrat Clan", and their leader calls himself the son of Jian...

In order to get closer to the Son of God who gave him a new life, Akmin Ji'an set many rules for the new rat people, which were related to the "rat mother" and must be mentioned at the highest level.

Therefore, on this exclusive road leading from the ground to the "breeding area", except for the new rat-man elite warriors who are hiding and responsible for guarding it, there is not a single rat-rat wandering around, not even "junk".

"what are you laughing at?"

During the march, the slave girl who had just been rescued with a broken leg smiled unconsciously when she recalled the brief tenderness just now, which made the efforts to transport him feel very strange.

"He saved me, he was very gentle to me..."

The female slave was an Inda. She was not ugly, but she was miserable. Before her leg was broken, she was a bed tool of a noble. She suffered inhuman torture every day until her leg was broken.

"Don't you know your next fate?"

The male slave responsible for lifting the front end and the one carrying the rear end are two brothers. They came out of the Inda Kingdom with the female slave, but they are "three people". The former lost his left eye, right ear, and little brother. The latter is the other way around.

"I know, but if it's that person, I'd love to..."

Hearing the question from the person in front of her, the slave girl's eyes first flashed with despair, and then a more sick smile appeared on her face.

"We're not human anyway, so who can be different? At least until I'm still useful, I won't be as painful as before!"

The slave girl grinned, and two lines of indescribable tears flowed from her strange little face.

"Why didn't God come to save us? Why wasn't the one who bought us the Chosen One of Holy Light? Didn't he want any kind of slave?"

The conversation between the three people was not big, but it was very clear on this quiet road. Behind him, lying on a stretcher, was a Calradian with five limbs and only his head.

"Haha, the Holy Light God wants to be any kind of slave, but guess what, does this slave owner dare to give us defective products that are not human? I'm afraid we won't be the ones who die by then. ..."

A Cathay man standing next to him had all his limbs, but no hands or feet, and his torso was not obviously complete. However, his chest had two obvious depressions, and his eyes were even more empty.

"Why, why, why didn't the Chosen One of Holy Light come to save us?"