The Sun King's Evidence

Warpstone nuclear bombs fell from the sky. This was the last warpstone nuclear bomb left by the Skaven clan. After Ict died at the hands of Angron, the Skaven lost the ability to make warpstone nuclear bombs. , even the navigation system can no longer be maintained.

If it weren't for the Skaven finding a "rocket" technology in Cathay's capital, how to launch this nuclear bomb would still be a huge problem. After the improvement of Moskita, the leader of the Skry family, the warpstone nuclear bomb It's finally ready to use.

In fact, neither General Marshal Pasgurit of the Demon Rats nor Master Negrich of Pestilen fully trust the technology of the Skry clan, but now there is no other choice, and Skaven has fallen into a trap in the battle situation. Facing an absolute disadvantage, with Skook dead and Krach-Destruction Claw dead, Pasgulit made up his mind to launch a warpstone nuclear bomb.

The green comet crossed the sky and fell from the sky. The lizard people were still wondering, what is this thing? Sotek's Forked Tongue? No, definitely not, because there's no way the snake god is green.

Of all the people present, only Fulgrim recognized what it was.

Because the Primarch had obtained all the information about the warpstone nuclear bomb from Lion, Fulgrim stood up from the pile of Skaven corpses. The Primarch had no idea how many Skaven he had killed, but It's all still endless.

The warpstone nuclear bomb must be prevented from landing! Fulgrim was angry in his heart. From the beginning to the present, the Lizardmen had been very passive in this battle. He and his Ash Legion were also very passive, because they had to be passive. Only by passively defending Itaza and protecting the Slann inside could they be stopped. The evil moon falls.

The warpstone nuclear bomb does not have a navigation device, and is only launched using rocket technology obtained from Cathay through on-site mapping and calculation by Skary engineering warlocks.

In this case, it is understandable that there are some problems and deviations, right?

Fulgrim laughed ferociously, and he began to concentrate all his psychic energy.

On the other side of the battlefield, Pasgulit was also watching the warpstone nuclear bomb. Watching the nuclear bomb trace its trajectory in the sky and falling towards the place where the lizardmen gathered. The Demon Rat Marshal calmed down and fired the warpstone. Before the nuclear bomb, Moskita, the master of Skryre, had emphasized that the warpstone nuclear bomb might be very unstable without the correction of Ict-Claw.

Now that the launch is successful, it can be considered a good thing, right?

Just when he thought this, Pasgulit's rat eyes widened. He saw the dimensional stone nuclear bomb leaving a long trail in the air and then disappeared!

Just like that, gone?

Marshal Mouse rubbed his eyes and looked again.

Huh, okay, okay, he was wrong, the dimensional stone nuclear bomb is still there.

But why did the ballistic trajectory of this nuclear bomb change?

Why did it turn in a different direction and come directly towards the Skaven army? ? ?

There was not much time for Pasgulit to think. The warpstone nuclear bomb came straight towards the Skaven army. Before the nuclear bomb landed and detonated, the only thought in Pasgulit's mind was: "RNM! Refund the money. !”

"Boom!" The mushroom cloud rose, and the shock wave of the explosion enveloped the Skaven army. In desperation, several disaster lords directly sacrificed thirty-nine plague priests and six gray prophets, creating a huge protective shield to block it. The nuclear bomb was destroyed, but the nuclear bomb still caused a devastating blow to the Chinese army. There were now less than two of the ten Storm Rat legions that were originally on standby. Among the melted residue, the corpses of Skaven were everywhere.

"Legion Commander!" Julius found that Fulgrim had fallen. The original body of the Emperor's Son seemed to be unharmed, but not only did he stand on one knee, supporting his body with the Phoenix Blade, but there was also a constant stream of hot water on the ground. The blood was dripping, and the Phoenix Guards reluctantly came to kill him. Julius rushed to Fulgrim's side with blood all over his body, and found that the original body's face was covered with blood: "My lord, are you okay?"

"I'm fine...just a little dizzy." Fulgen said with a grim face, and a bright red stream flowed from his forehead: "Help me retreat!"

"Yes!" The Phoenix Guards retreated to protect the original body, and the soldiers of the Ash Legion rushed up to form a shield wall.

The war was still going on. The center front retreated due to Tehenhoin and Fulgrim being seriously injured, and the intensity of the battle weakened slightly. However, the Serpent Legion and the Ash Legion still fought side by side, guarding Itaza's sacred gate.

On the left wing, Ku'ga found himself facing a new enemy. The Supreme Disaster Lord Skorchi appeared and fought with Ku'ga. Ku'ga was still in high spirits, while the Supreme Disaster Lord Skorchi had resisted the warpstone nuclear bomb. Part of the strength was lost, and the two sides fought back and forth.

On the right, Wanderer Nakai and Supreme Disaster Lord Essex were fighting. The lightning summoned by Essex could only slightly slow Nakai's figure for less than half a second.

The corpses of lizardmen and Skaven have been piled up around Itaza.

The war continues.

Time passed day by day, and the confrontation between Slan and the Council of Thirteen continued.

In the distant Mouse Wasteland, the final moment has come. Under the control of the leader of the Skry clan, the Mosquita engine is running at high speed, and the light shoots straight into the sky.

At first it was just a beam of 100 meters, but as the power increased, it soon formed a stable beam of light.

The violent lightning chain raged next to this dark green light pillar, creating a scene that looked like the end of the world. The beam of light cut through the entire sky, like a shining lighthouse, and half of the world could see this powerful force.

From the most savage beasts to the civilized races that have created a splendid civilization, everyone looked at the ominous black light pillar in fear. Around the beam, reality began to crack and burn.

The light beam gets higher and higher until it can be clearly seen on the other side of the world.

Itaza, the top of the Holy Great Pyramid, the High Seat.

The Great Lord Kroc felt the change in things the moment the Skaven started the Mosquita engine, and the Great Lord silently calculated everything.

The evil engine of the Skaven has started, and that power will pull Evil Moon to the ground faster and harder. The Slann will fight against the terrifying one with all their strength, but the confrontation between the two forces will make Evil Moon Mosrib completely fell apart, and along with the green flames, the broken fragments of Evil Moon fell like raindrops on the entire world. The burning mountains will plunge into the ocean, turning the ocean into a cauldron of boiling water.

Multiple meteorites will directly hit the world, and after the impact, the flames of destruction will wash over the world, burning its atmosphere completely, leaving only a naked sphere facing the cold void.

That was the final moment, and the ancient sage had already predicted it.

Ancient Sage, my master!

In an instant, a flash of memory flashed through the heart of Lord Crocker. The first-generation old demon toad, the most powerful and respectable existence among all the demon toads, was naturally the Crocker who accompanied the ancient saint through the longest years. Lord Keda recalled the time when the ancient sage was still in the mortal world.

From the moment they were created, Demon Toads were the deputies used by the Ancient Sages to handle various matters. They inherited the ancient wisdom of the Ancient Sages, the magic power that can move the stars, tens of millions of years of cultural inheritance, and those countless Valuable knowledge, but the Demon Toad did not inherit all the power of the Old Sage, so the Old Sage created skinks and lizardmen to assist the Demon Toad.

Crocker followed the Ancient Saints to this world. The Ancient Saints formulated a "big plan" on this planet. This plan was the key to the revival of the Ancient Saints. For this, they spent thousands of years preparing. Crocker Involved in every step, it has always been an important part of the Ancient Sage's plan, and only it can understand how great and grand the Ancient Sage's goal is.

If the big plan succeeds, no Necrophobes, cold-blooded species, or etheric creatures will be afraid. The Ancient Sages will return to their position as the dominant race, and all things will surrender. At that time, the Ancient Sages will ascend with their spiritual energy and head to higher dimensions.

This is not empty talk. The ancient saints once traveled through dimensions deep in the soul realm, met higher-level existences and signed contracts with them.

However, word of the Old One's grand plan eventually got out.

Chaos has arrived, again.

The portals at the north and south poles cracked, and the Chaos Evil God's unique ridicule came from the other side of the crack. The Ancient Saint left his servants to fight Chaos in panic, and left in a hurry in an aircraft.

Crocker didn't know whether his master had successfully escaped. The Great Master really didn't know that the master's aircraft had a big explosion when it passed through the rift in time and space. For more than eight thousand years, Crocker never heard from his master again. No information has been received there.

Maybe the master is indeed dead? Crocker guessed more than once.

But it didn't matter, it really didn't matter, because Crocker only remembered his master's orders.

"Stay, stay to protect this planet, protect the race we created, and fight against Chaos."

Obeying orders is Crocker's natural duty, and it is also the task of all Demon Toads. It completely obeys the orders of the Ancient Sage, even if it means letting him sacrifice his life on the spot, because the purpose of its creation is this.

Crocker faithfully fulfilled this order.

Eight thousand years ago, during the first Chaos invasion, it performed its duties.

The lizardfolk were eventually routed by a steady stream of Chaos Daemons, and it did its duty while defending Itaza.

After being killed, it performed its duty when it burned everything within itself to purify all the demons besieging Itaza.

The body is completely dead, leaving only the soul wandering in the void. The body is mummified and carried to the battlefield as a holy object by the lizardmen, and it performs its duties.

The young Old Sage came to this world and proposed an exchange. Croc accepted the deal and was resurrected by the young Old Sage to continue fighting against Chaos. It is still fulfilling its duties.

Is it all worth it? Crocker has never thought about it like this. He has always known how powerful it is, and its power is enough to become a god. Even Lilith, the newly promoted moon god of the elves, is not powerful in terms of hard power alone. Crocker's opponent could move mountains and seas, turn over land, and move stars. This has become possible after the disintegration of the maelstrom.

But these things meant nothing to Crocker.

If the old devil toad has any wish that is truly his own, it is that he hopes to see his master again, sit under his master's seat and listen to him teach him some life experience as before.

It's a pity, Master, I don't know when our next meeting will be.

With the start of the Skaven Moskita engine, Crocker quickly judged a fatal result, that is, if he only relied on the power of all the Slann extracted ley lines to resist, even if the Evil Moon could be destroyed, the Evil Moon would be destroyed. The falling debris is enough to destroy the entire world.

This won't work! Crocker shook his head slowly.

This won't work! This is not the master's wish. The master's request is to protect the mortal world, protect those young and ignorant hot-blooded species, and protect the world from the hands of chaos.

It has to fulfill its duties.

And it still has a power that can be used. This powerful power is filled in its body. It is the power left by the young ancient saint who resurrected it. Without a trace of hesitation, Crocker's face behind the golden mask spit out An ancient word, which contains power from beyond the stars. A golden beam of light, hundreds of meters thick, was activated by Crocker's will, shot out from the top of the sacred Great Pyramid, spanned the entire atmosphere, and directly bombarded the sky. The surface of Evil Moon Mosrib!

The power in the leyline network was being frantically extracted by Croc. All the Slanns tried their best to control everything. The golden light beam became brighter and brighter. The evil moon Mosrib flashed green, and everyone's attention was focused on above this confrontation.

In the opinion of the Skaven, the Evil Moon should land quickly under the pull of the Moskita engine and smash Lustria and the Southland to pieces. In this way, the rats can mine the Evil Moon to their heart's content. The dimension stone is on!

But things didn't go as the rats hoped.

In the disappointed eyes of the slave rats, in the puzzled eyes of the clan rats, in the angrily shouts of "nono" from the plague monks and engineer warlocks, the golden light beam became brighter and brighter, and the light beam of the Mosquita engine was shining brighter every second. Weakened, gradually, as time passed, the originally violent storm that was about to destroy everything was replaced by tranquility.

The golden power continued to strengthen, and Evil Moon Mosrib was pushed away. It was pushed out of the planet's orbit by the Slanns headed by Lord Crocker. The skinks burst out with shouts of victory, even outside the city. The war continues.

The world is safe.

At the top of the Great Pyramid, the withered, dried-up, and nearly dead Lord Kroc's arms hung down weakly. His gradually mummified eyes watched with satisfaction as Evil Moon Mosrib left the orbit of the planet and headed towards the deep space. , wherever it might go, the Skaven's plan failed.

The power that the young ancient saint used to resurrect it has been used by it to prevent the evil moon from coming. Crocker left a little seed for himself. The next resurrection of the strongest demon toad in the first generation is estimated to have to wait until 50,000 years. after.

Really, I really want to see you again, Master.

Owner!

The Great Master closed his eyes, and his body was completely mummified, just like that, motionless.

About 120 meters away from it is the body of the Essin clan's strongest assassin "Black Thirteen". Black Thirteen has a poison dart stuck in his throat, and the shuriken of the Essin clan's strongest assassin organization member is still in his hand. He was poisoned and died before he could shoot it out of his hand.

On a stone pillar a hundred meters away from Black Thirteen, the Chameleon Master, the shadowless hunter Osiotan, who has been in the realm of chaos for seven thousand years, put down the blowpipe in his hand, came to Crocker, and saluted the Great Venerable. As a final tribute.

Osiotan did not spend much time, because at this time the situation on the battlefield began to reverse.

The army of the eldest son of the Ancient Saint is mainly composed of lizardmen and reptiles. They cannot maintain their anger for a long time, nor do they have enough endurance to sustain such a long and high-intensity battle.

Under the relentless attacks of the endless Plague Monks, the Lizardmen found themselves gradually losing ground and retreating. The strength of the lizard warriors was almost exhausted, which was exacerbated by the poisonous blade attacks of the plague monks. Now, one legion after another has been defeated. There are gaps everywhere in the originally very thick front line, and there are fallen lizard warriors everywhere. The long tug-of-war has allowed the plague to find the best channel for transmission, and even the slightest scratch can cause great pain.

The Ankylosaurus and Triceratops brigade were once unstoppable on the battlefield, but as time went by, even these giant beasts became extremely tired and exhausted from this bloody battle.

The ancient holy instruments on their bodies were all paralyzed, and hundreds of wounds slowed down those giant war beasts. In the battles day after day, these giant beasts suffered repeated beatings, stabs, and slashes from countless swords, guns, and sticks, and bites from the tide of rats. The scales were peeled off, and there were constant volleys of dimensional muskets.

Finally, the giant beasts fell one by one and were conquered by the rat men. Groups of rats and rat-men climbed onto the bleeding corpses of Ankylosaurus and Triceratops, and shouted loudly, symbolizing the coming of the plague era and their eventual victory.

Maybe there is no way for Evil Moon to fall, but it is not too late to bulldoze and destroy these big frogs and reptiles, and burn their great cities to ashes!

"Immortal frog thing, diedie!" Marshal of the Demon Mouse, Pasgulit has already seen the dawn of victory.

"The victory of the Great Crusade is at hand, march forward, for the Horned Rat!"

The endless hordes of Skaven continue to roll in from the forest.

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