Quebak was advancing with a large army of ratmen. The troops of nearly two thousand people were 40% of his clan, and he did not bring out some of them because these ratmen were to be used to fight the prophets.

Although there are only two thousand rats, there are four clan rats with a full 200 people and a full storm rat. This power can even plunder the fortress of the gray dwarves, not to mention that they have brought those mysterious weapons, flaming weapons from the ruins.

Flame weapons can spray out hot flames of melting iron and stone. In a large-scale battle, even the most powerful warriors dare not resist head-on, but they have a team of thirty rats.

Thinking of this, Quebak was a little excited. This foreign rat-man prophet didn't know the value of this sudden human city, but Quebak knew that this represented a new ruin being excavated, which represented a stronger power. Now is no longer the era when swords were used to fight against each other.

Only by obtaining the power of the ruins can you grow faster. Before this human city has risen, that is, now, if you can seize it and obtain the power in the ruins, as long as you are not too lucky, you can double your strength several times, and even become a place where you can confront the twelve council of the Rat Man.

Quebak stroked the long knife around his waist, and couldn't help but drool down his mouth, fantasizing about turning human cities into ruins, gaining new power of ruins, and leading the clan to prosperity.

But what he didn't expect was that the rat man he left behind had already rebelled from the inside. He overestimated his influence, or that he underestimated the influence of the Dark Rat God and the fear of the clans' curse of hunger.

Not all rats can resist the prophet's promise to relieve the temptation of the curse of hunger. This includes the rat generals he left behind. Under the operation of the poisoned rats and night attack rats under the Rat Man Prophet's hands, the Waste Stone clan has been cleaned up, and even the remains of flamethrow weapons fell into the hands of the prophet.

The huge Rat Man Prophet looked at the flamethrower in his hand, a weapon that looked like a toy in his eyes, curiously looking at the cronie of Quebak who was forced to be concentrated in the ruins in front of him. The flames ejected by the flamethrower easily burned them into Rat Man Barbecue.

Although rats generally do not eat their own kind, they are just those relatively civilized clan rats. They don’t care about those slave rats in the corners. Food is everything, and they starve them and dare to eat anything.

As the Rat Man Prophet left, slave rats rushed out one after another from the shadow ruins, destroying the charred rat man's corpses.

Quebak, who was still far away, was still a little tender. Although his force could surpass his father and even among the clan rats of the twelve councils, he was still a mouse cub for those prophets who had lived for hundreds of years.

Quebak, who fantasized about getting rid of the prophet of the parliament and the dark rat god, did not know that his retreat had been cut off, and the enemy he was about to face ahead, Colin's Darkhull was even more dangerous.

However, he still knew nothing about this. He was a little blindly confident about his strength. He believed that the fall of this human city in his hands was only a matter of time.

"Mr. Quebak, that human city has been found, right ahead."

With the message from the Rat Man exploring the way, Quebak showed his sharp teeth and pulled out his long sword. The rats behind him became eager to try.

In Dakhull, both the cavemen and the supporters from above felt the arrival of war, which seemed to be a test of the construction of this city, and everyone was a little nervous.

However, the profession of these soldiers from the Fortress regiment, which had only been a few weeks ago, gave them great confidence to supporters who had just left their children's age. After all, the constantly built fortresses and defense lines, thick weapons and strong warriors, these seemingly powerful friendly forces gave them a great sense of security.

Deqi commanded the logistics forces to build one fortification after another, which were the life guarantees of future soldiers. Although they yearned for war, they were not those kind of reckless men. Most of the study time in the War Academy was to let them survive while winning the war.

He knew what enemies he was going to face, which were a little different from the enemies he had faced before. This time the enemy would be a completely new race, Rat Man.

But in Deqi's eyes, as long as they are still flesh and blood, as long as they face their own defense, they have the confidence to stop them. This is an indispensable confidence for a defensive master. Only when they are completely eliminated will this confidence disappear.

Deqi recalled the first lesson he taught in the college that the dean taught him, no matter how many times his enemies he faced, he could not be afraid, so that he could maximize his defense, which often creates miracles.

With the message from the sentry in front, the group of rats had approached. They were ridiculously hiding their bodies and trying to launch a raid, but all of these were seen by Dezi and his fortress group.

"Brothers, everyone is here to start the battle. Our goal is to keep them coming and going."

Deqi looked at the team information of about 2,000 people, and like Quebak, he also smiled. These people could not conquer their own defenses, and this was just to give him a record.

Here in the Ratman Army, Quebak looked at this human city in surprise. It could not be considered a city, but it was more like a large settlement, but it had already had a trace of majestic city.

Quebak looked at the scene in front of him and a trace of unknown thought flashed through his mind, but looking at the wealth and various weapons and equipment in the city in front of him, he became more convinced of his original conjecture. This was a city built on this ruins, and this ruin looked not small, not comparable to that of his own small ruins.

The crazy disordered genes of rat people and their desire for wealth in ruins are not shaken by a slight thought in their hearts. Quebak decided to act. This new city will become its own territory, and countless rat cubs will be born here to strengthen their Waste Stone clan.

"The slave rats dug me the tunnel and attacked them behind them, and the clan rats charged!" With Quebak's order, the rats began their usual fighting style and began to attack the city.

But they faced this with war veterans from another world, the Tyrell Fortress Regiment.
Chapter completed!