If the Council of Thirteen gives up on increasing the number of troops, their lives will disappear like lights being blown out.

"Of course I know that, but that's the Stick Man. Neither we nor Esky expected that he would appear again so soon."

While replying, Ikrit emphasized the order just now.

"Go dig, bite, and chop the load-bearing pillars in front, and collapse all the tunnels!"

The rebel leader punched Ikrit on the breastplate, causing the old warlord's body to hit the rock wall behind, and a cloud of rubble fell.

Rubbing his sore paws, the rebel leader said this.

"I still have a way, give me five minutes!"

Eshiliga stopped the Storm Rats at the side, specially selected a team that did not have Skryre clan rats among them, and handed the four packages carried by the assassins hiding in the dark into their hands.

"Throw this thing on that Pyro thingy and pull it back."

"This thing can stick to the Pyro thingy by itself, and then inhibit the Pyro thingy's magic, but it is easily damaged before it can take effect. Hide it well and hide it on the last rat."

As soon as he finished speaking, Assassin Rat followed his gesture and brought out bottles of Skaven beer produced in the Demon City and thirteen pottery bowls and placed them in front of the team members.

"These strengthening potions can strengthen your physical abilities and give you the greatest chance of survival!" Kanshu La

Pour the black wine with green light for them personally, Ashriga said.

When all the wine had entered the bellies of the rats, the eyes that were originally glowing red became redder and redder, and finally even turned green, Eshiliga said impassionedly.

"Drink this bowl of wine, and the divine realm of the Horned Rat will be opened to you. Don't be afraid of sacrifice! Descendants of the Horned Rat, fight for the Horned Rat! You will ascend to the divine realm!"

The smell of battle filled the entire passage, and the thirteen-person team only had fighting spirit in their eyes.

Before Ikrit could say anything, they rushed out of the bunker and entered the fork on the upper level. Connected to this fork, there was a murder hole leading to the place where it collapsed.

"Let's go, follow them. You can call another team. Don't have anything to do with Scully."

Dozens of rat men were running around in the tunnel without any armor, and Ikrit finally couldn't help but ask.

"Skavin beer is so effective? Why didn't I think of it before?"

Ikrit remembered that this thing only made the ratmen a little braver, allowing the cannon fodder troops that were originally useless to penetrate the enemy's lines, or allowing ordinary teams to penetrate deep into the enemy's rear.

But it is quite extraordinary to have the Rat Man take the initiative to attack the well-known symbol of death, the Stickman Monster.

"This is a specialized version of Skaven beer. The Prophet's Council and the Skryre clan have added ingredients to it. It is a supplementary potion that comes with the reinforcements this time."

"You won't be afraid of death after drinking it? Is this thing so useful?"

"The great horned rat's divine power is inside, and it is said to have been modified based on a magic that allows the Gray Seers to fight to the death."

.

When things perish, how can they survive? Remind you: remember to collect after reading it

Vote for recommendation

Previous chapter

Chapter Table of Contents

Next chapter
Chapter completed!