Forgen's judgment was very accurate.
From beginning to end, the Skaven ratmen only had one goal — Itaza.
Be it the attacks of Moon City, Fog City, or Sun City, which had yet to be attacked, they were all just Negary's leisure. The Skaven ratmen's goal from the beginning was Itaza. As long as they could destroy Itaza, interrupt Highlord Kroc's resistance against Evil Moon, and make Evil Moon fall into the world, the Skaven ratmen could complete their goal of destroying the world.
The ratman army swarmed out of their underground lairs. They washed over Lucia like a tide. Countless ancient holy cities were destroyed, and the sacred incubation pools were desecrated. The Pestillon family had prepared the most terrifying plague in history for this great Holy War.
Hengja.
Hengja was a super plague that spread extremely quickly and mutated extremely quickly. In the early stages, it could lurk for many days without symptoms. Once the time was up, it would immediately become fatal. In the beginning, the lizardmen didn't know how powerful Hengja was. They thought that they could resolve the plague by summoning storms, magnifying sunlight, and concocting secret medicines as usual.
In the past, these methods were effective, but this time, everything failed.
This time, even Lucia's extremely dangerous forest couldn't withstand the ratman's plague. The behemoths were infected with the plague and were on the verge of death. The swamps turned into poisonous springs that bubbled. There were rats everywhere, and their numbers could be counted in millions. They were overwhelming and boundless. Even in the darkest and most dangerous depths of the forest, the rats still ran amok.
By the time Forgen led the Ash Legion to Itaza, the first wave of the Skaven ratmen's attacks had already been repelled. The Snake God Prophet Tehenhoin and Wanderer Nakayi's armies counterattacked and expelled the plague legion led by Sect Master Negary's right-claw, Skook, that had besieged Itaza.
However, all of this was only the beginning. One ratman army after another would appear from underground, and each time, their numbers were greater than the last.
By the time Forgen rushed to Itaza, First City had already gathered the largest army of the lizardmen in 8,000 years.
In front of the Great Pyramid, most of the legendary Lizardmen heroes were present.
Kouga's Sacred Legion had arrived earlier than Fu Gen's Ash Legion. The Sun City's Hesotah Legion included three Sacred Guard Legions, three Behemoth Legions, and six Lizardman Legions. The last Guardian, Kouga, held the spear of Taraxus and wore the ancient sacred artifact Hand of Gods. Seeing Fu Gen arrive, he stuck his tongue out at him. "You're late, Son of Ancient Saint."
"You're not too late." Fulgen strode into the Great Pyramid. Behind him were Fernando Pilazzo, the Deputy Legion Commander and First Company Commander; Julius, the Third Company Commander; Karim, the Gold Mage, and others. "At least we made it in time for the next battle."
At the mention of battle, the Eternal Wanderer, a demigod who was five to six meters tall and held a Sun Spike disk in his hand, couldn't help but roar from his throat. To the lizardmen, giant lizards had always had low intelligence. Even the god-bestowed giant lizards blessed by the Ancient Saint had never had high intelligence. However, Nakai was an exception. This demigod could sense that a great war was approaching, and his Giant Lizard Legion was already prepared for battle.
The Snake God Prophet, Tehenhoin, had already arrived at Itaza with the Snake God's Crimson Fire Legion. Tehenhoin held the Sotigo Divine Slate in his hand and continued jumping up and down, loudly reading the contents of the slate to everyone present. The Crimson Fire Legion was famous in Lucia. They mysteriously passed through the dense primitive rainforest and arrived at the gates of every great city. When needed, the Crimson Fire Army would sweep away all the dark corners and unleash the wrath of the Snake God Sotigo on the heads of all the Lizardmen's mortal enemies. Tehenhoin constantly emphasized that this was already written on the stone slab and that everything was within Sotigo's prophecy.
"Sotigo told us that we have to face the enemy head-on!" Tehenhoin swayed the slate in front of Fulgen so that he could see it clearly. "Favored by the Snake God, you have to agree with Sotigo's point of view. Only Sotigo can save the Forest Sea. Without Sotigo, there will be no victory in the great Holy War."
"I know Sotigo's strength." Fulgen dealt with Tehenhoin before turning to ask Kouga. Compared to the other lizardmen, the War Leader's standard was more reassuring. "How do you plan to fight?"
Kouga reached out and pushed his Tyrannosaurus Kumoc away. The War Lord walked to the pool, and First City's reflection was reflected in the emerald pool through magic. His left hand — which was equipped with the Hand of the Gods — pointed at First City. "There's no other way. We have to defend. Protect the Supremacy and all the Slane priests. They are resisting the Evil Moon. If we lose them, the Evil Moon will descend."
"So, it's just us?" Fulgen looked down at the commanders in the hall.
The Slane priests were doing their best to resist the descent of the Evil Moon. The magic power in the earth network had already been instantly sucked dry by Supremacy Kroc. But now that the Great Vortex had disintegrated, all the spell casters felt that they had been freed from a layer of shackles. The earth network was filled with vast energy again, helping the demonic toads resist the Evil Moon.
"Gorok has to protect the Highlord." Kouga hissed and stuck out his forked tongue. The last Guardian swiped his finger near Itaza. "Osijotan … is unknown, but it always exists."
All the Slane priests were resisting the Evil Moon.
The remaining lizardmen were already prepared for battle.
They would guard Itaza to the death or wait for the demonic toads to succeed. They would step over the Skaven ratman's corpse to declare victory, or they would be stepped over by the Skaven ratmen and witness the descent of the Evil Moon with their own eyes.
Fulgen felt the solemnity in the air. As the Emperor's son, he swore that he wouldn't disappoint his father again!
"The Emperor's son, the enemy who slays his father!"
At the same time, outside Itaza, all the main forces of the Skaven ratmen and all the assets of the Pestillon clan had arrived.
The Gray Prophet Kawiluo was satisfied with the success of his summoning spell. The Supreme Scourge Lord Skorch Wilminkin had once again descended. With the disintegration of the Great Vortex, Skorch could now appear in the mortal world for a long time.
In the previous Nur raid, Kawiluo had suffered a tragic defeat, which caused the Gray Prophet's position to be unstable. The Horned Rat was furious at Kawiluo's failure, but he still wanted to give him a chance.
"Esteemed Supreme Scourge Lord, we welcome your arrival." Kawiluo bowed respectfully to Skorch, but the Supreme Scourge Lord didn't care about the formalities. He waved his hand and gestured for Kawiluo to go away. Then, he focused his gaze on the Highlord Skorch who was a dozen steps away from Kawiluo.
As the right-hand claw of the Pestillon clan leader, Skorch's strength was now very, very strong. He was close to the pinnacle of the Sanctuary-realm.
The Horned Rat had distributed its power to the Council of Thirteen. The war in the Skaven Continent had given the Horned Rat God unimaginable power. Now, every member of the Council of Thirteen had the power of a Demigod. However, this power was not stable. It came from the blessing of the Horned Rat God. It was like a tide. If there were no continuous sacrifices and tributes, or if the Horned Rat God was angered, then the blessing of the Council of Thirteen would immediately fade.
Although Lord Skorch was blind, he could still sense his surroundings through the Realm of Chaos. In his eyes, this powerful Scourge Lord was like a perfect and deadly plague. To the Pestillon clan, he was both beautiful and powerful. Just as he was about to observe the Supreme Scourge Lord, a towering figure appeared behind the Supreme Scourge Lord.
The second Supreme Scourge Lord, Wilmans!
The third Supreme Scourge Lord, Essex!
"Many armies have already joined the war. Black Thirteen has also moved out. They will sneak into the great pyramid and cut that undying frog thing into pieces!" Wilmans boorishly said. He was an unmistakable combination of plague, poison, decay, and filth that walked the mortal world. When he appeared, the air was filled with a nauseating stench of decay.
"Klatch – Claw of Destruction is willing to atone for the Graybeak clan's defeat in Brittany." The third Supreme Scourge Lord, Essex, still had the mark of Anglo's axe on his head. He was slightly weaker than the other two Supreme Scourge Lords. "The Grand Marshal of the Demon Rats, Pascuit, will lead all the armies. As for Skorch, we will bestow upon you the glory of being the vanguard. You will be the first hero to kill his way into the city of frogs. Kill those undying frogs, and the Horned Rat will bestow upon you even more."
“yesyes！ Those frogs, diedie! " Skorch knew that he had always been favored by the Horned Rat, so the Plague Lord naturally wanted to become a demigod as well. "Those damned frogs will stop the Council of Thirteen. Please, please wait for my performance, esteemed Scourge Lord!"
"Yes, Supreme, Scourge Lord!" Skorch corrected Skorch's title.
Negary, the Suzerain of the Plague Clan. The general of the Skaven Ratmen Luscia's frontline army would be in charge of the army. The Suzerain of the Plague Clan was favored by the Horned Rat the most. He had now become the most powerful demigod rat with the help of the Horned Rat's power. Currently, Negary's body was surrounded by a powerful halo that could ensure that any Skaven Ratmen nearby would not die.
Negary also possessed even greater power. The Plague Suzerain firmly believed that as long as he could use the Horned Rat's blessing properly, the Skaven Ratmen would definitely win this war!
Now, every Plague Lord could summon the Scourge Lords. Before this, the agreement between the Ratmen Empire was that only the Grey Prophets could summon those powerful beings. Only they knew the secret incantation to summon the Scourge Lords, as well as the exact ritual process.
As the winds of magic grew stronger and stronger, the Scourge Lords descended upon the mortal world even more brazenly than before.
In those damp, dark caves that were dripping with water, many shadows kept swaying. The Plague Priests were taught some filthy ritual knowledge and used to summon new Scourge Lords. They were the beginning of this new era.
The Plague Era had arrived.
Skaven would rule the world, and any civilization would succumb to the plague!
"For the Horned Rats!"
Just like that, the Skaven army got into formation amidst the chaos and chaos. Amidst the deadly poisonous mist, the Skaven Rats were singing a new, crazy, and demonic war song. The Plague Monks were leading the rhythm while the Rat Ogres were beating the drums.
"Quick ~ Quick ~ Quick ~ Quick ~ My brain is pulling me ~ Crooked ~ Crooked ~ Crooked ~ Crooked ~ Crooked ~ Crooked ~ Crooked ~ Crazy ~"
"Skaven Plague, please take me away! Horned Rats, quick ~ Quick ~ Quick ~ Quick ~ Quick ~ Quick, everything will be fine ~ "
The Skaven Rats got into formation under the orders of the Grand Marshal of the Demon Rats, Pasgullit.
Vanguard Commander Skuck led his Plague Army in the vanguard, ready to enjoy the glory of being the first to charge into the great frog city.
Without a doubt, Skuck had the most Plague Rats under his command.
The left wing commander was Kratsch – Destroyer Claw. The Clan Leader of the Graybeak Clan was now a demigod. His Graybeak Clan had suffered a great loss in the Brittany Blitzkrieg where Tritas – Coward Tail had failed. The Council of Thirteen ordered Kratsch to redeem himself. The demigod Clan Leader's Dimensional Stone Prosthesis flashed with green lightning. He was ready to give victory to the Horned Rats and reclaim his glory and status.
Kratch had the support of the Mord clan and had the largest number of Ultralisks. At the same time, the legendary Skaven army, the Death Scourge, was also under Kratch's command. They were the largest and most skilled Ultralisks among the Ultralisks. The Graymouth clan had sent them out many times in desperation, and they had returned victorious every time.
The right wing commander was the Gray Prophet, Kratsch. He was also trying to redeem himself by redeeming himself. Due to the painful defeats he suffered, Kratsch's army was the worst. Most of them were just Rats. However, as long as they were used well, even the lowliest Slave Rats could be used to their fullest potential.
The middle army commander was the Grand Marshal of the Demon Rats, Pangolit. He mainly commanded the central army as the backbone of the army, as well as the various elite war machines of the Skuri clan. At the same time, he also had the largest number of Storm Rats under his command. Pangolit would occasionally look behind him, where the secret weapon of the Skuri clan was hidden, a treasure that could directly blow the great frog city into the sky.
The one at the very back was the Sovereign of the Plague clan, Negary. Three legions were under Negary's command: the Death Crawl Torch Legion, the Brotherhood of Wrath, and the Pestiron Guards. Although these Rats had the least number of people, they were the most elite. The Plague Incense Burners in their hands emitted poisonous smoke that could instantly melt a Tyrannosaurus.
Negary's power was the key to the Skaven Ratmen's victory, so the Ratmen didn't hesitate to protect him with their most elite and powerful forces.
As the morning sun slowly rose, the blood-red light cut through the morning fog. The Lizardmen had gathered an incredibly large army. They were arranged in neat rows that stretched across the horizon. The entire front line was filled with the cries of battle from the crawlers. Some warriors had heard about the upcoming challenge and specially came to welcome the rising sun, they had already made up their minds to die. While others were even more excited because they had smelled the unique scent of the Skaven Ratmen.
Swarms of rats swarmed out of the rainforest, one legion after another covered the land. The march of the Skaven Rat Men stirred up clouds of gray, staining their fur with a layer of gray.
On this day, in front of Itaza in the Great Forest, Lucia's final battle had begun.
The two vanguard enemies met, their eyes blazing with hatred.
"Skook!!!"
"Tehenhoin!!!"
The Snake Prophet and the Great Plague Lord.
Snake and rat, battle again!
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