The flames of the radioactive explosion began to sweep and roar, and in an instant they all condensed together to form a ball of fire.
In this gray environment, it is like a bright flame independent of the darkness in the silent night.
It burned with majestic momentum, like an unyielding fire, struggling and tumbling in the cold night.
The blazing fire reflected the surrounding scene, as if to illuminate everything.
It became hotter and brighter, and the orange-red light turned to white light.
Until it began to stretch and expand, gradually forming the shape of a giant dragon.
The outline of the flame dragon began to appear, the dragon's scales sparkled in the firelight, and the dragon's eyes were hot and bright, like two blazing stars.
The flame dragon began to soar in the sky, its tail and wings made of blazing flames, dancing like a fiery red cloud in the night sky.
The blazing flames surged as the dragon moved, as if it was given life.
"Roar!"
The flame dragon began to roar, its sound as strong as a volcanic eruption, shaking the surrounding air.
The flames sprayed from its mouth spread around, illuminating everything around it.
Divine power surged at this moment, giving the flames all over his body an ethereal and ethereal feeling.
The divine power gradually materialized the flame, but stopped when it was between virtuality and reality.
A divine creature was born from the combination of divine power and violence. Shen Hui didn't know whether this was a creature borrowing the power of a god or an incarnation of a god descending here.
But for sure, it may be that He is very powerful!
The flames spread and raged along the space, and the space everywhere they passed was distorting and melting, as if the space would turn into a pool of juice in the next second under the terrifying high temperature.
When the dragon god was born, the Horned Rat, summoned by the Skaven, was also born.
The outermost layer of the ball, which was formed by the fusion of all the rotting corpses on the battlefield, lost all its moisture and became shriveled.
But you can still clearly see the characteristics of various limbs, but it has a different kind of beauty.
"Kakaka~"
The sound of cracking came from the ball, and the dry layer on the outside was directly covered with dense cracks.
"Dong~"
As a sound similar to a heartbeat came from it, the cracks on the ball completely opened.
Part of it turned into pieces and fell to the ground, while part of it was still connected to it.
Looking inside through the cracked part, blood-colored threads like spider webs stretch out from the inside out. The fragments that have not fallen are the outermost connections of these blood-colored threads.
Then another sound similar to a heartbeat came from it.
"Dong~"
The silk threads inside emitted a red light as they vibrated, dispersing the darkness inside. It was seen that the source of these red silk threads was in the center of the ball, with a cocoon similar to a heart.
"Dong~dong~"
The beating sound accelerated, the divine power began to revive, and even invisible power spread out along with the beating.
"Dong~dong~dong~"
The beating sound became faster and faster, and the red light inside became stronger. Finally, with a popping sound, the cocoon inside, which was similar to the heart, burst.
The red light disappeared, and the inside suddenly fell into darkness.
A strong divine aura emanates from it, along with uneasy fear and a rotten aura that makes people do evil.
There is a grayish-yellow atmosphere that is decaying and withering in the surrounding space.
A hoarse voice rose from it with ancient emphasis: "All things must rot!"
As the sound fell, the shriveled shell that had not yet completely fallen off was instantly rotted, or rather swallowed up by rot, leaving nothing behind.
And a terrifying rat-man was standing in mid-air.
His body was hunched, and his head had several pairs of slender, winding horns, like the tentacles from the most terrifying nightmare.
There is an inverted triangle mark on the forehead, and each intersection is extended outward, breaking the conventional mysterious symbols, like marks left by erosion from the most ancient chaos.
The eyes were shining with green light, without any divinity, but with an expression of endless greed, evil, and cunning.
There were patches of pustules and traces of decay on the exposed skin, but it looked natural on his body, like a delicately carved relief.
He looks much larger than an ordinary rat man, but he is not very big, and the overall look is still very thin.
But this thin rat-man image carries an indescribable aura of divinity, just as he just said, everything must rot.
Both literally and figuratively, including space as well as time...
The appearance of the Great Horned Rat immediately aroused the cheers of the remaining rat people on the battlefield. This is their belief and this is their god!
And the giant dragon god who appeared with him, his huge body was like a huge mountain in front of the horned rat.
But the dragon's flaming eyes full of divinity also contained wisdom that was different from ordinary people.
What was in front of him was a god, but this kind of god made him feel uneasy. The flames on his body seemed to be trembling with it, and instead became more powerful.
The huge body of the dragon god soared in the sky, and aimed at the location where the horned rat appeared, it spit out a mouthful of flames.
But as Lieyan gradually approached the Horned Rat, a strange scene happened.
The flame actually began to decay and decompose, appearing with an abnormal green or grayish-yellow light, until it completely disappeared.
The horned rat walked through the air. Every time it took a step forward, the ground it had not yet touched turned directly into rotten mud, exuding a nauseating smell.
Those army soldiers or mages who were not yet dead stared at the appearance of the horned rat.
Whether it's their own use of magic or skills to protect themselves, or the blessing given to them by gold.
All of this was swallowed up by decay with the appearance of the horned rat, and the most primitive feeling of trembling fear instantly enveloped their hearts.
They didn't know what to do now except waiting for their eyes to pop out.
As the horned rat approached step by step, the smell of decay became more and more obvious.
The smell seemed to come from his own nose or throat.
Some people feel something dripping from the tip of their nose and subconsciously wipe it away with their hands.
This smear stained the arm with rotten flesh, and the face was truly twisted into a ball, but the nose or mouth had been smeared on the arm.
Looking at the arm again, it was like ice cream that melted on a hot day. It rotted and melted into a puddle of smelly water, with white bones leaking out.
The rotten smell they smell does not seem to come from their rotting nasal cavity or throat.
