There was nothing surprising in the ensuing battle. After being severely hit by the mines, the remaining combat effectiveness of the Dread Fleet was less than half of its original strength. Under the cover of several rounds of bombardment, the dwarven navy rushed onto the Blood Reaver.
Of the scattered undead, only Count No and his undead colossus and his elite deep-sea guards were left to resist. They are elite vampire sentinels, clad in ancient undead armor and sustained by a vampire curse.
Unlike the average undead crew, the Deep Guard are not raised from the mob dead on the ocean, but are handpicked warriors who are kissed in blood before being brought aboard a pirate warship to serve their masters.
Their resistance inflicted some casualties on the dwarves, but the last resistance collapsed as Gotrek and the cultists of Sigmar entered the fray wielding axes and hammers. Earl No jumped on the fear beast that fell from the sky and wanted to escape, but a warhammer flying out of the waves ruined his last fantasy.
"Go back to the Shipyard with your ship, Noctilus, it's all for your own good!"
With the help of his subordinates, Snorri rose up from the bottom of the sea. Seeing the Terrorbeast and its owner being chopped into pieces after having its wings broken and losing the ability to fly, Snorri choked.
Examining the "Dread Fleet Sinking" achievement prompted in the system and the accompanying naval battle leadership buff, Snorri understood that Count No was dead. This battle cleared most of the pirates on the route, and it was foreseeable that his fleet would live in peace for a long time.
After cleaning the battlefield and collecting the wealth carried by the pirates, the dwarf fleet set sail again and headed for the Southland. Carrying two volumes of Nagash's Cult is a good way to avoid long nights and dreams.
While the fleet was riding the wind and waves, the magic city in the withered swamp in northern Tilea was not at peace. Light green poisonous mist surrounds the ruins of the city wall and the broken city, while warpstone flames erupt from the cracks in the ground from time to time to further torture the surface buildings.
Most of the Skaven buildings are located underground, but in the center of the Rat Wasteland stands a huge clock tower - the Broken Tower. The legendary evil bell that gave birth to the Skaven hangs on the top of the building.
The original color of the tower has been blackened by pollutants, and the black surface is covered with wet, sticky and crumbling dirt and rot. Nightmarish clouds of poisonous fog envelope the bell tower all year round, and the fog penetrates into the gaps between the thick doors and windows and enters the interior.
The location of the Thirteen Councils of the Demon Rat Empire is also located here - the place closest to their Horned Rat God. In the room directly below the big clock, there is a round table with thirteen seats around it.
The most elaborate and largest throne is engraved with the serial number thirteen. It is located opposite the door and has an image of the Horned Rat God carved on it. The remaining thrones are smaller but ornately decorated, each bearing a family crest to mark ownership.
"Everyone who can come has come. Those who can't come won't come."
Now, relying on the lighting of the dimensional stone magic fire on the table, a total of eight chairs are waiting for their owners. As the bell rang, an old mouse sitting on the left side of the horned rat straightened up, flicked his beard and spoke.
"The great horned rat god will eventually come to the mortal world, and the age of rats is coming!" It slowly paused its scepter and led a chant, and then other councilors followed suit. It can be seen that this sentence is often spoken on his lips, and there is no stuttering that is common among rats.
This is the leader of the Gray Prophets, the High Priest of Gray Claw - Kritslik. No one knows how long it will last, but what is certain is that its strength is the highest among rats, and it is a master of destruction spells. As the most trusted spokesperson of the Horned Rat, he also has the additional ability to release divine spells and summon the Lord of Decay.
"Essin, news from the Essin clan, the beard thing, just held a conference. In the past few years, they, they have changed a lot." The high priest of Gray Claw spoke very slowly, and his hair was about to fall out. When he was done, he touched the mouse sitting next to him with his paw and signaled it to continue speaking.
"Yes! Yes!"
Next to the first seat is the third seat. The guy on the seat lowered his voice very low. He wrapped himself tightly in a black cloak. His figure was looming under the green fire, almost disappearing. Among the seats.
Although this black rat looks inconspicuous, no rat warlord dares to turn off the lights and sleep once he hears his name: the Night King of the Snig-Essing clan.
"Black Twelve, Essin, Essin's best fang, sent back the news of the meeting of the bearded things."
The assassin masters of the Essien clan are ranked from one to thirteen, with the higher the number, the stronger the strength. On top of Black Thirteen, there is the most legendary and deadly "Master of Death".
"Those, those stone heads want to expand, expand! South, north, and west too!"
The Night King's information caused an explosion in the Council of Thirteen. Since the Skaven also live underground, it can be said that there is a deep hatred between the Skaven and the Dwarves. It can be said that the fighting between the two clans has continued from the day the Skavens appeared to the present.
"An, be quiet! Quiet for me!"
Klitslik banged on the table. Even if its life was extended indefinitely through warpstone and other technologies, its energy would never return to its peak. The strange, sharp noises of the rats gave him a headache.
"Tell me, tell the important point!"
"The Bearded thing wants to give up Pillar City and instead connect the Southland with Iron Peak Castle." Snig did not get angry, and the Night King calmly talked about the information collected by his subordinates.
Thousands of years ago, the Eshin clan went to Cathay and Nibon in the east to develop. When they returned, they received the help of the Gray Prophets. Therefore, they retained some respect for these horned guys, and they were also known as the "Parliament's Lords". hand".
"Pillar City further south?"
"What will happen?"
The councilors shouted that when they migrated southward, they encountered the powerful Nagas. They were blocked at Nehekhara and were never able to penetrate deep into the Southland.
"Quack! Moss, the fools of the Moss clan are going to suffer!"
Opposite the Horned Rat statue from the High Priest of Gray Claw, there sat a rat-like guy equipped with various mechanical prostheses. He was the chief engineering warlock of the Mostita-Skull clan. .
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The Chief Engineer Warlock's gloating laugh drew echoes from other attendees. In recent years, the strength of the Moss clan has expanded too fast, even enough to threaten the four great clans, which made the rat leader feel pressured.
"Crunch, crunch!"
Seeing the ugly behavior of the congressmen, the high priest was so angry that he gritted his teeth. It could be said that he hated the disunity of the rats. If they could work together, the horned rats might have come to the world hundreds of years ago!
