Within the collapsed ruins of Hemgart, Laine hides inside a residence, carefully observing the situation nearby.
The streets are filled with Ratn, forming tight formations as they patrol the street.
It's not that Laine fears these Ratn, for in his eyes, the visible Ratn are not the real threat; the true threat is the unseen presence.
The house has been breached from the side, and the people inside have disappeared. The Ratn have scavenged everything usable from the house, leaving a ss behind.
"These Skaven Ratn have co to Hemgart, but I don't know what they want to do. If they're here to steal grain, then the Avey Territory or the farms beneath Hemgart would be easier targets. If it's to mine dinsional stone, Hemgart doesn't have any such stone!" Laine murmurs to himself, holding his Warhamr and leaning against the wall.
He decides to observe the situation for a while longer, thinking that the Ratn's Warlord should be nearby.
This is Frank Street in Hemgart, a slum where filth and disease breed, an environnt favored by the Ratn.
Not far from Frank Street is a mine that has now been opened, with Ratn army continuously pouring out.
Laine patiently waits.
Finally, after twenty more minutes, a group of Storm Rats dressed in red appears from the mine, surrounding a Grey Prophet in a white fur and gray robe.
This Grey Prophet rides a massive Storm Demon Rat.
Storm Demon Rats are even more brutal creations than Rat Giants. Whereas Rat Giants are forcibly pieced together using the strong bodies of various animals by Skaven, Storm Demon Rats are an upgraded version of Rat Giants.
Storm Demon Rats share the gigantic size of Rat Giants, but their bodies are equipped with machinery. Their hands are replaced with tallic dinsional stone revolvers or dinsional stone fla sprayers, and their faces and bodies are armored with dinsional stone, capable of easily resisting ordinary blades and magic attacks.
Besides the Storm Demon Rat ridden by the Grey Prophet, two more Storm Demon Rats walk out from the mine.
"Human things, diedie! Hemgart is already under the control of the Great Demon Rat Empire, yesyes!" The Grey Prophet summons the Storm Rats and Plague Monks, delivering a speech.
"Continue collecting more little, little human samples. We need more, more human specins to create Deep Pit Hatred!"
"For the Great Horned Rat!"
The Ratn respond in unison, then disperse in all directions.
Laine still hides behind the wall, contemplating whether to directly attack the Grey Prophet now.
After thinking a bit, the Grey Knight Primarch shakes his head. Killing the Grey Prophet now would undoubtedly cause chaos among the Ratn, but it wouldn't fundantally resolve the Ratn uprising. Perhaps this Grey Prophet is just a subordinate, and there are higher-level Grey Prophets or Skaven Warlords above him.
Better settle the Ratn's dinsion cannon first! Laine looks up, focusing his gaze on the high-positioned dinsion cannon.
The dinsion cannon position is located at the Brant Highlands, in that filthy place where Ratn discreetly assembled two dinsion cannons, imdiately destroying barracks, preventing Hemgart from organizing effective resistance.
Laine knows that if the Ratn use the dinsion cannon to bombard the Justice Church, the survivors hiding in the church will be in trouble!
Laine begins to move, raising his Warhamr, leaving Frank Street.
Fifteen minutes later, Hemgart, Brant Highlands.
The Ratn guarding this height are in complete chaos!
"It's a Demon! The gray Great Demon has co!"
"killkill!"
"Human Demon! Diedie!"
Hundreds and thousands of Ratn charge down from the highland, the rat tide engulfing the entire height.
"Boom!" Almost simultaneously, all the Ratn on the field rise off the ground, as a human clad in silver masterwork power armor, draped in the Holy Grail Cloak, charges alone toward the Ratn!
"Hah!" Laine appears with a roar, gripping the Warhamr's handle with both hands, sweeping horizontally to send twenty or thirty rats flying into the sky!
Mjolnir flashes with thunder as it descends, smashing two Clan Rats into pulp, the bodies explode on the spot, and the Power of Thunder bursts inside them, causing several nearby Slave Rats to be blown into chunks at almost the sa ti!
The Warhamr sweeps again, causing over a dozen Ratn to die instantly.
After leaving over two hundred Ratn corpses behind, the remaining Ratn hesitate to advance.
"Kill the human! Kill him! Kill him!" The Storm Rats urgently command: "Long spear thrust!"
Dozens of Clan Rats form a long spear array, charging at Laine in unison.
"Vermin, face your punishnt!" Laine laughs cruelly, extending his hand, where a long Spiritual Blade protrudes from his wrist. The Divine Chosen Champion of the Lake Fairy grips the dozen spears in his hand all at once and crushes them.
Along the way, the Spiritual Blade decapitates a dozen rat heads.
When Laine retracts his hand, the dozen headless Clan Rats fall simultaneously, his movents never ceasing. He swings the Warhamr backward, instantly killing a charging Assassin Rat, its dinsional stone blade not even getting close to Laine's cloak.
Across Brant Highlands, piles of Skaven Ratn corpses form small hills. Laine raises the Warhamr with both hands, advancing step by step toward the Ratn's position. The Skaven Ratn despairingly flee on the battlefield, these nurous hybrids being engulfed by the Spiritual Storm imdiately. In a dozen seconds, the entire battlefield is left with only a large amount of charcoal.
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