Chapter 106: Retreat without a fight

The encounter last night made the team move three times faster.

There were more gnaw marks among the lush greenery, and the stones scattered on the ground looked like they had been used as chew sticks and had been gnawed away by some kind of rodent.

Feces and urine are all over the soil, which is very typical of Skaven wandering terrain.

Lin Qi had just approached the furtive residents, who were running away in panic, and startled a flock of birds.

Sharp howls echoed in the jungle, which was very abnormal. Normally, they would at least come to see Lynch, and then run away in fear due to his hideous claws.

Lynch only had time to kill a dozen or so Skaven that were lagging behind before they disappeared.

Lynch followed the smell and found a hole hidden under the bushes. He hesitated for a moment and chose not to give chase.

There are endless ratmen to kill, and chasing them will only delay your journey.

…

“It, it’s coming!”

"Glowing lizard, lizard thing!"

"Destruction! Destruction! It wants us to die! Death!"

"It carries, it carries elf stuff!"

"Quick, go find Warlord Sfeko!"

Underground, in the territory of the Rotten Hair Clan, the clan rats were in chaos.

Amid the chaos, the clan's ruling class gathered in front of the warlord, each with their own ulterior motives.

Every Skaven was eager to take the opportunity to trip up the enemy, but was afraid of being attacked by a group of people.

The strange silence was a precursor to an outbreak, and the high-ranking ratmen who had once belonged to the One-Tooth Clan were more terrified than other Skaven.

They survived the one-sided massacre and knew how terrifying the lizard creatures were.

The "fat giant rat" Sfeko slowly walked out of the shadows. It was twice as big as an ordinary ratman and only a head shorter than a human.

The warlord looked and smelled like a stone statue, without any sign of fear.

This inanimate sense frightens the ratmen, who are unable to detect their leader's changing emotions, which means danger.

"Yes, yes, I understand."

The warlord narrowed his eyes cunningly, knowing that this would help maintain his rule. An unknowable leader would make the Skaven fear him, and at the same time he had to appear knowledgeable and omniscient.

It is not a spellcaster and does not have complex connections. As a storm rat, this is a necessary rule for survival.

Who would believe it? The majestic and seemingly omnipotent "Fat Giant Rat" learned three days ago that the "Scale of Destruction" was moving north.

It was scared to the point of peeing once, but it is much better now. After undergoing biochemical surgery, it can fully control its glands when it is prepared.

The warlord muttered dangerously to himself in front of a group of leaders with different thoughts.

"Yes, yes, it comes, with destruction, destruction!"

"Let our friends, friends face it! Yes, yes, our demon friends."

"And I, we! We're just watching from below, watching!"

As we all know, forming an alliance with the rat people is equivalent to turning an open enemy into a covert enemy.

The Sfek warlord is not prepared to fulfill its alliance with the Tzeentch demon. It is not stupid and is even unexpectedly smart.

This covenant is worthy of becoming an allusion because both parties to the contract are masters of calculation and deception.

The Rotten Fur Clan will hide underground, and if the demons send the clan another wagon-full of food, they will send out troops... and send out a small group of slave rats.

…

Lynch encountered a small group of slave rats. They became fewer and fewer as they rushed towards him, and disappeared without a trace before they even started fighting.

Lynch glanced at the archmage, and the mage indicated that he was not casting a spell.

…

"We've sent out the troops! The troops!"

The Sfek Warlord roared in protest, separated by a crowd of terrified Clanrats and a stone wall.

In the cave room opposite, in front of a group of clan rats, behind a human skin curtain, in a crystal mirror placed in a copper box, an old man with blue flames burning in his eyes seemed to be hesitant to speak.

It is not blind, even though it is millions of kilometers away.

The old man showed a meaningful smile, the fate has been determined, and these mice have no say in it! There is no way to get away with accepting the gift from the devil.

…

The ratmen launched continuous attacks and escaped from Lynch.

There were dozens of rounds of encirclements, all of which were from the same group of slave rats.

Every time they appear with great fanfare, they scatter like birds and beasts in the blink of an eye.

After anticipating the situation, the wizard seized the opportunity and used magic to wipe out this group of nameless villains.

The small disturbance did not affect your progress. A pterosaur rider from the south brought the latest news.

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The White Moon Legion, which was searching for the stone slab, discovered the trace of the demon. After the demon escaped, the legion did not pursue him further.

The hot-blooded species are rampant around Talaxlan, but the remaining legions of Moon City are temporarily unable to drive them out and can only resort to conservative self-defense.

In the ruins of the sky city of Taranksla, a chaos rift appeared, and the Serpent God Army was fighting a fierce battle with the invading demons.

Lord Walker Kerr ordered the hatching of Huangqi warriors. It seemed that the ruler of the Awakening City was going to take action.

After reporting to Lynch, the pterosaur rider of the Huangqi Gate retreated, and it was going to migrate the arcane dragon.

The sudden appearance of the Devil's Gate aroused Lynch's vigilance, and he planned to go to the Sky City along the way to take a look.

It just so happened that he brought a strong foreign aid with him.

The legion of hot-blooded people may not be reliable, but a powerful wizard can be of infinite help to the cold-blooded legion.

The Slann are sleeping, and the Skink Priests do not trust the Winds of Magic and will minimize the chances of casting spells.

Elves are different.

Of course, only Teclis can almost avoid making mistakes 100%. If it comes to other mages, Lynch will have to find a supervisory team to keep an eye on them at all times.

The changing emotions on the battlefield are a test for mages. When facing a large group of demons, the terrifying impact can even crush the will of the elven mage.

After destroying the ratman "legion", the adventure team did not encounter any other enemies until dusk.

When night falls, it is another night of evil moon.

The dark green evil light is a symbol of the rising power of chaos. This special moon represents evil and is a medal of the enemies of civilization.

Although Lynch had only a passing knowledge of the phases of the moon, he could tell that this night would be very ominous.

As expected, a group of strange-looking ogres approached the adventuring party.

They were a mixture of men and women, extremely fat, and had a faint stench of disease wafting from their bodies.

Intestines protruded from its rotten belly, mucus kept dripping from its eyes, and ulcers and pustules covered its tall body.

The Archmage merely whispered, and flames rose from their bodies.

Lynch, relying on his fearlessness of the epidemic, went straight for the enemy.

The ogre praised a certain name and exploded when Lynch approached.

The yellow juice caused the plants that were splashed with it to wither, and yellow smoke came out of Lynch's body. The pus that fell into his eyes even burned through his hard eyelids and corroded his eyeballs.

But it was not a big problem, he did not rely solely on visual observation, his intuition was now extremely strong.

I'm confused. The title and sequence numbers of the 30 chapters are all wrong. It's not easy to rest.

(End of this chapter)