Travel through time and become a member of the Warhammer Empire

A slave rat kept crawling on the ground, sniffing every existing crack with its nose.

In the lowest area of ​​this kind of hive, food is always the most scarce thing, and it is very likely that meat scraps have fallen from the upper levels and fallen into the cracks.

If I can eat a few bites, I can get through the day.

Soon he realized that there was something wrong with the smell. Although there was a lot of ratman smell to cover it up, the human smell still drifted out a little.

"Human stuff?"

Just as he asked the question and raised his head, a long sword was already slashing towards him vertically.

With just a few seconds of pain, the knife was slashed and the rat man's lifelong suffering was ended.

His duck neck was chopped off by a knife, and then he rolled on the ground for a few times and watched his body fall down.

Mousse had already put away his sword at this time, and took out a small knife from his waist. He started cutting along the heel, all the way up, and after making a circle at the anus, the blade went to the other heel.

As for the rat man's genitals, you just need to pull it and then rotate it in a circle with a knife to easily remove it.

Then he pulled out two long white tubes, separating the rat eggs and the rat gun at the same time.

"this thing."

Mousse held the two rat eggs in his hands, then crushed them with one hand and threw them at Wendlow.

"The smell is so strong that it covers all traces."

Then, regardless of the blood on his hands, he continued to pick up the knife and peeled the leather off the rat man's flesh bit by bit.

The white connective tissue didn't even show any damage. Mousse held the complete rat skin in his hand and then tied it around his waist.

Now Windlow finally understood why the Dread Lord was called the Dread Lord.

Mousse is not an ordinary general or lord at all, but a complete pervert who mainly indulges in slaughter, plunder and pleasure.

But what else could he do? He could only express his understanding and then infiltrate into the ratmen's nest world with perfect disguise.

The entire ratman's nest is more like a huge abandoned garbage dump than a living environment.

There are many rotten bones on the bottom floor, forming the most marginal situation of the hive.

In the lower level of the hive, there would occasionally be some scavenging ratmen, who would be easily killed by Mousse with a single sword.

Not to mention mousse, these ratmen who haven't eaten anything for at least seven days might be blown down by a strong wind.

Even Windlow can kill a ratman with his fists and have enough food to eat. He is indeed the most advanced existence among the ratmen.

No wonder the female ratman was willing to betray other ratmen and her loyalty could be bought with just a few meals. This is the reason.

As long as they can have enough food to eat, the rat people are willing to do anything they can.

As for the corpses of the ratmen, there is no need to worry about them. They can even be of great use.

In places where some ratmen gather, Mousse only needs to drain the blood of the corpse again and then throw it on the open ground. In a short while, the smell of blood will spread.

The starving ratmen will rush over and eat the corpses, even if they are their own corpses.

Some ratmen even fought each other for the meat on the inner wall of the corpse's large intestine.

The panic caused just happened to satisfy the plans of Mousse and Windlow. They passed through the entire lower hive city almost smoothly. What they had to face next was a more advanced force.

The lower level of the hive is a completely lawless place. Neither the rat nobles nor the clan rats will go deep into the lower level of the hive.

As for the guild area in the middle, it was obvious that there was some guarding force.

This is the territory of the clan rats and also the home of the most important middle class in such a nest city.

From a distance, we can see that the ratmen have the same social relationship positioning and social production status as humans and dwarves.

Clanrats work in various pits, either grinding rust off weapons or sewing together hides from hunted animals.

Or simply running in something like a hamster wheel to charge the dimensional stone equipment.

The ratmen here are all working ratmen who rely on physical strength, brainpower, and even cunning and meanness to exchange for food and rewards.

The existence of a certain social order also determines that there must be people here to maintain order.

Mousse grabbed Windlow and pushed him behind him, and a patrol of ratmen appeared in front of them.

More than a dozen clan rats held shields and rusty swords. Although their steps were chaotic, they formed the most basic formation and followed their captain to patrol the guild area of ​​the hive city in an orderly manner.

More than ten clan rats were not particularly difficult targets, and Mousse could certainly take care of them easily.

But this is an operation to penetrate deep into the enemy's nest. Once a fight breaks out, it means immediate exposure. At that time, all the clan rat soldiers in the entire guild area will surround us, which will be difficult to deal with.

However, this group of clan rats have one very bad behavior, and that is their slogans.

They shouted "Hey Ha Hey Ha" in a neat and orderly manner, just like the 121 shouted by the Imperial Provincial Army.

In addition to being able to maintain a coordinated pace, it can also have an impact on everyone else around. It is best not to act rashly in the area they are patrolling.

However, this slogan is meaningless when fighting against stealth enemies.

Instead, it provided a good direction guide, allowing Mousse to clearly hear the location of these ratmen.

Even if they live in the guild area, the ratmen are not a clean race, or they do not have that much energy and time to deal with hygiene issues.

The smell was still everywhere, and even Mousse couldn't get information from the smell in the air.

The elves' ears are not just decorations. They can hear the changes in the surrounding movements more clearly than the ratmen, including a fierce shout.

"Whoo~"

The voice of a dwarf butcher came from not far away. The guy leaped several meters and smashed straight into a patrol of clan rats.

He picked up the double axes in his hands and started to hack and kill. The clan rats, who had not yet reacted, were killed or injured in an instant and fled in all directions.

The other ratmen nearby were also frightened and headed for the nearest cave.

As for the dwarf butcher, when he discovered that the other ratmen had escaped after he had killed several clan rats, he immediately chose a more tortuous path and then squatted to accumulate strength.

"Whoo~"

With another big jump, he successfully left the area, heading into some terrifying dark abyss.

However, the street before them was completely deserted, leaving Windlow and Mousse with a perfect opportunity to go deeper into the guild area.