Whisper Square·Whisper Alley.

The Moon Rabbit stood in front of the gate of Whispering Alley. She had just completed an important transaction with the old halfling woman Eloldis Stareye. This not only deepened her understanding of the complex power structure of Whispering Square, but also deepened her understanding of the complex power structure of Whispering Square.

Learned the key clues about [The Emetic] and the ritual of entering the Whispering Alley.

During the transaction, she learned about the eight major forces entrenched in the Magic Fountain area, as well as the gods, secret sects, and families they relied on.

These forces are an integral part of the Whispering Square, and their existence maintains the apparent order and prosperity of this area.

In addition to these sunny forces, Whispering Square also hides a darker side.

The Whisper Alley located in the square is the core stronghold of most cults.

Here, far away from the prosperity and splendor of the square, it has become a place where some extremely dangerous activities, cult rituals, life sacrifices, secret medicine trading and other activities are carried out.

Whisper Alley is like the shadow of Whispering Square, collecting all unknown secrets and taboos.

At this moment, the Moon Rabbit is holding a strange candle, which is made from a rare mixture of shadow grass and noctiluca. When it burns, it does not illuminate but devours the surrounding light.

It was this reflective flame that made the guardians of Whispering Alley willing to let her group pass smoothly. This special candle symbolized that they were not ordinary intruders, but visitors with permission to enter this secret space.

As she walked deeper into the alley, the surrounding light seemed to be sucked away by the candle, paving a path of shadows for her.

The Moon Rabbit's steps were firm and cautious, each step stepping on the faintly visible stone slabs in the alley.

Her eyes were constantly scanning the surroundings, looking for the sign mentioned in the old woman's information - an ancient wooden door carved with monsters from the deep sea, which was said to be the source of all secret medicine merchants in Hell's Kitchen.

At the same time, her teammates also quietly entered the Whispering Alley. They were divided into groups and each looked for clues.

These well-trained commando members all carry the same shadow candle, allowing them to thrive in the shadows of the alley.

Their goal is clear - to find the two emetic members who sell banned drugs.

The alley is narrow and winding, with high stone walls on both sides. The walls are covered with moss, and from time to time there is a wisp of decaying smell.

Dim light shines from the sparse lanterns, barely illuminating the path beneath your feet.

Along the way, you can see various stalls and secret facades, which are either hidden in dark corners or decorated with strange spells and totems. Everywhere reveals ulterior secrets.

The Moon Rabbit held a tube of light-hiding agent tightly in her hand, and its liquid shone with a faint blue light under the dim light. Her eyes were as sharp as a cheetah's, vigilantly scanning every corner of the Whispering Alley.

In this narrow alley full of secrets, the Moon Rabbit finally found his target - an ancient and mysterious wooden door, with lifelike deep-sea monsters carved on it, as if they would jump out of the wooden door at any time and swallow everything.

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Taking a deep breath, the Moon Rabbit carefully opened the door and stepped into this unknown territory.

Zhizhizhi——

Behind the door is a space full of strange atmosphere, with various strange utensils and medicine bottles placed everywhere, emitting an inexplicable light.

However, what really shocked her were those busy figures.

Those creatures have human bodies, but have rat heads and claws. They shuttle through the room, holding various strange items in their hands, busy and orderly.

【bite--】

[Dangerous race detected - Skaven!!!]

[Unknown clan: 3000]

[Adam’s reminder: There is a huge difference in combat power between the enemy and us. Please do not engage in a fight with the other party. Please wait until the firepower is sufficient before taking the path of justice!]

A rare and spectacular gathering gathered in the hidden supply point. More than 3,000 Skaven gathered here. Their figures flickered in and out of the dim light, creating a breathtaking scene.

These thin but extremely agile creatures are generally between 2 and 4 feet tall. Their gray or dark brown fur appears darker in the weak light, and their eyes shine with an ominous light, like will-o'-the-wisps in the night.

Their equipment is made up of various old fabrics, stolen armors and strange accessories. Although it looks messy, it contains a power that cannot be underestimated.

This unknown clan of Skaven wields a wide variety of weapons, from rusty daggers to strange mechanical devices.

There is a suffocating smell permeating the supply point, a damp musty smell, the pungent smell of chemicals, and the unique body odor emitted from Skaven's body mixed together to form a thick fog that can almost materialize.

For the Skaven, this is both a sign of their survival and an oath to this territory.

When outsiders step into this secret-filled space, they immediately become the center of attention for all Skaven.

Thousands of dim light eyes surround the incoming person, and one-third of the dose of the subliminal state of awareness cannot fully exert its effect under the gaze of so many eyes.

When the Moon Rabbit stepped into the airtight and dark atmosphere of the supply point, she immediately became the focus of thousands of Skaven.

Those countless pairs of twinkling eyes were locked on her body, making her involuntarily feel her scalp numb, and an unknown sense of fear and tension spread in her heart.

Adam's warning woke her up from her momentary stiffness. She immediately adjusted her spirit and was ready to inject a full dose of the light-hiding agent and run away.

As the Moon Rabbit stepped into the source of goods wrapped in secrets and shadows, the tense atmosphere instantly solidified.

All around, densely packed Skaven warriors were clutching their weapons - crossbows, firearms, wolf guns and poison-filled throwing tools. Their eyes were focused on this woman who made them feel that reality was stripped away.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! This unusual existence that broke into their territory, with an aura that was not of this world, made the Skaven uneasy.

During this confrontation, Moon Rabbit held the light-invisible agent tightly in her left hand, and her star breath gun in her right hand. This weapon full of magical power shone with starlight in the dim light.

Facing 3,000 Skaven, she knew that even a regular elite team composed of ten second-stage thaumaturges would be unable to cope with such a force.

Facing such overwhelming power, she felt deeply fearful.

and……

The Moon Rabbit's eyes gradually focused on the Skaven leader in front of him who looked different.

Standing in front of the pack of rats, he was significantly taller than the average Skaven, reaching 4 feet.

His dark black fur was dotted with dark red spots, and his green eyes shone with a cunning and ferocious light, as if he could read every thought of his enemy.

His front teeth were slightly exposed outside his mouth, adding a hint of hoarseness to his words, making him look even more terrifying.

The special black metal light armor worn by the leader of the Skaven shines coldly in the dim environment, and the staff in his hand is inlaid with strange gems. It is not only a symbol of power, but also reveals his unfathomable magic.

strength.

"New face?" the Skaven leader said to the Moon Rabbit in his half-familiar Terran Common Tongue full of accents.

While speaking, he raised his hand to signal the rats around him to put down their weapons.

The rat people put down their weapons at the leader's signal, but they still stared at the Moon Rabbit with vicious eyes.

"Hey, rabbit over there, what are you doing here?" Shadow Fang Scrik held the law of the cane and walked up to the Moon Rabbit.

The pungent smell coming from the opponent's body made the Moon Rabbit behind the mask couldn't help but frown, but she knew she couldn't be frightened at this moment, so she looked at the rat leader with a plain and cold gaze, and replied concisely:

"Incoming goods."

There are too many mistakes, so her answers will be as brief as possible.

"Incoming goods?"

Skrek, the leader of the ratmen, was obviously surprised by her answer. His expression changed from surprise to a sinister smile, which contained contempt and provocation.

"Hey, Rabbit. I didn't receive any notification from the Four Liquid Instructors and the potion researchers. They didn't tell me that the secret sect has another secular communicator."

"I got the information from Scratch Dirtypaw." The Moon Rabbit replied calmly.

"Scratch Dirtypaw?" the rat leader recalled the wretched businessman with evil eyes and goblin eyes. "That greedy and cunning goblin businessman? He told you the news? Why?"

"According to what our boss said, we gave him an offer he couldn't refuse." Moon Rabbit replied again, knowingly or unknowingly revealing her background to the Skaven in front of her.

"An offer that cannot be refused." The rat leader muttered these words unconsciously.

He always felt that this sentence was full of strange magic.

"You will never see that goblin businessman again. He left Hell's Kitchen and the present world with very generous terms. From now on, I will be your new contact person."

The Moon Rabbit started to talk nonsense, and now she needed to stabilize the Skaven leader in front of her.

"Anyway, you have also lost a communicator, and I just happened to be a replacement. For you, I am better than that trash Scratch Dirty Claw, and my appetite and sales channels are better than him."

"Oh." The rat leader became interested.

He glanced at the rabbit ears on the Moon Rabbit's head, and then felt relieved.

Not human. Shadow Fang Skrek concluded in his heart.

Yes, the way he summarized it was so straightforward and unintelligent.

As Skaven, even if they are the leader, they are not necessarily very smart - this is the Skaven culture.

A large number of warlord clans constitute the main body of ratman society. At its peak, a warlord clan has thousands of tribesmen and numerous strongholds scattered throughout the country.

It is not known how many clans live in Terra or even in the worlds, but it is certain that there are hundreds, possibly thousands, of clans.

Powerful warlord clans always actively seek out and destroy smaller clans, recruit warriors or slaves from the other side, and even simply use them to satisfy their hungry stomachs.

There is no family or friendship in the warlord clan, only superior-subordinate relationships.

This is a rat-eat-rat society, and the weak are often killed or devoured.

Most rat people have a relatively short lifespan, and they must fight early if they want to gain power and status, so they are obsessed with short-term investments that just take it as long as they are good, regardless of interpersonal relationships or making money.

They use false touts and promises to build their increasingly complex network of relationships, chasing any "opportunities" that arise for illusory wealth and questionable transactions.

Shadowfang Skrek was born into a small clan - the Darkclaw Clan.

The clan is renowned for its mastery of poisons and bioengineering.
To be continued...