Seeds germinate at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Like the previous two times, the wind of life can successfully turn seeds into seedlings, but the most important issue is the growth process after germination.
The structure of the spells taught in the spell books felt no different from the previous structures, and the engineering warlock had no doubts in his heart, but as a mage, he had a feeling that he could succeed this time.
It is said that the mage's intuition is closely related to the wind in the sky, but the wind in the sky is just a product of chaotic energy being dispersed.
This intuition, now a reasonable inference, is likely to come from the gods of chaos.
Most likely, it was the god he believed in who left yesterday.
This time the attempt was indeed successful.
Under the green light of the wind of life, the seedlings that had just begun to take root in the soil in the pot began to grow rapidly, and the fresh leaves bloomed among the separated branches.
The previously feared result of direct wilting during growth did not occur at all.
The sapling became a fruit tree, and the fruit tree grew to be as thick as an arm.
The young light green leaves began to turn into dark green, and the branches branched out
Flowering, pollination, fruiting, all in one go.
After nearly 3% of the magical wind in the air was consumed, more than a dozen fruits were born on the tree.
Quantity is no problem.
but why?
Esky still doesn't understand why this spell works.
The first three phrases are related to pregnancy and reproduction, and the following seven phrases are under the word life.
However, the spell he tried before was almost the same. What is the difference between the two?
etc……
The engineer warlock stopped thinking like this.
Is this desire for knowledge related to Tzeentch? Did he give me this spell just to arouse my thirst for knowledge? Arouse desire, isn't He afraid that I will fall to Slaanesh?
Thinking like this again, dangerous.
"Whoosh, whoosh. Chaos stuff, Die, Die."
Esky began to take a deep breath quickly. When facing the Chaos God, thinking is dangerous.
Now, what needs to be done?
Picking off a fruit in front of him, the engineering warlock walked towards the slave rat who had been staying by the wall.
"Slave, eat it."
There was fear in the slave's eyes, and tears dripped down on the floor. He cried bitterly and was about to eat the fruit.
"The seeds are highly poisonous and he will die if he eats them."
The wizard reminded him, and the engineering warlock stopped the slave and spoke in rat language.
"The seeds are highly poisonous, so don't eat the seeds."
"Thank you for your mercy, great engineer."
The slave rat cried as he split the peel with his paws and swallowed a mouthful of pulp.
So delicious.
The slave rat couldn't help but feel sad when he thought about it. Such a delicious food must be deprived of food.
The seeds are highly toxic, so there are other problems with other parts, right?
The engineering warlock let him go, and after he ate the pulp, he went to the elf's cage again.
"Witch Spirit, in your second vision, did my body appear blue just now?"
Wu Ling recalled it carefully.
"No, you only have green chaotic energy and green wind of life."
Then, Kane's bride asked seriously.
"Do you suspect that the ever-changing Chaos God has tampered with something?"
The engineer warlock stared at her without speaking.
At first glance, it looks like a land of anti-chaos warriors, but what’s it like inside?
Elves are the absolute main force in fighting chaos in this world, except for lizardmen.
The separation between Druchi and the high elves was mainly due to the fact that Druchi's cruel methods of killing enemies were not accepted by the high elves.
But both sides are resistant to chaos.
Maybe the Witch Spirit is really caused by Chaos?
At this time, the voice of the witch spirit further penetrated into the ears of the engineering warlock,
"How about letting me out? I don't have any weapons, so I can't pose a threat to you. I can also help you guard against Chaos."
"Who knows how trustworthy you black bean sprouts are."
"What? Black bean sprouts?"
Although I don’t know what the engineering warlock is talking about, I always feel that it is a contemptuous name.
"Don't worry about that. I mean, I don't dare to let you out until I completely find a way to control you."
As he spoke, the engineering warlock pointed to the red lines around her eyes, which were the symbol of the God of Murder.
"I don't know when, you ran away, and then brought your compatriots to catch me and skin me."
Wu Ling sneered and replied.
"You know us quite well. Such a big white mouse skin is definitely a precious collection. Why, you are afraid, afraid of the worthless Druzi you said."
Esky was indeed scared, he admitted.
"I am too young. It is impossible for a three-year-old mage to fight against the mages of Grond who have studied for thousands of years. But one day, they will be locked up here like you."
Speaking of this, the engineering warlock expressed strong confidence. Magic is a very magical thing. As long as it is not corrupted by the dark inner nature, it can achieve countless miraculous effects.
He wouldn't keep the elves in a cage forever, that would be a huge waste.
Eski believed that the day would come when the elves would pledge their allegiance to him, no matter what form it took.
While talking, time passed in a hurry, and there was still no change in the slave rat.
"It seems now that these fruits are safe, but not necessarily."
Picking the fruit from the fruit tree, the engineering warlock threw it into the cage next to the wizard spirit.
"These three are for you."
Then he turned to the wizard spirit.
"As for you, just wait."
The wizard spirit didn't seem to care if he was late for the fruit and continued to ask.
"What do you mean, you want to imprison more Druzis? You even want to imprison sorceresses."
After seeing Eski's learning speed yesterday, even someone as arrogant as her had to admit the engineering warlock's talent.
But, do you really want to be loyal to a mouse?
No, never.
Of course, the witch spirit has no intention of being loyal to the mouse.
But if the mice want to capture the sorceress, she's willing to help.
"If possible, I actually hope to reach a cooperative relationship with you. But to be honest, among the three elves among you, the one most suitable for cooperation is the high elves, not you."
Eski stroked the white hair around his mouth, reached into the cage and grabbed the Witch Spirit's shoulders.
The Witch Spirit seemed to be offended by his remarks that "Druqi is not as good as the high elves", and he threw away the engineering warlock's claws, but left a claw mark on his shoulder.
The engineering warlock shook his head and explained.
"You are cunning, cunning, cruel and bloodthirsty. You are really not a good partner to work with. Your current position, from my personal standpoint, is quite suitable for you."
"However, a great plan cannot be completed by slaves. Loyal subordinates are much better than the walking dead."
"So, I have found the magic to control you, and your allegiance to me is the only way out."
