Seeing that the green light of the flames was covered by steam and only flickered with the wreckage that he noticed, the white-haired engineering warlock focused his eyes on the sky.
The wound was no longer painful, but numb, and all the commands of the body seemed to have no effect.
The flesh and blood that had been removed left his right arm disabled. It was his dominant hand, and his fighting ability could not be relied upon at all.
He had never learned how to prepare healing potions, and he didn't have time to prepare them now, so the only thing left was the Wind of Life spell.
The energy in the body is still full, and the magic power brought by the dimension stone can also act on the Eight Winds magic.
The blood of the earth cannot be used, so all that is left is...
"Give me a slave rat. Ekchi."
After saying that, before Ekeqi could respond, he had already caught a slave rat that had just been called to the deck to stand by.
Life absorption can absorb the life energy of other beings to repair his own injuries.
Emerald green brilliance kept flowing out of the slave rat's body, and his body became more and more shriveled up. When the slave rat completely turned into a mummy, the wound on the white-haired engineer warlock's right arm had just been repaired.
The center of the storm was rolling closer from the right front and seemed to be heading in their direction.
"Is this going to force us to run aground or stop the ship?"
Eski asked.
No one could answer him, and no one dared to stop the ship. If the ship was stopped at this time, the two elf ships behind would still catch up, and the terrifying arrows that could tear the hull apart would still kill them.
"Don't go ashore, Ekchi."
The white-haired engineering warlock reminded him again, his eyes continuing to search in the air.
The witch would not have stayed on the ship. If she had stayed on the ship, she would have been injured by the explosion at least and would not have been able to channel the spell so quickly.
The torrential rain has reduced the visibility in the sky to very low, and there are dark clouds and steam from ships. Who knows...
"Esky, right, right!"
Mirza suddenly shouted.
Following his cry, he turned to the right. It seemed to be a manticore, with a huge leather wingspan. Only the shape was similar to that of a bat, but the material was completely different from the fleshy wings of bats that could see blood vessels through light.
Unlike half of the manticores, which have brown scales, his scales are cyan, and the exploding spike synapses are all over the body like the spikes of a cactus. The thorns on the tail are not in the shape of barbs. Like a folded spear.
His mistress was holding his mane and sitting steadily on his saddled back, his body and legs separated by the harness and the manticore's spikes.
Due to the reason why the dimensional wind roar was swallowed up before, there is nothing in the sky that can stop them except the high-speed wind brought by the storm.
As for releasing another dimensional wind roar?
Esky didn't think that such a spell could have much impact on such a skilled mage.
The observer zoomed in again and finally saw his mistress.
A female elf dressed in the same scantily attire as the previous witch elf. Her skin was the color of strawberry ice cream without adding many strawberries, and she looked very cold.
On the skin, there are strange runes connected together, all of which are composed of spell words.
The staff in his hand was made of black metal that Esky had never seen before. No, maybe it was metal painted black, with a purple gemstone on the tip.
It is also the same as Eski's equipment, using both a halberd and a staff.
But her other hand is also holding a long sword with a weight on the bottom. The melee combat ability of this halberd should not be very good? Or maybe the elf just didn't want to damage his staff, so he specially built such a weapon?
However, regardless of its actual effect, this thing looks very valuable.
The white-haired engineering warlock was thinking wildly, and the sorceress and her mount followed the ship unhurriedly, seeming to have concluded that Eski and his ship could no longer sail.
The gaze shifted to the witch's face. Her eyes were flashing. Even under the green filter of the observer, one could distinguish red smoke or steam, or light trapped in the air.
You can see what she is saying in her mouth.
Esky couldn't read lips, so he didn't know exactly what she was saying, but it looked like those syllables sounded like Druzil.
Suddenly, the manticore swooped down towards Eski and the others.
Destruction of the body!
This spell can cause huge damage to a single target, but the premise is that this spell cannot be disrupted.
The white-haired engineering warlock didn't understand how the spell was canceled just like the engineering warlock at Cripple Peak didn't understand how Nagash did it.
Is this woman as strong as Nagash?
No, it won't, it's just that it's beyond his knowledge.
But this also means that the spell released will not have as big an effect as he imagined.
Sure enough, the manticore just screamed in pain, the muscles on its body twisted slightly, and then the purple-black energy of the sorceress dispelled Eski's spell.
Still don't know exactly how.
Under Eski's second vision, the purple-black energy changed its shape, seeming to merge his energy into one in a short time, and then instantly disrupted it.
How to release this spell, and how to counter it? No clue at all.
"Eh, ha!"
Mirza let out a strange scream, and the dimensional lightning flew towards the witch quickly, and hit a transparent film in the air.
"Die! Dirty rats! You will all be chopped into pieces of meat, just like the XX in XX, and you can only XX under Uncle Matiko's ****."
A dull male voice spoke a series of insulting words in the air. When Eski listened carefully, it was Druzil.
Could this witch actually be a wizard?
The white-haired engineering warlock looked up and saw that the person speaking was actually the witch's mount, the manticore.
Can something like a manticore actually talk? What about other products of chaos? Such as the harpy.
These random thoughts could only be left for later, when the manticore pounced and half of his life was lost.
It was no longer possible to hide. In the flash of lightning, Eski squatted down, pointed the halberd-like staff at the manticore, and held the handle of the staff tightly with both claws.
In this case, no matter which direction the manticore falls from, he can point at it and let it pounce on it.
However, the witch showed a mocking smile.
"A dirty rat will just squat down and die."
After finishing speaking, she continued to move her hand, and the purple gem on the top of the staff bloomed with purple-white light.
The magic used by the dark elves and ratmen can actually be broadly summarized as Dahl, or dark magic. Both sides are indiscriminate, and all the magical energy is fused together like black and sticky tar. together.
But the methods adopted by the two sides are completely different. The Rat Man directly uses the energy in the dimension stone and its own chaotic energy that is very easy to grow to release spells.
The dark elves, on the other hand, are more inclined to completely crush the eight magical winds and then mix them together to create a large amount of Dar energy.
The Dar energy gathered in the witch's hands, just for a moment, before the manticore touched Eski.
The sticky purple-black Dal energy covered Esky's body.
Severe pain was immediately transmitted from the limbs to the brain, as if the limbs were disabled, but the white-haired engineering warlock dragging the disabled body still continued to use them.
But he didn't dare to give up grabbing his staff. In this state, if he was hit by the manticore, he would most likely be finished.
Just when the manticore was about to be pierced by the staff pressed against the deck, it suddenly changed direction and pounced on the clan rats below the deck. Those poor rats without weapons were cut into pieces.
"Rat, if you can persevere under the words of pain, maybe I should praise your will."
The woman who didn't have much fabric on her body continued to speak in her lazy and convoluted Druzil accent, her eyes full of indifference and ridicule.
"But being shot to death just now, wasn't it a gift to you? Why should you refuse it? Is it more interesting for you to be skinned alive by me?"
"Bitch (Blessed by the Horned Rat), haven't the men of Grond taught you to shut your mouth?"
Eski's vision turned black, and his body was shaking under the severe pain, but he still used Druzil to mock the dark elf witch.
"Oh, by the way, they were deceived by your flattery and then had their tongues cut out, right? Your engineering warlock father is the one who really made you shut up."
The white-haired engineering warlock who showed off his rhetoric made the witch angry, and she said with a sneer.
"Very good, you can live, damn mouse, you will be tortured by my side for ten years before you die. When the time comes, you beg me, but don't let me be as merciful as I am today."
Ignoring her, the white-haired engineering warlock suddenly shouted towards the middle of the ship.
"Mirza!"
Destruction of the body!
A green light lit up on Eski's staff. Although the staff was not pointed at the witch, the direction of the spell was still achieved by the engineering warlock's will.
Two separate beams of destruction, one in front and one side, all hit the sorceress's body.
A white film began to flicker on her body, and after dozens of seconds, it completely disappeared.
Split Destruction is a spell that can last forever as long as its energy supply is completely sufficient.
Green electric light began to flash inside the witch's body, and blood vessels shone through from time to time on the white and tender skin. That was not actually electric light, but the chaotic energy closely connected to the horned rat, preparing to peel her skin off the skeleton.
At first it was just muscles twisting, then nerves, and then fine pieces of skin being peeled off, until only a smooth skeleton remained on Zhongshu's body.
If the chaos energy is enough.
Fine wounds appeared, and the witch's blood flowed out from them. The spell took effect quickly. This was a joint masterpiece of two engineering warlocks. Its effect was stronger than two spells released consecutively by the same mage.
The witch and the white-haired engineer warlock are enduring at the same time. Is this a competition of willpower now? no!
Eski smiled. The witch's spell seemed to have no killing effect, but the split destruction...
The spell words on the witch's body glowed with purple-red light, and the damaged skin began to be repaired. The blood did not return to her body along the wound, but wrapped around the witch's feet.
Through her second sight, Eski could still feel the spell working inside her body, even destroying the witch's internal organs from time to time.
But these injuries were healed by the lines covering her body.
There is not much chaos energy left in his body, and the dimension stone is at his feet, but his mental power is seriously insufficient. Esky feels that he may die as suddenly as those programmers who work more than ten hours a day.
"Hiss, hoo, rat, you have indeed put me in a dilemma, but you must die!"
The witch yelled and spat on the ground. It was bright red and her body began to bleed.
Ghost flame!
A burning green flame appeared on Eski's hand. For the little chaotic energy he had left, only the consumption of this spell was acceptable.
The elves don't have shields, so at least this kind of thing will do.
The white-haired engineering warlock, thinking, threw the flame in his hand at the witch. In the air, the flame dripped green mucus and slowly flew towards the witch at the speed of throwing a stone.
The dark elf, known for its reaction speed, should have been able to dodge easily, but it still successfully stuck to the witch's body and began to burn.
The bet was right.
Esky laughed wildly in pain.
The witch was in pain and did not activate the spell for a long time, but Eski still noticed the accumulation of Dahl's energy under his second vision, which showed that the witch's mental power was almost entirely concentrated on the spell.
Coupled with the pain of the whole body's nerves caused by the destruction of the body, the elf's reaction nerves were not enough to allow her to avoid this spell.
Green flames adhered to the surface of the witch's body, turning the snow-white skin into red blisters, and then into blackened charcoal.
"Don't think you've won, Rat."
The purple-red light was temporarily released again, and the green flames peeled off, and then fell to the ground.
The elf climbed off the manticore and fell to the ground, raising her staff and aiming it at Esky's chest.
"You can't create and control Dar, and there is no energy in your body. Damn rat, now is the time for you to die."
The manticore rushed towards Eski, and the purple-black energy began to gather on the elf's staff. Eski knew that he could not avoid the manticore's attack.
"Mirza, we are both forced to stand, you kill her! Use the bite technique to make us stand!"
The white-haired engineer warlock yelled, and suddenly the lightning flashed, leaving only a burst of gray smoke.
Eski disappeared.
