"You know I won't answer you."
Wu Ling replied expressionlessly.
"It's boring, your soul belongs to me, why bother about offending Lilith."
As he spoke, Eski glanced at the two-color rune on his hand, relaxed his mood, and got on the cart transporting supplies.
He placed Elizabeth, the lucky white-furred baby mouse, on the cloth transport vehicle.
Hecate was still looking around, and the underground scenery in the observer that appeared in her eyes was something she had never seen in the past hundreds of years of her life.
She had never imagined that there would be such magnificent ruins underground - her mind was completely occupied by madness most of the time, which was understandable.
This view, visible only to the Skaven, would be enough for those glib young high elves to write several autobiographies.
However, due to the slow march of the Skaven team, seeing this scene too often will make people feel bored.
Not long after, the wizard spirit also got into the transport truck where the engineering warlock was.
The relatively soft white fabric makes for a better place to rest than anywhere else in the line.
"You are indeed an evil ruler."
Seeing Eski lazily waving his whip to beat the slave rats who didn't know whether they pushed the cart hard enough, the wizard couldn't help but complain.
For slaves of the same race, she would at most dismember them, and the pain would be over in a few hours at most, but these slaves would still suffer from Eski's chronic torture until the end of their lives.
Just like those Druchi who mine.
"Why didn't you feel evil when you were running the sacrifice assembly line in Hal Gansey?"
The engineering warlock rolled his eyes at her, and said as if the Druchis who were dismembered and sacrificed were not pitiful.
"Besides, evil rulers are the punishment of evil people by natural justice, and they deserve all their suffering."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and lightly slapped the slave rat twice on the back.
It seemed that he didn't really want the slave rats to speed up the cart, but was just enjoying his own power.
"I'm not as cruel and ruthless as you. Although I do those things, I also know what I am doing."
The wizard sneered and picked up the magic book that Eski had put aside, and stopped looking at the rat.
"I just put my interests first."
Eski said, picking up another volume.
Although it is dark underground, fortunately, the illuminated text and viewer allow them to read these things without any obstacles.
Learning the wind of life is still very important, especially now that we have a large number of slave rats. It is especially important to release the earth feast spell and fill the stomachs of the rats with the material formed by the wind of life.
But so far, a single cast that doesn't require the consumption of warpstone can only fill the stomachs of up to a thousand rats.
Engineers need to study this thing more carefully in order to march with large numbers of rats when there is no food or grass.
Nagash's black magic can control so many undead at the same time, there is no reason why he can't fill the stomach of the entire clan with his magic.
"You've been having a serious problem."
Wu Ling said suddenly.
"What?"
The engineering warlock looked over there and saw Hecate pointing to a part of the first volume of the magic book and continuing.
"Whether it is the wind of magic or the energy of chaos, all magic energy will affect the user's mind. The wind of fire will make people become violent, the wind of life will make people love the wilderness, and Dahl will make people psychologically dark and chaotic. The energy has chaotic mental effects.”
As he spoke, the wizard's eyes locked on the engineering warlock's body in the sense of second vision, and then spoke seriously.
"But I have never felt an emotional change when you cast a spell. Unchanged, isn't it the biggest change?"
The elf's words startled the engineering warlock into a cold sweat, and he immediately used several Lilith-based blessings that he had learned through the foot-washing water and the spells on his hands.
There are even a few more horned rat ones planned.
After waiting for several torturous minutes, nothing happened. Neither Xin Liezhi's blue energy surged out, nor did anything compete with him for control of his body.
Are you overthinking it?
The engineering warlock touched a handful of scalp hair that was completely soaked, and then gave himself a dimensional stance.
He lowered his head as if muttering to himself.
"I can see something that others can't see. Maybe it's the function of this thing. I think that my previous willpower cannot resist the influence of magical energy."
As he said that, he looked along the panel on Wu Ling's side, and the information on it didn't seem to have changed at all.
"The chaotic one?"
The Witch Spirit moved his body to get a little further away from Eski, but gave up dejectedly.
She took out the magic dagger made by the engineering warlock stuck in her leg and looked at the engineering warlock warily. Her soul was still in Esky's hand.
I can only hope that Lilith's cage and runes are stronger, maybe she can snatch her soul before the devil gets it?
"Perhaps it is what you think, the product of a certain ever-changing monarch."
The engineer warlock watched her movements and fell straight down, lying flat on the soft cloth.
Taking a breath, Eski stabilized his mentality. A firm will was the most important. The four gods in this world were not as scary as 40k.
Worrying time passed by minute by minute, and after all, the Elf and Rat could not wait for the fate of Tzeentch's forces.
Instead, the rat-men's march stopped.
On a road that seemed no different from the previous dozens of minutes, several different holes appeared, all opening on one side of the broken Ancient Saint's Network Road.
These cave entrances are of different heights and sizes, and there are so many of them that the team at the front doesn't seem to know where to go.
After stopping for a while, a clan rat whom Eski didn't know at all left the team, looked at both sides of each cave entrance, ran back to the team in front, and led them into a passage on the lower right side.
This made the engineering warlock immediately turn his attention to him.
The clan rat immediately approached the engineering warlock. He could not understand the words of the great engineering warlock and the pointed-eared thing, but it did not seem to prevent him from observing the eyes of those superiors.
Or did he deliberately attract his own ideas?
Two possibilities appeared in Eski's mind. He took on the arrogant posture when facing these low-status rats, and said in an extremely brief manner, as if he was completely unwilling to say another word.
"How to locate yourself in the Webway?"
The clan rat immediately followed the pace of the slave rat and stuck closely to the engineering warlock's side, flatteringly speaking in the overlapping rat language.
"There are imprints carved on certain stalactite pillars. This is something that only certain rats know. Such despicable work leads countless Skaven in the direction of advancement. There is no need for Mr. Rili Wanji Engineering Warlock to understand. .”
Eski glanced at him. He had seen this kind of disgusting rhetoric many times in Skaven Mortal. It was obviously the words spoken by the lowly rats in Skaven Mortal that were more palatable.
Are all country mice so poor in vocabulary? He doesn't think that country mice are more shameless than the mice in Skaven Castle.
"You will be in charge of the transportation team from now on."
As Esky said, he took out a small piece of dimensional stone, used his paw to draw a rune on it that was unique to the engineering warlock, tossed it lightly, and threw it to the clan rat who had been paying attention to his movements. Blake's hand.
Looking at this clan rat who was qualified to let him see the name on the panel, the engineering warlock continued.
"As for your little thoughts, let me remind you that your entire family now belongs to the Med clan."
After saying that, Esky picked up a piece of cloth and covered his face.
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Dividing line
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Time flies by so fast. If seeing the ancient sage's web channel could make people excited at first, now it's just endless and boring.
Due to the impact of the marching speed, it would take at least more than a month to take this road to the front line.
The white-haired engineer warlock and the wizard spirit had been resting on the supply truck for several nights. Without food, they completely relied on the feast of the earth to fill their stomachs and a very small amount of drinking water.
Coupled with the fact that the scenery didn't seem to change much along the way, the rat engineer warlock, who was born to survive in a dark environment, felt restless.
"I've had enough of these damn stalactites, not even a trace of civilization."
The engineer warlock complained, and even the young female rat became restless.
Only the Witch Spirit, who Eski thought would soon become unbearable because of Kane, seemed very calm.
During this section of the journey, due to the disconnection from the Ancient Saint's Network, the sight of a few rat excrements along the way was considered a signpost to identify oneself and move forward.
"We're almost there, the great engineer warlock is about to arrive at the Slippery Clan's stronghold."
This was another new clan rat whose name didn't deserve to be seen. A few days ago he was a slave rat, with the mark of a clan Eski didn't recognize branded on his chest.
Maybe he saw the treatment of the lucky guy yesterday. He has been guiding the engineering warlock by his side these days, pointing to the leather paper in the engineering warlock's hand, which has a simple map he drew on it.
"Getting on the boat from there will be faster than walking."
Clan Rat added.
Esky waved his hand, indicating that he would return to the supply vehicle and continue to look at the map.
The clan rat was a little dissatisfied and clearly showed this on his face, causing even the engineering warlocks to notice it immediately.
After all, the guy from yesterday got the job straight away and he was just exempt from walking.
Continuing this boring journey, neither the slave rats nor the engineering warlocks knew how much time had passed.
Suddenly, there was light in front of my eyes.
The dazzling sunlight seemed to blind the eyes, causing the entire team to stop.
Sunlight?
Isn't this a place tens to hundreds of meters underground?
The engineer warlock felt something was wrong, but the sudden increase in light from the observer made him cover his eyes as well.
My eyes gradually adapted to the light, and when I opened them again, I finally knew where the sunlight came from.
Above is a rift valley. The sun and breeze carry a little bit of yellow sand from the top of tens of meters high and pour into the tunnel.
No, not only is there sunshine, but listen carefully there is also the sound of water.
The sound of water was quite faint, so faint that Eski could only get some direction if he listened carefully.
The engineering warlock jumped up from the cloth and walked towards the location of the sound. It was the same structure as the crack through which sunlight shined above.
Probably the path was to the right rear, and a crack about 70 to 80 meters deep was suddenly exposed in the underground passage.
The white-haired engineering warlock looked down along it, and saw an underground river flowing quietly.
But there is always a faint uneasiness in my heart, which is the reaction given by the blue sky wind in the air.
Thinking of its prophetic power, Esky returned to the car and drew his staff.
"Everyone is on alert."
The voice of the engineering warlock was amplified by magic and spread to every ratman in this thousand-man convoy.
Whether they were clan rats or slave rats in each convoy, they immediately took out the weapons placed on the car, and some clan rats also put on the few breastplates and leather jackets.
There were rustling sounds from all around.
Esky took a step back, and the omen of warning was indeed correct.
There is a faint smell of blood in the air, but why?
The engineering warlock was inexplicable to this smell. It was clear that the two sides had not started fighting yet, but the uneasiness in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.
"Abandon the supplies and vehicles and form a square formation immediately. The reserve team behind will strengthen the left wing. All the captains on the right wing will lead your people to maintain the formation and retreat one hundred meters."
Once again, the order was given, and the clan rats and slave rats began to work hurriedly. Many rat people crowded together during the process of gathering and changing formations, causing even greater chaos.
Fortunately, since the enemy has not yet appeared, there is no rat showing the fear in the glands, otherwise the entire front may collapse immediately.
However, it’s impossible to say for sure.
The engineer warlock looked at the chaotic situation and climbed to the heights, roaring again with a voice amplified by magic.
"Stay still. If anyone dares to leak a drop of the contents of your glands, I will cut off all the glands in your body."
Taking advantage of this moment, the enemy Eski had been wary of finally appeared.
Even if there is sunlight leaking in, all the rats can still find the faint blue light emitting from the countless stone caves hanging above their heads.
These lights came in pairs, and they immediately understood that they were the eyes of some kind of animal.
Several pieces of flesh and blood were blurred, as if something had been run over, and something in the shape of a rat man could barely be seen falling from the cave.
Now the rat people could finally see clearly what the creatures that rushed out of the cave were.
It has dark blue eyes that sparkle like gems. It is huge, twice the size of mice, white, with a thick carapace, and a mantis-like body.
There are more than twenty such monsters!
"Tregala!"
Esky looked at the thing in surprise, expecting it to be a force from a rival clan.
I didn't expect it to be these, predators that specialize in feeding on rat people in the underground world.
Spear!
The engineer warlock wanted to issue an order to replace the weapons of the large army. The distance between Tregara and the rat people was no longer enough to replace the weapons.
Not to mention, they didn't carry many spears at all.
