More than a month has passed since the voyage.
In order to avoid the slippery clan that knew him, the engineer warlock chose to take a boat to the next stronghold, but the boat ride experience did not seem to be improved.
I don’t know how to feed those plump fish along the way, and the plump underground river fish are also unbearable for the engineering warlocks.
Even though it was relatively delicious, having to eat only fish for over a month was unbearable.
As for the dry food on the ship.
Those lumps made of unknown powder that exuded a musty and salty smell were really difficult for rats to swallow.
What's more, the engineering warlock used the "feast of the earth" to fill the stomachs of himself and his subordinates. Eating these things was purely a ritual.
Lying on the board of the boat, the sleepless bats above his head were still noisy, making Esky couldn't help but cover his ears.
The smell in the river is still the same smell that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, the smell of fish in the underground river and the smell of water.
Under the stairs, in a clean cabin that had been carefully cleaned by the slave rat's tongue and wrapped in cloth, the wizard spirit and the baby rat were taking a nap.
The body of the white-haired rat has grown a bit, and its height is close to one meter. In almost four months, it will reach the breeding age in the breeding pit.
But her muscles are still not strong enough and she still needs to eat fresh dwarf and wolf meat every day.
Fortunately, with the magic of "Sapphire Arch", the engineering warlock was able to preserve all the meat required in the stronghold. Otherwise, Elizabeth would not have the food to strengthen her body during this more than a month's voyage.
Although the wind of life can strengthen the body, the engineer warlock dare not bet that the food formed by the wind of life can make her body grow to the strength of the council guards.
If this continues, when will the Female Rat Avalon Sisters Guard be formed?
Just as he was thinking about it, the engineering warlock suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the board of the ship.
The sound of running water came to my ears again. It was not coming from the water under the boat, but something else.
Thinking, Eski stood up and raised the staff placed aside.
In the numb eyes of the skinny slave rats who were tiredly rowing, blue light spread all around.
This is a spell called Starlight, which helps the Engineer understand the hidden things around him.
Following the blue revelation, the engineering warlock saw a flowing underground river and something newly discovered - another batch of ships.
Perhaps because they were downwind, Esky had not smelled their scent before.
As the distance between the two sides got closer and closer, the engineering warlock's excellent visual ability given by the observer discovered that their flag also had the appearance of the Slippery Clan.
Seeing these ships means that it is not far from Nagashzar.
Hundreds of kilometers around are barren land, and even the scattered strongholds in the World's Edge Mountains are not worthy of such a "huge" fleet for transportation.
This made Eski feel a little better, as did the captain standing at the bow.
He seemed to be able to follow the friendly ships without having to navigate by himself. This excitement made him happily slap the slave rat who was rocking the oars a few times.
The smell of fresh blood made him feel happy.
However, the other party seemed to have the same idea as him. After sailing for a while, the ships on both sides stopped in front of a bifurcated river.
However, after the two ships got closer, the captain on the opposite side, whose eyesight was not very good, immediately saw the engineering warlock holding a staff who was also standing on the ship.
The curses that the captain and the clan rats wanted to utter were immediately swallowed by themselves, and they quickly whipped the slaves to lead the way. In this series of actions, they even collided with several ships of their own fleet without caring.
After several more hours of sailing, Esky noticed the movement on both sides of the shore. Teams of slave rats could also be seen carrying things on the high passage.
This means that they are getting closer to Nagashzar. The closer they are to Nagashzar, the more rats they can encounter.
After a while, the engineer uncle sat on the bow and smelled the smell of civilization, which was the smell of sewage, the musty smell of discarded wood, and the rusty smell of discarded metal.
This is not the lower reaches of the river, but the upper reaches, so smelling this smell means that the torturous march is finally coming to an end.
Not long after, the engineering warlock with the observer was keenly aware of the firelight in the distance. Those lights were so dazzling under the night vision function, and all the depression began to disappear.
As it got closer to the light, the river began to slowly widen. There were traces of artificial excavation by rats on both sides, and the space where the rock walls on both sides extended to the ceiling began to become wider and wider.
The surrounding caves were filled with rat-men of various shapes and colors. Some rats were dumping their excrement into the river from high altitudes, causing a splash of water more than ten meters to the left of Eski.
This is probably the source of the stench in the river.
Esky fired a burst of dimensional lightning angrily, and the green electric light hit the unfortunate rat, followed by an angry cry that was amplified by the engineering warlock's magic.
"Go swimming! Otherwise I will kill you all!"
After a small unpleasant experience, a huge city appeared before everyone's eyes. The docks made of unknown white objects and boards of poor quality were filled with all kinds of rat men.
On the pier, bags of food, boxes of weapons, as well as warpstones, ores, wood, and some more unusual commodities in ratman society were being unloaded from a large number of ships.
On one side of the dock, there are three large, at least in the underground river, large docks and workshops with a lot of green lighting. It seems that the light just now came from here.
The dock also functions as a lighthouse, so the Slippery Clan can save enough.
"They actually caught a hairless dog. They were lucky."
The captain put his hands on his hips and sighed, and then turned into jealousy in the next second. The whip in his hand hit the slave rat hard and drew more blood.
"Um?"
Esky followed the fat captain's line of sight, and some poorly dressed humans appeared in his field of vision.
These people look like tribal people, but isn't this Nagashzar?
There are human traces in the underground city near Nagashzar, which is really weird no matter how you look at it.
Until the captain finally found a berth on the busy dock, slowly parked in, and whipped the slaves to make them put down the pedals, the engineering warlock's eyes were still firmly locked on those humans.
The rat men coming and going on the pier looked at the tall figure holding a staff, and fell into stasis for a moment, and the originally noisy voices became quiet at this moment.
Although the smell is not strong enough, it can be detected that many of these rats are leaking the smell of fear.
Maybe the mice in the country would be ignorant and fearless, but they on the front line would always know what a spellcaster represented.
The water washed over the ship, making a sound that seemed dissatisfied, urging the stationary engineering warlock to move quickly.
"Hecate, bring Elizabeth out."
The engineering warlock tapped the cabin lightly with his staff, and a white light invisible to the naked eye flowed into the cabin.
Perhaps because of the passage of time, or perhaps because of other reasons, Esky's tone is no longer as excited as the rat man.
The accent of Druzil gradually changed to the complex and natural intonation of the elves, and there was no longer any refrain that the rat people used to speak.
"knew."
The wizard pinched the back of the white female rat's neck and lifted her onto the ship's board like a chicken. Elizabeth was awakened by the pain in the back of her neck.
The ratmen in other cabins had already gotten out of their cabins the moment they arrived at the port, waiting for orders from their master, the engineering warlock.
As the engineering warlock led the wizard spirit and the baby rat past the pedals laid on the back of the slave rat, they also took the boatman's slave to help unload the cargo.
The garrison troops wanted to come forward to ask about the specific situation, but they retreated under Eski's searching eyes.
As many ratmen retreated, a road automatically opened up in front of Eski. Although this road was filled with the smell of fear, it allowed the engineer warlock to successfully find what he wanted to find.
The rat slave master with human slaves.
"Hairless monsters? Where did you get them? I remember they should be in the south?"
The engineer warlock's question suddenly appeared in the slave owner's ears. He was still wondering why the rats around him were quiet, and was about to steal the guy to guard against possible sneak attacks.
"You mean these hairless dogs?"
The slave owner asked nonchalantly, and slowly, under the frightened and gloating looks of the rats around him - what the hell, what are these looks, am I in trouble - slowly turned around.
When he turned around, he saw that it was a man with white fur. Oh my God, it was the color of fur that I had only heard of in legends. He was holding an exquisite staff, and hanging on his waist was an elaborate staff with personal characteristics, representing the two ruling clans. The symbol of one of the engineer warlocks of Clan Skryre.
He was immediately frightened so much that his legs began to shake like chaff. At the same time, his mind was spinning quickly, and he immediately showed a flattering and submissive expression to the engineering warlock and began to explain.
"Of course they are among the tribes on the surface. They are loyal to Nagash. We threatened them to join our camp before, but they were unwilling."
As he spoke, he pointed at the wounds on his body that had not yet healed, and then pointed at a slave who had been bandaged roughly.
"Even if there are heavy casualties, these are the slaves our clan captured in the last battle."
Esky saw that the lips of these humans looked very pale and their bodies became shriveled.
As a result, the staff lit up with green light, and within the realm visible to mortals, a large swath of green light penetrated into the bellies of these humans.
At this time, a group of clan rats with bright armor from the garrison approached.
Perhaps because they are on the front line and have enough to eat at any time, or for some other reason, the height of these clan rats is much higher than those in other places.
Clan rats in other places can grow to about 1.5 meters at most, but these clan rats in front of them actually grow to 1.7 meters, which is almost the same as the lowest level storm rats.
Seeing these clan rats that were completely different from other places, the slave owner didn't know where the courage came from. He stood up straight in front of the engineering warlock and said.
"Master Engineer Warlock, even with your noble status, you can't use magic to manipulate my slave at will, right?"
He just felt strongly dissatisfied with the fact that the engineering warlock used magic to control his slaves, which resulted in him having to sell them to the engineering warlock. It was just because of the engineering warlock's strength.
Now there are fifty armored clan rats, even the engineering warlocks dare not...
"I fed your slaves and restored them to health. You still dare to question the great engineering warlock. Damn idiot, you are really going to die!"
Just as he was thinking about it, the slave owner heard the angry cry of the engineering warlock.
As he spoke, the engineering warlock raised the complicated staff in his hand and pointed it at him, while the clan rats who had high hopes for him hurriedly blocked the merchants, slave rats, or other such things on the dock. in front of him.
The green light on this exquisite staff reflected the fearful look in the eyes of the rat in front of him.
His survival instinct seemed to be aroused, and he screamed loudly and sharply in front of the engineering warlock.
"No, no, great engineering warlocks are all humble, slaves like the lowest fleas. It's my fault. I just want to sell these slaves at a high price."
As he spoke, he quickly lowered his head, trying to avoid the direct range of the staff, although he knew that the mage did not need to deliberately aim at him and could also lock his position.
The slave owner squatted down, pushed out a male slave whose muscles were not as shriveled as those of other slaves, and said.
"Engineering warlocks like to use gadgets of different races as slaves, and hairless dogs are also suitable."
It seemed to have worked. The green light on the engineering warlock's staff dimmed. The white rat pushed up the observer in front of his eyes, and his scarlet eyes looked directly at him, an ignorant rat who dared to offend the power of God.
"What's the price?"
Under Eski's cold gaze, the slave owner quickly averted his eyes, lowered his head and tilted his head, exposing his neck to show respect, and lowered his head to show submission to the engineering warlock.
He murmured in pain as his nails pinched his flesh pads and bled.
"Of course it's the price of an alien slave, five dimensional coins each, there will definitely be no increase in price."
Although this is much more expensive than two hundred slave rats of twelve-claw dimensional coins (about 150 pieces), different commodities have different values, and this value is obviously far lower than it should be.
If he were allowed to sell it freely, he would definitely be able to sell it for a high price of more than ten dimensional coins.
