The ride experience brought by the slave rats was not good. The duel was held at the highest point of the camp, the Supreme Council, and the road leading to the council was very steep, which always kept the engineering warlock in a posture of falling backwards.
Coupled with the rat man's excited nervous system, the sedan was always bumping, making Esky very insecure.
Might as well walk on his own, the Engineer Warlock grasped the handrails on both sides and stared blankly at the landmark building of the Parliament, a horned rat head made and hung from that white material - made from the bones of Nagash's undead army. sculpture.
There is no alternative to riding in a sedan chair. After all, if the Skuri Clan's agent walks, it will make the entire clan very embarrassed. Reputation is quite important to the Skuri Clan.
Whether it is the Council of Thirteen or the council in other places, it will always be established at the highest level that can be established.
The same goes for most of the other rats, as if the higher they live, the better their status is reflected.
The Skary clan is different. Since industrial areas need to be close to docks and sewage outlets, the Skry clan's territory is usually in the lowlands opposite it, so the face-saving projects in other places need to be more thorough.
After nearly an hour of jolting, the ratmen and elves finally arrived at their destination.
Although the exterior walls of the building are made of local stone and bone, the door is very stubbornly made of ebony that should be transported from somewhere in the far southwest.
Probably because the door of the Council of Thirteen in Skaven Demon City is made of this kind of material.
Although Eski could tell at a glance that the size of this door and the exquisiteness of the carvings on it were not comparable to those in Skaven Mordor, compared to other parts, this door was already impressive enough.
The Horned Rat has not lowered the Pillar of Commandments yet, so there are no similar imitations here.
The imitation of the Screaming Bell was relatively clumsy. It was just that a wooden stake was extended from the top of the parliament hall to hang the big brass clock on it.
The sound that tells the time every day comes from here.
Then that's the switch device. Esky's eyes stopped on a gong placed next to the door.
The same device is found in Skaven Mordor, and is used to open the door to the Council Hall.
It’s just that the gongs here are much smaller than those in Skaven Castle.
Beside the gong was a sturdy Storm Rat, holding something like a large war hammer in his hand. This war hammer had a dimensional stone hammer head with complex patterns.
Seeing Eski's appearance, his tail, which was flapping boredly on the ground, stopped and seemed to be thinking.
Amid the impatient looks of his attendants, he recovered, walked to the gong, raised his war hammer, and swung it down hard. The warhammer's warpstone hammerhead hit the suspended metal plate. The warpstone hammerhead was struck by this. Green dust flew out from the impact.
There was a hum that resonated with the stone in Skaven Mordor. The evil and heart-stopping energy was soon not detected by Esky's senses, and the sound of metal parts soon sounded in the walls on both sides. .
It seemed that the door's opening and closing system was made by the Skry clan. Esky shook his head.
Obviously, compared to the door in Skaven Demon City that relies entirely on magic, this mechanical thing is not very high-end.
However, this was made by the Skry clan, which means...
The engineer warlock hurriedly jumped in before the door was fully opened to avoid pinching his tail again.
However, the door showed no intention of closing.
"Free duels are allowed this time, so there is no need to close the door."
explained the Attendant Rat who followed him into the hall.
"That's it."
The engineering warlock's tail whipped the ground, and he entered the hall directly without looking back.
This is a circular hall with a circular metal structure in the middle. Eski stared at it for a while, but couldn't see anything special about it.
Under that position in the Skaven Demon City, there are deformed beasts raised by the Council of Thirteen, ready to eat the rats that stand at that position. As long as the council is dissatisfied with the rats that come here, they can throw them down to feed the deformed beasts.
Since he couldn't directly use Heavenly Wind to detect the terrain here, Esky raised his head and looked upward.
Above the hall, the deep darkness hid the ceiling from anyone's sight. The surrounding walls were not illuminated by the light of the dimensional stone brazier, making them appear dark.
Opposite the gate is a high platform that cannot be reached through here. Even with his magic eyes, he cannot see clearly behind the wooden fence. He can only see a vague general image.
It was a large round table. The round table was covered with a red tablecloth. The tablecloth drooped downward from the edge and seemed to hang to the ground.
Around the table, Esky knew that there were thirteen chairs without counting. However, there were only twelve chairs with blurry black shadows flashing on the seats.
What about the remaining one? Is it the seventh seat?
Eski withdrew his gaze because he had already heard the footsteps, and following the heavy footsteps, endless malice came from behind.
Turn your head.
It was a sturdy Storm Rat, and its sword and armor were covered with runes belonging to the Horned Rat.
He stared at Eski tightly with his whole body, keeping his figure curled up, as if the three spearheads on his helmet were about to hit him with a headbutt at any time, which made his height that should have been more than 1.8 meters now look like only 1 meter. About six.
The engineer warlock stared at his armor carefully. There were only gaps in his body for his eyes. For others, he should be a strong team player.
"Everyone is here, hurry up."
A pretentious and intermittent voice came from the high platform. There were many traces of magic words in his rat language, as if to show that he was different from mortals.
Looking up, sure enough, one of the twelve blurry figures became clear. He walked to the railing on the edge of the high platform and looked down at everyone.
He was wearing a cyan robe made of silk, it was unknown if it was spider silk or silk, with magic runes drawn on it with black rat hair.
There is also a magic amulet hanging on the belt dotted with gems, which is the identity certificate given to him by the Prophet Lord.
This rat with gray hair and a huge spiral horn on his head is one of the 169 gray prophets under the prophet lord.
"Lord Gray Prophet."
Eski raised his right paw towards him.
"I testify that all rats are descendants of the Horned Rat."
After saying that, he put his paw down again and said.
"I bear witness that Lord Seer is the only representative of the Horned Rat."
The Gray Prophet nodded with satisfaction, opened the thing he had been holding in his hand, and pressed his gray fur-covered paws on the green fluorescent writing.
"This duel is presided over by the Gray Prophet, the only human agent of the Horned Rat. Challengers and councilors begin to take oaths."
Eski and the current member of the seventh seat raised their paws and said.
“I testify that the Council of Thirteen is the only system recognized by the Horned Rat.
After the two rats finished speaking, the Gray Prophet also spoke.
"I testify that dueling is the sacred teaching of the Horned Rat.",
"I testify that all rats will get justice before the parliament."
After saying that, dark eyes flashed in the Gray Prophet's eyes - I'm not fair, I made a deal with the Skryre clan last night. Of course, this is not an offense to the great Horned Rat, but Supreme respect for the horned rat.
"The duel ceremony begins and will last until the end in two hours."
As the Gray Prophet finished speaking, neither rat made any move.
They looked at the rats watching at the gate, most of them were storm rats, and a few were clan rats.
"Anyone who doesn't want to die, stay away."
The engineer warlock roared, and during this gap, the seventh councilman attacked him directly.
Dimensional stance!
The engineering warlock's dynamic vision immediately caught the sword shadow coming at high speed. No, no, Esky immediately realized that the runes on the sword could break the dimensional stance, and he needed to dodge.
The movement ability given to him by Lilith came into play. Although the seventh councilman was equally fast, his bones still limited his speed. As the engineer warlock retreated, the tip of his sword just grazed the clothes on his side.
The hole where the white robe was stabbed began to decay rapidly, emitting an unpleasant smell.
The engineering warlock looked over and felt cold in his heart.
Before he could take out the gas bomb, the other party had tampered with the weapon first.
However, this level of trickery is commonplace for the rat people.
I took another look at the white hair that appeared in the gaps in the clothes. It looked like there was no armor but some armor. It seemed like I had to use magic.
The blue runes on the claws of his feet lit up, and the engineer warlock quickly moved to the side of the hall, hiding in the darkness where the firelight of the dimensional stone could not shine.
Dimensional lightning!
From the darkness of the hall, a thick dark green lightning struck at the seventh member of the Army from behind. The Storm Rat, who had no magic power perception, had no time to dodge when he heard the buzzing sound of electricity.
The green electric light and explosion happened on him at the same time, exploding a cloud of dark green smoke around him.
However, as time went by, the scope of the smoke and dust did not decrease, but instead continued to expand.
No, as long as you are not blind, you can see that the green in the subsequent puff of smoke is darker.
Its scope continued to expand, and soon, nothing could be seen in the hall except darkness and smoke.
The engineering warlock hidden in the darkness murmured.
"Do you want to be the devil in the smoke?"
Before the words could be finished, perhaps the sound just attracted the other party's attention, the rune sword hit the staff that Eski was blocking in front of him, and its blade cut along the metal handle towards Eski's hand.
In critical moments, the engineering warlock didn't care about being discovered using other magic.
Eski whispered Anoquayan.
rust curse
The fine metallic wind enveloped the rune weapon, turning its shape into a useless and fragile blunt weapon.
The weapon suddenly became heavier, which obviously made the seventh councilman feel uncomfortable for a moment, and the movement of his hand stopped for a moment.
During this gap, Eski recited the next spell and released another spell.
When the rusty blade focused on Eski's right claw, it collided with a burst of metal sparks, which bounced back the Seventh Councilor's attack.
Only the mage can see that the metal wind wraps around Eski's claws, and the external form of these metal winds is that all of Eski's fur turns into metal.
Eski raised the staff in his hand, pushed aside the temporarily useless weapon, and thrust the tip of the halberd in the direction of the sword.
There was no feeling of touching the target, and the control of the metal wind was also disintegrating. The engineering warlock made a prompt decision, activated the runes on his feet again, grabbed the wall with his hands and feet and clawed his way up into the dark area.
Night vision can see through darkness, but not smoke.
As the engineer warlock retreated, he was gradually able to see the people on the high platform clearly.
It seems that the shielding spell here is relatively low-end and cannot block prying eyes from above.
While paying attention to the movement below, the engineering warlock glanced at the great engineering warlock sitting in the first seat, with a somewhat uncertain look on his face.
Probably wondering why he hasn't used gas bombs yet?
Indeed, in this case, even if poison gas was used, it would not be discovered.
However, there were so many heavily armed challengers outside, and some of them were obviously no less armored and weapons than those of the Seventh Councilor.
Suddenly, the great engineering warlock's eyes turned to Eski's direction.
Esky scratched his scalp and tried to put a light-blocking lens outside the warpstone lens, but that still didn't work.
"It's time to end this."
Eski said softly, jumping to the ground under the gaze of the great engineering warlock, and instantly inserted his claws into the ground.
The mantras recited from his mouth are a mixture of magic words and rat language. The surrounding Aksha (wind of fire) and the sticky, evil, disgusting chaotic energy crawling on the ground. They all began to echo and resonate.
Burning technique.
Yellow flames with a faint hidden green color erupted and spread from around Eski's body.
This is a completely different spell from the PC game. As long as the caster is willing, this spell will cover an entire circular range of about 100 meters.
As the fire burned past, a huge black shadow also appeared in the smoke.
This magical flame will attach to the magic item and burn until it burns out. Even a specially crafted anti-magic armor must extinguish the flame before it continues to burn through the magic shield.
Just like the seventh councilman in front of him, he was rolling on the ground.
Although the smoke was not in the mountainous area, the firelight clinging to the ground was enough for the engineering warlock to see clearly his miserable state.
The seventh councilman clutched his body and head in pain, but they were hidden by metal armor. He could only keep rolling on the ground, as if this could relieve his pain.
The engineering warlock grinned. Rolling on the ground may not necessarily be a rational judgment.
