The chimes of the Screaming Bell again.
The list of code words on the desktop is almost complete.
The engineer warlock moved his body, and the bones of his cervical vertebrae rang several times as he moved.
His neck was still aching, so he couldn't help but call the wind of life to his side, and recited a more complicated spell.
Blood of the Earth.
A burst of green light and life energy poured into the engineering warlock's body from far away from the earth, eliminating his fatigue.
Looking down at the lists, the engineering warlock felt mentally tired again - there were too many places to travel to buy these things.
There are agents of engineering warlocks in Skaven Demon. Although the price is a little bit more expensive, it can guarantee that the apprentices of engineering warlocks will not have inappropriate ideas.
On the front line far away from the Skaven City, engineers and warlocks can only deliver the goods themselves.
"If you want to purchase, we can talk about it later."
The engineering warlock jumped up and almost hit the warpstone lamp, causing him to take a few steps back.
The Witch Spirit lying on the hammock glanced at him and continued to focus on the book.
About one-third of this literacy textbook has been memorized, including all the spoken language and a very small part of the oracle text.
Compared to other races whose nervous reactions are not that quick, this is simply incredible.
Regarding the Skaven language, Hecate estimated that she could probably read and write, but could not listen or speak at all.
Probably, all it takes is a chance to practice...
Something soft but with a hint of roughness rested against the skin of her shoulder. Turning her head, the engineering warlock's claws rested on her shoulders. It seemed that they were the feel of flesh pads.
"Hecate, get to the surface."
"You're such trouble, white mouse."
With that said, Wu Ling took the breathing filter placed on the hammock.
After passing those dirty and smelly passages in disgust, and not knowing whether they had spent too long there, the two finally saw a dazzling light on the road ahead.
This exit seems to be a mountain opposite to Cripple Peak, controlled by ratmen.
On the mountain peak in the distance, there is a towering city with terrifying reliefs. It is nearly 100 meters long. In front of two elongated skull statues is a giant suspension bridge that has been lowered.
The skeleton's eyes were flashing with magical aura, seeming to tell everyone around it that this was more than just a building.
Halfway up the mountain, the rat men and the undead army were fighting.
In other words, both sides are lining up their teams.
The teams of undead and humans above spread out for nearly a kilometer in a not-so-strictly organized phalanx.
Esky frowned and adjusted the magnification of the observer to the maximum. He thought that most of the battles between the Skaven and Nagash were fought underground.
If you look closely, there are barbarians from the south in Nagash's army.
This is the source of the slaves Eski purchased before.
Wearing bronze battle armor, they were organized together with Nagash's undead army, which even had only skeletons left.
Their strong muscles looked out of place compared to those around them that had either turned into skeletons or had some shrunken flesh.
Among the undead, there are ratmen, humans, and even greenskins.
At first glance, the Skaven's military strength is not even much greater than Nagash's.
Of course, this is just because the Skaven's formation is far denser than the Nagash army's formation.
The Ratmen's formation could barely be divided into four rows. The spearmen's phalanx was densely arranged at the forefront, with infantry and warlords wearing heavy armor scattered among them.
More heavy infantry lined up behind them, with three rows of infantry phalanxes separated by only one meter at most.
The engineering warlock pinched his beard and felt a little anxious. With such a dense formation, if there was a range attack spell, wouldn't it be a waste of money?
Like a pendulum or something.
After carefully observing the rat-men's battle formation, the engineer warlock discovered that the rat-men at the back were pushing the rat-men in front.
This formation seems to be preventing the vanguard from escaping?
This is too skaven.
The corners of Eski's eyes twitched.
Does such an army also want to capture the city named Nagashzar?
"Hey, didn't you say we wanted to duel?"
The strange rat language suddenly uttered by the witch spirit made Esky tremble involuntarily.
He quickly covered Wu Ling's mouth with his claws and dragged her behind the pile of rocks.
"Shut up, elf, control your breath, don't be discovered by the thing on the opposite mountain."
As he spoke, the engineering warlock glanced at Nagashzar warily. Fortunately, there was nothing unusual.
That thing on the top of the mountain opposite, picking up his dog's head from thousands of miles away is like picking something out of a bag.
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The skeleton's eyes were flashing with magical aura, seeming to tell everyone around it that this was more than just a building.
Halfway up the mountain, the rat men and the undead army were fighting.
In other words, both sides are lining up their teams.
The teams of undead and humans above spread out for nearly a kilometer in a not-so-strictly organized phalanx.
Esky frowned and adjusted the magnification of the observer to the maximum. He thought that most of the battles between the Skaven and Nagash were fought underground.
If you look closely, there are barbarians from the south in Nagash's army.
This is the source of the slaves Eski purchased before.
Wearing bronze battle armor, they were organized together with Nagash's undead army, which even had only skeletons left.
Their strong muscles looked out of place compared to those around them that had either turned into skeletons or had some shrunken flesh.
Among the undead, there are ratmen, humans, and even greenskins.
At first glance, the Skaven's military strength is not even much greater than Nagash's.
Of course, this is just because the Skaven's formation is far denser than the Nagash army's formation.
The Ratmen's formation could barely be divided into four rows. The spearmen's phalanx was densely arranged at the forefront, with infantry and warlords wearing heavy armor scattered among them.
More heavy infantry lined up behind them, with three rows of infantry phalanxes separated by only one meter at most.
The engineering warlock pinched his beard and felt a little anxious. With such a dense formation, if there was a range attack spell, wouldn't it be a waste of money?
Like a pendulum or something.
After carefully observing the rat-men's battle formation, the engineer warlock discovered that the rat-men at the back were pushing the rat-men in front.
This formation seems to be preventing the vanguard from escaping?
This is too skaven.
The corners of Eski's eyes twitched.
Does such an army also want to capture the city named Nagashzar?
"Hey, didn't you say we wanted to duel?"
The strange rat language suddenly uttered by the witch spirit made Esky tremble involuntarily.
He quickly covered Wu Ling's mouth with his claws and dragged her behind the pile of rocks.
"Shut up, elf, control your breath, don't be discovered by the thing on the opposite mountain."
As he said that, the engineering warlock glanced at Nagashzar warily. Fortunately, there was nothing unusual.
That thing on the top of the mountain opposite, picking up his dog's head from thousands of miles away is like picking something out of a bag.
