The sarcastic words came out one by one, but they were followed imperceptibly by Anoquian's vocabulary.
The flowing lightning flowed into the engineering warlock's eyes, illuminating the blood vessels around the engineering warlock's eyes with electric light. This was obviously proof that the wind of magic had infected the body.
"Who do you think you are, apprentice? Even if it's Quickwall, I respect his status as a former member of the Thirteenth Council."
Still not bypassing the apprentice, the engineering warlock cut the palm of his hand and covered his right eye with the gushing blood.
The blood of Skaven is a natural high-grade material that attracts Dahl and other chaotic energies. The black and sticky magical energy poured into the engineering warlock's right eye. When the two magical energies came into contact with each other, they slightly infected each other.
Pictures of the future began to appear in the engineer's right eye without restriction.
This kind of vision is not affected by any interfering spells. As soon as the engineering warlock returned to the underground fortress, he combined part of the records in the nine volumes of Tzeentch to create this temporary method to solve the shortcoming.
Comparing the perspectives from the future and the present at the same time, there are finally light spots of green magical energy familiar to engineering warlocks in the air.
"Messenger of the Horned Rat? You haven't become one yet."
The Engineer Warlock's words changed from the Skaven's usual sarcastic tone to the mocking tone when they had the upper hand.
"you!"
The stripes on the Engineer Warlock's ears almost touch the Engineer Warlock's fluffy pink-white round ears.
Going to the mana pool of the future, following the traces of the future, a striking green trace allowed the engineering warlock to easily find the figure of the opponent in the sight of the future.
"Ah~ I found it, Gray Seer...apprentice."
Green smoke covered the entire interior of the tower, and even the Rat Man's eyes that could glow independently could no longer see anything clearly.
A flash of light that was barely visible.
Teleport.
The familiar dizziness brought the engineering warlock to a place where he could also see clearly.
However, the faint sound of breathing behind him still allowed the engineering warlock to confirm that his destination was generally correct, but there was just a slight deviation.
The engineering warlock's fast-moving right claw made a sharp explosion in the air, and the dimensional space covered by it became as powerful as a puddle hit by a heavy rain.
"So you are here, dear Vesker."
Esky's left paw grabbed Vesker's shoulder and pressed it against the short gray-white pointed ear and whispered.
Before his right paw touched the fragile neck, he had already created a large wound on it, and one could almost see the blood vessels about to rupture.
"Does your threat come from yourself or the Prophet's Council?"
Looking at a piece of amulet that was instantly burned on the apprentice's chest, the engineer warlock recited the incantation of the wind of life and partially healed the wound on Vesker's neck. The engineer warlock asked softly.
"Where is our dear Lord Quickwall?"
"Your crimes are seen by the Prophet Council. Even Mosquita will never..."
Before he could finish speaking, the engineer warlock's little finger pierced the three layers of membrane in front and inserted into Wesk's aorta.
The blood flowed down the engineering warlock's fingers, and more wind of life maintained the life of the Gray Prophet's apprentice.
"Ah~ nice touch, your blood vessel wall. To answer my question, you don't want to lose your life here, do you? You have such a talent, why don't you cherish it."
The smell of fear wafted out. Obviously, this young apprentice was not as brave as he said.
The engineering warlock simply cut off the two large blood vessels of the Gray Prophet's apprentice, and before they shrank into the body, he pierced them together with the same claw, used the metal wind to temporarily shape them, and made an outward Simple fountain.
The blood continuously spurting out from the two blood vessels was sprayed into the air by Wesker's blood pressure, and then fell under the influence of gravity. A non-stop rain of blood fell inside the tower, and only the wind of life remained and was maintained. The life of a Gray Seer's apprentice.
In fear, Wesker knelt on the ground, and the engineer warlock stepped on his shoulders with his pink claws and said.
"Also, the Chief Engineer Warlock is not someone like you who can evaluate him. When the time comes, he will be crowned the Emperor of the Underground Empire and let you guys die beside the Screaming Bell in the big city."
The sharp pink claws penetrated Wesker's bones. The engineering warlock raised his feet, lifted the entire rat dozens of centimeters, and moved the rat's head to a position more than ten centimeters lower than himself to look at each other. .
"Now, how about it, have you thought about it? If you tell me, I will reconnect your blood vessels, how about it."
"Still, you're in so much pain that you can't speak, poor little apprentice."
Wesker stretched out a finger tremblingly, pointing to a place in the distance that seemed to be nothing, and kept his voice as soft as possible.
He was afraid that he would die in the next second because he spoke louder.
"He, my teacher, is there."
The engineering warlock smiled and pinched Wesk's two blood vessels that had partially turned into lead pipes, and dispersed the metal wind on them. After losing the magic effect, the blood vessels that should have been elastic were already covered with cracks.
As Esky gently recited the incantation, the wind of life like a green spring flowed through the broken blood vessels. The broken blood vessels returned to their original shape at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then the muscles, Epidermis, hair.
The Gray Seer's apprentice's neck became the same as before the injury.
"Lead me the way."
The engineering warlock's left claw replaced his own foot, piercing Wesk's shoulder blade, lifting him up and placing him in front of him.
The Gray Seer apprentice endured the severe pain that made his head covered with cold sweat and nodded in agreement.
After being introduced by the apprentice and solving several simple deception tricks, a simple stone staircase finally appeared in front of the engineering warlock.
The uppermost area has no door to cover it.
Through the stairs, the engineer warlock successfully reached the upper star observation room.
Quickwall was facing away from Esky, one of his eyes in front of the eyepiece.
There were not even decorative furnishings here, only a long table covered with vellum in front of the Gray Prophet, bookcases on both sides, and an iron cage that was obviously specially built for mice.
"Lord Quickwall, I haven't seen you for a few hours. You don't look energetic enough."
The engineering warlock pulled out his claws from the shoulder blades of the Gray Prophet's apprentice, filled his bones and flesh with the wind of life, and then said to the Gray Prophet.
"You disobeyed the Horned Rat."
The gray prophet didn't know what to say, while he was writing and drawing something on the table in front of him.
"Has the Horned Rat issued a fatwa?"
