The illustrations and text still appear clear after hundreds of years.
Compared with this miracle of resisting time, what surprised Esky more about these books was the content recorded in them.
Incredibly, hundreds of years ago, the people of Nehekhara did not have an accurate understanding of the existence of magical winds.
Relying on the oral knowledge of the elves and his own observations of the wind of magic, or what he called the original source of magic, Nagash summarized a set of effective magic runes and summarized them into a series of The use of rune belts and rune rings.
This necromancer is indeed a genius, Eski sighed.
If Nagash hadn't been seriously injured by his rune cannon, making it impossible to control those structures accurately, and even struggling to control zombies, Esky, who was surrounded by those structures at that time, would have died.
He had no doubt that the structures that blocked his spatial perception, the wind of magic, and even the divine power given by the Great Horned Rat would not have these multi-purpose rune structures.
For example, in the simplest way, if they not only interfere with space perception, but directly cause space cracks, when he uses teleportation, his body will be separated into a ball of flesh by the chaotic space.
It seems that luck has given him a favor, and maybe sometimes, he should give something in return to Moonlight Girl.
Eski thought as he looked at the records in the book that made him sweat more and more.
Turning to the next page, the title shocked Esky.
"Divination?!"
The engineering warlock looked at the black Juanxiu font and exclaimed.
Nagash can actually do this kind of magic. It seems that he has indeed gained a lot from those elves.
The technology of predicting the future does not exist among the Skary clan. Apart from the ones most suitable for use on the battlefield, the Skry clan prefers alchemy, physics, and mathematics.
While in Skaven Mordor, he heard that the Gray Seers had similar skills, and when he arrived at the front line, he saw Quickwall's ability to predict the future.
Now, he could finally peek into the inner workings of this technology through Nagash's books.
In fact, if we insist on talking about divination, there are relevant chapters in the nine books given by Nu Ganqi, but Eski does not dare to use these spells.
Using the spells given by Nu Ganqi to divulge the future and the past, who can guarantee that these divination will not lead him to become a chaos egg?
After all, that is a malicious god who knows the past, future, and present, and plots against his subordinates on a daily basis.
Nagash's technology made Eski quite at ease, and even reading these books was a pleasure.
Since the person who wrote it was a human, and these books contained Nagash's will, Esky did not need to be wary of messages from the Chaos Gods when looking at these magic books.
Divination spells mainly rely on the characteristics of Aegir, the wind of heaven, and ignore time and space.
This characteristic allows Eski to isolate objects and life from time and space, as convenient as carrying a storage space with him. Even if this spell has the disadvantage of constantly consuming the mage's will, it is irreplaceable. ….
Divination is another operation performed by mages using this characteristic.
For example, letting the wind of Agil play freely, and letting cards, or even water plants and other things, bring omens to the mage, is a very typical divination technique.
It's just that Nagash doesn't think highly of such vague things.
In the book, a few pages of relatively rigorous experimental reasoning are briefly introduced, but Nagash uses a whole page of illustrations and jumps to the next step, which is divination like a true prophecy.
The principle of this kind of divination is roughly to use the wind of Aegir to bring pictures of the past and future back into something that can be imaged.
Many laypeople would think that the key to this spell lies in a medium such as a crystal ball, but that actually only affects the quality and success rate of imaging.
The real key is how to bring back the correct image
, especially the future part.
There are countless possible futures, not to mention the gods in chaos, the Weavers of Destiny, who regard all time and space as their own chessboard. How to bring back a picture that is not affected by the evil gods is already a big project.
Nagash created about thirty more runes for this spell - after Esky's rough memory, he found that they were completely different from those in Nuganqi's book.
This valuable knowledge is attached to the illustrations on the side of the book page, but in the end, I don’t know why, I didn’t continue to study this aspect.
Feeling the light blue text that was still radiating with Aegir's energy, Esky was intoxicated for a while, then closed the page of illustrations and quickly flipped back.
The constant passage of time and the fact that Neferata and his entourage were watching eagerly outside forced him to give up the idea of experimenting.
As things stand now, Esky must hurry up.
After spending a few more minutes, the engineer warlock roughly browsed through the later part about souls.
Confirming that these books could indeed solve his soul's problems, he put all the tomes in this room that contained Nagash's will into spells that isolated time and space.
Perhaps because these books possess the will of the necromancer, Esky feels that the burden of loading these things is much lighter, and the consumption of will is within an acceptable range.
As the last black-covered tome was swallowed by the sapphire-like surface, the engineering warlock raised his hand and extinguished the lights in the dim room.
Once the items are in hand, the next step is to escape.
Counting the passage from which he came, there are only two exits in this temple. Space spells cannot be used here. With the support of two serious mages, he will not risk using space spells.
After much consideration, Esky decided to take the risk of burning his entire body and guide the mana pool in his body to be released into the body. Since the magic fulcrum may still be suddenly destroyed, these are necessary.
Relying on excellent pain tolerance, a new spell fulcrum was created under the skin of Eski's chest.
Green light faintly penetrated under the white fur, and a shielding aura and a shielding energy field that refracted the light appeared on Eski's skin.
After covering his own traces, Eski endured the pain and performed the rat-switching technique with his lower limbs as the fulcrum, and ran wildly in the reading room outside the stone door. ….
A large mass of burnt flesh gradually fell off amid high-speed movement and constant vibration, revealing new pink flesh underneath that was spurred by the wind of life.
As he kept running, Eski frowned.
In the seemingly endless darkness, he didn't even see any trace of a soldier.
The time spent checking Nagash's books was not short. It was enough time for them to stew a pot of mutton, eat it, and then dispose of the food residues.
In any case, Neferata should mobilize enough troops to carry out a carpet attack in the temple.
Besides, with Vosolun by her side, Neferata should already know that he has learned the location of Nagash's legacy.
It is the right decision to mobilize heavy troops here to block his retreat - although mortal soldiers are destined to be unable to stop extraordinary combat power like the Engineer Warlock, vigilance and delay can still be achieved, which will win for Neferata. Enough preparation time.
Is this woman with a head full of little things just plain stupid?
If that's the case, that would be great.
Eski smiled, and the expression on his face became more gloomy. This feeling of conspiracy seemed to permeate the air, which always made him feel particularly uncomfortable.
Not a soul or a light appeared along the way from the reading room to the stairs leading up to the simple rooms of the monks who were familiar to Eski and who had already visited during the day.
Although the shelter field was prepared in advance, these preparations seemed to have failed.
In the seemingly endless darkness, Eski used the red light in his eyes to identify the road in front of him, turned a fork, and a little
In the slightly spacious passage.
But what concerned the Warlock Engineer here was the sudden blue light that lit up, and the familiar discomfort that made him feel it.
It's the kind of spell that destroys magic nodes outside the body.
Sure enough, along with the discomfort, an ethereal female voice appeared from above Eski's head.
"Where are you going in a hurry? Little mouse."
A stone platform was suspended in the air, and Neferata was taking her prince. Rather than sitting on it, he was lying on a generous throne covered with silk cushions.
The bald middle-aged man and the old vampire who no longer looked like humans were standing on both sides of her, like loyal servants.
With the appearance of Neferata, a large number of soldiers suddenly appeared around the road. They held up short spears and shields, blocking every inch of the passage.
The only space that was not blocked was the ceiling above the head that seemed to be more than ten meters high.
At first glance, these soldiers were no different from the ones Eski had seen during the day, but the aura of death on their faces, the skulls on their shields, and the runes that seemed to have been engraved not long ago all told Eski that they Not a mere mortal.
As if a resonance was formed between the richly enchanted shields, a wall emitting purple light was formed in all parts of the passage, and all Eski's escape routes were blocked.
"Neferata, apart from these soldiers, your only source of support is the mage behind you and his weird spells?"...
Eski pulled out the Hell Blade from his waist, and against the emptiness of his will, he covered the dimensional flame on the black saw blade that shone with evil magic aura.
His question made Neferata cover her mouth with laughter. She stared at Esky with her cat-like vertical pupils and whispered.
"Little mouse, no matter what you are going to say, they still have this spell that does work."
As the old vampire next to Neferata showed his fangs, the large structure, as well as the new zombies that suddenly appeared, flew towards Eski in the air.
Looking at the familiar honest smile, Esky said angrily.
"You actually let the Plague Father's zombies enter your temple. Are you crazy?! Do you know what will happen if you contract these, their so-called gifts!"
"I don't need you to teach me, little mouse."
Neferata glanced at Wosolun, her eyes full of disgust, and she didn't even try to hide it.
Feeling such a gaze, Wosolun just bowed slightly and retreated into the shadow behind Neferata.
Looking at such a battle, Esky put down the Hell Blade pointed at Neferata and punched it on the ground. The green flames burned the bricks red, and then melted into a ball of red liquid.
Flames engulfed the Engineer Warlock's body, and in the firelight, the Engineer Warlock sneered and mocked Neferata's behavior.
"It seems that Nehekhara is going to perish in your hands early. It was supposed to perish a hundred years later."
"What is the origin? Where did you come from as a fortune teller? Little mouse? It's a pity that no matter what you say, you won't let me keep your life."
Neferata looked at Eski below, with a bit of carelessness and malice in her tone.
The look in his eyes was like the animal represented by the pair of vertical pupils, a cat playing with a mouse that was about to be eaten, with a hint of teasing.
"I'm really curious. Originally, Prince Alkadiza, the last king of Nehekhara, would choose to unite with the bandits in the desert to attack your Lahmia because of your deception."
"What on earth have you paid for him to be able to live in harmony with you like this? Just think of it as satisfying a dead man's curiosity."
"Why don't you tell me yourself, Alkadiza."
Eski spoke fluently in Chaos tribal language. He looked at the fair-skinned woman on the throne with disdain. His tail kept dangling behind him, and the white scales rustled the cracks in the ground.
And these
The words directly caused Neferata, who was originally lying on the cushion, to stand up.
The engineering warlock just pointed at her and continued to Alkadiza.
"This woman lost her husband, her brother, four hundred years ago, and her lover, Nagash's most capable lieutenant, Black Arkhan. She was also the first vampire in the world."
"Although in summary, she is a poor woman, but no matter how you calculate it, there is no way she can become the queen of Nehekhara."
"But if you don't let her become the queen of Nehekhara, there is no way you can reconcile with her. As far as I know Neferata, she is not such a humble person."
Arkadiza just stroked the purple lotus hanging on her chest, lowered her eyes, and whispered without looking at the engineering warlock.
"I don't speak the language of the northern barbarians very well."
The engineer smiled and placed the last few flaxseeds on his tongue.
The tiny magic fulcrum seemed to have taken root on his tongue, causing Esky severe pain, but it finally allowed him to translate normally.
"Could it be that you want to prevaricate? I know that as a prince, you can understand the language of the northerners."
"After all, I don't have to answer your questions, rat monster."
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