"You mean, you want me to take control directly and hand it over to you? I heard that more than 10,000 infantrymen have just arrived by your side."
Ashriga frowned.
If the friendly troops are outside and his assassins are inside, it is easy to deal with that kind of stronghold by cooperating inside and outside.
But what Esky meant behind his words was that he wanted him to deal with it alone?
"My servants, the Med clan will take over after you take care of it."
Of course, the engineering warlock understands Esiliga's dissatisfaction, but the Mede clan is now almost all Kane's fanatic followers like the witch Heliben's Blood Brigade.
Not to mention the problems that would arise if this kind of problem was exposed to Eshiliga at this juncture, their combat logic was not suitable for cooperating with Eshiliga.
Eski knocked on the table, also making his voice deeper.
"You can do one-tenth of these things, and the rest is your reward."
Arms priced at close to 20,000 dimensional stone coins are considered big business even in Skaven City.
Although this price included Eski's 40 times profit, he felt it was too expensive for someone like the defector.
"That's 10,000 to 30,000 rats, don't say it so easily."
Eshiliga complained that the total number of his own men was less than two thousand. He glanced at the bombs again with squinting eyes, and then he changed his tone and said again.
"However, considering the long-term cooperation, so be it. How much will those rats leave you?"
"I don't want the money-increasing project. I just want all the rats within a 500-kilometer radius to acknowledge that it is the territory of my servant clan, the Med clan."
"Actually, it's yours."
"After all, I'm not a chief engineering warlock. It will be much easier to deal with the clan in my name than the assets in my name."
As the engineering warlock was talking, Eshiriga called on the rats behind him to take out a map. The Skavens in black robes unfolded the map in front of Eski. Two candles were placed in front of the engineer warlock's eyes. Darkvision allows you to see the shapes in front of you more clearly.
The red mark on the map is exactly where Eski asked Hecate to attack last time.
"The N36 area on the map, hell, why did that idiot Gray Seer name it after the number on the map? If you ask me, that place should be called Highland 219. At least it can let me know how high the height difference is."
"However, these are not very important. Anyway, how is the mine in that place?"
Ashriga asked.
"I told my subordinates before that there is no need to deal with it for the time being. Maybe it has been occupied by humans and undead again? But I don't know if the remaining troops can be held. I will send a scout to check it out later."
Looking at the distant mine on the map, Eski said.
"Developing the mine requires a lot of rats, and I don't have enough food, so I gave up for the time being. But now you have no way to disperse your troops to deal with the guests from the big city."
Eski raised his head and said, this guy doesn't want to develop that mine, does he? The copper and iron ore there are relatively abundant, but coal and wood are relatively scarce, and transportation is not very convenient. There is still only Scully. It is more reliable to develop it with clans. ….
"Iklit hopes to get rid of the Plague clan with a little sweetness. He has been worried that that bastard Sirik will fall to the big city. And the former Vitrik engineer warlock also needs more rewards, a position as the tenth councilor. He’s not very satisfied.”
It's Vitrik, but there is a possibility of development.
Esky's right paw subconsciously pinched the soft long hair hanging down on both sides of his chin, which he didn't know whether to call it hair or beard.
Could that place bring an income of 1,000 dimensional coins to Vitrik? After all, the transportation costs of the rats need to be deducted - the food consumed by the slave rat cart is not a small amount.
However, if Vitrik is satisfied with this, it can save him some energy in dealing with Skull's internal problems.
"So, you think this place is good? But after all, I conquered it, and you want to trade it? Isn't it just right? Let Ikrit solve the political problems of the stronghold in the south for me."
Eski shrugged and said as if it didn't matter. Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he approached Eshiriga and said.
"Recently, I want to recruit apprentices, and the number may be a bit large. When I get back, ask Ikrit if you have any suitable people. If not, I will recruit them myself."
"You mean, these apprentices?"
"Of course not from the Skryre clan, but they could be."
"This will prevent Skulli from getting involved?"
"As long as you don't put this kind of thing in the west, where there is no surveillance, this kind of troops is very convenient, such as assassins who can completely conceal their traces without relying on powerful equipment."
Eski said the same words to Eshiriga as he said to Ikrit. Although there was no temptation in the red eyes, Eshiriga still held on to his robe and felt the crazy beating. heart.
The power of magic, perhaps, is his only chance to be different from the past.
Esky's eyes were full of smiles, and he hated his thoughts a few days ago.
Of course it would be a waste to spread magic, but if the diversity of Skaven society can be increased, it will become a variable that affects the Horned Rat. The number of wild mages within Skaven is not enough to achieve Eski's plan.
It was completely unnecessary to feel despair because the horned rat already had the attribute of plague.
Although it is impossible to change the past, it is theoretically possible to force change from the present.
After all the Slaanesh in this world were plotted by the female Ganqi, Tyrion and Malekith were sealed between the two worlds with 66 chains after becoming gods. There is no reason to say that there must be no way to separate. The ministry of the gods.
Seeing what Eski said, Ashley suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart and spoke relatively calmly.
"I'll send someone over soon."
"Send more, we are not sure whether a certain rat can communicate with the wind of magic."
Smoothing the wrinkles on his chest again, Eshiliga lowered his eyebrows and smiled.
"Have you not dealt with the problem there yet? I think Trabb is still in his den."
"Trabb?"….
Eski's mind thought of the great engineering warlock whom he had not seen since the coup began.
However, it is true that Skull's internal problems should also be dealt with.
About an hour later, in the Skry clan territory, in front of the built-in building on the rock wall at the back.
The two Storm Rats stood up straight and tried to stop Esky, but in the end they did not dare to reach out.
It wasn't until Eski walked to the elevator door and pretended not to see Eski that the clan rat was grabbed by Eski and said.
"Take me to the Great Engineer Warlock of Trabb."
The clan rat immediately shuddered, then jumped up, its tail wagging wildly behind.
"Yes, yes, Eski Engineer Warlock."
Eski frowned. Has his image within Scully changed to this?
What rumors have been circulating in the underground fortress in the past few days?
The motor continuously drives the steel cable to move above, and the clan rat has its back to Eski, like a sculpture.
Looking at the opponent's performance, Esky probably understood something. Is it some kind of frightening rumor? But this kind of fear is also justified. He did burn thousands of enemy troops with a fire.
As a Skaven, every cell in his body was cheering for the smell of fear revealed by the other party.
Thinking of this, Esky withdrew his attention - this feeling wasn't bad either.
With an obvious creaking sound from steel parts, the elevator stopped at a different floor than the last time. As the clan rat led the way, Eski gradually discovered that this
This time it was not in the other party's nest last time, but in a laboratory.
When you go out of the elevator door, you can see the Great Engineer Warlock of Trabb working there from a distance, as well as the equipment full of green light and wires full of green light.
Although in the factories below, Trabb's equipment is not more advanced than Eski's, the same cannot be said here. Eski has seen several instruments inlaid with pure dimensional stones about 30 centimeters in diameter. .
Utilizing the property of large chunks of high-purity warpstone to attract more chaotic energy from another world. These devices can all run on their own, without the need for slave rats to run the wheels like those in Esky's.
"Great Engineer Warlock, long time no see. Your workshop is really good."
Eski boasted, but Eski felt displeased as soon as the other party opened his mouth.
"You idiot took it away..."
Before Trabb could finish speaking, a thick bolt of dimensional lightning struck at his feet, and the small green sparks that kept running around on the ground stopped him from speaking.
"Maybe you could be polite, if you want."
Esky said politely, approaching Trabb's production instruments.
Several glass jars are equipped with a blue liquid and blue smoke on top.
On the other side, in the transparent jar, next to the object where you can see a little bit of mouse fragments, it is filled with this blue smoke, and a black-green liquid flows on the ground made of glass.
"Are you researching a new type of poison gas?"
Eski asked, approaching the corroded jar. The wind of life penetrated into the jar and a little vine grew out of thin air. It was immediately corroded by the blue smoke. ….
"The level of corrosion is really strong. Do you want to use this thing to poison skeletons? It's useless. No matter how strong the corrosive gas is, with that concentration it might as well be a bomb."
Eski complained that he didn't quite believe Traub could make a poison that could corrode skeletons with just a tiny amount of ingredients. That kind of thing was a hundred times more powerful than the modern poisonous gases in his world.
Even in this world, the intensity of this poisonous gas is probably similar to that created by the gods of the Plague Priesthood.
Trabb? Just him?
The current level is already his limit.
"Speaking of which, what did you rely on to be promoted to Grand Engineer Warlock? Is it this thing?"
Esky approached an instrument that looked like an ordinary dimensional stone lamp placed together with several mirrors and circular plates. The large piece of pure dimensional stone connected next to it revealed that it was not that simple.
As Trabb watched, Esky directly turned on the switch on the side.
A green beam of concentrated chaotic energy is reflected by the mirror and several transparent modules, and then hits the object placed on it. Then it passes through other similar structures and finally reflects on the plane behind it, showing a regular pattern. Arrangement of eight different colors.
Why does he look at this thing? It looks like a spectrometer? Although there are so many differences in details.
"You use this kind of thing to create poisonous gas?"
Eski asked.
"Is this why you came here? The more poisonous the wind of death is, the more it will be left behind. The strength of the light of other magical winds can also be used to judge its characteristics."
Trabb controlled his anger, but his voice was low enough that Esky sensed danger.
It was as if the opponent was about to attack in the next second.
Even if he launched an attack, Eski would not be surprised. Many of the Ratman's own spells did not require cumbersome spell chanting, such as iconic spells such as dimensional lightning.
"So that's how it works."
Esky scratched his head and showed a gentle smile to Trabb.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm just making sure that the situation on the front line doesn't exceed expectations."
As he spoke, Esky's tone changed as he approached Trabu.
"but
Yes, there is a promotion route within Skary that is similar to that of Gray Prophet. Kill you and I will be the new Great Engineer Warlock. "
"However, I'm thinking that it would be better if you left here. I don't want to have another reputation as a chief engineering warlock who kills his colleagues."
As he spoke, a green magical aura emerged from Eski's whole body, which was the color of chaos and the wind of life.
"I admit, Eski Ivo, you are a strange engineering magician."
Trabb narrowed his eyes, but there was no magical aura on his body, only a faint flow from his eyes. However, under the second vision, the huge activated energy almost burned part of his body.
"Because you are a white rat, and because you are favored by the horned rat, your magic energy can be restored naturally. This is what we want. We must eat the next yuan stone to let it flow in our blood vessels, but you are different .”
"However, despite this, according to the information from my investigation, your mana capacity is not higher than mine."
"Have you already eaten enough dimensional stones before I came here? It seems that you are going to fight me to the death?"
Eski's eyes turned blue-purple, and his deep magic vision allowed him to see the energy level in Trabu's body through the opponent's body.
"There are actually 8,000? Did you eat nearly a kilogram of pure dimension stone? It's really hard, how did you manage to eat it?"
How can Tao survive when things perish?
