However, only a fool would fall for this trick.
Esky grabbed a strong storm rat, and a rune of destruction burned his flesh, and was quickly carved on his shoulder.
Immediately, Storm Rat, who was still in a dazed state, woke up.
"Go find Ikrit. Let him find a way to kill the bell. I can't see it here!"
The footsteps behind him gradually faded away, Eski's gun muzzle gradually raised, Ratlin's bullets fired at the clan rats behind the Storm Rats.
He concluded that the Gray Prophet could not waste precious magic power on those gadgets.
As expected, the clan rats began to fall in pieces.
But at the same time, the Storm Rat moved forward faster and faster, almost as if it was running.
But they are still sensible enough to know that most of their physical strength needs to be used in the final stage of the charge, and no matter how fast they are, it is only walking speed.
The deflection magic emerging from the Storm Rat in the front row does not affect melee damage, nor does it affect magic damage.
Even though the gun-shield phalanx here may have been destroyed, the big clock has no impact on Eski himself.
He had already made up his mind. When the Storm Rats got close, he would use the most basic 10-burning flame technique plus melee combat to deal with the Storm Rats.
On the other side of the battlefield, looking at the hill piled up with the corpses of the small hired clans at the corner of the street, the Gray Prophet was also so angry that he shook the big clock under his feet so much that green sparks almost flashed out.
"You found out so soon?"
Damn engineer!
The Gray Prophet's pink claws stamped hard. If he hadn't considered the losses after the war, he would have used the Earth Fissure Technique to collapse the high ground on the other side of the council hall into the ground.
Just to apply the deflection talisman to those hundreds of storm rats, the power of two dimensional stone coins has been consumed.
That had completely depleted his previously stored mana pool, and now his mana was completely maintained by smoking warpstone snuff.
However, those storm rats should be able to consume the magic power of the engineering warlock.
Although I don’t know why this kind of thing appears in the Skry clan, the fighting style is closer to their Gray Seer engineering warlocks.
——Generally speaking, Skry’s engineering warlocks rely more on those who use engineering creations rather than directly using magic to attack——
But next, they will compete in their tolerance and reserve of dimension stones.
A faint green light and heat wave ignited over the distant buildings.
Did that engineer warlock release the scorch fire technique?
"Go and see if all those things are dead."
The Gray Prophet shouted to the guards guarding the car, shaking the big clock under his feet harder and harder - this thing did not consume much of his mana, just like the Dimensional Wind Roar spell, it directly summoned the divine power of the Great Horned Rat.
However, I don’t know if these temporary personal guards who were hired were just unlucky.
The leading clan rat just walked to the street and took a look outside. When he turned around, he was transformed into a broken or complete corpse in a burst of blood mist.
He had to spend more mana to add protective magic to the second batch of personal guards before bringing back complete information.
The group of storm rats ignited, in a physical sense, but the strongest ones among them had almost rushed in front of the engineering warlocks despite the flames. .... "Very good! Send the order, now, attack on all fronts!"
The Warlock Engineer has no chance to fiddle with his useless engineering equipment anymore.
Three hundred meters away, just as he expected, Eski could no longer care about the Rat Lin in his hands.
Eski aimed at the Storm Rat, which was almost in front of him, and pressed the trigger for the last time. However, even if the gun was placed only five meters away from the Storm Rat and fired intensively, there was no way to focus on the target.
This magic's protective effect against missile attacks has transcended physical boundaries.
The reason why these storm rat things in front of us can rush up so quickly despite the Scorch Flame Technique is purely because of the shining magic on their bodies.
Green light runes.
Those armors were enchanted, and the enchanting methods were different from those of Skry.
Since he had left no protection at all for Rekik's soldiers, they were now on the brink of death.
However, this was also part of the plan. From the beginning, he planned to use close combat to solve the problem.
"Melee combat is good for me! Stormvermin things!"
With that said, Esky rushed towards the Storm Rats.
At this moment, a horn sounded, and the ground began to tremble slightly. If you look carefully, you can see that it was caused by countless claws stamping on the ground. The smoke in the distance had already heralded the arrival of the Skaven army.
But behind Esky, Ratlin had no rats to operate, and Rickek's soldiers were still lying on the ground.
A waist knife penetrated Storm Rat's eyes and came out from the back of his head. Ikrit quickly jumped on the body of Storm Rat and took back his waist knife from his head.
"You're finally here."
Eski stepped up his spells and cast several small dimensional lightnings to harvest the lives of several distant Storm Rats.
"Everyone retreated to the fortress at the back. There were thick lead plates on top to resist the sound of the bells."
Iklit yelled at the clanrats who were almost dead, but few could answer his call anymore.
Seeing this, Iklit's waist knife continuously slashed at the chest of a storm rat wrapped in heavy armor at a speed invisible to the naked eye, so that the opponent's chest armor turned red, melted, and even... Finally it burst into flames.
Hot molten iron and flames splashed onto another Storm Rat, causing him to cover his face in pain before his throat was cut with a knife.
"These things are of no use. We have to kill the Gray Prophet. He was the one who made the first move this time. And the Moss clan didn't take action."
Eski stretched out his paws and stared at the black-robed rat waving a flag in the distance on the observer screen.
"I know that Quickwall's face is not good in front of the Moss clan."
Ikrit said, and also stretched out his claws. The moment he held them, green smoke enveloped them.
The teleportation point selected by Eski was at the feet of the scout who signaled. As expected, the Gray Prophet appeared in front of him.
This mouse with gray fur and long curved horns was hurriedly swallowing the contents of its mouth.
Although a large number of Skaven had gathered on both sides of him, he still felt panic facing the Engineer Warlock, especially at such a close distance. .... Seeing the fine green residue at the corner of his mouth, Esky couldn't help but mocked.
"The Horned Rat is really looking after you, Gray Seer. It's a miracle that you haven't burst your body after eating so many dimension stones in one go."
Esky said, looking at the clock at the feet of the Gray Prophet.
The second sight showed that this was not a miracle. The direction of the energy flow resonated with the large bell at his feet. That bell could increase the endurance of the Skaven Warpstone in a way that Esky did not know.
I really want to seize this thing. This unusual screaming bell should be quite precious to the Gray Prophet.
As for the pressure from the Prophet clan, as long as it goes too far, it should be fine.
Eski didn't believe that the chief engineer, Mosquita, had not studied this kind of thing in private.
Maybe the dimensional force field generator refers to the principle of this thing.
However, the priority is the Gray Prophet who is condensing the energy of dimensional lightning in his hand.
If he continues to compress it, the kind of plasma he used before will form.
"To Bo? I'm not a fool."
Eski raised his hand and a stream of blue-black air blew in the direction of the Gray Prophet.
The curse of the soul immediately penetrated the magic shield, causing the Gray Prophet's will to become unbalanced, and he immediately lost complete control of magic. The magic shield
The intensity also dropped to its minimum at this time.
100 dimensional lightning struck the shield, instantly shattering it like glass.
The hasty Anoquayan called the gray portal and flew towards the Gray Prophet faster than the arrows.
Before he could break free from the shackles of his soul, the Gray Prophet's upper body entered the other side of the portal at the same time as the energy gathered on his staff.
Almost at the moment when the Gray Prophet's chest had just entered the portal, Eski quickly closed the portal.
Half of the mouse's body, including the remaining part without its elbow, fell to the ground.
Esky passed through the storm rats and clan rats who had wanted to resist just now, but now quickly knelt on the ground like newborn mouse cubs, and came to the remains of the Gray Prophet.
He quickly cut off the Gray Prophet's tail and hind claws with his claws, and picked up the remnants of his elbows. These are quite valuable magic materials, especially valuable when using summoning magic.
Until then, he stared blankly at the remains of the corpse on the ground. The Gray Prophet's death was far smoother than Esky expected.
It even made him suspect that the previous series of preparations were all in vain.
Although this result relied on means other than Skaven.
Looking down at the blue and black marks on his chest, Eski took a sip. He felt that he was becoming more and more dependent on Nagash's magic now, at a time when Nagash was still threatening his life.
These magics are really easy to use, but hidden dangers are always there.
"Where is your master?"
Ikrit asked the black-robed rat who had just jumped down from the roof.
"The rebel masters have gone to deal with their headquarters."
After speaking, he let out a piercing sound of birdsong, which was echoed in the distance. …."It will probably be successful in a while."
He continued to answer.
Then there was no problem. Ikrit relaxed his mind and rested in Gray Prophet's car. This was the only clean place to sit nearby.
Eski walked near the pile of corpses he had made. The corpses that had been beaten to pieces by Rattlin and were piled into a hill at the street corner made Eski silent for a moment, and then he said to Ikrit.
"We are still not mature enough politically, Lord Ikrit."
Ikrit shook his head, stretched his aching paws, and patted Eski on the shoulder.
"There is no way to receive these troops without loss, even I can't think of it."
"At least the Moss clan has said it will cooperate with us, and that's enough."
Eshiriga suddenly appeared and Eski's eyes immediately turned to him.
"I have to ask in advance, will your intelligence and public opinion personnel hype this incident up in the big city into another struggle between Skary and the Gray Prophet?"
Eshiliga suddenly fell silent.
He hadn't even thought about such a long time ago, but the engineering warlock reminded him.
"Don't get me wrong, if you want to promote it, it's not impossible."
Eski shrugged.
"However, you have to help me get back some information from the big city, about Skary's chief engineering warlock, Mosquita."
"No, I won't publicize it anymore. I don't want to live long if I offend Mosquita!"
Eshiliga immediately refused.
"Skeleton! Attack!"
"Grandpa, are you launching an attack at this time? It's really a good time, right after we both lose."
Eski smiled and said that he had retained so much mana that he could just use it.
Reciting Anoquayan, a piece of earth blood was released on the bodies of the rats. The engineering warlock smiled at Ikrit who looked ugly.
"At least it is better than sending troops while we are fighting. Nagash is not something that will be defeated easily. We must continue to prepare for war. The real war has just begun."
Just talking
, Eski's face became more and more ugly, and he fell to the ground.
"ah!"
Eski looked down and saw that the traces of divine power began to fade, and the marks of the undead began to spread rapidly.
"Nagash!"
The engineer warlock painfully suppressed the pain in his chest, but there was no white moonlight to supplement it, so he could only use the wind of life to continue to maintain his body.
He grabbed two prisoners of war and sacrificed them to Lilith's magic circle. After gaining a little bit of divine power, the spreading trend was slightly suppressed.
Touching the bulging traces on his face that exuded the aura of the dead, Eski said with a ferocious expression.
"It seems that entering the Garden of Nurgle and finding a guide are necessary."
These matters must rely on the nine volumes of Nüganqi.
Esky thought of the Nvganqi demon on the ship. From that time on, Nvganqi had settled things now?
"I want to return to Skull immediately. You first command these things to fight."
After speaking to the warlords, Eski turned his attention to the rats on the ground.
"Normally, the defeated ones have to be demoted to slave rats, but this time, you can continue to be clan rats. Go out and fight the skeletons!"… After saying that, a green light flashed, and Eski had arrived at a The interior of the old engineer's factory.
"I also need a talented engineering warlock apprentice to do some more risky things."
Esky got straight to the point.
"This is easy to handle. I have a disciple who would like to learn from other engineering warlocks."
The engineering warlock's eyes lit up with greedy light.
Eski got closer and closer, lowering his voice.
"I'm threatening you. I'm going to find a way to deal with it. Give it to me for free? I didn't even ask you to collect money for dealing with this kind of thing. Is that a good conscience?"
The older engineering warlock adjusted his goggles and said displeased.
"At least you have to give me more on the order."
"The first batch of orders will give you an extra 1,000 dimensional coins."
The deal between the two rats was concluded quickly, and about ten minutes later, Eski received his new apprentice, Termilan.
Eski smiled kindly at his apprentice, but said in his heart: Maybe this is a very talented apprentice, but there is a high probability that it will end here.
"Okay, my apprentice, you need to follow me to get a magic book called the Book of Destiny, which is very effective for magic. I will teach you some new magic to heal yourself."
As Eski said, he wrote some fiery runes on the rat skin paper, which smelled of Akshay that smelled of cinnamon.
Considering the connection between life magic and Nurgle, Esky did not plan to teach this new apprentice life magic, but planned to let him heal himself with fire magic.
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How can Tao survive when things perish?
