"Stop, give me some."
Eski held the bloody corpse, let the rough red and brown meat enter his mouth, and chewed it carefully.
In addition to the smell of rat people, this piece of meat also has a strong mutton smell.
"Which clan is a cross between a rat thing and a ewe?"
Although I don't want to believe it, this thing does have brown fur, not the black color of the storm rat.
Coupled with the taste of rat people in the meat, there is a high probability that it has clan rat genes.
As a chaotic and twisted mortal race, the Skaven are not reproductively isolated from any other species in the world, but the fetuses born will be born twisted by chaos.
But...right now, will this suspicion really mutate to this extent?
It looks more like a laboratory failure.
After taking a few steps into the interior, one can vaguely see the smooth tunnels used to process aberrant hybrids in the breeding pits in the distance.
"We need to go a little deeper and test whether this thing can last long enough to fight..."
Eski stretched out his claws backwards, not touching the ogre that was supposed to be following behind, and looked back angrily.
"Zorgor, what are you doing?"
Zogor still stayed at the door, chewing the aberration's raw meat.
He held a few freshly dug eyeballs still connected with tubes in his hand, and stretched them in the direction of Eski.
"These eyeballs, eaten with different mouths, don't have the same taste."
As he spoke, Zogor swallowed the two eyeballs in his hand with the two mouths on his tongue.
"Eyeballs?"
Eski walked over in confusion, took one out of the half-parted body of the aberration, and opened the deep magic vision.
"The response to chaotic energy is quite active. It seems that this ghost place can also be used to farm black magic materials."
"But now, put down what you are holding, there will be more aberrations waiting for you later!"
The ogre drank up the aberration's brains in one gulp, as if sucking pudding.
"Okay, okay, engineer, I'll be here right away."
Zogor replied in ratman language that was much clearer than before.
The entire test took about two hours in almost complete darkness.
Under the continuous cutting of the chain sword, large areas of plasma and meat paste were left in the tunnel that originally contained only filth and debris, which could be licked by the weak aberrations.
The ogre also had a good meal at the same time.
After eating two pots of stew, he ate so many aberrations again that the ogre didn't even say that he was full.
Esky looked at the powered armor that was stained red by plasma, but the aberration only had minor scratches, and couldn't help but cursed secretly.
Under the deep magic field of vision, red and pink-purple light appeared there.
"Ogre? The noble engineer warlock of the Skry clan actually uses such a lowly creature?"
As soon as the door was opened, a biting sarcasm in rat language came out of the light.
The ogre covered his eyes, which had been adapted to the darkness for a long time, so as not to see the dazzling green light. Esky's eyes hidden under the observer could see clearly who was coming.
It was a clan rat with a face covered in wriggling tumors and a small piece of warpstone embedded in it. ....The weapon he held in his hand was like a riot fork, but it had spikes inside, and the magic reaction on the surface could be detected under magic vision.
Among the Skaven, only one clan wears such attire.
"Model clan?"
Eski walked slowly outside, looking at the big man around the rat man with fear - a man with a rat head, a huge body covered with suture marks caused by surgery, and claws bigger than Eski's head. Got a lot of monsters.
This made the model of the Model clan have an increasingly obvious smile on his lips. He took a step back and exposed his neck, as if to show submission. In Eski's view,
But it's more like ridicule.
"Ankenor, Model's trapper. I heard from some people that you brought this stupid creature into the underground labyrinth. Why don't you use our weapons?"
Ankenuo asked, approaching the expressionless ogre who was still chewing on a piece of bloody thigh in his hand.
Looking at the ogre's appearance, the trapper said with even more disgust.
"I heard that you spent a Thirteen Claw Dimension Coin to buy these things, which is more expensive than our quotation."
"Look at our rat troll."
"It combines the strength of an ogre with the flexibility of a rat-man, a perfect weapon developed after thirteen transformation surgeries."
"You only need Twelve Claw Dimension Coins, plus a few unimportant political treaties, to bring them back to your clan."
With that said, Ankenuo pressed the button on the "explosion-proof fork". After a moment of uncomfortable movement, the rat troll roared, and the trapper continued.
"You see, my rat troll is faster than your ogre."
At the same time as these words were spoken, the rat troll attacked the ogre who was eating.
Under Esky's extraordinary vision, the rat troll's claws were swung as fast as an ordinary Skaven, about three times faster than the movement speed of a human arm.
Its claws attacked Zogor's head lying outside before the ogre put down its fleshy legs. ap.
The demon engine made a buzzing sound, and the claws just hit the breastplate of the brand-new power armor, leaving dent marks.
Just when the rat troll was about to withdraw its claws, Zogor's smooth right hand, which was originally holding the raw meat, successfully grabbed its arm.
The demon engine made a louder buzzing sound. Zogor pulled the rat troll's arm back hard, and the rat troll's body broke from its chest, and red, black, yellow, and green body fluids flowed all over the floor. yes.
Eski walked up to the rat troll and was happy to see the white ribs clearly visible under the torn off skin.
"It seems that your rat troll is not very good?"
The engineering warlock mocked mercilessly.
"This, this is not the power of an ogre! That stupid thing!"
Anok slapped himself and immediately came back to his senses. His eyes suddenly became fanatical and he looked at Eski.
"I, I know! Skull's, Skull's creation!"
"Engineer, I'm sure that if your technology can be combined with Model's technology, we will be able to create the most powerful weapon in the world, and we can win any war."... "I am not in the big city. Having seen this kind of technology, this technology must be your unique creation, so even if we cooperate, Mosquita's...I mean, the chief engineering warlock will not find it."
This actually made Esky wonder. Do the Ratmen of Model have no shame at all?
Generally speaking, for a rat man who does not allow his authority to be challenged at all, his blatant ridicule just now is enough to be asked to duel, or to be assassinated.
"I said, I've laughed at you so much, why don't you still?"
Esky asked confused.
"That's nothing, Engineer!"
Ankenode's tone became more and more fanatical as he approached the engineering warlock.
"I'm a clan rat! You see, those black-haired people called me a brown-haired bastard a lot of times. I ate the dimension stone and became stronger than them. I ate them all."
"So, you will do this to me in the future?"
The engineer warlock sneered.
Seeing that the trapper wanted to say something, he immediately stopped him.
"Shut up, Model's stuff, I will place some orders with you later, don't use your noisy throat to force me to do it now."
With that said, he took the ogre away with his teleportation ability, leaving only the words of Model's trapper.
"Wait, work
Cheng Warlock! Those black-skinned guys are just relying on their bodies, we are cooperating as equals! "
Returning to Scully's restaurant, after placing the ogre, he carved runes on the parts in the factory.
Esky recalled what had just happened and moved his paws uneasily.
He did not intend to explain the principle of power armor, and the main reason for his unwillingness to deepen cooperation was as unknown as the source of the current uneasiness.
Since the future and the past are one in the Chaos Demon Realm, the technology of the Demon Engine is more than three thousand years ahead of Skaven.
If spread widely now, it would make the Skaven too powerful.
The one who threatens the world is the Skaven, who might actually be able to destroy the world and rule its ashes.
If it evolves into 40K-level technology and hits the Middle Ages, Eski doesn't even know how to prevent the destruction of Skaven.
The other world-destroying forces alone are enough for him to worry about.
Grimgor Ironhide can defeat the Chaos Dwarves with train cannons, the Ogre Empire with the Big Maw God, the Wasteland Chaos with all four gods and demons, and Cathay ruled by the ancient dragon clan. He is proficient in assassination and can kill giants alone. The Eshin Clan of Dragons.
All this shows that the green skin is constantly strengthening.
Even without the Skaven, Undead, Chaos and other forces that want to destroy the world, the Greenskins will probably eventually destroy the world.
There are also lizard people. If one day Mazdamudi can unify the lizard people's thoughts and decide to restart the big plan, Master Ma will lead his friends to destroy the world personally.
The railguns of the God Engine and the Slann magic that moved mountains and reclaimed seas were enough to reshape the world.
Counting this way, there are five known world-destroying forces, and there is not just one Archaon.
How to ensure the fragile balance among them without turning them into super doubled strength due to the butterfly effect, Esky is not willing to think about it. ….But if the Model clan’s strength increases, will it be helpful in this battle?
Nurgle's garden is not a place that can be penetrated casually.
Even Skarbrand, who had chased him all over the place before, with the demon army of Khorne, could hardly penetrate the happy home of "Fat Brother" and "Little Cutie".
With such contradictory feelings, after the finished parts were enough to build another pair of power armor, Esky arrived at the new headquarters of the Model clan.
Ankenuo welcomed Esky quite warmly and invited him into the laboratory.
There are glasses everywhere, metal containers, ceramic containers, pipes, and whatnot.
There are light or dark green medicines in glass bottles, and a large amount of these unknown medicines are being injected into the bodies of ordinary slave rats, wolf rats, or various other animals by lab rats wearing gas masks.
Not long after, they either mutated into a ball of rotten flesh, or grew some strange limbs, and were killed by Model's trappers.
Only a few lucky ones are taken deeper by the predators.
Around this scene, Ankenuo frowned, but it was not at the tragic fate of the experimental subjects.
"So, you plan to buy a batch of wolf rats from the Hell Pit?"
The trapper was quite dissatisfied. He thought the engineering warlock was here to discuss cooperation, but that was all.
But the next second, he returned to smiling.
"It's okay if you don't want to cooperate, but I have one more question."
"From some secret channels, we learned that you plan to enter the Chaos Demon Realm, and you are going to the garden of the Plague Father."
Seeing the surprised look on Eski's face, the trapper's smile grew brighter.
"We will provide you with the rat trolls and the wolf rats you need. There is no charge, but it is not provided for free either."
"I will send our troops. We had a brief internal exchange before. It was agreed that the Garden of the Plaguefather, a place free of inanimate things, holds what we need."
The trapper pointed at the new experimental subjects that were being tested again and shook his head.
"There are limits to the giant beasts in the world. After creating the rat troll, we were worried about whether we could create a stronger weapon."
Eski asked after a moment of silence.
"So, your legion is leaving the underground fortress?"
"Of course, after defeating the undead troops here."
Ankenuo shrugged, but in exchange for Eski's displeasure.
"I know you will put new biological weapons into the battlefield."
"But all the lord-level combat forces in Skary will not enter the ground battlefield, and my ogres will not enter unless it is determined that Nagash is incapable of fighting."
"Only the clan rats can go to war immediately."
"This will have an impact on the Skryre clan's business, do you understand?"
A little green spark emerged from the engineering warlock's paws, curled his fur, and continued.
"Can you solve this problem?"
In response to the engineering warlock's almost interrogative tone, the trapper's yellow sharp teeth were exposed under his smile.
"Of course not, Engineer Warlock. However, soon the War Council and the Gray Seers will let you solve our problems."
"Then I'll wait."
The meeting ended quickly in an unpleasant atmosphere.
Teleporting back to the Skry clan, Eski immediately convened a meeting in a factory.
Since the area of the industrial area is not small, it is not as dense as the laboratory. Unlike Eski, the engineering warlocks who have rich mana and dare to use teleportation spells look like they are about to get angry.
However, Eski's tone was even darker than theirs.
"I haven't heard from you yet how many troops our Skryre clan has now."
Eski glanced at the newly built barracks below the industrial area. Through them, he could estimate the number of troops to be in the tens of thousands.
But no one has ever reported the exact number.
Until now, he didn't even know how many were private soldiers of the engineering warlocks and how many were transferred over by the chief engineering warlock.
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How can Tao survive when things perish?
