Corpse God? He had never heard of such a god.
And, the holy number 13?
Yodrick narrowed his eyes. The little white flying squirrel seemed to know a lot of things they didn't know, but if the big horned squirrel didn't intend to ask, he didn't intend to ask either.
Looking up and looking at the black skeleton completely surrounded by green flames, Yodrick felt the greatest vigilance in his heart.
Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on his face.
The green flames surrounding Nagash were subsequently removed. Although the skeleton could not make a vivid expression, the flickering flames in its eyes still showed that Nagash was not at peace in his heart.
Right now, he was no longer in the mood to kill these lackeys of "god".
The previous collision of magical energy has caused changes in the nearby environment.
Eski looked around. In his magical vision, the disgusting black viscous liquid covered the entire mountain wall. It was the black magic energy Dahl, the energy formed after the magical wind was shattered. Read the book
Previously, the fierce collision of chaotic energy made the magical wind here extremely chaotic.
Even without the deliberate creation of black magic users, a large number of Dahl were generated under the constant collision of the magical winds split from the chaotic energy.
Since these energies are not controlled by any caster, they begin to corrupt and infect reality from the moment they are born.
The thick rock formations that were originally transformed into steel by the wind of metal began to twist and became more and more like life. Eski could hear the heart of the stone beating. He couldn't even tell whether this was an illusion or not.
Under the magical vision, his eyes could see clearly that the reality had been cracked by small cracks due to the impact of these ever-changing chaotic energies and the constant corruption of Dar.
Nagash said that he also relies on a crack in his body that leads to the Chaos Demon Realm to extract mana.
With the two combined, the barrier between chaos and reality is permanently weakening.
If this energy is allowed to continue to develop, the final outcome of Cripple Peak is likely to become a small chaotic wasteland, just like the polluted ancient saint portals at the north and south poles of the planet that cannot be purified by the maelstrom. Same area.
In the silence between the devil and the immortal, the white flying squirrel came out and laughed.
"With the cracks and the veins of warpstone, it seems that it won't be long before this place becomes a place filled with demons."
As if he had caught Nagash's Achilles' heel, Esky's laughter became more and more harsh, and he even bent down, almost laughing out loud.
He stood on the mineral vein and faced off against the opponent, and it really paid off.
Vomiting the contents of his stomach on the ground, he put away his magic and looked at Nagash with his eyes that turned red again.
"We may not be able to defeat you, but it is too easy to prevent you from sealing the cracks here. We will use hundreds of millions of rat lives to fill your magic, and you can only watch another Chaos Portal appear in this world. "
"Excessive chaos energy pours into this world, and the elves' maelstrom system will completely collapse."
"Everywhere in this world will become a place where demons can descend at will, and every living thing will turn into a beastman or similar chaotic creature."
"You don't want the world that should belong to you to be taken away by the Chaos Gods, right?"
Eski pointed his claws at Nagash and suggested.
"Allow us to withdraw below the fourth mining area and stop attacking our fortress. This way we will not send troops to disrupt you while you are dealing with the Chaos Rift. What do you think?"
After hesitating for a long time, the black bones floating in the air finally eliminated the magic aura in his hand.
"Can."
The cold black holes in Nagash's eyes reflected a murderous intent.
But compared to the demons who could still be regarded as great enemies after he became a god, the death of a mere mouse a few months later, no, maybe a month, would have no impact.
Although the agreement has been reached verbally, the big and small looked at the Naga in the sky.
What, slowly step back.
It wasn't until they reached the downward tunnel and were about to disappear from Nagash's sight that they finally turned into a mad dash backwards.
Eski still felt uneasy, so he patted the passages on both sides to close the tunnel behind him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he also knew that this was just deceiving himself in front of Nagash, who had already learned the teleportation spell.
Turning around, the Disaster Lord, who could only huddle in the tunnel because of his tall body, looked at Esky with an unkind expression, obviously very dissatisfied with his proposal.
"You lost your chance to kill the Horned Rat's great enemy."
Yodrick revealed his red-yellow front teeth. The metal layer on them allowed his teeth to crush any mineral, and it was even easier to crush the little mouse in front of him.
What's the point of throwing away your life to stop an enemy like that?
In his opinion, even losing hundreds of millions of rat lives is just a matter of course.
The descendants of the Horned Rat should die for the Horned Rat.
As for him, even if he died in this world anyway, he would just return to the Chaos Demon Realm and wait for resurrection, so it didn't matter.
Esky grabbed the opponent's paw, and green flames appeared on the white fur.
"Even the Horned Rat should know that Nagash cannot be killed by living creatures. You can only defeat both ends."
As he spoke, the three runes of white, green, and pink on Eski's body lit up at the same time.
The Lord of Disaster even saw a flash of blue light on the back of his neck.
He couldn't help but twitch his lips and retracted his teeth, as if the blessing from the gods was free of charge.
Generally speaking, gods will not give blessings so easily. Even if they do, they should mutate into various weird things due to the conflict between different divine powers.
This little rat's luck is a little too good.
Seeing Yodrick give in, Eski's voice became a little louder.
"The wastes before just threw away the Eighth Mine. Now, from the Fourth Mine to the Eighth Mine, these five mines were won by my calculations and words."
"what do you want?"
Quickwall spoke at this time.
Meeting his gaze, Eski felt a little less confident.
"Does the Lord of Disaster interfere in the politics of this world?"
he asked tentatively.
"Don't interfere."
After getting the answer from the former Gray Prophet, Esky's tail started to move excitedly again.
"I want to lead the military and political affairs on the front line. No, the leadership still belongs to Ikrit. I want the power to directly modify the front line strategy."
Quickwall and Yodrick looked at each other, and finally Quickwall spoke.
"Find the descending Pillar of Commandment first, otherwise we won't be able to survive in this world for too long."
"Don't worry about this, it's just in the council hall of the underground fortress."
With that said, Eski sealed the passage they had just moved through again.
As the metal wind continued to surge, Eski estimated that it would have been at least two Horned Rat hours, about three or four hours, before he returned to the underground fortress.
Both Disaster Lords have arrived at the Pillar of Commandment.
The Gray Prophet's apprentices moved over all the things he had used during his lifetime, but obviously the sizes of those things were no longer suitable.
"I will immediately place an order with Dacheng to customize new tools for the noble Lord of Disaster."
His apprentice lowered his entire body almost to the ground and spoke respectfully.
The people of the Slippery clan also smiled flatteringly and asked their servants to carry the box into the parliament hall. After unfolding it, there were two kinds of silky fabrics, white and purple inside.
"Lord Disaster, this is the silk robbed from the ogres in the East. It is a specialty of the Eastern Silk Country. Although it is not as good as the product of the Great Horned Rat Domain on the noble lord over there, it is still the best quality product in our hands. .”
When Yodrick heard this, his eyes twitched.
It was said that the silk on his body was not from Zed, nor was it the palace of Slaanesh where he could be produced at will.
But in front of him, Eski had poured him another large bowl of black wine, with the same smile, and the level of respect was far better than that of the Slippery clan over there. This was brewed from the black corn of the big city.
However, there is a reason for Eski's respect.
Two engineering drawings were placed in front of him.
"If you could go back to the future, ask Ictor Talon some engineering questions for me. For example, how his power armor and warpstone reactor were built."
"The best thing is to have him help me change these two drawings and send them back to this era."
After hearing Eski's words, even if he kept drinking the black wine, there was almost no taste left.
Even if the Chaos Demon Realm has no concept of time, wanting to travel through time and space at will is really a dream. This little mouse is lucky to be summoned this time.
However, the atmosphere in the parliament was broken for a moment with Eski's departure. In the doubtful eyes of a group of congressmen, the rats in black robes led Eski towards the ruins of Scully in the distance.
Such doubts only existed for a moment, and the disgusting rat noises resounded in the parliament again.
"Someone from the Skryri clan is here, from the big city."
When Eshiriga took a few minutes to find Esky, he was so shocked by the news that his head was a little dizzy.
When a large number of slave rat transport trucks appeared in front of him among the ruins, he finally forced his brain to accept it.
After getting closer to the team and taking a closer look, Eski discovered through his clothes that the leader, Skaven, who was wearing a gray robe and carrying a metal can, turned out to be a great engineering warlock.
The other party didn't talk nonsense to him, and directly took out a sign engraved with the rune of destruction. It was a talisman given by the chief engineering warlock to fully represent himself.
Seeing Eski's approval, he unfolded a rat-skin scroll sealed with fire paint and read out.
「
Special approval from Chief Engineer Warlock:
Eski Engineer Warlock, promoted to Grand Engineer Warlock.
Granted the right to participate in the Clan Council, and can use the identity talisman to dispatch no more than three engineering warlocks.
"
As he spoke, a talisman engraved with Eski's exclusive IE pattern was thrown into his hand.
Before he could find out what effect this thing had, the great engineering warlock mysteriously let a dozen storms disperse and took out a small wooden box.
"and this."
After the box was opened, what appeared immediately caught the white mouse's attention, and his red eyes nearly popped out.
"What's this?"
Although Eski was asking, he already had the answer in his mind.
That thing is very much like a phone, but there is no phone line connection. You can judge by the shape that it is definitely something similar to a phone.
But according to what he knew about the technological level of the clan when he left the big city, the current Skryre clan should not have invented the telephone. That invention should have happened after Ictor Claw was born.
The great engineering warlock in front of him approached Eski's ear and whispered a warning.
"The thing the chief engineer warlock just got is called a remote calling device. This thing is very precious. There is only one set. It is used to communicate directly with the chief engineer warlock. We will take it with us when we leave."
Suddenly, a harsh bell rang. Eski looked down and saw that it was indeed the phone.
The ringtone of the phone was so Skaven-like, and he was complaining in his heart. Eski stared at the Great Engineer Warlock who picked up the receiver, and pricked up his ears, but he heard nothing except the Great Engineer Warlock's voice.
"Hello? Yes, yes, we have arrived at the council hall on the front line. Eski Grand Engineer Warlock? He is here."
With that said, the great engineering warlock handed the receiver into Eski's hand and whispered.
"It's the Chief Engineer Warlock."
Eschi suddenly became excited, put the receiver to his ear, and said hurriedly.
"Chief Engineer Warlock, if the Scurvy Clan had not been able to replenish a large number of soldiers and supplies to the front in time, the current war situation would not have reached this point."
The only thing that came from the receiver was Mosquita's words, which had no trace of biological texture, were full of weird accents, and seemed unusually smooth.
"I don't need an excuse."
The white flying squirrel wiped the sweat from his head, touched a lot of grease, and said hurriedly.
"Of course - of course, I mean, maybe Clan Skryre could propose forming a Skaven navy directly under the Council."
"The Scurvy Clan is really useless. If it weren't for my cleverness, they would have died under the pointy-eared navy. Mirza, the engineer warlock, also died in that naval battle."
However, Mosquita on the other end of the phone didn't seem interested and just asked.
"How is the situation on the front line?"
Esky immediately became energetic, his voice became more ups and downs, and his tail began to flap wildly on the ground.
Even his colleagues on the side noticed his flapping wings.
"The losses on the front line are too great now. Of all the engineering warlocks, I am the only one who has survived. The two noble disaster lords, the horned supreme demon, are also at a disadvantage."
"If you ask me, if you give that dead man some more time, maybe he can get close to the Horned Supreme. Of course, he is absolutely - absolutely incomparable to the Horned Supreme."
"I just made an agreement with him. Before he repairs the Chaos Crack, we own the nine mines below the fourth mine."
"Despite this, our being driven out of Cripple Peak is just a destined outcome. Unless Nagash is made powerless or for some other reason, unable to interfere in the battle on the front line."
"But if we interfere while he is repairing it, it will only make us driven out of Cripple Peak faster and give this place to the Four Gods of Chaos."
Mosquita on the opposite side was silent for a while, as if he was processing the amount of information in these words. After a while, he spoke again.
"What are you going to do about it?"
Esky blinked his eyelids and was silent for a moment before speaking.
"I know some information about the future. The warpstone and the metal of the dwarf stuff, Grimnir, can be smelted into a new alloy in the industrial area of the city."
"Use that new type of alloy to forge a sword, use the best engineering warlocks in the city to engrave the strongest runes of destruction on it, and then let the best gray prophets in the Prophet Council add magic to it to the maximum extent."
"We can get a weapon that can kill gods, although this weapon will also destroy the user itself. However, using a lead box and adding the thirteen most powerful seals can prevent the transport team from being killed during transportation."
After listening to Esky for a long time, Mosquita said.
"You are really as interesting as the remote buzzer in your hand."
The chief engineer warlock's words seemed to be praising him, but the mechanical sound gave Esky an inexplicable sense of terror.
"My body is blessed by other chaos gods, two of the four chaos gods, the Prince of Darkness and the Lord of Change. These interesting things may not be a good thing, but I will..."
Before Eski could finish speaking, Mosquita interrupted him.
"God is not important."
"Is the semi-finished product you took away completed?"
