The light green barrier twists like a wave in front. It is blocking Esky and can compare to the temperature of a furnace.
Not only the skeletons, but also the rock walls around the tunnel turned red due to the high temperature. After they melted, little bits of red glowing liquid gathered to form the magma, and the green flames were still releasing their remaining heat.<
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The rats behind Eski were staring dumbly at what was happening in front of them. The Storm Rat curled up like a humble slave.
The original height of 1.8 meters looks like less than 1.5 meters.
In the silence, a rat in red armor took over. His voice trembled, but he still accused the engineering warlock with a little anger.
"You burned our commission, and you killed the leader of the Nakli mercenary group."
The unknown rat voice behind him made Eski hold his white beard and mutter to himself.
"Commission, dimension stone? Let me tell you, the magic energy I invested should not be so strong."
Turning around, the engineer warlock cast his sights on this group of storm rats of different colors, which made him laugh out loud the next second.
"The Five Colors Team? What kind of magical girl?"
Esky said with a smile. He came here in a hurry just now and didn't notice the costumes of these storm rats.
The faces of the rats showed confusion about the unfamiliar language. Only then did the white-haired engineering warlock remember what the situation was. He straightened his face, stretched his right paw towards the storm rats, and pulled all the storm rats away.
I was so frightened that I took a few steps back.
"Little bastard, haven't you ever thought that if I can burn so many skeletons, I can also burn you?"
The engineer warlock's words caused the few storm rats who were standing to shrink down.
They had clearly seen the fate of the previous leader Nakli - turning into fly ash and bright red liquid.
It is natural for the strong to dominate the weak.
"Why do you have such powerful spells? Among the mages I have seen, I have never seen such a strong attack ability."
The Red Captain who was kneeling on the ground asked, although his appearance was funny enough, it also meant a challenge to authority.
The Engineer Warlock, who had entered a serious Skaven state, immediately discovered this.
"Do I need to tell you more, little bastard?"
The engineering warlock looked straight at the storm rat, who was still no shorter than himself after kneeling down, and made a dark and sharp sound in his throat.
"No, no, no, he is just a damn idiot, but my lord, with your abilities, you can definitely be a real member of the parliament in the big city, so why are you here."
The red leader lowered his head and exposed his neck. His submissive look seemed to say that he really thought so.
"That's because you don't know anything about the strength of the parliament."
The engineering warlock raised his paw to hold the storm rat's chin, and his two pairs of scarlet eyes looked at each other.
"If the Chief Engineer Warlock needs me to fight for the last seat in the Council and become a member of the Decay Lords, I will go. But that has nothing to do with you, a humble mercenary captain."
"Also, if your legs and feet are not faster, what you want to get from Staden will not exist."
With that said, Esky put down the Storm Rat and focused his gaze on the endless, impenetrable flames and lava in the passage.
A large piece of mantra flowed out of Eski's mouth, and a small group of green droplets formed by the wind of life were attracted by the rock and resonated with the earth.
About 50CN of magic energy was easily sucked in, the temporary mana pool dissipated, and a stream of water surged through the baked red rocks, pouring into the blazing green flames.
The liquid evaporated immediately, but a steady stream of clear water poured out, competing with flames and lava for control of the underground passage.
Finally, a violent explosion appeared from over there, and the flames and lava disappeared, leaving only hot water vapor and the still surging clear spring.
However, this violent explosion caused the rock wall on the top of the passage to collapse.
Another large group of green liquid wrapped around the legs of the engineering warlock flowed and covered the rock walls on both sides. Tengman stretched out from both sides out of thin air, supporting the passage that was about to collapse.
After doing all this, the engineering warlock's eyes returned to the Storm Rats and his party.
The red rat took the lead in leading his subordinates through the green barrier and broke into the passage where some scorching steam was still scattered. Even though the floor made the pads of his feet sting, he did not dare to lead his subordinates back.
Avoid the heat.
Looking at the group of mercenaries getting further and further away, Esky slowly walked towards the direction of the Gray Prophet.
The magical aura did not appear around the decaying rat man, and the weak aura made this old guy covered with gray-white sarcoma feel as if he was about to die immediately.
"It seems you are very good at dealing with these things."
The Gray Prophet said feebly that what was rare was that such a conversation showed the engineering warlock that the Gray Prophet's mind was rarely sober.
"It's just a matter of burning thousands of skeletons. Can't the Gray Prophet also do it?"
The engineer warlock took off the long-destroyed observer on his head, his scarlet eyes intertwined with his white fur, and the dim light of the warpstone dyed them all a faint green.
Raising his head, the white-haired rat looked up at the rat man, who was older but taller than him.
"I remember that the Gray Seers' favorite method was to use the Earth Fissure Technique to bury them into the abyss."
Quickwall looked at the green vines supporting the entire passage in the distance, as if muttering to himself.
"I'm too old, but the Horned Rat needs my abilities."
The horned rat needs it?
But in the past, the old gray prophet did not show the power he should have, although he released several beneficial spells and guided the clan rats to perform ritual magic that could contact the horned rats.
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However, his own magic power consumption is not much.
The engineer warlock didn't like the feeling of being confused, so blue light immediately covered Eski's eyes.
Blue electric sparks flashed in the corners of the engineering warlock's eyes. He borrowed the wind of Aegir to open a deeper magical vision than his second sight.
The old gray prophet doesn't have much mana, about 2500-3000CN, which is much less than Eski's upper limit.
Above his skull, behind the triangular runes carved on the bones, there is a pool of mana that is like an eternal solidification.
The green warpstone energy stored there, which is regarded as a gift from the Horned Rat, is so much that Eski cannot calculate it in a short time.
"Are you accumulating mana? Is this for dealing with Nagash?"
Before the Gray Prophet could respond, Eski continued speaking on his own.
"Breaking spells is the easiest way, but the mana required is still quite huge, so you need these mana pools?"
"But, I have studied all the oracle texts you interpreted, and I have also learned most of the magic, and there is no mention of storing magic. Is this the horned rat?..."
Before Eski could continue speaking, the Gray Prophet interrupted him.
"I will die at the hands of the Burning One."
Gray Prophet's tone was quite calm, and he had obviously accepted his fate.
"Is this your fate? That's why you can live for so long? Only he can kill you."
During the previous battle with the warlord, Eski heard something that Iklit had long wondered why the Gray Prophet, who had been seriously ill for a long time, could persist on the battlefield for so long without falling down.
At the time, they understood it to be a blessing from the horned rat, but now it seems that it was some kind of prophecy-like power.
"The Horned Rat is my destiny."
The dimension stones in the Gray Prophet's eyes flashed green light slightly. Seeing this, the engineering warlock lowered his head again and sent a blessing to the Gray Prophet:
"I hope the Horned Rat will make you his Lord of Disaster."
The green light of the warpstone shone on Esky's fur, and the Gray Seer's voice, like a broken windmill, reached the Engineer Warlock's ears.
"An ordinary white-haired rat at such an age and size would not possess so much magic power. I have seen many white-haired rat mages, but since the Great Horned Rat blessed the first twelve meeting lords,
,There has never been anything like you."
How long did Quickwall live?
Esky was shocked and this question immediately emerged.
Could it be said that he is the congressman who was blessed when the Horned Rat first appeared in the world, or is he the successor of that group of congressmen?
Immediately, the engineer warlock lowered his head.
"The mana of 4000CN is enough for me to burn these skeletons 40 times. This is certainly huge enough, but it is far from huge enough. Compared to the one we just met."
The engineering warlock's hand lit up with ghost flames, and the unpleasant viscous substance dripped from the fire onto the ground, emitting a stench unique to the horned rat magic.
"Many of the adult engineering warlocks are far inferior to me. Their origin is a secret. As for the horned rat, I can guarantee that they will not be harmful to the horned rat. But in this world, only the descendants of the horned rat are worthy of destruction.
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"..."
Quickwall remained silent and did not respond.
The long silence made the engineering warlock's patience gradually disappear. After about five minutes, the white-haired engineering warlock simply raised his head.
"I know you will be silent. This is normal. We, all the rats, will plot against the Horned Rat. What I want to know is, what do you want."
"As I said before, destroy the Burning Man."
As Quickwall spoke, the green light in his eyes became more and more intense, and he began to utter the same nagging words as before, just like when Eski saw him for the first time.
"I can defeat Nagash, as long as the Council can give me enough support, I have my own method."
Eski's words never received a response. Instead, he received a magical wind that was remixed into chaotic energy, fluttering with the dance of the Gray Prophet.
"Forget it, you won't understand even if I say it."
The engineering warlock sat on the ground dejectedly, his white robe, which was already burnt black and fluffy due to dust, became even more tattered.
He looked at the departing Clan Rats of Rikek in the distance, and spoke in a voice that the Gray Seer could hear - maybe the Horned Rat could lend his ears to hear.
"By integrating the energy of all the dimensional stones in this mountain into my body, I can be more powerful than Nagash, but this requires profound attainments in black magic, and I haven't even started to learn it yet."
"Maybe those pointed ears can help me."
As he spoke, Eski's eyes became blurred. He thought of the elf mage who had already sailed away, but the words in his mouth did not stop, and he uttered them like a spell.
"How to protect my body during this process is also an important thing. However, there is still a lot of time. I am not an adult yet, so there is no need to worry."
"It is the Council that needs to worry, not you, the Great Horned Rat, the Honorable Horned One, the source of all our magic, the only father of the greedy rats."
"We can still sustain more casualties, and the descendants of the Horned Rat will continue to live on forever."
"Perhaps I should be like the original history, fuse the dwarf's 'Grimvor' metal and warpstone into a new alloy, create a destructive weapon, and enchant it with the entire Prophet clan, and the entire Skary
The clan engraved the runes of destruction on it, and then added damage transfer and monitoring on the sword grid to enhance the magic of the user. Its power will be comparable to or even surpass the divine sword of the Elf murder god Kane."<
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"Oh, that's really an interesting statement."
Eski turned his head. The green light in the gray prophet's dimensional stone prosthetic eyes was dim, but the green triangular rune on his skull shone a hundred times more powerfully under the magical vision.
"Are those all things that happened in the so-called 'history'? Are you the so-called person who travels through time?"
"But I have only seen time traveling forward, but I have never seen traveling backward to change time. Even though time has no meaning to us."
"This kind of change is rare even in the Chaos Demon Realm. No wonder, it's so interesting, my little mouse."
"Conspiracy is our game. We don't need detailed plans, we need viciousness, we need cruelty. What we need is not change, what we need is eternal calculation."
"I need to be a disease that kills people..."
Eski immediately interrupted the "Grey Prophet"'s words, lowered his head, and the engineering warlock humbly begged.
"Oh no, my great god, I will make believers no longer believe in this, just don't want this characteristic. I will definitely drive out all the heretics in Lustria."
"If you can grant me eternal bravery, my sword will give you the ashes of the world first."
Of course he knew that the person in front of him was no longer a simple gray prophet, and it was quite dangerous to interrupt the gods' words.
Especially the one in front of me is even more dangerous. He will often eat the powerful rat lord like a snack.
What's more, in the culture of the Rats, interrupting a superior is the greatest disrespect.
However, the Plague Clan is indeed unacceptable to him.
The bald tail whipped Esky's body like a slave rat.