Chapter 102 Returning to the Underground Fortress (3)
The engineering warlock's claws grabbed the dagger that could pierce the dimension of the rebel lord, looked into the rebel lord's eyes, and explained.
"The Chaos Gods are targeting me. If you don't want to be like them, stay away from me."
As he spoke, a green barrier gathered all the pink things in it into a small place.
However, not all pink things exist in a gas-like form.
After the hazy pink color dissipated, the green fluorescence immediately attracted the attention of the defector.
"That's a dimensional stone on the ground?"
That looked to be more than all the cash he had, plus the ominous box.
"I saw a lot of boxes like this outside, you?"
Before the defector could finish his question, the engineering warlock interrupted him.
"This box can be given to you together with the box. Do you want it?"
"Why not."
Skaven's greed for the warpstone immediately made the defecting master put aside any trace of uneasiness in his heart.
The corner of Eski's mouth twitched, and he restrained the urge to break his promise, and raised his paws at the black-robed rats behind the rebel leader
"Let your people take it away. This is about 10,000 dimensional coins. If possible, you can share some with Ikrit."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Eshiliga greeting the rats in black robes, and skillfully took out a piece of cloth covered with text written in green ink from the bag hidden by the robe.
The two rats covered the box with the piece of cloth, and then covered the box with the piece of cloth. The ominous pink-purple light immediately weakened a lot.
After that, they took off their black robes and wrapped them again, then lifted up the box and returned to the rebel lord.
Eski was finally able to see what the assassins who turned against the Lord looked like.
These two Skaven, very strangely, have black eyes instead of the usual red and green colors of dead Skaven. With their pure black fur and short bodies, it is obvious that they can easily blend into the darkness.
environment.
After looking at it for a long time, Eski suddenly remembered that it was Eshiriga who took the initiative to find him this time.
"What do you want from me?"
"Let's talk somewhere else."
Instructing his men to carry the box away, the defector pointed to the main entrance of the factory.
Although the engineer warlock has restricted those pink things, he still feels that it is not safe-only the warp stone is worth taking such a risk.
The two rats moved away from the corrupted remnants, and did not stop until they moved near the engineering warlock's glass blowing workshop.
The rats in black robes quickly dispersed and hid in the darkness, leaving only the engineer warlock and the rebel master.
"I hope to provide my subordinates with some anti-magic equipment at a low price."
After a long silence, the defector finally said these words.
No matter what the risk is, if you just took the Engineer Warlock's 10,000 Dimension Coin, and now you are asking for a discount, even from a Skaven moral point of view, it is a bit unspeakable.
The engineering warlock frowned and looked at the relatively high-end equipment of the defector, wondering what the other party's needs were.
"Anti-magic? Do you mean interrupting magic, blocking magic, or something like that?"
"The defense provided by penetrating magic is just like this dagger."
The defector took out his golden saber and handed it to Eski.
After careful inspection, the engineering warlock discovered that the material of this thing was not steel or iron, but a backward material like bronze.
The enchantments with the Gray Prophet system are relatively more complex than those cheap or enchanting spells.
It was also engraved with 13 runes of destruction that looked like they were carved by the engineering warlocks of the Skry clan. In the material of the blade, he smelled a little bit of dimension stone, so that under the magic vision, it appeared a little bit.
Light green.
The penetration ability of magic protection is indeed sufficient. The engineering warlock remembers that Staden's protection was pierced by this thing after it was weakened by his own spells.
"It can be solved by enchanting the alloy dagger and carving a few runes of destruction. However, these operations require me to do it myself. The labor cost cannot be saved. Even if I give you a discount, it won't be much cheaper."
Eski shook his head and gave the other party an unsatisfactory answer.
Enchanting spells and runes of destruction are relatively complex technologies even for spellcasters, and industrial production is definitely not a simple matter.
It would be simpler if it were just a few simple engravings of spell words.
But this kind of thing must not destroy the magic defense. At most, it can make the cannon or the like stronger.
"I mean, is there anything cheaper? You said last time, just use it in the east."
Eshiliga asked again, and his wagging tail showed that he was obviously not here to hear such words.
"That requires research. If you want something I can take out right away, it's a gas bomb, but this thing can't deal with a relatively complete magic shield."
Having said this, Eski licked his upper canine teeth. The Skryre clan, even in its original history, had never cooperated with the assassins. He needed to handle everything by himself.
He pinched his beard, thought for a while, and focused his eyes on the relatively delicate white floor.
"Considering the way you fight, the equipment that makes a big noise is definitely useless."
"Otherwise, the 120mm cannon used against Nagash, with its continuous cannon and shells, can be sold for 2,000 dimensional coins, or you can exchange it for 100 million copper coins, or 2.5 tons of silver, or other items of equal value.
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"I can make the training price of the weapons team cheaper, 30 dimensional coins per person."
Eshiliga raised his claws and grabbed the engineer warlock's shoulder, interrupting his words. From now on, the engineer warlock didn't even look at him, and just kept talking to himself.
"It sounds like I'm negotiating this business with Ikrit."
After slapping away the traitorous master's claws, the engineer warlock began to pace back and forth, his tail with white scales constantly sweeping the ground.
"Equipments for assassination can be made. But I still need time. When a skilled worker can also carve runes and enchant, I will be able to provide daggers like yours in batches. The quality will be a little worse at most.
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"The time is really uncertain. If you need to use it now, I have thought of an alternative. Just wait for me."
With that said, the engineering warlock walked towards the factory he just came out of.
What is left for the defector is another period of waiting.
However, this time it didn’t last long.
Within a few minutes, the figure of the engineering warlock appeared at the door of the factory.
Under the green light of the electric lamp, the defector obviously saw that the engineering warlock had something extra in his hand.
"This is a dimensional stone bomb. It should be very effective for you."
"You don't have to use a dagger to smash other people's brains. Giving them a bomb is also very effective."
As he spoke, the engineering warlock handed one of the things wrapped in a thick steel shell to the hand of the defector, and took out a glass ball containing a green substance.
"This is a poison gas bomb. It is also very useful for surprise operations. You must have encountered it on the battlefield..."
"The match geek gave the people of Ikrit the murderous smoke."
The rebel masters knew about this thing, but it was defective and sold at a high price, so they would not buy it from the Skry clan.
With some disappointment, the defector continued to endure the engineering warlock's explanation. Originally, he thought that the engineering warlock would continue to boast about the effects of these things.
Unexpectedly, Eski just put this thing on the table of Tengman, which suddenly grew out of thin air, and explained.
"There is only one problem now, the fuze problem. It will take about a week or two to solve this problem."
Considering that the defector will most likely not be able to understand the drawings, using complicated drawings to pretend to be professional to raise prices or delay the construction period is inappropriate for their current relationship.
Esky resisted the urge to take out a bunch of drawings or draw pictures on the spot to prove the complexity of fuze manufacturing. When he was in Skaven City, this almost became an occupational disease for him.
Rat people from small places will always agree to his request for delayed delivery or extra money under such momentum.
The tongue swiped across the sharp teeth, getting a hint of pain and salty taste, the engineer warlock continued to explain.
"Both of these things have big flaws now."
"Warpstone bombs can only be detonated by a mage's remote control. The internal method of Skary is to tie them to the slave rats and wait for them to explode when the slave rats rush forward."
"The situation with gas bombs is similar. Although they can be used by ordinary rats, the method is to put them in glass balls, issue gas masks, and release them at close range to do the dirty work."
"This kind of thing is definitely inconvenient for you to use in the rear, especially when Nagash can know your location through any skeleton."
"When I prepare the timed detonation device, you can use it normally."
"At that time, you can set them to detonate after five minutes and thirty minutes. In this way, even if Nagash sends out troops, he will not find your people."
After explaining the product, the engineering warlock smoothly quoted the selling price.
"The trial production of a dimensional stone bomb is planned to be priced at 100 dimensional coins each, and the trial production of a poison gas bomb is planned to be priced at 20 dimensional coins each."
"I know it's expensive, but it can definitely kill a relatively ordinary mage. Even for me, it's difficult not to be seriously injured after suffering a large explosion. The price will be reduced in subsequent mass production."
The engineer warlock smiled secretly in his heart.
A large explosive could indeed seriously injure him, but he did not say how powerful it would be.
With the blessing of Moonlight Girl, his body is now protected by the dimensional stance. Even if the dimensional stone bomb explodes in his hand, it will only cause him minor injuries at most.
The rebel leader frowned. The bombs with time fuses and poison gas bombs did sound very effective.
In the past, his people didn't dare to kill the patrolling sentries in the hinterland of the Stickman Monster, just to avoid the dead people from the entire fortress coming to surround them.
But the price is indeed too expensive.
"I will come back in two weeks."
After thinking for a long time, the defector decided to postpone the final decision until the engineering warlock's finished product was completed, so he changed the topic to the factory behind the engineering warlock.
"But, don't your so-called things that have been corrupted by Chaos need to be dealt with?"
"We can't handle it for now. When all my soldiers come back, we will strictly seal off the factory area over there."
The engineer warlock's pink pads patted on the ground, and he let his tail wrap around his legs with some irritation.
Thinking of what the subordinates of the defecting master had brought out before, he made a new proposal.
"If you accept the commission now, I can hire you for 1,500 dimensional coins to help me copy the prayers of the horned rat and plaster them all over the factory area over there."
"I don't know how to do this job. You can go find Ikrit or Quickwall. The people under that old madman will definitely do this best."
"Okay, how's Versky doing?"
Seeing the defector's refusal, Esky brought the topic back to Eshiliga's main business.
"I have been recovering from my injuries since I returned. Only Sirik was walking around there."
"I mean their loss."
"That's the upper limit I can provide. For the sake of our friendship, if you want detailed information, it's 300 dimensional coins."
"Hey, you just took away 10,000-dimensional coins, and you're saying this for three hundred?"
The engineer warlock shouted in dissatisfaction, but received a serious response from the defector.
"This is the rule of our industry, and the rules cannot be broken."
"Three hundred is three hundred."
Esky's tail whipped on the floor, and he cursed and went back to his room to get the money.
At this moment, he heard the voice of the defector coming from behind him.
"The Plague Clan's losses are not big. The Clan Rats have lost about half of their members. The Storm Rats have almost no losses. The breeding pits will be replenished soon."
"The Overflow Clan lost about a thousand Storm Rats, but the Clan Rats didn't lose much, probably a few thousand. Overall, there is a surplus of Clan Rats. There is reason to suspect that Wilski will consume this batch as soon as he recovers from his injuries.
Clan Rat."
"After Quickwall returned, he locked himself up in a tower behind the mountain, and the small clans that interacted with him hoarded their troops in the caves below the tower."
"That's all?"
The engineer warlock turned around.
"Then what else do you want to hear."
"For example, the Stickman, the Slippery Clan's ship, and news about the Skaven Fleet."
The defector sneered.
"It's good to know this in a few hours. If you want to go faster, try raising a group of spies yourself."
"Okay, I won't waste your time."
With that said, the engineer warlock was about to return to his room, but found a paw on his shoulder.
"Wait, three hundred dimensional coins."
The tail whipped hard on the ground aside. The engineer warlock rolled his eyes, went back and counted out hundreds of dimension stones and handed them to the rebel master.