An arm as white as jade made of an extraordinary thing broke off the battle flag of Khorne, and along the broken texture, inserted a broken flagpole into the demon's body.
In a group of crazy demons, vampires ruthlessly harvested their lives, so that there were very few demons left on the battlefield who could still stand up.
The war is almost over, but her enemy, that damn white mouse, has escaped unscathed.
Thinking of this, Neferata stepped hard on the demon's head, causing the hard skull blessed by the gods to burst open, and the brains and eyeballs flew several meters away.
Just now, the soldiers on the right wing had reported that while they were fighting a bloody battle with the monster in front of them, the damn thing broke out of the encirclement with its rat servants and ran away.
Even issuing a wanted order immediately would be of no avail, not to mention that she would still have to deal with Alkadiza who already knew the truth.
Commanding the soldiers to bring a brand new chariot, the vampire waved the reins, and the actual ruler of the Lighthouse City drove towards her prince and her final destiny.
And just when she thought it was already too late, the white mouse she had cursed thousands of times returned to its stronghold not far from the city port.
Black linseeds hovered next to Esky's ears. The pink paws of the white-haired rat gently brushed these small things, and turned to the storm rat.
"It tells me that three of the scouts are still alive, but I'm not sure how long my transfer spell will last."
As he spoke, as the engineering warlock sang in a low voice, fine golden particles gathered on the shining right claw of the engineering warlock's runes, and then penetrated the surrounding walls bit by bit.
"What is this?"
Storm Rat asked, as far as he could remember, he had never seen such a strange magical aura around an engineer warlock.
"The wind of metal."
The engineering warlock said, and with a wave of his claw, a large green light spot like a flowing crystal came out of the body. This is the chaotic energy in Eski's body.
Under Eski's will and the clear command of Anoquian, which is similar to the ancient holy language, their properties also began to transform towards the wind of metal.
The green magical energy gradually turned golden, swimming together like a school of fish and forming a dense whole.
Fine golden light spots continued to enter the ground, until the ground about three meters square became soft and slowly collapsed downward.
As the mantra continued to be recited, a small passage was finally formed that could accommodate two rats.
In the depths that the Stormvermin cannot see, the will of the engineer warlock is still making it keep going downwards.
"Since we are not sure how long the teleportation spell can be used, it is more convenient to connect this place with the ancient saint's passage first."
The engineer warlock shrugged.
As the golden light continued to surge, two figures, one large and one small, wrapped in mud, appeared in the passage. It was Hecate and the female mouse Elizabeth.
Looking at the female rat who was coughing heavily on the ground and was very uncomfortable with the mud, the engineering warlock said to the elf...
"In a few months, Elizabeth will be one year old. Maybe you should be her literacy teacher. After all, there is no education for female rats in my society."
"What?"
"That's what happens later, as for now."
The engineering warlock ignored the elf's doubts. He raised his hand, and a sapphire-like barrier appeared in the air. Two prisoners of war from the east, as well as a lot of miscellaneous supplies, including dimension stones, food, and cloth, were dumped out.
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"Just help me guard this big pile of things."
The engineer warlock raised his chin.
"The next battle will be very dangerous. I don't want to spend my energy on maintaining the space-time connection between these things."
"More dangerous than before?"
Storm Rat asked, holding his tattered armor.
Doesn't he
Do you think anything could be more dangerous than being surrounded by tens of thousands of troops of all kinds?
"Maybe."
The engineering warlock nodded, randomly grabbed a bag of dimensional stone coins from the ground and put it on his waist. He grabbed Toxide's shoulder and took him out of the cave with a teleportation.
Using magic to hide his traces, Eski quickly approached the scene of his last crime - the royal palace.
In the corridor of the palace, he was surprised to find that there were traces of human activities here.
Obviously he and his men should have killed all the humans here before.
"Who is that person?"
Under the cover of the shadows, Storm Rat asked in a low voice. He had already seen a new black figure appearing in the corridor.
"A vampire."
The engineering warlock raised his paw to signal Toxide to stop talking.
With his claws softened by magic, he quietly approached the vampire's back.
The green energy enveloped them like a cage, and no sound could be transmitted out.
The dimensional stance of the engineer warlock stuck the vampire's throat and bared his white fangs at him.
"Then vampire. Tell me, do you know where Nagash's legacy is?"
"How could I know the things belonging to the usurper!"
After the black flaxseed translated the vampire's words, the engineering warlock had a look of obvious impatience on his face. However, at this time, a figure walked into the palace being served by several maids attracted him.
Attention.
She is another gorgeously dressed woman. The exquisiteness of her face is second only to the Neferata that the engineering warlock saw in the morning. Moreover, her face does not wear a mask like Neferata. p>
This woman is not white enough. Instead, she has black skin that has been baked by the scorching sun. Her dark eyes do not have vertical pupils like Neferata, but the engineering warlock just feels that she has a hint of Nefera.
Rita.
"Who is that?"
the engineer warlock asked the vampire, and the flaxseed quickly answered his question.
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"I see, the queen of Lahmia?"
Lahmia turns out to have a queen besides Neferata. Neferata usually rules the city from the temple, and this palace is actually where this so-called queen lives...<
/p>
Eski's figure flashed in front of the queen like a ghost, causing all the women to show horrified expressions.
But the next moment, they couldn't say anything - the dimensional position had stuck around their necks.
"Is it you? The sacred blood of Asaf?"
The engineer warlock asked playfully, and before the queen could answer, he opened the queen's chest with his claws and peeled out a still beating heart.
"You killed her!"
A shrill child's voice came from behind, and the engineering warlock noticed that behind the queen's long skirt were two little devils who were two heads shorter than Eski.
The engineer warlock smiled and looked at the queen's unhealed wound, confirmed that the queen was not a vampire, and then put the living heart back, and the green spring poured into the queen's blood vessels.
"Otherwise? Kid, who are you?"
Eski put his paws on the little boy's chest, making a gesture of gouging out the young heart, and asked.
"Could it be that you are also a member of the royal family? Is this stiff woman your mother?"
The little boy nodded fearfully and firmly, protecting the little girl behind him, which caused another burst of laughter from the engineering warlock.
"Master, do you want to kill him?"
Storm Rat asked, he really didn't understand what the point of doing this was.
Eski tapped his breastplate with his index finger, shook his head and said.
"No, no, I like this kind of plot. Prince and Revenge will always be the most beloved drama in the world."
After hearing the words of the engineering warlock translated by black flaxseed, the vampire stepped forward flatteringly and said.
"The imp's name is Menes. And his sister, Isis."
"Prince and princess? There really is no better captive than this."
Esky played with the young arm with veins still exposed. The fresh blood made the arm slightly hot, which made the engineering warlock raise his eyebrows.
"It's not a vampire."
As he spoke, the engineer warlock recited the incantation of the wind of life.
Under the chanting of almost ancient holy words, a large number of thorns pierced the skin of the prince and princess, tied their hands behind their backs, and blood flowed. Then, these thorns attached to the vines and tied them to the back of the Storm Rat.
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The engineering warlock patted his little face that had turned pale due to blood loss.
"It seems that maybe you really have some so-called sacred bloodline? Although today, when the covenant has been destroyed, this is impossible to think about."
After pouring the wind of life into the bodies of the prince and princess through the thorns that pierced the flesh, Eski revealed his white fangs to the maids.
"So, you are all left, tell me, who is in the hands of Nagash's inheritance?"
"Wasolan, Wosolan."
A vampire hidden among the maids spoke before the other maids. This made the engineering warlock's eyes twitch and he raised his hand to kill the other maids.
"Very well, vampire, you saved your life, tell me where to find him."
Esky approached the maid and held her chin with his claws...
"It's over there, the big library."
Following the maid's finger, Eski saw a round red building built next to the iconic huge lighthouse on the seaside outside the window.
"Library? Is there such a place in this city?"
The engineering warlock showed surprise again.
He had previously thought that the place was most likely a gladiatorial arena for nobles to have fun, or a place like a prostitute.
I really didn’t expect that the place that looked like a theater turned out to be a library.
After imprisoning the two vampires in place, the engineering warlock spared their lives.
After re-applying a concealment magic to Toxide and calling the Storm Rats to take the captives back to the stronghold, the engineering warlock walked towards the library.
Tens of minutes later, before the engineering warlock could fully enter the building with a flaming red roof like the setting sun, he sighed.
"Good place, good place."
On the masonry outside this building, there were dozens of characters engraved on it. Most of them, Eski had never seen them before, but through the limited ones he knew, he immediately realized that this was a character.
This dictionary.
The pronunciation and meaning of dozens of languages engraved in granite, such a great dictionary stands here, but before he only focused on causing killings, he did not come here to learn more.
Before he even stepped into the library, he just saw the volumes and bound books behind the high wall through his blue-purple eyes, and Esky spoke in a daze.
"I have decided, I want to vacate this place."
These classics, after Neferata's defeat, will definitely be destroyed in the fire of war, just like the real-life prototype of this thing, the Library of Alexandria.
With such determination, the engineering warlock stepped up the stairs of the library step by step with a heavy heart.
The moment he stepped into the library, a fierce magical energy attacked Eski.
Eski unfolded his dimensional stance faster than the energy attack and roared in the direction of the attack.
"Don't destroy my book!"
The black linseed conveyed the meaning of the engineering warlock in the unpleasant and more violent Nehekhara language.
An ugly and old voice came from the darkness.
"Your?! Arrogant rat monster
You will pay the price for your thoughts!"
Under the illumination of the candlelight in the library, Esky saw clearly the appearance of the visitor.
This is a hideous-looking thing, more like a shriveled corpse than a living person.
There is no longer any trace of fat on his body. His skin is like gray parchment, tightly attached to the tendons that have been soaked in formalin and solidified. The protruding bones make his body look weird.
Like a big spider.
Apparently, this is what the vampire mentioned, Wosolan.
This long-decayed monster opened its thin lips, revealing its needle-like teeth.
"However, you are right, these treasures cannot be destroyed because of fighting."
He took out a skull, and black and sticky Dahl energy covered it.
From the skull, Esky smelled a familiar smell, which belonged to the big-bone man next to the underground fortress.
It's just that the big bone guy's head is still on his neck. What is this?
Thinking of this, the engineering warlock laughed out loud.
"What is that? A skull. It has a smell that I hate. Let me think about it. Are you planning to use this thing to summon Nagash?"
As he spoke, Esky thrust out his dimensional stance, preparing to approach the unknown skull. At the same time, his mouth continued without stopping.
"What a stupid idea. That damn necromancer's spinal cord was broken by my cannonball, and he can't stand upright now."
A blue-black ripple blocked the dimensional position of the engineering warlock, but Wosolun was still shocked by the contempt in the engineering warlock's mouth.
"What are you talking about?"
He simply couldn't believe that the engineer warlock was talking about the great necromancer that the skull in his hand was connected to.
"Of course I'm talking about Nagash, the loser whose spinal cord was broken by me."