Just as the engineer warlock was about to say something, a tongue covered in yellow mucus attacked his lips.
The Hell Blade blocked the large structure's dirt fist and bone blade. Esky wanted to use his left paw to destroy the zombie's tongue and the claws of the zombie that was already attacking, but he felt that his claws caught the soft
On top of a weird blob.
If you look closely, it turns out to be a lump of phlegm-like stuff.
Although the energy of the dimensional force field cut this thing off, its corrupting characteristics made the green light curtain of the dimensional force field fade a lot and was almost about to break.
The engineer warlock could only increase the supply of chaotic energy to make it bloom with green light again.
At this time, the response from Neferata came belatedly.
Neferata's face, which had taken off her golden mask, had the cold white color of a vampire. If it were not known that her youth and beauty had been maintained for four hundred years, her face would even have a girlish look. This face now carries a sense of sleepiness that seems to have appeared due to the darkness of night. Neferata leaned lazily on the railing of the chariot and spoke to the engineering warlock in the language of the northern chaotic humans. "Of course I don't think I've got you."
"You cunning, vicious rat, I know you may have many ways to come back, so I have made special preparations for you."
As she spoke, Neferata waved a ball of white cloth, causing large groups of small stones to scatter around. Soon, under the fingers of the middle-aged Mediterranean beside her, these small stones lit up.
A blue-gold brilliance.
The surrounding air almost seemed to be stagnant, and Esky immediately felt something was wrong.
This environment seems to be specially targeted at mages, as if humans in the lowlands suddenly came to the plateau and felt as uncomfortable.
He raised his right paw and tried to condense a dimensional lightning, but the lightning only flickered briefly and then dissipated.
Looking at the strange thing in his hand, the engineering warlock tried again, and the cause of the abnormality was quickly found - he could no longer use the detached chaotic energy nodes.
That spell was obviously used to limit this. Looking at the arrangement of small path stones that were constantly glowing around him, Eski roughly understood that the principle of this thing was somewhat similar to the magic of a mage's brute force decryption of structures.
This spell will directly destroy all organized pure magic energy structures, naturally including spell nodes.
This also means that, except for the dimensional force field that does not require external nodes, he has no way to release spells.
Like the dimensional force field, structures that do not require spell nodes will naturally not be restricted by this spell.
To limit spell release, do you just rely on summons to kill him?
Blocking the two zombies and the large structure's continuous attacks from three directions, storing the power of their attacks in the dimensional force field, and then releasing them on his Hell Blade, Eski pushed himself into the air.
.
Under the current circumstances, it would be wiser to retreat.
A strange noise came from the mountaintops on both sides. Eski turned his head and looked over, only to see a large number of black shadows with a little light flying towards him...
Only when he got closer did he see clearly that there were hundreds of arrows attacking in his direction.
The figure that appeared on the mountain also made him understand what the noise was. It was the sound of bowstrings made by a large number of shooters.
Swinging the Hell Blade quickly at a speed that a mortal could not reach, Eski blocked most of the arrows in the air, but some of them still missed, causing a large string of green sparks to rub against the dimensional force field.
There was a heartbreaking pain in his body. Eski looked down and saw three arrows on both legs that penetrated the fur on Eski's body, allowing one-third of the arrows to hit Eski's subcutaneous tissue.
, and at the same time, they also exhausted their kinetic energy and fell to the ground.
The wind of life quickly poured in, blocking the rapidly spreading purple color and slowly repairing the wound.
Eski gritted his teeth and looked into the distance
Those figures murmured.
"Mortals? Not just ordinary mortals."
He looked at the figure on the mountain that could not be seen clearly with the rat-man's eyesight, and rejected his idea in the next second.
The speed of these arrows was so fast. The arrows from the mountain more than 100 meters away had already been shot in front of him in less than two seconds. It is impossible for a mortal's arrows to be so fast.
Moreover, if the arrow is enchanted with the wind of death, just passing by it will also consume the dimensional force field. This kind of precious arrow will not be handed over to mortals for use.
Looking at the dense dots of purple light appearing in the sky, Esky even saw a bit of strange beauty in it.
This scene looks really familiar.
"What youthful sisters of Avalon? Why don't you use a black special bow?"
The engineer warlock yelled and ran towards the river.
However, it was obvious that the Nehekhara "people" present did not intend to let him go just like this.
Alkadiza waved the reins, crackling in the air, and the horse ran quickly in the direction of the engineering warlock. The blue-gold frame and axle exuded a blue light in the darkness of the night.
Eski looked at the attacking Arkadiza and the zombies and structures chasing behind him. He suddenly became concerned and forcibly constructed a spell node within the flesh of his lower limbs.
The power of magic burned the legs, sending a painful sensation that made the nerves twitch involuntarily.
However, relying on this kind of pain, the Rat Fleeing Technique was finally released without the need for a spell.
A burst of green light burst out from Eski's flesh pad, causing him to jump up, insert the Hell Blade back into his waist in the air, and then use his four claws to run quickly on the ground.
With the blessing of spells, for the first time, he can move at the same speed as the structures and zombies flying in the sky.
In this way, relying on the speed that the opponent could not catch up with, the white-haired engineer warlock got closer and closer to his destination.
Neferata looked at the direction Esky was running towards, which was the broken house hiding the small passage that was dug out by Wosolun and other rebellious officials to secretly enter the Blood Temple.
She sneered and said.
"You actually hid in my temple? It's really stupid."
Using his sharp claws to break open the wooden door of the hut, lift up the floor, and enter the dark corridor with his rat scurrying skills, Eski breathed a sigh of relief...
Entering the temple is not a reckless move. Before Wosolun fell out with him, Esky had already calculated that these areas that could not be detected with the magical wind were only about two meters high and horizontally.
The row can only allow two people to pass.
This also means that there is no way for that large structure to enter here and pursue it.
And those damn archers have no way to make their arrows go through the twists and turns of the passage and focus on Eski.
Turning his head and looking at the zombies that were chasing in, Esky made a thought in his mind and turned the direction of the rat movement backwards. He pulled out the hell blade from his waist and pulled the saw blade towards the waist of the zombie.
There is a simple and honest smile on the corner of the zombie's mouth. If you don't look at the mucus, the movement of the long tongue is like a golden retriever preparing to lick its owner.
But it was actions like this that angered Eski.
"Death to the disgusting monster infected with the plague!"
The creatures produced by necromancy can actually be accepted by Nurgle because of the arrangement of numbers. It is really a broad mind. It is absolutely impossible to put the other three among the four gods.
But because of this, these things seem to be silly things and must be destroyed here.
There was determination in Eski's eyes, and there was severe pain in his wrist again as spell nodes were built inside his body, and green dimensional flames burned from his wrist to the Hell Blade.
Under the powerful slash, the zombie's belly, which had become more and more fat in the previous battle, exploded, and yellow-green juice burst out from the damaged translucent skin. Before it could spread to the ground, green flames would
The mucus and grease inside instantly ignited.
Angstrom
Ski waved out his right claw, and the green dimensional force field radiated away, destroying the masonry above his head. A large amount of earth and stone fell, causing the green flames to burn underground with those disgusting things.
Speaking of which, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that these zombies were trying to bring him a gift called love, and they seemed to have found something in themselves that made them happy.
He shook his head and tried to get these things out of his mind.
"God of plague and corruption? God of life and tolerance? No matter what, I don't want your blessing."
Esky murmured, speeding up and running towards the depths of the tunnel.
The speed bonus of the rat scurrying technique allowed hundreds of steps to pass by in a blink of an eye. After passing through the three-story arched stone door and breaking open a wooden door wrapped in iron, the originally dark environment was illuminated by candlelight.
The sudden change in light made Esky's eyes sting, and the pain of the unhealed wound on his leg became less severe. After a while, the engineer warlock, whose pain was relieved, was able to take a good look at the room.
Stone bookshelves are placed around, and a large number of braziers and candlesticks are placed beside the desks that are dotted from time to time to provide lighting. The flames have a bit of enchantment, which means that these flames do not require a lot of servants to maintain, nor do they require excessive maintenance.
More fuel.
Considering the cost of such a large-scale enchantment, Eski must admit that these vampires are much richer than he is.
Wandering among the bookshelves, flipping through these volumes made of parchment, Eschi discovered that there is another peculiar point here...
Compared with the bookshelves Esky had seen in Skaven Castle, the bookshelves here did not have special serial numbers.
Looking along the rows of bookshelves, there are books neatly stacked with serial numbers such as X666, X777, X888, X999.
The Nehekhara people are really blessed by fate, Eski sighed.
Now carefully recalling the scene in the library before, the books there seem to be arranged in the same way.
The scene here cannot be used. There is no influence of the magical wind, so there is no reason to explain it such as an accident.
It can only be said that the Nehekhara people have indeed not been affected by Chaos.
In the oasis plain surrounded by desert, they have very few chances of encountering beastmen, let alone being directly corrupted by Chaos.
"So many books, Neferata, I just accept these things with a smile."
Eski bit into pieces a dimensional stone, unfolded the blue barrier in the air, and the volumes of books entered a different space that was cut off from the connection with the real world.
Although it is not easy to cast spells in such a place that is isolated from the wind of magic, it is still much easier to cast spells here than in the previous environment where the magic structure was cut off.
The sapphire-like barrier continued to unfold, and all kinds of books, rolled and bound, were all sent to the place where time and space were cut off.
As a result, the burden on Esky's will became more and more heavy, so much so that his will, which was originally like an ice thorn, became as gentle as a breeze.
But his spell collection of books has not stopped. These books may also have answers to soul spells, and may also be able to solve the problem of the Hell Blade.
Even if we really can’t find Nagash’s books on this trip, still...
Eski stopped thinking, and stopped trying to collect books in his hands. A large pile of the books he had just collected was released on the desk, piled up like a hill.
Here is the boundary after walking hundreds of steps according to the route the old vampire told. A thick stone door appeared in front of the engineering warlock. This made the corners of his mouth rise sharply, revealing Eski's long and sharp hair.
Front teeth.
It seems that there is still truth in that old vampire's mouth.
The flames of the warpstone penetrated from the cracks in the stone and forcibly melted the door lock. Eski mustered up all his strength and pushed open the black door with several runes and magic circles engraved on it that could not be pushed open with mortal strength.
Stone Gate.
Fortunately, the function of these runes is not to use
To prevent petty thieves from opening it, it only increases the weight of the stone door and enhances its solidity, making it impossible for creatures with less strength than vampires to push it open.
In front of Eski's body strengthened by the gods, it was slowly pushed open like an ordinary city gate.
Behind the door, a dim room appeared in front of Esky.
The walls of the room are reinforced by thick black granite, and there are also layers of reinforced incantations on them. Obviously, they are used to prevent thieves from violently cracking the walls.
The pungent incense filled the Engineer Warlock's nose with a rich smell, and this smell made Esky feel like he was smelling the dead in the cemetery.
However, Eski is probably clear about their role. They are used to preserve the rough, wrinkled, red and black objects placed in the room, on the table, and on the bookshelf.
Of books.
Turning over one of the pages, the tone of the notes in it made him vaguely see the necromancer from hundreds of years ago, an arrogant and curious guy about magic.
Time has not left traces on the notes and diagrams, and the breath of black magic fills the pages. Eski believes that relying on Nagash's antiseptic methods, these books will still be preserved even after a thousand years.