One hundred and thirtieth chapters victory and return (seven)
"How arrogant, Your Highness."
The engineering warlock stroked his beard and sneered.
"Arkadiza, no wonder Nagash destroyed everything about you."
The prince's expression did not change, he just stood up straight.
"What nonsense are you talking about? The usurper is already..."
The black linseeds stuck to the tongue of the engineering warlock interrupted Alkadiza's retort with the even more unpleasant Nehekhara language that almost made the walls tremble.
"You still think he's dead? I'm just a bullshit monster, right?"
"Ask the records in your mind, did any of the Nehekhara people see him die with their own eyes?"
Looking at Alkadiza's thoughtful expression, the corners of Eski's mouth on both sides were raised to an exaggerated angle, and the sharp long incisors and other well-maintained white fangs were exposed. He smiled and said
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"No, among all the records, at most it is recorded that he escaped after being seriously injured, and it is presumed that he is dead. After all, no one can find the body of a dead person in the desert."
"But like I said before, he didn't die. He was just badly shot and seriously injured in that war. If he was like me... Of course it doesn't matter. What matters is that he was already at sea.
The other side has become your god of death."
"My dear Prince, there are enemies on the other side of the sea."
Neferata stretched out her hand, and a sharp ball of blood shot in front of Esky, cutting the earth-colored floor tiles into several pieces, interrupting the engineering warlock's words.
"You still have time to talk about this now."
The saint of Lahmia turned over in the air and lay down on the cushion again, supporting his head with one hand, wanting to see what other temple tricks the engineering magicians wanted to do.
Eski's tail whipped on the ground. Surrounded by flames, he shrugged as if it didn't matter and said.
"Of course, of course, I have summoned the demons of the gods. According to my behavior of using them as a shield and running away, Khorne and the Brass Throne will not respond to me again, at least generally not."
As he spoke, Eski observed the surrounding environment - there was nothing abnormal - it seemed that the sensitivity of the demons of Khorne had indeed decreased.
Esky took out a small bag from his waist. Instead of taking out the dimension stone coins as usual, he took out a brighter piece. Just by taking it out, you could smell the aroma and glow of the dimension stone.
Crystal.
"But if you think that relying on these magic circles and these blockades, I can't find help, you are wrong."
The engineering warlock shouted, lifting the small crystal in his hand and the small bag on his waist, pointing it in the direction of Neferata.
Under the gaze of everyone, the small bag appeared unexpectedly heavy in the hands of the engineering warlock.
However, apart from Alkadiza frowning and staring at the bag, Neferata's attention was attracted by the crystal in Esky's hand.
They got a small piece of this crystal from a merchant when they were conducting magic experiments, but the light of that stone was far less dazzling than the one in front of them.
"Warpstone, this material is the most effective magic crystal in the world."…
Esky introduced with some pride.
"There is no need to artificially compress magic energy. It is naturally generated and can be used directly. It just has a small side effect and will corrupt all ordinary species into what they were when they came from, which is the chaotic demon realm."
"And we Skaven have the highest Chaos resistance, and you people, who can tell clearly?"
Having said this, a strange smile appeared on Eski's face.
"Of course, the irradiation of warpstone usually takes a long time to take effect on humans. Generally speaking, in an environment of warpstone dust, it takes three to seven days for humans to mutate."
Then, Eski put his entire claw into the bag, took out all the crystals, and sprinkled them to the surrounding crowd.
While comparing these to flashlights
The bright crystals were thrown around, Eski laughed.
"So, I compressed it to increase its concentration. In this way, even my resistance will make me feel the sting caused by Chaos Corrosion."
"You!"
The saint of Lahmia rose from the silk cushion.
Be it Neferata or Alkadiza, they all showed obvious symptoms of discomfort.
However, under the spell immediately launched by the middle-aged man behind them, these symptoms only lasted for a moment and then disappeared.
"It seems that you, who are not ordinary people, will also be affected."
Eski walked towards the formation of soldiers on the left with confidence and the dimension stone in his claws.
Seeing the doubts and a little fear in the soldiers' eyes, he smiled and asked.
"I wonder what kind of beastman you will become? With such a good foundation, it can't be something like a low-horned beast."
Under the dazzling green light, the soldier closest to Eski was the first to undergo a mutation.
His skull cracked under Eski's eyes, and a huge gash was opened in the scalp on the top of his head. His eyes kept rolling, and his head was twitching like an epileptic.
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Just as his head was twitching, as if it was about to be thrown off, his hair was growing crazily, his upper lip was downwards, and he was clenching his chin.
The injuries on his face were not the end, but just the beginning. The soldier's calves began to swell, so much so that he fell to the ground with the shield in hand.
The blood-stained legs kept rubbing and slapping on the ground, making snapping sounds.
The new joints and muscles became more and more curved. This process caused severe pain to his body. The bleeding horns were forced out from the hair that had grown like a black crown, and the toes were pressed by the newly grown hooves.
It became a layer of meat.
A long laugh erupted from this human's throat, and his hairy face elongated into a ball of mud that seemed to be biting. If you look through the damaged skin on your face, you will see that the inside has become thick, like
The sheep-like teeth seem to grind human bones.
The wind of death and Dar energy surged out of his body, repairing the flesh and blood on his face.
As this soldier changed, other soldiers showed such symptoms one after another, which made Eski smile proudly in the flames...
With the staggered emergence of Dahl energy and chaotic energy, hot ice cubes condensed on the ground, and then turned into cold boiling water.
The air was filled with an ominous aura, and Eski looked at Neferata suspended in the air and continued.
"Our Lord Saint, now do you understand the dangers of chaos?"
As he said that, Eski's expression turned into the same indifference as Alkadiza before, and his green eyes revealed a coldness on his white fur.
"The desert and the sea have protected you lucky Nehekhara people so well."
"Otherwise, these twisted monsters living in the grasslands and forests, monsters created from the two-level inflow of chaotic energy during the collapse of the ancient Heaven's Gate, should have entered your eyes long ago."
"What nonsense are you talking about! Didn't you create this all?"
Alkadiza shouted angrily to the engineering warlock. Although he didn't know why, he knew that the bag in the engineering warlock's hand, which seemed to be filled with lead, was the key to the whole incident.
Eski looked at the prince's gaze, turned the bag over, revealing the soft but departed lead layer inside, and said.
"Indeed, I made them. Moreover, I will make more beastmen in the future."
As he spoke, Eski's expression became serious, his right paw pointed at Alkadiza, and the light of the green rune above became brighter and brighter.
"In the name of the Great Horned Rat, I curse you. The power of the evil moon will cause Nehekhara to turn into a beastman for every thirteen babies."
"This contract lasts until the evil moon falls
Until endless warpstones flood the earth and all life mutates into chaotic monsters."
"You bastard!"
Alkadiza pulled out the sickle-shaped sword from his waist and wanted to rush down to fight the engineering warlock, but was held tightly by Neferata.
"Beast people, your power of chaos should be able to return this creation that originally belonged to the gods to their gods."
Eski's words seemed to have some magic power. The newly transformed, screaming beastmen surrounded the zombies.
Although their speed, strength, and recovery ability are far inferior to these fat zombies that can fly, their number still acts as a lag for zombies, preventing them from quickly taking off.
Taking advantage of this gap, Esky dodged the large structure that had already attacked, threw the Beast Man to him, and ran towards the zombies.
On the Hell Blade, there was no dimensional flame breakthrough this time. He could feel that this weapon was eager to drink blood directly, even if there was a dirty plague in the blood.
Surrounded by several weird beastmen with suction cups on their hands, the zombies were still unable to move quickly. Although their fat bodies were struggling to tear off those thick suction cup tentacles, after breaking free of one, another one immediately appeared.
Surround us.
As if not afraid of the plague on them, the beastman approached the zombies and bit their translucent skin, splattering a large ball of yellow-green pus.
However, the beastman just swallowed the piece of meat in front of him with the pus, and fine eczema began to appear on his skin...
Seeing this numb scene, Eski, who had already walked behind the beastman, raised the hell blade and swung it with all his strength, cutting off the heads of the beastmen and zombies together.
Amidst the doubtful and suddenly frightened gazes of the beastmen, Esky made a rattle in his mouth and stood still.
The claws on the feet, with the attached magical energy, carved out the X on the ground with two horizontal lines crossing from the bottom and the middle, extending on both sides, which is the skull mark of Khorne.
A burst of green light ignited in Eski's eyes. Looking at the sign on the ground, the engineering warlock shouted.
"Using the souls of these surviving transformed soldiers as sacrifices, I, the engineering warlock of the Skry clan, the son of the Horned Rat, and the loyal servant of the Horned Rat, Eski Ivo, dedicate the entire Blood Temple to Huang.
The Bronze Throne."
As he spoke, Esky's right paw cut open the flesh of the left paw's wrist, and the blood dyed the white fur red along the wrist, and then dripped to the ground.
Until the blood is soaked in the skull mark, Esky continued.
"Using my own blood as the order, the blasphemous zombie head of the Plague Father as the sacrifice, the beastman's body as the magic circle sacrifice, and the soul and flesh as the source of magic, I command that this space and time should be opened immediately.
Gate to the Brass Throne!"
The few remaining human soldiers, under the willpower of ice spikes, their bodies, infected by the chaotic energy emitted by the surrounding dimension stones, began to slowly melt into a pool of blood.
The stinging pain in their souls made each of them realize that not only their bodies, but also their souls had begun to collapse under the actions of that mage!
But why! That middle-aged mage, that guy named Wu Suoran, can’t block spell nodes!
Before his eyes were completely blind, he looked up at the bald middle-aged mage, but only saw a look of panic.
Part of the soldier's melted blood fell on the ground, forming a blood ribbon, and the other part was in the air, forming a bloody curtain. The smell of lightning came out of the curtain, and the huge howling sound made Eski understand.
, the portal was successful again.
However, this time no demon seemed to come out on its own initiative, so Esky continued to chant without stopping.
"Skarbrand, reaper of wrath, bloody loyalty, fool who betrayed Khorne! The despicable mage you despise most ordered you, a coward, to appear in the false temple that desecrated Khorne!" "Little mouse, no matter who you are summoning, how do I feel that you are scolding him?"
The engineering warlock looked at Neferata's forced composure and said with a smile.
"They value honor the most. If you insult him like this, it's impossible for him not to come."
As a rough sound like burning sounded in his head, the smile on the engineer's face became more and more exaggerated.
"It's actually here."
Blood ribbons composed of blood formed from corpses and souls rose up and turned into a red mist, gathering in place a behemoth more than ten meters high.
The huge black bone wings, the terrifying horns and claws, and the strong hoof tendons are becoming more and more solid in the red mist. The giant, which is taller than Neferata's throne, is still there.
The burning ax appeared in front of Eski...
Those burning eyes glared at Eski, and an angry roar came from his mouth.
"Stupid mage, how dare you insult me like this! I am the harbinger of doom, your doom! Your god of death!"
Esky resisted the physical urge to leak out the breath of fear from his body, and roared with the same vibrating rattle.
"Of course I know, you idiot who only thinks about muscles, how can you still use your ax that can split mountains to split me in two!"
The flaxseed embedded in the tongue even translated this passage again in Nehekhara, which caused Neferata behind Skarbrand to stand up in panic.
"Wait a minute! He's using provocation!"
Neferata said to Skarbrand in panic, regardless of whether the other party could understand Nehekhara.
However, the ax of harvesting wrath was still aimed at the engineering warlock.
Amid a violent tremor, as if an eight-magnitude earthquake had occurred, smoke and dust covered Eski's position.
In the smoke, Eski stared in horror at the ax that was less than one centimeter away from his feet. The high temperature on it made him almost smell the aroma of his own flesh being roasted.
The rat-fleeing technique allowed him to barely avoid Skarbrand's attack.
And the ax of Khorne is indeed powerful enough to split mountains apart - a wall of the temple was ripped open by Skarbrand's angry blow.
"Idiot, this is my escape route!"
Eski laughed in the smoke and rushed towards the area filled with magical wind.
However, in the next second, the smile of the engineering warlock who was still laughing at Skarbrand froze on his face.
The big demon wearing heavy armor and holding a battle ax ran faster than Eski, who had cast a spell.
"I'm fighting ***!"
"If you don't demolish the blasphemous Blood Temple, what are you chasing after?"
The engineer warlock roared loudly, accusing the demons of their unreasonable behavior, seeming to have forgotten that not long ago, he was insulting the followers of Khorne and the honor that the demons valued most.