Chapter 150 The aftermath of the parties in Lahmia (2)
Although Kane's followers are also full of murderous plots, judging from the social structure of the dark elves, that level is just too bland for the rats.
What's more, most of them are crazy and pose no threat to Eski.
In addition, by believing in Kane, they completely cut off the possibility of joining forces with the Gray Prophet or such forces, which is simply too profitable.
"Speaking of which, have the scouts gathered up?"
Esky suddenly turned around and asked.
He remembered that before the first escape from the Blood Temple, Black Magic Flaxseed reported that there were still three scouts alive under the search and killing of the Nehekhara people.
"Two of them came back. As for the third one, the two scouts said that the scout died heroically after a heroic battle."
"That is to say, was he plotted by them? Or was he used as bait to escape?"
Listening to the elf's reply, the engineering warlock curled his lips, not even willing to edit it properly.
At least add some details, such as being chased by a chariot, the dead scout being inspired by the horned rat, and emitting the divine light of the horned rat.
However, in Skaven society, people really don't care much about dead guys. Any rat who dies deserves it.
"I don't know the specific situation."
Hecate said, turning the dagger in her hand boredly, and shaking her body from side to side uneasily. She felt that the cold wind had been blowing here for a long time.
"Then let's go."
The engineering warlock's claws grabbed the waist of the elf and the storm rat, and he was about to initiate teleportation. Suddenly, a blue light flashed rapidly in the sky, causing him to stop the process of casting spells.
"What is that?"
Following Eski's gaze, it was a fragment with complex patterns like the previous magic shield floating in the air, and it was flying towards the mountain top where Eski was.
As the originally floating fragment fell to the ground, a large number of small blue and purple things continued to spread on the hillside.
"What is this?"
Hecate yelled and ran back in fear, blocking the Storm Rat in front of her.
But this bunker, which is shorter than herself, obviously does not give her enough sense of security.
She had also seen the devastating collision of the power of the Chaos Gods more than ten kilometers away before. Of course she knew that the fragment was the power of one of the Chaos Gods.
"Little fairy?"
Esky recognized what this thing was, and had introduced it when he was learning the wind of magic from Nu Ganqi's magic book.
"The product of the wind of magic, I remember seeing it described in the book when I was studying the wind of magic. Each kind of wind of magic can form a corresponding fairy. In addition, there are also special types."<
/p>
"But these things have a too strong smell of chaos. They feel like specialty products, and I feel there is a conspiracy in them. Moreover, that fragment was made by that thing."
Looking at the little goblin getting closer, Eski inserted his claws into the rock wall, and used the Scorch Flame Technique to burn the ground in front of him into a dead zone with green dimensional flames.
Looking at the little goblin in the fire, the oil was sizzling, emitting a burst of wonderful purple smoke, and an inexplicable smell, Eski twisted his head and said...
"Heresy is like a tree. Its leaves flutter in the broad daylight, but its roots are buried deep in the darkness. You can cut off its branches and leaves, or even cut it down to its stump, and it will always spread its branches and leaves and become stronger." "What are you talking about?"
Hecate grabbed the shoulders of the mouse, which was much shorter than her, and shook it vigorously. She said these inexplicable words, which were probably a precursor to corruption.
Although she just remembered that her soul cannot be corrupted while her soul is in a cage, but if the engineering warlock is corrupted, it will be a different matter.
"He is just a judge who issued an order of extermination. In short, the disaster of Nehekhara is coming. Let's not worry about it. Let's sneak back first. These problems will not affect the people far underground.
We are the fortress."
As he spoke, the green smoke drowned everyone, and in the green light, they disappeared among the female Ganqi goblins who would rush up even if they stepped through the flames.
The Skaven in the north began to retreat, while the city of Lahmia, which was under darkness, was in a state of distress because of the series of messes left by Eski.
Just like fuel for lighting is free, the city of Laemia is now brightly lit by torches or oil lamps, especially the part near the military camp, where the light is even brighter.
Lahmians wearing robes, short coats, and various colorful clothes were guarding a tall, almost naked young man at a corner of the city wall. This was of course Arkady, who had just dealt with corruption in the city.
Prince Zha.
Suddenly, a soldier without armor and just wearing a blue and white uniform squeezed into the crowd.
People quickly held down the soldier, who was red all over, as if he had drunk strong alcohol, and escorted him to Alkadiza.
"Report, report Alkadiza...Prince!"
The soldier gasped and spoke intermittently.
"A new monster has appeared in the military camp!"
"Calm down your anger and believe in Asaf's power!"
Holding the soldier's shoulder, the prince said words that even he did not believe. Asaf's blessing to Neferata was false. Now that the covenant has been destroyed, Nehekhara does not exist at all.
What kind of divine power?
Looking at the soldier who was still in pain, Alkadiza held the soldier's clothes in one hand and pulled him to his side.
"No matter what, take me there immediately! You continue to guard this place, don't let anyone get on the city wall, and don't touch any part of the monster or anything left behind."
Two strong men who were already quite old, with the smell of wine in their mouths, quickly drove the chariot for the prince.
They were the drivers of a caravan in Lahmia, and they were mobilized by the prince to control these military equipment while drinking in the tavern.
They were not familiar with this at first, but after practicing several times tonight, they have become more and more proficient.
"And you, prepare to wait for the opportunity in the rear."
Climbing onto the chariot with the soldiers who might be mutated in the next second, Alkadiza then greeted a few guys on horseback who looked incompatible with Lahmians.
They carry a strong odor, but inexplicably, their riding skills appear to be quite good.
When the prince was driving a chariot through the city, he accidentally discovered these guys running ahead with sabers and bows and arrows, so he included them into the temporary city defense team...
Although he probably guessed who the guy with weapons in the city so late at night was, Alkadiza didn't intend to make it clear at this time.
He relied on the city defense teams organized by various taverns and workers who were still working on the docks. Although the city wall had been occupied with the help of some soldiers who were still awake, the more professional guys, the better.
Just as we arrived at the gate of the military camp, a gray shadow fell from the sky. The tall object almost frightened the horses. The driver spent a lot of effort trying to calm them down.
The eyes of the tall snake-headed structure with a human body glowed with blue light, and these animals immediately entered a peaceful state.
"Prince, I'm here, taking the black special with me."
A figure in black robe floated in front of the prince. The thick black robe covered the entire face so that other humans could not see what was in the robe. They could only hear the sound like a broken bellows.
However, seeing the warriors of the gods, the appearance of these special black beasts that were several to ten meters high, whether they were armed civilians or soldiers guarding the gate of the camp, the morale of the soldiers who could still maintain their senses was lifted. p>
Even the redness on the soldiers' bodies has faded a bit.
"Asaf is watching us, we cannot be defeated by this despicable plan!"
Seeing the scene in front of him, Alkadiza said accordingly.
"More brothers have turned into monsters!"
"I'll go."
A relatively short black special agent about seven meters tall said to the soldier who reported.
"Soldier, lead the way."
"Yes!"
Looking at the movements of the tall statue holding the dark blue sword, Alkadiza and the others also moved forward with the opponent, preparing for the need for coordinated operations.
About twenty minutes later, in the square of the camp, in front of U***te, there were several red-skinned people whose bodies and armor had grown together, or whose heads had horns sticking out.
soldiers.
And around U***te, the redness on the soldiers who were not completely corrupted became very little.
"That's it. It seems that it can come to an end. I really didn't expect that the black special has this effect, and they didn't even tell me."
Wosuolun jumped into the prince's car and said again.
"Ask them to stay away, or we can find a more private location."
The prince was caught by Wosolun, and a gray bubble enveloped him, quickly taking him to the palace in the city.
On the bed that originally belonged to the queen, a woman with only half her body was lying on the bed in the palace. Although Alkadiza recognized the familiar width of her waist, he still asked.
"This is?"
"Neferata."
Vosolun placed his claws on Neferata's thigh, which was still in a neatly severed state, and released a burst of blue-black brilliance, which immediately aroused a burst of red mist, and then spread his claws towards the prince.
"She barely managed to save her life, but she lost too much essence due to fighting against these energies."
"Usuoran's ability to control flesh and blood is only effective for himself, let alone my ability. All in all, we have made her drink enough blood and injected a lot of necromantic energy, but it will still take a long time to fully recover.
Time."….
"She won't trust me or Wosuoran. The maid who has been with her for hundreds of years is also missing. I think it's better to leave it to you."
As he said that, Wosolun's moonlight eyes stared at the prince's dark eyes.
The prince didn't give him any time to hint, he sat down on the edge of the bed, held his head and said.
"Just seeing a demon can lead to this situation. I really don't know how humans can resist if such monsters invade in large numbers."
"I thought about it, Nehekhara no longer has the blessing of divine power, only magic can be used, and we need new power. Maybe I should open a magic school and gather talented people to study these things
."
As he said that, Alkadiza looked up at Wosolun, who didn't seem as dead as before for some reason.
But there was no fluctuation in the old vampire's eyes. Wosolun looked at Neferata whose eyes were trembling slightly, turned to look at the prince's feet, and said.
"What a great idea, but why did you tell me?"
"I mean, you can be a professor at a magic school."
Alkadiza's dark eyes stared at the monster in front of him seriously.
After seeing the previous battle scenes, the kind of power that could easily demolish the temple without resorting to external forces, he knew that Nehekhara must have power other than gods in the era when the gods retreated.
"A vampire teaches magic to mortals. What a weird scene this is. Have you ever thought about it?"
The old vampire touched his bald head, which had almost no scalp left, and only a piece of gray "thin paper" pressed against it. He exposed his ugly fangs and laughed at the prince's proposal. p>
"I know, but for the future of Nehekhara, we must disclose the existence of vampires to the Lahmians, instead of using the Blood Temple to deceive us like in the past."
"I agree with this. The method of asking believers to donate blood cannot support too many vampires, and there is no way to ensure the effectiveness of necromancy. As far as the undead engine is used to charge souls, it needs to be solved urgently."
There was a hint of ridicule in the corner of Wosolun's mouth, and the sound that sounded as unpleasant as a broken bellows also expressed the same meaning in the room.
Alkadiza
It can already be heard that this is mocking Neferata's Blood Temple and the developing faith, but the latter part seems to be making a request.
"We still need a large number of slaves to supplement these things. You have also seen the combat power of vampires. At least for now, Nehekhara also needs the power of vampires."
The old vampire leaned towards the prince, his tone pretending to be solemn and sacred.
"What do you think? The future Emperor Alkadiza."
"Is this a condition?"
Alkadiza asked.
It is not a good thing to change orders day and night, but indeed, it is too conservative to think that even the souls of slaves are not allowed to use that kind of unrivaled power.
"In fact, I repelled that threat, but now I need more souls to create weapons to resist that threat. Unfortunately, I wish I knew how Nagash intercepted the power obtained by sacrificing to the gods." "In that case, fewer souls and lives will be consumed. Of course I don't want to reduce the number of mortals because of vampire activities or the need for spells. That will cause great damage to finances, politics, and subsequent development.
Influence."
"But, even so."
In the middle of speaking, Wosolun lifted up his clothes.
On top of the originally dry gray flesh, some pink and tender new flesh grew. This new flesh was in a state of squirming against the surrounding dead skin.
But what made Alkadiza frown the most and make her feel sick was that in the middle of this mass of pink flesh, seven white eyes like moonlight appeared.
"I can be corrupted at any time. I don't know how far I can go, so even if I teach, it may not be a good thing."