"Grandpa, if you don't want my things to come in, how about you quiet this thing down a little bit."
Esky continued to mutter to himself to the lines on his chest, while collecting the wind of shadow under the shadow of the dimensional stone light.
Of course he knew that such words, even if Nagash heard them, would only draw ridicule from the big-boned man, and then make the other party more interested.
Saying this now is more like giving yourself a psychological hint.
But, do you really want to go to the Chaos Demonic Realm? With your current strength? The Book of Destiny will also attract the enslavement of Nu Qianqi.
Eski faced, and the gray mist wrapped around his left paw as Anoquayan chanted, allowing him to carve the newly learned spell on the surrounding ground.
Teleportation ritual spells and shadow teleportation arrays in Nv Ganqi’s nine volumes.
Send.
If it had been him in the past, he wouldn't have believed that this kind of spell was in Nu Ganqi's books. After all, who knows if Nu Ganqi will let you teleport to random places.
But now, with his life threatened by Nagash, he can no longer think about corruption.
The consumption of teleportation is still too great. Even Eski's increased magic power after receiving the blessing from the gods is still not enough to support him to travel back and forth between the southern stronghold and the underground fortress.
Only this kind of ritual magic can teleport him nearly 130 kilometers away with a little magic power.
Although this magic circle is still not enough to teleport him directly to the Skull Industrial Area, the rest of the journey can be easily completed using teleportation.
It took about more than an hour, and Esky finally completed the last rune.
This did not make him feel much more relaxed, but instead made him more concerned about the threat from Nagash.
Esky raised his eyes and frowned as he looked at Hecate, who was holding Elizabeth next to her seat like a sculpture and teaching Elvish language word by word.
It seems that the problem with this elf occurred a few days ago. Could it be that Nagash's gadget was responsible for it?
However, fortunately, the elf's soul is still in his hands, so there is no possibility of Nagash taking away Hecate's soul.
Summoning the soul cage again in his hand, the elf soul who still held the cage tightly with a sad face made him confirm Hecate's safety, so Eski asked.
"Hecate, why are you like this?"
"I want to get my soul back. I have begun to become like a dead person. I can't find the feeling that I am still alive. It's like an empty shell. It's all because of you, damn mouse."
Hecate's words still sounded vivid and had her previous emotions, but there was still a subtle sense of dissonance between the tones.
"Tsk, there is such a thing. I still like you better the way you were before."
The engineer warlock immediately thought of things in another Warhammer universe, those things that were deceived by the Star God and lost their souls.
Taking out the moon-white cage, Eski observed carefully. It was of course impossible to release this sad soul. Not even Nagash could make the dark elves give up running away, let alone him...
.
Moonlight Girl's divine power is sealed quite tightly, but relying on the runes on her right claw, she can still reveal a slight crack in this cage.
If Nagash's magic is used to reconnect the soul and body through some subtle connection.
Eski thought about this possibility and ordered Hecate to carry Elizabeth into his bedroom again. At least for now, he did not have extra time to study this spell.
The research of spells has always been time-consuming, and the witch spirit can only continue to be a disguised undead spirit for a period of time.
Looking at the memo still lying on the table, Esky tapped the rat-skin paper, thinking about what he should be busy with next.
The affairs of the Mede clan are relatively worry-free.
When they entered the city, they almost completely took over the stronghold established at the entrance of the underground passage. Only those who fished at sea
The fish and the plundering small clan have no way to control it because they have not come back yet.
More than 10,000 rats who have believed in Kane have sacrificed some of the weaklings of the original rats to Kane. The internal organs and blood have built an altar in a ring around the parliament that stands at the lowest point of the city.
With the high birth rate of the rat people, it should be possible to establish a large enough sacrifice system soon, and also solve the overpopulation problem that all rat clans have.
But...
Eski walked to the window and looked at the fresh heart that was still being taken out below.
This reminded him of the Aztecs and their fate.
Although the various primitive tribes around the Aztecs did not understand what the God the Spaniards believed in was, judging from the performance, at least this god would not dig out their hearts and sacrifice them to the sun god or something like that.
.
So, they joined forces with the Spanish to quickly destroy the Aztecs.
Eski pinched his beard and shook his head. The Aztecs were the cause of the trouble by oppressing foreigners, while the Skaven oppressed their own tribe, so the problem shouldn't be that serious.
Returning to the table and looking at a request document from the prison, Eski called the guards outside the door with a loud rattle. As the next order was passed, several Storm Rats as personal guards quickly
A group of humanoid prisoners were escorted to the parliament hall.
Two human children, and two vampires with the appearance of the Eastern Silk Country.
Eski first approached the royal brother and sister, who had wheat-colored skin and long, silky black hair. Their dark eyes showed fear under the illumination of the dimensional stone lamp.
"Human brats, it seems you are having a hard time here."
The pink rat claws grabbed his head and rubbed his black hair, and then the engineering warlock spoke maliciously. What he said was the Neheka that he had just learned from the soul of black magic flaxseed using soul magic these days.
La language.
"I hope you haven't forgotten how your mother died."
Patting his left paw on the face that was so angry that it was sparkling with tears, Eski said with a sharp smile.
"That's the look, I like it very much."
"Asaf's holy blood family, Laemia's royal bloodline, you and your sister have attracted my attention."
With that said, the engineering warlock took one bite and made a small hole in the little prince's shoulder. He licked it with his pink tongue and smeared the blood on the canines of the engineering warlock Senbai...
"Ordinary salty taste, it seems that the so-called holy blood has no effect."
The wind of life filled the wound of the pale little prince, but in the end it left scars caused by the sharp long front teeth.
"Prince of Lahmia, this is a mark. From now on, you can no longer escape the mark of Eski, the engineer warlock of the Skry clan."
Smiling and confining the prince and his sister to the chairs, Eski approached the other two oriental faces.
"And you two vampires."
The two vampires looked at Eski with weak expressions, as if they were trying to endure something, and their frowns made Eski interested in approaching the Prince of the East, who reeked of corpse stench. "Xia Haifeng, our Prince Xia, when you were still a prince, I'm afraid you would never have imagined that you would end up like this. I just like the expressions like this on the faces of nobles and dignitaries like you. It's like shooting. (Blessings from the Big Horned Rat)
It feels so good to cum."
Esky laughed maniacally and whispered obscenities in Prince Xia's ears in Nehekhara that he could understand.
This made the chaotic energy belonging to the horned rat in Eski's body become active, and a green luminous mist enveloped him. Eski could even hear the sharp rattle from the void.
Laugh.
Eski excitedly began to curse the names of every Gray Prophet he had known before.
What kind of heresy? Doesn’t the horned rat still laugh because of this kind of work?
This made the green magic power in his body more and more active. Taking advantage of the heat in his brain, Eski approached the other side and was still wearing blood-stained clothes
She wears a maid uniform, but she doesn’t have the sour smell of the little prince over there.
"And you, Naema, how do you feel about getting along with your former master?"
The engineering warlock stroked the face of Neferata's maid, who was already much shorter than him, and even extended the spikes on his claws to her face.
"Have these two arms recovered? The last time the bone marrow came out, it scared me. Beautiful girls would also ooze red and white liquid."
The other party didn't react at all, and his brows furrowed even tighter.
The slightly bored engineering warlock turned on his deep magic vision, only to find that her life had become quite weak.
"Oh, I remembered, is this, blood thirst?"
Esky suddenly thought that vampires need to drink blood every day, and he captured these people to the rat man's stronghold, and until now, he has never given them blood to drink.
"You want to drink blood?"
"How could I forget this?"
"Hecate, come here."
Eski called out the elf in the bedroom, found a silver cup from the cabinet next to the parliament, and placed it on the table.
The sharp claws carrying the wind of life opened the artery on Hecate's wrist, and the blood soon filled the silver cup with a large bowl.
The wind of life poured in along the open wound, and it must soon be able to replenish Hecate's missing blood.
Holding the quilt and approaching Naema, Eski showed a kind smile.
"Drink, Neferata's Naema, this is the blood of elves, much higher than human blood."…
Then, he frowned and looked at the green-skinned Xia Haifeng over there with disgust, and casually picked up a slave rat and sent it to him.
"As for you, surnamed Xia, the dirty blood of slave rats matches your appearance better."
With that said, the engineering warlock no longer cared about the situation over there and focused his energy on the oriental woman in front of him.
"It's a pity, maid of the East, that while you were in my captivity and didn't know anything, your mistress had already put her whole body and soul into the arms of that prince, and it seemed that she was going to become Khemri's
Queen."
The engineering warlock let out a sharp laugh and laughed at the maid.
"How is it possible! The prince's mind is filled with..."
"It's all honor and sacrifice, can't you accept a vampire?"
Eski spoke out the thoughts in her mind before Naema. When the oriental woman was shocked, she hooked up her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth. The trickle of soul that could not be seen under non-magical vision really made his
The taste buds show a variety of flavors.
With these tastes, a woman's thoughts will soon be known to him.
"The taste of soul is delicious, but do you think you are protecting her by ruining her plan to hook up with the prince?"
"It seems that it's just pure jealousy. You can't stand the way the woman you like falls into the arms of a man?"
It seemed that she had really imagined the scene that Esky had described for her. Naema became angrier and tried to break away from the control of the dimensional force field and shouted.
"Shut up!"
"Okay, I'll shut up."
Eski said, waving his claws to strengthen the dimensional force field, pressing the woman firmly to the table, and returned to the main table of the parliament.
Looking around at the humans and vampires who were already sitting on the seats that were supposed to be rat-man parliamentarians, Esky shook his head and smiled frivolously.
"It seems that you are all destined to be with me, otherwise you would not have become my prisoners."
Everyone had angry eyes, but they couldn't do anything to Eski.
"This underground palace is your new living area."
The white-haired rat pointed at several gates in the back.
With the action of the dimensional force field, the black wooden door gradually opened, revealing an entire alleyway behind it.
Behind the uneven stones, there are more than a dozen rooms, all of which are served by slave rats. They must be able to keep these people.
class, or non-human.
Esky stopped this kind of thinking and looked around again.
He found that this kind of place might already be considered a luxury place for the rats who even had a good location in a shack. For these people, it was no better than an iron bed in a prison, and then said.
"I know this rat's nest that this bastard lives in can hardly be called a palace now, but soon I will make it more like a palace."
As he spoke, a burst of green smoke flashed through, and everyone disappeared in front of Eski's eyes.
The next document comes from his nominal apprentice, the engineering sorcerer apprentice named Aikins who he got from Whitrick.
This is not even a document, but a greeting from a student to his master, and a subtle yet obvious hint as to whether Eski should teach him more magic.
It seems that the apprentice is not satisfied with just learning the wind of metal.
Teaching him is not a big deal. Rather, teaching these things in the southern stronghold is much more convenient.
Tapping the files on the desktop with his fingers, Eski twisted his neck and muttered to himself.
"It seems that my school has to be set up here. There are still too many spies in the underground fortress."
It wasn't until I entered a place like this that I realized that compared to the Skary Clan's headquarters, a stronghold completely under my control was much more convenient.
At least, the Gray Prophet's claws cannot reach such a private stronghold.