Blue runes are spread all over the surrounding space.
The runes affixed to the oak bulkhead are densely packed with countless runes. Even the windows at the stern are covered with these runes, making it impossible for the engineering warlocks to see clearly outside the windows.
Among them, you can see many other phrases that belong to the space in Arno Quayyan, and there are also some unique runes, which are probably unique to Tzeentch like Slaanesh spells?
"Can you see this?"
The engineer warlock asked the wizard spirit.
Under second vision, the degree to which everyone can see is different depending on their perception ability.
"What do you mean? These runes?"
Wu Ling looked at the engineer warlock with some doubts. The big demon had come so clearly just now. She could see it very clearly. She could even see the poreless skin wrinkles on the birdman's body. What else was he asking?
Are these words still glowing? Is her concentration so poor?
What does this mouse think she is?
"Is your second vision so sharp? Are Grond's enrollment requirements so high?"
The engineer warlock is very puzzled. Isn’t she not talented enough? Then there are not many things that can be seen through the second vision. As long as the mage can perceive under the second vision, then theoretically, he can control the things he perceives.
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"This thing belongs to that evil god. Of course anyone can see it, as long as they have second sight. Don't you have any common sense?"
The lazy and hoarse Druzil of the Witch Spirit not only did not appear lustful at this moment, but instead made the engineering warlock detect a hint of ridicule.
When did this world have this kind of common sense? Why didn’t he know about it in Skaven City?
"Damn it, you are so arrogant. Have I fallen under the halo of wisdom?"
After casually releasing his dimensional stance, the engineer warlock patted the white hair on his face, trying to cheer himself up.
Thinking of this, Esky looked at the nine books left behind by the devil, or at least influenced by them.
"Hecate, with your more than nine hundred years of experience, do you think I should read these books?"
Wu Ling rolled his eyes and started calling names without saying a few words. Are they familiar?
And this question is enough for idiots.
"Based on my nine hundred years of experience, whether you should watch it or not, you want to watch it anyway."
Regardless of whether there are any future troubles in the books revised by Tzeentch, the quality is definitely top-notch.
I haven’t collected such good books in many years.
What's the big deal? I'll turn into a birdman?
"Then I'll watch it."
Looking at the wizards and elves, the engineer warlock rarely wanted to gain a sense of identity.
"If you want to see it, go see it quickly. It looks so vulgar."
Wu Ling waved her hand and signaled the engineer to stay away, lest any accident happen and affect her.
Maybe it’s because I haven’t read it carefully before, maybe it’s because the demon of Tzeentch activated the magic after it arrived. The covers of the nine books all have blue runes, so that even the engineering warlocks dare not touch the pages with their hands.<
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Eski, Eski, what are you struggling with?
Didn’t you touch them all just now?
After making up his mind, the engineer warlock opened the pages of the book and began to talk.
"I'll look through the catalog first. There won't be any problem in looking through the catalog. Yes, let's look at the wind of life first."
"The wind of life...is here, the wind of life, page 439."
The title of "The Wind of Life" was dyed in green, not Tzeentch's blue. The engineer warlock breathed a sigh of relief and continued reading.
——The growth of all things is closely related to the wind of life. Birth, death, continuous cycles, everything is constantly changing...
Stop——
The engineering warlock stopped reading. He was a little confused. This was only the first page. Is it so obvious that private goods were included?
It stands to reason that if it is Tzeentch's personal property, he should be allowed to subtly transform into a Tzeentch believer. This would be more in line with Tzeentch's style.
It’s so obvious. Will he be able to easily eliminate the influence soon? I don’t understand.
Why? Does He really like to tell facts to convince me? Or not? He has other arrangements?
No, it’s not just that. The doubt this time is also very questionable. Did He lead me to doubt this?
That's enough. The engineering warlock stopped his confused brain, temporarily put aside these thoughts, and continued to read.
It’s really embarrassing, just because this book is related to Him, just because of an obvious sentence that contains personal information, it became like this.
"Wait."
The engineer warlock suddenly remembered that something was still wrong.
"What are you going to do again?"
Wu Ling sat on the ground and asked impatiently.
Because the clothes are not covering the body, no, to be precise, there is nothing hanging on the body at all. Although I am blessed by Kane and do not feel itchy or cold, I still feel the pain due to direct contact with the cold cage.
And feel uncomfortable.
Because of this reason, she didn't sleep well last night. Even in the dungeon of the Scurvy Clan, her sleep would have been better than now.
The engineering warlock is still asking endless questions, which is really annoying.
"What books did you bring on board?"
Sure enough, it is another useless waste of time.
"How do I know this?"
"Where are you three?"
The three elves in the cage were stunned for a moment before they realized that they were being asked.
"I don't know."
The pirates obviously have a much gentler tone than the Witch Spirits, and the engineering warlocks appreciate their attitude. Unfortunately, compared with the Witch Spirits, they are indeed useless.
"What's the general scope? Is there any teaching about magic?"
The engineering warlock turned around and asked the wizard.
"Are you crazy? Pirates bring that kind of stuff."
Yes, how come pirates carry teaching books on spells? Even if they do, they should be carried by the sorceresses of Grond.
In other words, these books are all products of Tzeentch, and not a single word is the original text.
Eski lowered his head and looked at the first spell instruction in the book, which was a healing spell, the healing spell of the wind of life.
Forget it, I’ve seen it all, don’t worry about it anymore.
The door was knocked again. The engineering warlock who was seriously studying how to use the wind of life was controlling the wind of magic on a small scale, but he almost made a spell error due to this rapid knock on the door.
Opening the door, there is the secretary again.
I happened to be very angry, but I came to the door myself.
The engineer warlock was about to attack when the clerk handed over another box.
"Clerk, you've copied it again...so quickly?"
Eski weighed the box and found that it was not much lighter.
This is faster than last time. Last time, I still had at least one night for him to copy.
Really suspicious.
"Six books?"
The numbers are also suspicious.
The engineering warlock looked at the purple light in the scribe's eyes with suspicion, and saw that the scribe exuded the fear of rat men. Mobrier immediately backed away and said.
"Master, I'm going to take a rest, and then I'll start copying again right away."
"Wait a minute, now that you're here, don't leave."