Esky pinched the bloody corpse, let the rough red and brown meat enter his mouth, and chewed it carefully.
In addition to the smell of rat people, this piece of meat also has a strong mutton smell.
"Which clan is a cross between a rat thing and a ewe?"
Although I don’t want to believe it, this thing does have brown fur, not the black color of the storm rat.
Coupled with the rat-man flavor in the meat, there is a high probability that it contains clan rat genes.
As a chaotic and twisted mortal race, there is no reproductive isolation between Skaven and any species in the world, but the fetuses born will be born twisted by chaos.
It's just...right now, will this suspicion really evolve to this point?
It looks more like a failure in the laboratory.
After taking a few steps into the interior, you can indeed vaguely see the smooth tunnels used to process aberrant hybrids in the breeding pits in the distance.
"We have to go a little deeper and test whether this thing can last long enough to fight..."
Esky stretched out his claws backwards and did not touch the ogre that was supposed to be following behind, and looked back angrily.
"Zogor, what are you doing?"
Zogor still stayed at the door, chewing the raw meat of the aberration.
He held a few freshly dug eyeballs with tubes attached in his hands, and stretched them in the direction of Eski.
"These eyeballs, eaten with different mouths, don't have the same taste."
As he spoke, Zogor swallowed the two eyeballs in his hand with the two mouths on his tongue.
"Eyeballs?"
Eski walked over in confusion, took out one from the half-parted body of the aberration, and opened the deep magic vision.
"The response to chaotic energy is quite active. It seems that this ghost place can also be used to farm black magic materials."
"But now, put down what you are holding, there will be more aberrations waiting for you later!"
The ogre calmly drank up the aberration's brains in one gulp, as if he was sucking pudding.
"Okay, okay, engineer, I'll be here right away."
Zorgol replied in rat language that was much clearer than before.
The entire test took about two hours in an almost completely dark environment.
Under the continuous cutting of the chain sword, large areas of plasma and meat sauce were left in the tunnel that originally contained only filth and debris, which could be licked by the weak aberrations.
The ogre also had a good meal at the same time.
After eating two pots of stew, he ate so many aberrations again that the ogre didn't even say he was full.
Esky looked at the powered armor that was stained red by plasma, but the aberration only had minor scratches, and couldn't help but cursed secretly.
Under the deep magic field of vision, red and pink-purple light appeared there.
"Ogre? The noble engineer warlock of the Skry clan, actually uses such a lowly creature?"
As soon as the door was opened, a biting sarcasm in rat language came out of the light.
The ogre covered his eyes, which had been adapted to the darkness for a long time, so as not to see the dazzling green light. Eski's eyes hidden under the observer could see clearly who was coming.
It was a clan rat whose face was covered with squirming tumors and a small piece of dimension stone was inserted... The weapon he held in his hand was like a riot fork, but it had spikes inside. Under the magic vision,
You can also detect the magical reaction on the surface.
Among the Skaven, only one clan wears such attire.
"Model clan?"
Eski walked slowly outside, looking at the big man around the rat man with fear - a man with a mouse head, a huge body covered with suture marks caused by surgery, and claws bigger than Eski's head.
A lot of monsters.
This made the model of the Model clan have an increasingly obvious smile on his face. He took a step back and exposed his neck, as if to show submission, but in Esky's view, it was more like ridicule.<
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"Ankenuo, Model's trapper. I heard from some people that you took this stupid creature into the underground labyrinth. Why don't you use our weapons?"
Ankenuo asked, approaching the expressionless ogre who was still chewing on a piece of bloody thigh in his hand.
Looking at the ogre's appearance, the trapper became more and more disgusted.
"I heard that you used a Thirteen Claw Dimension Coin to buy these things, which is more expensive than our quotation."
"Look at our rat troll."
"A perfect weapon that combines the strength of an ogre and the flexibility of a rat-man, and was developed after thirteen transformation surgeries."
"You only need Twelve Claw Dimensional Coins and a few unimportant political treaties to bring them back to your clan."
With that said, Ankenuo pressed the button on the "explosion-proof fork". After a moment of movement that made Esky uncomfortable, the rat troll roared, and the trapper continued.
"You see, my rat troll is faster than your ogre."
At the same time as these words were spoken, the rat troll attacked the ogre who was eating.
Under Esky's extraordinary vision, the rat troll's claws were swung as fast as an ordinary Skaven, about three times faster than the movement speed of a human arm.
Its claws struck at Zogor's exposed head before the ogre could put down its fleshy legs.
The demon engine made a buzzing sound, and the claws just hit the breastplate of the brand-new power armor, leaving dent marks.
Just when the rat troll was about to withdraw its claws, Zogor's smooth right hand, which was originally holding the raw meat, successfully grabbed its arm.
The demon engine made a louder buzzing sound. Zogor pulled the rat troll's arm back hard, and the rat troll's body broke from the chest, and red, black, yellow, and green body fluids flowed all over the floor.
Yes.
Eski walked up to the rat troll and was happy to see the white ribs clearly visible under the torn-off skin.
"It seems that your rat troll is not very good?"
The engineering warlock sneered mercilessly.
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"This, this is not the power of the ogre! That kind of stupid thing!"
Annock slapped himself and immediately came back to his senses. His eyes suddenly became fanatical and he looked at Eski and said.
"I, I know! Skulli's, Skulli's creation!"
"Engineer Warlock, I am sure that if your technology can be combined with Model's technology, we will be able to create the most powerful weapon in the world, and we can win any war."... "I am not in the big city.
Having seen this technology, this technology must be your unique creation, so even if we cooperate, Mosquita's...I mean, the chief engineering warlock will not find it."
This actually made Esky wonder. Do the ratmen of Model have no shame at all?
Generally speaking, for the Rat Man who does not allow his authority to be challenged at all, his blatant ridicule just now is enough to be asked to duel or to be assassinated.
"I said, I've laughed at you so much, why don't you still?"
Esky asked confusedly.
"That's nothing, Engineer Warlock!"
Ankenode's tone became more and more fanatical, and he got closer to the engineering warlock.
"I am a clan rat! You see, those black-haired people called me brown-haired bastards many times. I ate the dimension stone and became stronger than them. I ate them all."
"So, you will do this to me in the future?"
The engineer warlock sneered.
Seeing that the trapper wanted to say something, he immediately stopped him.
"Shut up, Model's stuff, I will place some orders with you later, don't use your noisy throat to force me to do it now."
With that said, he took the ogre away with his teleportation ability, leaving only the words of Model's trapper.
"Wait a minute, engineer warlock! Those black-skinned things are just relying on their bodies, we are cooperating as equals!"
Returning to Skull's restaurant, after placing the ogre, he carved runes on the parts in the factory.
Esky recalled what happened just now and moved his paws uneasily.
He does not intend to explain the principle of power armor, and the main reason for his unwillingness to deepen cooperation is as unknown as the source of the current uneasiness.
Since the future and the past are one and the same in the Chaos Demon Realm, the technology of the Demon Engine is more than three thousand years ahead of Skaven.
If spread widely now, it would make the Skaven too powerful.
The one who threatens this world is the Skaven. Maybe he can really destroy this world and rule its ashes.
If it evolves into 40K-level technology and hits the Middle Ages, Eski doesn't even know how to prevent the destruction of Skaven.
The other world-destroying forces alone are enough for him to worry about.
Grimgor Ironhide can defeat the Chaos Dwarves with train cannons, the Ogre Empire with the Big Maw God, the Wasteland Chaos with all four gods and demons, and Cathay ruled by the ancient dragon clan. He is proficient in assassination and can kill giants alone.
Dragon's Eshin Clan.
All this shows that the green skin is constantly getting stronger.
Even without the Skaven, Undead, Chaos and other forces that want to destroy the world, the Greenskins will probably eventually destroy the world.
There are also lizard people. If one day Mazdamudi can unify the lizard people's thoughts and decide to restart the big plan, Master Ma will lead his friends to destroy the world personally.
The railguns of the God Engine and the Slann magic that can move mountains and reclaim seas are enough to reshape the world.
Counting this way, there are five known world-destroying forces, not just one Archaon.
How to ensure the fragile balance among them without turning them into a super doubled strength due to the butterfly effect, Esky is unwilling to think about it... However, if the strength of the Model clan increases, it will be able to deal with
Will this battle be helpful?
Nurgle's garden is not a place that can be penetrated casually.
Even Skarbrand, who had chased him all over the place before, with the army of Khorne, was almost impossible to penetrate the happy home of "Fat Brother" and "Little Cutie".
With such contradictory feelings, after the finished parts were enough to build another pair of power armor, Eski arrived at the Model clan's new headquarters.
Ankenuo warmly welcomed Esky and invited him into the laboratory.
There are glasses, metal containers, ceramic containers, pipes, and the like everywhere here.
There are light or dark green medicines in glass bottles, and a large amount of these unknown medicines are being injected into the bodies of ordinary slave rats, wolf rats, or various other animals by lab rats wearing gas masks.
Not long after, they either mutated into a ball of rotten flesh, or grew some strange limbs, and were killed by Model's trappers.
Only a handful of lucky ones were taken deeper into the world by predators.
Around this scene, Ankenuo frowned, but not at the tragic fate of the experimental subjects.
"So, you plan to buy a batch of wolf rats from the Hell Pit?"
The trapper was quite dissatisfied. He thought the engineering warlock was here to discuss cooperation, but that was all.
But the next second, he returned to smiling.
"It's okay if you don't want to cooperate, but I still have a question."
"From some secret channels, we learned that you plan to enter the Chaos Demon Realm, and you are going to the garden of the Plague Father."
Seeing the surprised look on Eski's face, the trapper's smile became even brighter.
"We will provide you with rat trolls and the wolves and rats you need. There is no charge, but it is not provided for free."
"I will send our troops. We had a brief internal exchange before. We agreed that the Garden of the Plague Father, a place without inanimate things, has what we need."
The trapper pointed at the new experimental subjects that were being tested again, shook his head and said.
"Behemoths in the world have their limits. After creating the rat troll, we were worried about whether we could create stronger weapons."
Esky was silent for a while and asked.
"So, your legion is leaving the underground fortress?"
"Of course, after defeating the undead troops here."
Ankenuo shrugged, but in exchange for Eski's displeasure.
"I know you will put new biological weapons into the battlefield."
"But all the lord-level combat forces in Skary will not enter the ground battlefield, and my ogres will not enter unless it is determined that Nagash is incapable of fighting."
"Only clan rats can go into battle immediately."
"This will have an impact on the Skullie clan's business, do you understand?"
A little green spark emerged from the engineering warlock's paws, curled his fur, and continued.
"Can you solve this problem?"
In response to the Engineer Warlock's almost interrogative tone, the trapper's yellow teeth were exposed under his smile.
"Of course not, Engineer Warlock. However, soon the War Council and the Gray Prophets will let you solve our problems."
"Then I'll wait."
The two sides quickly ended the meeting in an unpleasant atmosphere.
Teleporting back to the Skry clan, Esky immediately convened a meeting in a factory.
Since the area of the industrial area is not small, it is not as dense as the laboratory. Unlike Eski, the engineering warlocks who have rich mana and dare to use teleportation spells look like they are about to get angry.
However, Eski's tone was even gloomier than theirs.
"I haven't heard from you yet how many troops our Skrei clan has now."
Eski glanced at the newly built barracks below the industrial area. Through them, he could estimate the number of troops to be in the tens of thousands.
But no one has ever reported the exact number.
Until now, he didn't even know how many were private soldiers of the engineering warlocks and how many were transferred over by the chief engineering warlocks.
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