The gods did not respond, just like they did to mortals who were not interested in them in the past.
Just like a few weeks ago, the barrier between the Chaos Demon Realm and reality, which seemed to have become fragile, became strong again.
Don’t the Four Gods of Chaos care?
That's right, at least Tzeentch won't care.
He could see Nagash's fate, and the dead would not cover the earth.
If Tzeentch has a reason not to come, it is very likely that the other three gods will not come.
The green flames on Nagash, who were getting closer and closer, were so bright that even the Rat Man's naked eyesight could see clearly.
Esky took out a dimensional stone coin, held it in his hand, closed his eyes and continued.
"The Great Horned Supreme, Clan Skryre needs the Lord of Disaster."
The Chaos Demon Realm, which has no time, should be able to bring back things from the future. Future creations like the Disaster Lord can theoretically be sent to this time and space.
Living, in the chaotic demon realm of this era, there is no one.
Nagash approached Eski's direction, ignoring the Storm Rat blocking him, and stared directly at the white rat he had seen in the last battle.
The will protection is quite good compared to the last time, and it cannot be killed by the soul wind blade brought by the gaze.
For Nagash, it was barely an entrance, but what made him feel sick was that there was actually his own shadow in this soul protection.
The other party closed his eyes tightly and faced the sky, as if he was begging for something. Nagash immediately rejected the last idea and spoke in Nehekhara.
"Are you begging for mercy from your masters? Are you in pain and fear because of me?"
"The last time you hit me with an iron ball, did you ever think about your own fate? For a despicable creature like you, I'm afraid not."
"Nagash, this is the first time I know you talk so much."
Eski opened his eyes and looked at the other party's arrogant movements. After realizing that the horned rat probably wouldn't provide help, he retorted forcefully.
In this way, at least when he dies, his mouth will be firm.
Nehekhara?
Nagash's originally bright eyes dimmed a bit.
I saw Nagash even stopped the action of releasing spells, and just raised his hook slightly, and the skeleton phalanx charged towards the Storm Rats' defense line.
He is not even willing to use his power to crush the Rat Man? Or does he have no more power to waste?
Looking in the direction of Nagash, Esky thought.
His gaze alone can easily kill two Storm Rats from the 169th Company. If he saves even more mana, the flames caused by the burning warpstone on his body should be extinguished soon.
Before he could figure out the outcome, the skeleton phalanx crashed into the Storm Rats' defense line with their spears like a wall.
It's just that the impact that might be very effective for ordinary clan rats was removed in front of the three rows of spears planted on the ground by the storm rats in the front row.
The Storm Rats who avoided falling to the ground under the impact grabbed hold of the spears they were trying to swing up and down and struck, and instead moved in the direction of the skeletons.
After the nearly rotten spear was broken by the Storm Rats with its strength far greater than that of a human, it was shattered into pieces of complete or incomplete bones by the approaching Storm Rats... Three more than 200 pieces.
The skeleton phalanx with bones was dismantled into an empty frame in less than two minutes.
Such a failure did not make Nagash angry. He just glanced at the feet of the Storm Rats indifferently.
A burst of shining green light shone from between the broken bones, and the dead bones scattered everywhere exploded in the green light. The violent explosion killed a large number of Storm Rats on the spot.
Those farther away were riddled with black bone fragments and their armors were shot riddled with holes.
Nagash's eyes once again moved behind the few remaining storm rats. The white rats and a group of purple things behind him had long since disappeared.
Only an old rat man was left who had lost a lot of hair, and he gingerly pulled off the green instrument on his head.
"Running away? Selling your fellow monsters is indeed a despicable thing."
"You want to run too? The teleportation magic was no longer available five minutes ago."
The old engineering warlock couldn't understand what Nagash was talking about. He looked at Nagash blankly and continued to try to squeeze out some green smoke from his body so that he could teleport away.
Damn Eski really implemented Skaven's philosophy. You don't need to run fast, as long as you run faster than your compatriots.
After several consecutive attempts, the continuous flow of magical energy in his second vision made him desperate.
Beating like a swarm of bees, the flying magical energy has completely enveloped him, and he is dead.
"How far can you run with your legs alone? Your fellow monsters will soon accompany you and turn into ashes after burning."
It was still incomprehensible Nehekhara language. In the foreign language, a severe burning pain came through the whole body. For the next second, only white vision remained in the eyes, and then it became pitch black and became deaf.
Blind again.
The consciousness of the old engineering warlock sank into darkness amid endless pain.
Less than a hundred meters away, Eski turned a few corners and disappeared from Nagash's sight. He lay on the ogre's back and directed the big man under him to run into the distance.
After turning around, there was another barricade defense organized by the engineering warlocks. Eski was so panicked that he didn't even look at the engineering warlocks over there, and commanded his servants who might have been infected by Slaanesh to run towards the eastern dock further away.
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During the constant turbulence, Esky took out the nine volumes of Tzeentch from the sapphire arch. Now he must rely on no matter whose power it is.
This time, I opened this book, which originally seemed to be just magical knowledge, but in fact the content was changing at any time. The first page that Eski saw recorded the transmission method of Nurgle's Plague Garden.
Eski no longer needs the Book of Destiny to enter Nurgle's Garden.
What is this? Toying with him?
If that's the case, why bother planning the Book of Destiny? Are you now arranging for him to escape and hide in Nurgle's Plague Garden?
Just relying on him and the youthful and degraded version of the Space Marine he created next to him?
In front of the big devil, you are just courting death.
However, if the contents of the Plague Garden could be dumped in front of Nagash... He patted the shell of the Slaanesh demon engine and signaled Zogor to stop. Esky looked at the dock of the Slippery Clan,
In other words, the underground river further behind.
The place in front of you has gathered all the summoning conditions required in the Book of Tzeentch.
A place of filth - a river where a large amount of excrement is poured into.
Symbol of disease-due to the hot and humid environment, mold exists everywhere, especially along the river banks. With these, all it takes is a little bit of warpstone and the will of the caster to meditate.
It took Eski a full ten minutes to complete the summoning rune, and the explosion that could be heard behind him just now was completely silent now.
Just by completing these patterns, Eski felt a morbid vitality in the bush, as well as a comfortable nausea.
Seven warpstone coins were thrown into the foul-smelling river water, which was filled with all kinds of bugs and flies.
This made Esky almost feel the heavy, rancid smell in the air that he couldn't bear. In his mind, a "vibrant" world filled with all kinds of mumbles and laughter was about to appear in his mind.
In front of you.
However, that image was interrupted by the strange sound and cold air behind him in the next second.
Turning around, he saw that the engineer warlock and his troops had turned into members of the army of death more than ten minutes ago.
"Ratman, you are very good at running."
On both sides of Nagash, all the passages near the port have been blocked by endless corpses and phalanxes of skeletons and spears.
"Why are you not seriously injured? It was not like this the last time you controlled the structure."
Eski asked in Nehekhara, but received no answer from Nagash.
The opponent just strengthened the sharp cold wind in the soul realm and tried to use the soul's wind blade to chop Eski into pieces.
"These things cannot be eaten."
Zogor raised his head and complained, and Eski snorted, patted his neck, and carved a 6 on it, saying.
"He doesn't want you to eat, and his taste must be quite unique."
The Slaanesh Demon Engine was supplying energy in reverse, and the power of Slaanesh, who was good at the soul realm, allowed him to barely withstand Nagash's impact. He immediately summoned a box from the sapphire arch.
Opening the box, a whole box containing ten thousand dimensional coins appeared in front of Esky and Nagash.
The flames in Nagash's eyes flickered. This amount of money was considered valuable to him who had lost more than half of the mine.
After needing burning stone to maintain his body, the output of the mine is only enough for him to maintain his body, and there is very little that can be distributed to the army.
It's just that this mouse seems to have made a mistake. Bribery at this time is ineffective.
If he kills the mouse, the money will also be his.
But the next moment, he didn't expect that, standing in the rune array just carved, the rat man changed his timid appearance before and roared with a roar that almost tore the rat man's vocal cord structure. p>
"Nurgle, Father of Plagues! Kugas! Here are the materials you want most!"
The demon summoning ceremony and the opening of the portal almost burned out the box of dimension stones - even Nagash knew that this was not a normal consumption at all, it was an energy consumption of hundreds or even a thousand times...
. Above his head, the space seemed to be broken, and the space was replaced by a yellow-green buzzing sky.
A large ball of yellow-green excrement-like mucus fell in the direction of Nagash, landing on the skull not far from Nagash, and dyed the faces of other skeletons yellow-green.<
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This made the Necromancer, who claimed to be immortal, feel angry for the first time.
The damn monster is still insulting him!
However, what he didn't expect was that in the excrement, the yellow-green mucus gradually combined to form a small fat man less than thirty centimeters tall, with a body full of pustules and rotten flesh.
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He stuck out his tongue, grinned happily, and danced cheerfully on top of the can on the skull that was less than 20 meters away from Nagash.
More and more little fat men fell like a tide from the hole above Nagash's head, like rain.
A little fat man grabbed the feet of the other two little fat men and let them hug each other and fall down like a parachute.
The little fat guys performed various funny moves with different skills, laughed happily, fell downwards, and then dripped wriggling yellow-green mucus on the ground or on the skeletons.
A lot of little fat men smiled and held their fat little hands, and shook each other, smashing several skeletons into pieces.
And the effect of investing a lot of energy into the portal is more than just that.
Three yellow-green curtains, twice as tall as Nagash, appeared behind and to the sides of Nagash, carrying clouds of foul-smelling mist. Behind Eski, the tallest portal appeared.
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The portals in all these directions blocked all of Nagash's escape routes. The ones that came out not far away were like toads, but in front of him, there were all kinds of disgusting structures pouring out.
There were more, the big fat guy who did ten times more damage than the little fat guy, also smiling and holding a sword, surrounding Nagash and the dead bodies around him.
"Let's go! Let's enter the portal quickly!"
Looking at the stinky smoke forming behind him like the last time he summoned Skarbrand, Eski urged the remaining Zogor.
If you enter the Chaos Demon Realm at this time, you may be able to keep your troops empty, and you may even be able to steal Nurgle's failed products.
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And maybe, relying on the emptiness of the Plague Garden, he can attract the armies of the other three gods to attack, saving him effort.
While conceiving some ingenious plans to attract the armies of the other three gods, Eski didn't even notice that Nagash, who had been defended, stretched out his claws.
A magical torrent hit the ogre like a war hammer, accelerating and pushing him forward, directly into the portal.
However, Eski was shot down by the magical energy that suddenly turned upward, and his legs were tightly tied.
He watched in despair as the gas around him took shape and turned into something much taller than that fat man.
Nurgle!
The big fat man twisted his neck and dropped a large piece of debris on the ground, turning into various weird and slimy creatures.
He scratched his armpits, and another large piece of rotten flesh with pus fell off, turning into an even more disgusting creature... For a while, his face was filled with smiles, and he could even see the corners of his mouth that were broken from laughter.
Only when the fat man saw the rotting gums did he notice the white mouse that was restrained below and his little creation was not allowed to be stored.
"Rat? Rat-man! I remember you."
He muttered but kindly.
"Your bladder plays a role in creating immune-related diseases."
"Man, my name is Kugas, what's your name?"
"Eski Kugas? How do your creations compare to the plague on my chest?"
Esky pretended to be calm and asked, but unexpectedly, the other party really scratched his chin, rubbing out the rotten meat and mud while thinking.
After a few minutes, he said.
"Man, this should be called Necrophilia Spreading Syndrome, not just a plague. Considering that you are not knowledgeable enough, I forgive you on behalf of my father."
Kugas' face, which looked like a ball of rotten fat, with his long tongue covered with blisters and pustules, showed a kind smile. He was imitating his father, and then he said happily
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"Although this work is not as good as my father's, the creator of this cute little thing should make my father very happy."
After passing the parliament for a while, the big fat man tilted his head, and a lot of rotten flesh fell to the ground, bursting with green juice. Soon these things started to flow, turning into small moving things and spreading everywhere.
"Undead? I have never liked the world after death, and neither does my father, but I followed here, ah, I found it."
Kugas patted his thigh and looked in the direction of Nagash.
"It turns out to be here, isn't it over there? Cute little thing, I'll come back to you later and let my brother play with you for a while. I have to help the guys here get rid of the nasty death first.
Drop."
Just as his palm was trying to touch Eski's skin, a green barrier burst with violent ripples.
"Dimensional force field? Poor technique."
The next second, his palm appeared injured.
A white barrier, along with the silvery-white rune marks on the white mouse's body, appeared between them. A small piece of meat in Kugas' hand was evaporated and disappeared.
"Ah!"
Kugas shouted in pain and retracted his palm.
"Divine barrier?"
The Great Demon of Nurgle only frowned slightly, then stretched his hand back, and the smile on his face decreased slightly.
"Hate father's gift so much? If so, I will be angry."
Kugas took out a bell from the rotten flesh on his buttocks and shook it gently for a while. Eski's face suddenly turned pale, and his pink lips lost all color.
He suddenly realized that his soul was being spied on, no, it was being searched openly and openly.
"Why do you want to find my father's failed works? It turns out that it is Him who always does things that make my father unhappy."
Kugas' tone became more and more unhappy, but soon, Yu returned to his previous kind smile.
"This kind of thing cannot be called a plague at all. It is just the spread of death. Although the failed products can also be removed, there is an easier way, so I will help you."
Lilith's magical barrier was shattered in an instant, and red blisters quickly spread all over Esky's body, beginning to rot and ooze pus.
Some small moving things, whether they were bugs or something else, were moving in the damaged flesh holes, causing Eski unbearable itching and pain.
"These little lives can easily swallow up death. Father doesn't like death, so you can live in peace with them from now on."
The wind of life cannot cure these diseases! Rather, after the clear spring of the wind of life flows into the body, these things become more active!
"It seems you like them too."
Kugas smiled and clapped his hands.
"However, don't feed them often. It's not good to spoil them. You have to let them take care of themselves."
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When things perish, how can they survive? Remind you: remember to collect after reading it