After a long time, the high temperature in the city caused by the flames with the magic power of the dimension stone not only did not drop, but became even more scorching. 禴
So much so that extraordinary human beings have chosen to camp in abandoned mountain fortresses in the south.
And those extraordinary slaves spend time with a white mouse in front of their master.
Nagash was sitting on the temporary bone throne, with green flames flashing in his eyes with interest. He had already obtained a lot of interesting memories from the soul of this rat.
Although a blue-purple hidden spell barrier tried to block Nagash's spellcasting, it only took an hour for this restriction to be useless.
In it, he obtained many facts and truths that would shatter a mortal's self.
A different world, a world with a map similar to this planet.
As for the connection between the game background story and reality in that world, the common sense of people in their world, and of course, the origin of this little mouse, it is quite a tricky thing to calculate carefully.禴
After he learned certain things, he felt more and more clearly the chaotic world with almost no concept of time, and the four "gods" in it.
Such a thing as God should not exist in his world.
If there is to be a god, he should be the only god.
While he was thinking, the white mouse interrupted him.
After he stopped warning the other party to surrender, the little mouse, whose body was already rotten and quite vital, was saying some words that made his servant dare not breathe.
"I know you are trying to cover this world with the curtain of death, leaving only one will left in the world, which is you."
"But you are already dead. No matter how many life elixirs you drink, how many dimension stones and magic you use to extend your life, you have turned into a body of death. You have become a tool for necromancy to reproduce yourself."
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"With the only will in the world, what's the point of thinking? Without meaning, you are just a puppet without a thought."
Several human slaves secretly raised their heads, with a look of fear in their blue and black eyes. The mouth of this mouse was probably hard even if it was cooked.
But his master didn't seem to think so. A strange laughter came from the black skull whose muscles were either withered or burned by green flames.
As the Immortal waved, the cage of the traveler from another world floated in front of him.
"You say I have no thoughts? What do you have? So many secrets, another world? Rat people, humans?"
"Isn't everything you are doing now just trying to imprint your past and the past world here? For example, what Side 1 you have in the south?"
The fire in the skull moved slightly.禴
"Mobile Suit Gundam? Principality of Zeon? Battle of Britain?"
When these words came out of Nagash's mouth, Eski felt so completely ridiculous that he didn't even know what to say.
Instead of letting others explode the gold coins, I actually exploded the gold coins first.
Time travel, knowing the plot in advance, he should have been the one who cheated, but now, it seems that Nagash is the one with the golden finger... Nagash's words are reflected in Esky's
At a loss what to do comes one after another.
"Why hide your identity? Why deny yourself?"
"Just for the so-called plot? You know, the so-called plot has changed since the moment you came." 禴
"If these are the compromises you made to protect yourself, what happens next?"
The black bones of the Necromancer outline Eski's past memories in the air.
That was when I was in Skaven City.
He has been adopted as an adopted son by the engineering warlock. As a white-haired rat, he has also received the attention of the clan.
But before he was in a high position, he still tried to use his knowledge to deploy factories and snatch resources, so much so that he fought with his adoptive father and was punished here.
"As an engineering warlock, almost a guinea pig, there is no need for you to work so hard in just three years."
"Repeating these complicated tasks day after day, there is almost no time for rest." 禴
"Judging from your style, you have completely abandoned human desires, leaving only the Skaven named Eski Ivo."
"Do you think you are human? Or, do you think you are still alive?"
A series of questions made Eski's heart feel the pain beyond Nurgle's plague.
Nagash's question is indeed irrefutable.
As he spoke, Nagash stood up, approached Eski, and left a new green mark on his face.
The traces of death spread around here, turning into the color of a corpse.
The small creatures in the rotting flesh holes immediately lost their vitality. The power of black magic quickly repaired the damaged fur near the marks to the appearance before Eski was infected. 禴
Come to think of it, if left alone, it won't take many days for Eski to be completely transformed into an immortal thing, just like a vampire.
Thinking that his White Rat Loyal Guard plan was about to go bankrupt, even if he had to endure inhuman torture, Esky immediately injected all the remaining wind of life into Nurgle's plague.
It became more and more active, drilling around on the surface of Eski's skin, spitting out some smelly yellow mucus and pressing towards the death mark.
Opposite him, Nagash continued as if he had not seen all this.
"Death is not just a simple matter of physical death. A simple and repeated story can supplement the concept of death."
"Your tragedy is very common. By denying your own birth, you deny your own death. I have seen too many living people like this."
"In my eyes, you are a dead body, so you should surrender to the master of death." 禴
"Joining the curtain of death, you will be the lowest slave. But unlike them, you are authorized by the immortal to retain this will like a weak candlelight."
As he said that, the green light was overwhelming and fell on Eski's body, and more and more green rune marks began to fall on Eski's body.
Seeing these marks crawling all over his body and being unable to break away, Esky looked at the immortal mana ball in Nagash's hand in horror, and shouted in an almost rat-like voice... "You can consume mana like this!
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It was clearly impossible for Nagash to mobilize so much mana before. Even when he fought with him before, obvious traces of the use of dimension stones could be seen.
But this time, these energies seemed to come from himself.
If Nagash can do this, the rats in the underground fortress will be nothing to it. 禴
He might even follow those tunnels, march six to seven thousand kilometers, and directly attack the Skaven Demon City?
"Why not? I already have no shortage of mana, and I have to thank you for your stupidity, mouse."
Nagash's runes illuminate Eski's body so brightly that you can even see the inside of his abdomen, the organs used by the little Nurgle creatures as their nests.
The breath of death drifted in, and Nurgle creatures began to die in droves. Before the crisis of life and death, these little green things began to resist the green color of Nagash.
But after this green light, the blue light gradually became stronger.
Realizing that something was wrong, Eski immediately recited the Skaven oracle incantation, using the incantation to adjust the black magic that Nagash had sent into his body into the energy he could use.
Before the blue light spot produced more changes, the eyes that were tortured by the disease and could not see clearly anything thirty meters away were covered with blue-purple light.禴
Deep magical vision allows you to examine your body externally with the help of the "eyes" of the escaping magical wind.
Only then did Esky realize what had happened to his body.
Blue lines run through Eski's body, connecting blood vessels and lymphatic vessels like a spider web, and then flesh, wings, and most importantly, are distributed in the brain, heart, hands, feet, and hip bones.
between the nine cores.
No, it’s not just this core set.
Eski looked down and saw four small cores behind his eyes and two ears, besides the nine green cores accompanied by bright green and blue-purple cores.
13. Obviously, this is the arrangement of the Horned Rat, plus the previous one, 9.
"From the beginning, I was on the chessboard." 禴
Eski's soft sigh was not heard by Nagash, or maybe he didn't care about the wails of the weak.
Like a teacher, the Immortal pointed at the core of Eski's body and raised his claws, forming two vague images.
One changes erratically, often changing between boundless tentacles, bird heads, and various strange images, while the other is a rat shadow with long horns.
"The mechanism that allows you to automatically restore mana comes from the gods in the Chaos Demon Realm. They completely bind you to something in the Chaos Demon Realm."
"So, the wind of magic...chaotic energy, or in other words, the embodied energy of the emotions of intelligent beings, can naturally flow into your body through this secret, almost space channel-like mechanism."
"As long as I refer to this mechanism and build my connection with the Chaos Demon Realm, I can no longer rely on the dimension stones in the mountain."
"My magic is a dual combination of the sacrifice mechanism to the gods and the mechanism of black magic. To put it simply, I intercept the power sacrificed to the gods of Nehekhara and use it for my own use."
Thanks to this experience, it is not difficult for me to reverse the magic of gods and create a system that is beneficial to me."
As Nagash spoke, he became more and more proud as he sketched some complex green pattern marks on the black stone slab beside him.
Eski didn't know what he was thinking of, and the look of horror on his face became more and more intense.
After obtaining all the memories in the mouse's mind, Nagash guessed what Esky was thinking. The black skull nodded and made a strange noise.
"Yes, it's just what you think. My black pyramid will be smoother than your history."
"I already have enough mana to drive stronger magic. You stupid rats will soon be exterminated by me."
As he spoke, Nagash put the white metal aside and rubbed it in his hand. 禴
"Look at this, Grimnir, the metal that the dwarves named after their god. In your history, I used an alloy of this thing and warpstone to create the Crown of Witchcraft." p>
"Thank you for your stupidity and the divine mechanism in your body. Now, I have a new idea, and this time it will be more perfect."
However, at this point, Nagash's tone became confused.
"But where did this thing come from? It's not in your memory? It seems that you have also fallen into the trap of other things."
Huh? Esky lowered his head in surprise.
‘I thought that his memory had been completely taken away. He actually didn’t know about the former clerk.’
Eski thought, and then immediately tried to erase the current thoughts from his mind - what if Nagash had a way to detect the current thoughts. 禴
Looking at the green flames in Nagash's eyes that seemed to be searching for something, Esky sneered in a voice hoarse from the plague mucus.
"Grimnir, if there's more than that, you can wait to die."
Of course he was hinting at the Corrupted Blade, and Nagash must have guessed it.
The black skull spread its hands and stretched out the arm that had been cut off by the green skin before. The upper part was already smooth as if it had never been broken before.
The green runes are filled with magic power and emit a dazzling green light.
"Like in your so-called history, let the despicable usurper from Nehekhara in the south kill me with the weapons you made?"
"I won't be that stupid, mouse." 禴
Nagash's jaws opened wide and he let out a harsh laugh.
He pointed at the slaves around him.
"This time, I won't let these losers go on a conquest. I will personally conquer Nehekhara to ensure that the uncertain usurper dies."
"And your dwarf metal. That weapon called the Corrupted Blade needs this metal called Grimnir."
"After destroying the usurper, I will attack Karazha-a-Karak and all the dwarf mountain fortresses. Not a single dwarf will be left, so that their book of hatred will no longer be able to record new things.
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"In this way, you will never get this precious metal again."
Having said this, he seemed to have remembered something and looked at the servant who had always been obedient. 禴
With a clasp of her claws, the barbarian woman floated in front of him.
"I almost forgot."
Seeing the surprise in the woman's eyes, Nagash directly grabbed her neck with his claws and said hatefully.
"And you, traitor. I just learned from this mouse's memory that you have been colluding with the dirty mouse from the beginning. Witch, how should I deal with you?"
"Calcining your soul in the furnace, having your soul cut into pieces by the wind, or letting me torture your body for ten thousand years, you can choose for yourself."
After learning that he almost died in history because of this woman, of course he would not kill this woman so easily.
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When things perish, how can they survive? Remind you: remember to collect after reading it