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Chapter 233 Black Pyramid

 Facing the icy cold wind that sensed his own will, the light in Eski's eyes extinguished, revealing a scarlet background, and he immediately cut off his connection with most magical winds.

The appearance of Nagash and even the Black Pyramid was all expected.

He did not believe that Nagash would be easily killed by a space weapon that could not even kill him, even if he was arrogant enough to use his own magic to resist.

Only the black pyramid brought a little fright.

Although Eski did not believe that Nagash could complete the modification of the Black Pyramid in such a short period of time.

But considering that Nagash is close to the realm of God, it is not surprising to do anything, so Esky also took into account the early birth of the Black Pyramid.

He had made a rough plan for this situation before. Anyway, he would definitely not be able to defeat it. He could only go to Lustria to find the lizard people or the elves to save the world.

Now that the lizardmen are here, Nagash can't make any waves. Even with the black pyramid, he will be defeated.

The only problem is how to deal with the aftermath after Nagash breaks away from the reins of fate.

According to what I just felt, even if Nagash has been injured, his injuries are definitely not serious. The black pyramid does not appear within the visual range of the battle front, which can only mean that he is waiting and watching.

What an old fox.

Eski looked at the front lines that were fighting bloody battles. The trolls were still killing the previous human lines.

But behind them, the humans wearing bronze helmets who quickly came to support them, with their bravery and charging forward holding spears without wearing armor, actually killed a dozen trolls who broke into the rear line.<

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However, such bravery comes at a price, which can be seen from a troll corpse that Esky could clearly see.

More than a dozen spears pierced into the troll's body, and there were countless broken spears around, and the Nehekhara people who had turned into several pieces or even flesh were scattered all over the place.

In Eski's view, these warriors are worth saving, and I don't know why Khorne didn't take action.

Lowering his head and sighing, Esky counted thirteen warpstone coins from the bag on his waist, placed it on his paw, and used the paw engraved with the rune of Slaanesh as his staff.
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With the flow of will and the continuous flow of dirty spells, a large amount of chaotic energy emerged from Eski's body.

He had just decided to help people to the end and relieve the siege of the Nehekhara people first.

As the runes of Slaanesh shone, Eski could already feel that there was a hole in his heart, which led directly to the Demon Realm of Chaos.

Uncontrolled chaotic energy flowed into his body from this large hole, as if his whole body was on fire.

Green flames burned from the tips of the white hairs, one after another, and finally spread to all parts of his body.

This is the actual manifestation of magic where the energy concentration is high enough to be seen in reality.

Just like an ordinary Skaven, it should be burned to ashes by the frantic chaotic energy.

But a few days ago, after being tempered by Nagash's spell, Esky was surprised to find that under the influence of his increasingly cold will, he could completely restrain this high-intensity energy within his body.

Outside.

As the will covers the chaotic energy, the green flame gradually turns into a violent green current. Under Eski's will, the chaotic energy is changing its nature.

More and more flowing lightnings gather in the air to form a ring, which is the essence of dimensional lightning. As they continue to intertwine, even the surrounding air begins to fluctuate transparently.

Esky's eyes were fixed on the thin old man with a long beard in the distant battle line, patiently waiting for the spell constructed in front of him to be converted into plasma.

Ever since he invented this spell that didn't have an accurate name, it has become the most lethal of all his spells, even more lethal than the bite spell blessed by the horned rat.

Even stronger.

However, even so, Eski still knows that his spellcasting level is low, and such momentum is just brought about by the blessing of extraordinary magic power in his heart.

But even so, it should be enough to disrupt Tzeentch's control over the incarnation of the gods.

As Esky finished reciting the last phrase, the green plasma cut through the sky at a slow speed, turning the blue sky into green again, and flew towards its destination unhurriedly.

The incarnation of the gods.

The plasma easily turned the bodies of dozens of trolls along the way into nothingness, and in the end not even the ashes could be seen as the bodies disintegrated bit by bit.

Just one second later, the green plasma exploded into a frantic energy ball in front of Eski's eyes for the first time on top of the incarnation of the god.

The area it expanded once again covered dozens or even hundreds of monsters, but immediately, mortals on the battlefield could see nothing.

The dazzling white light replaced all images.

At this moment, Eski felt a trance, as if an illusory pyramid had appeared in front of him, a building made entirely of black stone.

Green smoke enveloped the pyramid, and inside it, Eski could see something similar to the magical engineering technology of the Skryre clan moving.

But no magical wind could be mobilized here, only will still existed. Esky immediately realized that this was in the image of will constructed by the magical wind. As soon as he realized this, he saw the top of the pyramid, a

The eyes of the black undead were already looking at him.

"I found you, alien."

That's Nagash. Using Nagash's spellcasting method will make him feel.

Esky's will immediately shrunk into a ball, and he began to recite the incantation of the Horned Rat while cursing Nagash in Skaven.

This is a sacrifice, a sacrifice to the horned rat.

Ordinary abuse as a sacrifice will not elicit a response from the Horned Rat, but Eski does not need it. There is no need for a response from the Horned Rat. When Skaven's spirit begins to try to connect to his own gods, Nagash's

There will be loopholes in the blockade.

With the sudden ray of green light that could be mobilized, Eski's consciousness felt as painful as being cut by a knife, and he immediately escaped from the consciousness cage built by Nagash.

A realistic scene finally appeared before our eyes again, but the information it brought was bad news for Eski.

Before his consciousness sank, a large, blackened circular hole appeared around the battlefield at the location where the plasma exploded. Both humans and trolls were avoiding this hole and fighting.

But no matter which camp he belonged to, the thin old man never appeared again.

It is absolutely impossible for plasma that cannot even kill Skarbrand to kill an incarnation of a god. Esky knows that is impossible.

But why?

However, the bad news is not just this. Following this hole, toward the sky that has been restored to blue by the space light spear, a black triangular building is looming in the distant sky.

We must contact the lizard people immediately!

Esky cast his gaze towards the rear of the neatly arranged human formations. There was a large area of ​​blue there, which was obviously a skink friend.

The green smoke remained on the ground where he disappeared, and among the rubble, a blue skink had lost its life in the hands of the white rat, and on one side of him, another skink was killed.

The vines grew out of thin air from the ground and were tightly imprisoned on the ground.

In the realm invisible to mortals, the soul of the transparent skink, mixed with the dead plant spirit in the grass seeds, turned into a unique nutrient to supply the spikes protruding from Esky's soul.

Tongue swallowing.

Although he doesn't want to use it, at this juncture, Slaanesh's method can indeed allow him to absorb knowledge as quickly as possible.

Just a minute later, Esky, who was concentrating on meditating to control the Tongue of Slaanesh, opened his eyes. He had already learned the language of the lizardmen.

Opening his mouth, Esky tentatively hissed a few times, but found that he still couldn't speak the lizard man's language well. There were many pronunciations that the rat man's vocal cord structure could not produce.<

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However, there are no other ways.

Hiding the magical wind that seemed to have become Nagash's secret agent, and not letting any natural magical wind connect to his body, Esky once again recited the incantation invented by Nagash.
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Green mist flowed out of his body, turning into blue-black mist and gradually poured into the Skink's body. Green flames ignited in the Skink's eye sockets, burning its eyeballs completely.

The vocal cords of the dead thing gradually became able to move, and under Eski's control, the corpse regained its original voice.

However, the content is controlled by Eski.

The controlled body of the skink approached the companion in front of it and let out a neighing sound.

"Skin Lizard, tell me, which generation of Slann is your Slann?"

The skink that was bound by vines on the ground opened the yellow crown on his head angrily, and the blue skin all over his body tightened, as if it had turned into scales.

He stared at Eski with ferocious eyes, as if he would not give up until he ate him, and shouted.

"You evil Xa'kota! I will never reveal anything to your unnatural filth."

Another fragment of the soul was swallowed by the tongue of the soul, and Esky gradually understood his words.

Shakota, a new vocabulary, is the lizard people's exclusive name for the rat people?

In other words, even if these lizardmen come from the Southland, they still know about the existence of the Ratmen. Are they the Plague Clan who crossed west from the Southland?

Counting from the time when they crossed the vast ocean and arrived in Lustria, about three to four hundred years ago, they should be in a period of decline when they have not yet established their faith in plague, or when their faith has just been established.

Thinking of this, Eski felt very good, and said while stroking the skink's soft blue skin.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. I will soon know that all the information is sealed in his soul."

After saying that, he closed his eyes again and entered a meditative state.

Under concentrated control, in less than five minutes, the evil tongue created by that Slaanesh spell had already squeezed out all the information from the remaining soul fragments.

"Colermo, it turns out that he is the fifth generation Slann. No wonder he didn't take any measures against the black pyramid. He is too weak."

Eski still spoke the lizardfolk language using the corpse.

"It seems that your master has nothing to do against the Necromancer in the sky, so I can only reluctantly save you, the sons of the ancient saints. Or according to your words, can I call you, the sons of God?"
Before he finished speaking, Eski had already noticed a cold gaze again.

Different from the previous illusory space, this time, it is the real sight of the black skeleton in the sky.

Esky grabbed thirteen dimensional stone coins and put them in his hands, pointed them at Nagash, and exposed his fangs. He knew that he had no way out.

As long as Nagash's magic is used again, it will only be a matter of time before he is discovered.

Dimensional lightning!

Watching the purple thunder fall from the sky, Eski summoned a bolt of lightning to meet it.

But the green electric light immediately dissipated after the purple thunder, only causing the opponent's landing point to deviate a little.

Eski looked beside him, and the electric light spread out for fifty meters. Cold sweat fell from between his eyes to his pink nose, causing a sting.

His best option at this time is to immediately run into the underground passage and escape from Nagash, but if it wasn't Slann.

Nagash's voice came down from the sky.

"Surrender, alien, come under my command. I can let you live as a slave. This is your last chance."

Seeing that his consciousness was connected to the other party again, Esky laughed and cursed in a low voice.

"You've lost your body to rotten bones, but you still want me to be your slave?"

There was only indifference in Nagash's eyes.

"If you don't want to, then go die."

As the green light flashed above the black pyramid, purple thunder formed a storm in Nagash's hands.

Looking at the changes in the magical wind in the sky, a piece of grass seed whispered in Eski's ear, and he suddenly smiled.

The object of his will was Nagash, and he laughed wildly.

"Ha, the energy in the underground spiritual vein network is being rapidly drained. Even the large amount of chaotic energy in the bombarded hole is being consumed rapidly. I didn't release any spells, and neither did you."

"Then who is diverting the energy? The answer is already clear."

As he said that, Eski Brick looked in the direction of the lizardman camp.

"One of the fifth generation Slann, Colermo."

"I apologize for my previous stupidity. It seems that even the fifth generation Slann is still powerful enough."

As Eski's words fell, a pillar of light rose from the inside of the lizardman camp.

However, he could not see the formation of an attack that could match the energy level for a long time. Looking at the light pillar soaring into the sky, Eskinan Nan said to himself.

"Not a harmful spell?"

So what is the purpose of such huge energy consumption?

Soon, Eski got the answer. His consciousness seemed to have entered a primitive jungle, and he flew higher and higher. Between the huge trees, there was a large pyramid of golden light.

A stone city composed of.

There was a giant floating slate covered with runes, and a toad wearing a slate decoration sat on it, and his eyes met Eski for a moment.

Esky has already recognized who this familiar figure is.

"Mazda Moody."


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