Those mines are not completely owned by Skaven, at least until the big holes bombarded by light spears in space are plugged.
However, that step is easy to handle, and the problem can be solved with a single Earth Splitting Technique.
Thinking of this,
Supported by the clan rats who had been corrupted by Slaanesh, Esky gradually endured the pain and left the factory.
They are different from the corrupted scribes, otherwise Eski would not have allowed them to support him.
After spending a long time together, it was enough for Eski to notice the difference between them and the scribes some time ago.
Their spirits were not completely transformed like Eski's former scribe. Eski could even hear their devout prayers for the Horned Rat in their spare time.
Although they are getting closer to the followers of Slaanesh physically, scenes of depravity caused by intertwined desires are constantly happening between them, making Eski not completely trust them.
But in this place completely enveloped by the corruption of Slaanesh, there is indeed nothing else that can be trusted.
Perhaps it was the effect of Slaanesh's runes, but the pink smoke that filled the factory actually made Esky feel better mentally. As soon as he reached the edge of the mist, the severe pain in his soul made his tail tremble in pain. This is not the first time that the soul has been damaged. Eski has experience in healing. After the last fight with the vampire, he had repaired similar injuries, but that was by using Nagash.
Esky was full of doubts about this method, especially after learning that Nagash was not dead.
Then there is only one way left to make the soul no longer suffer.
After letting two clan rat workers support him to the back of the factory, Esky reached under the table that was filled with beautiful, small-cut minced meat, and took out a handle that had been covered with these these days.
The weapon used by the toy to step on—Hell’s Blade.
Esky stroked the weapon that had a unique smell and smiled to himself.
How ridiculous, surrounded by Slaanesh, the Undead, and Tzeentch, a time traveler who claims to be able to change everything actually needs help from Khorne.
Holding the Hell Blade again, this weapon from the Blood God no longer had the slightly hot and exciting feeling in his hand a few months ago.
Perhaps, it needs to drink blood to be awakened.
Esky immediately held the machete with saw teeth and spikes in both hands and slashed at the slave rats on the ground who were enjoying each other. Soon, the rat head with two tongues separated and the eyelids cut off followed with a spurt of water.
The blood fell on the ground.
A wave of refreshing pleasure spread along the handle of the knife to Esky's whole body, and the swallowed soul fragments were repairing his soul bit by bit.
The soul has indeed been repaired. Although the existence of the wound is particularly obvious in the magic vision, at least it doesn't hurt much for the time being.
His eyes returned to azure color, and Esky carefully inspected the damage to his soul, but immediately frowned.
The Hell Blade is as ineffective as the last time. Killing a corrupted slave rat has little effect. If he relies on this method, he will have to kill him for a thousand years before he can complete the repair of his soul.
Do we still have to use Nagash’s method?
Although he had studied the use of souls based on this method, he even had some experience in studying the souls of plants.
For example, the previous black magic creatures were related to the soul. The grass seeds that explored the battlefield exerted the black magic solidification effect based on the magical properties of the tormented soul after it was roasted by the fire.
The man-eating vines guarding his property were transformed into half undead creatures based on blood and black magic.
However, if you continue to use it, will there be any backdoor installed by Nagash?
You know, even the most important troops of Sigmar, who has become a god, are almost the Stormcast Eternals in the Hall of Valor, and they can be used as a backdoor by him.
What’s more, I’m still a mortal myself.
With his eyes closed, the corners of the great engineering warlock's mouth kept trembling, and he finally endured the pain and stood up. He decided to put this issue aside for the time being as long as he could endure it.
However, regardless of whether the soul can be repaired or not, considering the current political situation in the underground fortress, Eski cannot continue to lie in the factory.
About ten minutes later, a burst of green light flashed in front of the parliament hall, which towered over any building in the underground fortress and looked like a rough white gelatin.
The Stormvermin guards looked fearfully at the pink monster that was getting closer and Esky who was being supported by them, and one of them plucked up the courage to step forward.
"Grand Engineer Warlock, the War Council is meeting."
Although he said this with his head lowered, it still immediately aroused the anger of the engineering warlock.
"What a coincidence, I'm also a member of the War Council, you little slave."
Eski whipped his tail on the Storm Rats with all his strength, splitting their exposed arms and legs to pieces.
Another electric light surged out of his claws and he touched the Storm Rat's body without hesitation. In an instant, the smell of urine filled the air.
"Now, you should know what you are."
It doesn't matter to him whether Stormvermin will be rewarded in the future. What matters is that he must take this beating, otherwise the Engineer Warlock's face will be lost.
Pushing open the door of the parliament, Eski walked straight to the vacant seat belonging to the first member with a gloomy face, and then his expression improved and he sat down.
Ikrit narrowed his eyes, showed a gentle smile, and said to Eschi.
"Ah, Eski, you slept for two days and didn't wake up, so I didn't ask you to come to the meeting."
"Of course, Ikrit, the things you have to deal with these days must be quite heavy, and I will not destroy our friendship because of such a trivial matter."
Regardless of whether this was an excuse or not, Esky did not intend to pursue it. His anxious scarlet eyes were focused on another thing.
"How is Nagash? I heard he ran away."
Hearing this, all the Skaven, especially Pollock, and the other lords looked at each other, then turned back to Eski.
"The Stickman's black mobile fortress flew away to the east. He has been attacked by the magic of the lizard thing once before. His condition should be very bad."
Ikrit took over the conversation at this time.
"No matter what, everyone should be happy. The Stickman has given up the entire mine, and it all belongs to us."
Esky's voice was full of pessimism.
"He will come back again, maybe sooner than we think. This mine is not completely ours yet. The human stuff and the lizard stuff are coming, especially the lizard stuff."
"You have all seen the power of the weapons they brought, the weapons that strike directly from the sky. It is not certain whether we can hold this mine."
"There's no telling. These lizard monsters, who regard chaos as the greatest evil, are going to burn all our dimension stones. They have already burned three mines, how much do we have left."
"That won't work, we have to get rid of the lizard things."
Pollock answered, and he turned to Ikrit, as if as long as Ikrit transferred part of the control of the mine, they would immediately send out all the troops of the Moss clan to kill all the lizardmen.
This was immediately met with merciless ridicule by Eski, and the strong and rapid laughter made Eski feel that his body, which was already in pain due to the injury to his soul, became even more painful.
Because of this, Esky stopped with a grin on his face and said to Pollock.
"How to get rid of it? Are you stronger than the stickman? I would say the best way is to seal the mountain, and then we don't appear in front of the lizard thing."
After saying that, he looked at Iklit. The old warlord even took out the dimension stone snuff that might have been seized from Staden, took it out and took a deep breath.
So, Esky continued.
"For this, I can cast a spell to solve it. I don't need you to give me a share of the mine, one or two percent. Just ensure the frontline research of the Skry clan, and then give us enough orders.
I will show you brand new weapons within a year."
"What price are you asking for? Is Skary's engineering warlock only worth this little price? I don't think Gray Lord Mosquita will agree with you."
Eski knew what Pollock wanted to say. If it were placed in the 19th or 20th centuries, his behavior would be no different from a scab. Even if placed in normal business, it could be considered a malicious price war. p>
But Esky knows that now, compared to the possibility of winning a larger share of the dimension stones, the friendship of Iklit and the Rikek clan that is enough to occupy Cripple Peak are the most important.
However, Pollock's words did make him realize a problem, Chief Engineer Warlock.
"As for the specific share of Skull, please discuss it with the chief engineering warlock. Such a big matter really shouldn't be decided by me."
"But I only need funding of 60,000 dimension coins per year and enough orders."
Esky knows that 60,000 dimension coins are much more than his existing funds.
But considering that there are new weapons to research, things to do with the goddess, and other plans and research of his own, he still needs this amount of money, which will amount to about 500 million US dollars for future generations.
Ikrit nodded, seeming to agree, and then looked at the other Skaven, especially Pollock. Eski knew immediately that he wanted a large share of the clan representative.
As a result, he also cast his gaze in the past, and his eyes even turned into the sickly green color represented by the dimension stone under the influence of chaotic energy.
Fortunately, the congressmen are still sensible.
Thanks to the dual efforts of Eski and Ikrit, all other members of the parliament only received about 10% of the share, and the remaining shares belong to Ikrit, as well as Scully and Gray who have not yet negotiated.
Prophet.
Because of this harsh allocation, Eski even saw people from the Model clan looking at him angrily before leaving the parliament hall.
This made the great engineering warlock feel puzzled.
The decision was made by Ikrit, what does it have to do with him?
"So, how much do you plan to give to the Chief Engineer Warlock and Gray Seer? If you ask me, they have no creativity. Instead of giving so many dimension stones, they should give them to me for research and training of apprentices."
"You know, this is impossible."
"I know about political issues. After all, I am not a member of the Thirteen-person Council. I don't know if Weerski's member has been thrown away. Otherwise, maybe a year later, I can try to go back and fill his vacancy."<
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"Competing for the Gray Lord... you are really confident."
"Although there are too many conspiracies of the gods, you can see the strength I gained by luck. The chief engineer warlock must also be looking forward to such a young Skaven entering the Council of Thirteen. That will be Shiku
A new era for the Li clan."
"Then I wish you good luck. First of all, you have to solve the current problem first."
"Of course, it will be solved soon."
After saying that, Eski waved his paw and said goodbye to Ikrit.
The moment the old warlord left, he immediately collapsed on the seat of the first council member.
Even though Nagash's method was used, the number of souls devoured was still not enough, and the pain in his soul never stopped for a moment.
A burst of green light flashed, and in even more severe pain, Eski was teleported to the fourth mine by his own magic.
He steeled himself and said to all the Skaven around him.
"Tell our people to evacuate the upper level, I'm going to cast a spell."
His toes glowed, and he smoothly drew many complicated patterns on the ground, completing the entire magic circle.
But just by injecting chaotic energy into the magic circle with willpower, Eski felt his eyes go dark.
Before completely losing consciousness, Eski, considering where he was staying, only had time to put a layer of elemental force field on himself before passing out.
I don’t know how long it took before I regained consciousness again.
Eski opened his eyes, and what he saw in front of him was a huge horned rat head, in a pink mist, almost being pushed up to his head by the ceiling.
"Your soul is too seriously damaged. You can no longer control your magic power with your will. At most, you can only negotiate with the wind of magic."
"Chaos energy, you can't control it anymore. I used your energy to build a magic circle and returned it to the Chaos Demon Realm."
Esky asked weakly.
"Why did you save me? I thought you wanted to kill me?"
"Of course, but I feel that I cannot kill the rats that the Horned Rat cares about in the past of history, in a place where I should not exist."
This is really honest, but it also means that there is really no need to worry about the threat of the Disaster Lord, at least not now.
Eski closed his eyes and was about to mobilize his mana pool and call for the green spring. Almost immediately, severe pain was transmitted from his Dantian, heart and brain at the same time.
"Damn it!"
Lying on the bed, Eski roared so hard that the veins on his scalp could even be seen through the white fur.
Even releasing the blood of the earth was so difficult that he had to look up at the Lord of Disaster again.
"How to repair your soul quickly?"
The Disaster Lord spread out his claws that were more than one meter wide.
"How do I know? Only the Horned Supreme here can repair this kind of injury, and the other four subordinates each have something that can revive a broken soul."
"You're talking about resurrection, I'm talking about recovering from injuries. I don't believe there's nothing you can do."
The corners of the Disaster Lord's mouth were pulled open to the maximum, forming a huge double smile with his eyes and the long curly horns on his head, revealing an expression of gloating.
Bastard!
You just know that this guy doesn't want to help him at all.