"Didn't you deny it before?" Hecate said sarcastically.
"It is true that blood relations are not recognized, but although there is no reproductive isolation between Skaven and other races, most of them can only give birth to deformed monsters, which are the kind of things we put in the underground labyrinth every year."
"Using the magic wind to combine, you can indeed harvest children who will integrate my will, not based on the theory of blood, but only based on the continuation of will."
From a certain perspective, she can be regarded as my daughter."
Esky cast his eyes on Hecate's white hair, which was messy but neatly groomed, like a streak of bright moonlight, and said:
"Whether it's Druzil, Aesalin, Arno Quayan, or Quekishi (rat language), you have to teach her, and maybe she needs to learn Nehekhara in the future.
"As he spoke, he looked in Naema's direction again, "The vampire can just assist your teaching. She was cultivated by the Silk Country. She will definitely know Cathay and a series of skills from the Silk Country.
"
"Stop, learn so many languages? Do you want to train her to be a linguist or some kind of explorer?"
"There may be dwarf language, lizard language, and tongues of darkness in the future." Seeing that Eski's words became more and more outrageous, especially after a dangerous word appeared, the elf said angrily in Druzil: "
Bitch! Tongue of Darkness?! You’re going to sell your soul!”
Eski raised his paw and sealed the wizard's mouth with his magic hand, "I said, I won't do it, you have to believe me."
The Witch Spirit pointed at his paw and made a whimpering sound. Eski untied it. She continued: "What about that god? You have no way to stop him?" After saying that, Hecate spread her fingers and pointed at Eski.
The rune of Slaanesh on Ki's hand.
Esky scratched the white fur on his head, shook his head and said:
"He is so strong that it is impossible to stop him. Any soul fire that feels any kind of happiness will provide him with strength."
"Just like now, you are happy to feed your child, so you are strengthening the Lord of Joy. I am happy that I just watched a twisted plot at eight o'clock here in Naema, so I am also
Strengthen Him.”
"This god of chaos with the smallest number of saints is also the one with the strongest potential. He has no solution. If you are separated from happiness and cannot feel joy in anything, what will happen to you? You will be like a corpse.
Just like you did before when you lost touch with your soul."
Hecate smiled sarcastically and said: "I'm afraid Orilon is in this state now."
The moist pink wrinkled rat nose twitched, and Esky said: "That was a mistake. I shouldn't have let her go to the sea to plunder freely. I should have let her come from the Cape of Good Hope... Oh, no, it should have been from the south anyway.
The continent has circled around to get here."
"Going back to the previous topic, so, according to the principle of the birth of the gods, the only way to eliminate them is to become something like Nagash, and then annihilate all intelligent life in the universe and send the wind of their souls
Locked in the cold remains with the chains of necromancy, they can no longer be projected into the Chaos Demon Realm."
As he spoke, Eski showed all the marks on his body and said: "My past series of actions were to help the Chaos Gods. This is the reward they brought to me. You can only pray that I can help you with this."
You can walk on the tightrope."
Sitting down in front of Hecate's bed, his tail twitching uneasily, Eski suddenly remembered what he was here to do and continued: "Oh, yes, let's get down to business. As I said before, you, your daughter,
Naema, Menis, I, and a factory warlock are going to the human kingdom in the south for a negotiation."
After a short and rapid rattle, Eski called many slave rats, lifted up the warrior who had just given birth and the vampire maid who were lying on the bed, and sat down one by one on the bed carried by the slave rats.
On the spacious open-top sedan, the group of people left the room behind the parliament hall under the quick feet of the slave rats.
From the living room to the hall, and then to the square square in the center of the city and the surrounding sacrificial altars. After reaching the heights, Eski, who had not left the vicinity of the parliament hall for a long time, noticed that all his cities seemed to be beginning to develop.
It's starting to look good.
The strongholds of several large-scale clans, including the Slippery Clan, the Rikek Clan, and the Skull Clan, were built on high platforms in the northeast, southwest, and northwest corners of the city. Although the shortage of wood resulted in the use of a large number of
The stone materials were sourced locally, but looking at the buildings of the big clan that were getting taller and taller, Esky couldn't help but feel happy.
These big clans are much more respectable than the small and medium-sized clans that took refuge before. Compared with the rickety shantytowns that didn't even have foundations, the buildings of Rikeke, which are like maze-shaped fortresses, except for materials and
The buildings of Skuri, which look like ordinary factories, and the buildings of the Slippery Clan, which coexist with large warehouses and small vaults, simply enhance the beauty of the underground city in Side 1.
On a crooked road filled with vendors selling various items, Eski left his city from the west and entered an increasingly gentle slope.
Now on this road, you can still see many slave rats donated by small clans who are constantly working on the road. They use their claws and teeth to smooth the uneven road under their feet and add non-slip carvings.
On the side, stones piled up with chewed stones were fixed together and guardrails were added.
Many triangular wheelbarrows carrying goods were speeding on the road that was still under construction. Eski took a look and saw that they seemed to be dried meat, millet and the like. A small number of the carts also had tung oil and cloth, as well as packaging materials.
If you smell the stuff sealed in the jar carefully, you will know that it is salt. These convoys should be going to the port.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As the sedan continues to move, from time to time you can see slave rats with iron mouths struggling to push a wheelbarrow towards the underground city. What is contained in the car is...
Dried fish one after another.
Dried fish? Eski frowned. The Slippery Clan has reached out to the underground port. But the underground river will take at least several decades to be dug. What is the use of reaching out now?
With such doubts, the sedan quickly carried him to the underground port.
Beside the simple wharf made of wood, there are three large ships of different shapes and a dozen small boats that can almost be regarded as sampans docked. However, no matter which style, they are not the same ones that Esky has seen in the Slippery Clan.
The kind of flat-bottomed paddle boat that was specially built for underground rivers.
It has been built beside the pier, and the second building that is still being built is completely different from the Slippery Clan. There is no trace of foundation at all. Although the entire building looks hundreds of square meters wide, it looks like it will be built at any time.
It's like they're all going to collapse.
However, compared to the medium-sized clans in the city, their buildings are much better. They added many support columns diagonally nailed into the ground on the wooden walls, making the whole building barely stable.
As the sedan approached the port, Eski saw clearly the clan flag hanging on the flagpole in front of the building. It had a white harpoon and three white paw prints on a light blue background. The blue of the flag had already
Some of the color has faded, but it can be seen that the background color is the white cloth sold in the city.
This clan does not look like a big clan. The door of the building is open to the outside, and there is no cover for the work inside. A large group of slave rats are busy salting the fish and making it into dried fish. They are hung in a closed wooden room.
While they were air-drying in the room, other slave rats removed the finished products, sorted them into bundles and stacked them in a large wooden house that looked like a warehouse.
The number of slave rats working alone has exceeded 100, as well as the slave rats transporting goods just now, the clan rats needed to look after the slave rats, plus the flags on the small boats in the port nearby are all this has never been seen before.
flag, based on this calculation, this clan rat must have at least two to three thousand rats under its command.
Flags that have never been seen before, clans that have never been heard of, have developed to this extent quietly, Eski has a new level of understanding of the vitality of the Skaven race.
Although there are many small clans that are living in underground tunnels, facing difficulties in food, clothing, housing and transportation, with a population of less than a thousand rats, and hiding in what can only be regarded as a hole in the nest, there are also such clans that are developing at an unimaginably fast rate. If these clans are allowed to
The clan can master magic at will, but they don't know what it will become.
Looking around at the clan rat with the harpoon flag, the group of people had already arrived at the edge of the port. The slave rat put a few people down and turned around to see a semi-mechanized rat with its head replaced by an iron cover and complex pipelines everywhere.
people.
"This is Alclin Engineering Warlock, my adoptive father." Esky flicked his tail and introduced to Hecatina Emma.
Alclin stared stiffly up and down the bodies of the elves and vampires several times, and said, "If you want to leave, go faster. We don't have much time to waste."
A group of people were about to board the ship when a red-haired clan rat, who was wrapped in rags and wore nothing, but looked extremely strong, squeezed past the slave rats and knelt down in front of Eski.
Said: "Honorable, great, lord, father rat!"
As soon as Eski raised his tail, before asking any questions, he raised his head with a flattering smile and said: "I am the Deathclaw clan, the clan leader of the Deathclaw clan, Tuk. Deathclaw. I have never been able to enter the parliament.
, please give me a chance."
"What are you going to do? If you want to give a free proposal because you don't pay the council's parliamentary fees, you will definitely regret asking." Eski's tone seemed quite cold. If every Skaven can break the rules, then what will happen in the future?
Things are in trouble.
Tuk Si Paw pointed to the wooden house outside where dried fish was being made, and said: "Now if we want to produce these dried fish, we need a lot of salt, but the salt is all obtained from the city. I don't know where it is shipped from.
, the price is too high. But there is salt in the sea, and the sun outside is so poisonous that the big wood will dry out in a short time. I want to use sea water to dry out the salt on the beach outside."
"You want to build a salt drying field on the ground? No wonder you can't get in the door of the parliament." Eski understood immediately that the people below who were responsible for the discussion funds and proposals were not all Scully people, but those responsible for the city's business.
Medium-sized clans would never want anyone to compete with them in the salt industry.
"Yes, yes!" the Deathclaw clan leader said yes.
Eski's tone rose a bit and became less cold, but the words in his mouth became more dangerous, "In principle, going to the ground is against the will of the Council of Thirteen, especially on the ground.
Build cities.”
"Ah?" Tuke's four-clawed tail trembled, and he was speechless for a moment.
Eski looked at his confused eyes and asked: "Then do you still want to use salt?"
Looking at the face with white hair and red eyes approaching in front of him, Tuke immediately shouted: "Yes, yes!"
The white paw pointed at the small sampan on the side, and Esky asked: "Where did you get those boats?"
"We built it ourselves. There is a dock over there." The direction Tuk pointed to was a large wooden house supported by the confinement area. Under the house, there was another one that looked like a slave rat using its teeth and claws to dig.
Coming out of the slope.
"Where did the wood come from?" Esky was very confused about this. During the process of traveling to the city, he didn't have enough wood in the city, so he could barely keep running by relying entirely on the magic of his apprentices.
Tuk Deathclaw said proudly: "There is a lot of wood on the sea and on the nearby shore. You can drag it back and use it. It is not as easy to use as drying it, but it can still be used. These ships have made many trips.
Only two rats were rotten, not many rats died at all."
Eski was shocked when he heard this. He walked to those ships and took a closer look. He found that the wood used in these ships was not suitable for making ships at all. The wood used in these ships had not been dried in the shade at all, and was directly mixed with some hay.
Seed mud and stuff it into the cracks of the boat, then apply a layer of tung oil and that's it.
You dare to go directly to the sea! Esky looked back at Tuke Four Claws and asked: "Didn't you say that dried wood is useful?"
Deathclaw said: "I also thought about taking off some cut ear wood and drying it in the sun. I would pick it up in a few days, but most of it was cracked and not many of them could be used. It was a waste of time and energy. I would wait until I found the right wood.
If you can’t find it, forget it.”
Eski said to the big boat on the boarding board beside him: "You are just a little bit weak in making dried fish. Come on the boat with me, and I will give you an answer when I come back."
This is a recently captured merchant ship, a gift from the Slippery Clan to Eski not long ago - this thing was left on the beach by the retreating humans, and Eski does not have anyone who can sail the ship.
After the Skryre clan got this thing into the water, the Slippery clan asked the clan rat who was driving the boat to get on board and then drove the boat to the dark harbor in Side 1.
The width of this rigid sailing ship's hull undoubtedly made Deathclaw's eyes widen. He had no idea how big an oar would be needed to drive such a ship.
"Yes, yes, Lord Lord, I mean, as long as I get on the boat, I can bask in the salt on the beach next to it?"
"Tell me first, you can dry wood on the beach farther away, but why can't you dry salt?"