The expression on the witch's face showed signs of collapse for the first time.
Looking at her beautiful face, the white-haired engineering warlock said happily.
"There may also be Lilith. This is what your Moonlight Girl left me."
As he spoke, Eski stretched out his right paw, and the red and white marks on his hand glowed in front of the witch's eyes. Before that, the witch was still wondering why this thing made her feel an inexplicable sense of closeness.
It turns out to be the goddess of purity, the goddess of dreams, our dear sister, the moonlight girl Lilith.
"From now on, your soul will be held in the cage given to me by Moonlight Girl, and you won't have to worry about chaos in the future."
The engineering warlock waved his claws in front of the witch's eyes, and then, a blue-white light lit up, and a white cage appeared in Eski's hand.
"That's it. Do you like the cage our dear Moonlight Girl has prepared for you?"
"You dirty, despicable, disgusting rat, who would be happy because his cage has been changed!"
The witch looked down at Esky and gritted her teeth.
"Then what can you do? I am your Moonlight Girl's little mouse now. If you want your soul to return to your own god after death, it is better to please me and her."
The white-haired engineering warlock raised his head and showed a sarcastic smile. The witch was more than thirty centimeters taller than him, but it was just enough for the engineering warlock to place his right paw on the witch's lower abdomen.
The green light flashed, and Esky felt the rich life energy from her womb.
"Sure enough, that spell is good. You are already pregnant. Is the pregnancy period about three months? It's been so long. I remember that it only takes one month in the setting. Sure enough, the reality is different from the setting."
Life energy will be directly supplied as material to allow the fetus to grow rapidly.
The principle is the same as the wind of Ji Lun that allows creatures to go without food for several days. They actually feed on substances composed of the wind of life. The creatures that have been subjected to this spell will still defecate normally, but the color of the feces will change.
The emerald green of the wind of life.
In Orillon's womb, the runes of the wind of life form a magic circle that collects and replenishes the wind of life at all times, so as to ensure that the fetus can receive the maximum supply of the wind of life at all times.
Eski tilted his head. Will a fetus that is completely supplied by the wind of life be born as a wood elf? Although he knows that there is actually no essential difference between the three types of elves.
But maybe the wind of life will give her an innate inheritance?
"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore, just take it easy."
Before the witch cast a doubtful look, Esky left a mark of Moonlight Girl on her belly, giving the fetus in her belly a weak connection with Lilith.
The bath water is worth drinking, Esky looked at the runes on his paws and sneered inwardly, then said to the witch again.
"I'll go down and see the rioting slaves."
"Why do I suddenly want to go again?"
"Maybe I can get free slaves and clan rats. I'm very frugal."
With that said, Eski greeted Hecate and left together.
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Without passing through many underground passages, Eski and Wu Ling came to the transportation hub of the underground city - a square full of elevators. Eski didn't know what the name of this place was, but he only knew that it belonged to the Slippery Clan.
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From here, you can already see the two groups of rat men below fighting together.
The person leading the slave rats was indeed the "Horned Rat" (Kane) Blesser who just walked out.
After his physical fitness increased to a level beyond the understanding of the Ratmen, the original Ratmen were only agile but lacked strength. The strength of the Ratmen's bones simply did not allow them to be too powerful.
Even rats like Quack, who devoured the muscles and bones of dwarves since childhood to make their bones stronger than other rats, only use pickaxes to break armor.
But the rat in front of him directly used the dagger in his hand to pierce the Storm Rat's armor.
Eski clearly saw him stabbing a storm rat in the air. After he was heartbroken, he used the storm rat's body and armor to block the slinging stone from a distance. He then inserted another dagger into another storm rat.
Rat’s head wrapped in a helmet.
The forward and backward movements only take a few seconds, and it is almost like dancing on the battlefield.
However, the subordinates he led were completely unorganized and only relied on their numerical advantage to attack the phalanx. The opponent's storm rats and clan rats formed sword, shield, or spear phalanxes.
Wait...
Esky adjusted the magnification of the observer to the maximum, and the slave rats performed actions that were difficult for any rat to understand.
Not one of them escaped, they all died in the chaotic fight.
What is this? Fighting to the death and not retreating?
Eski looked around with his rat eyes. On the Engineer Warlock level, a large number of Storm Rats and Clan Rats gathered. They seemed to be from different clans than those below.
However, among them...
"Leader of the Slippery Clan, this is your property, aren't you going to interfere?"
The white-haired engineering warlock asked from dozens of meters away. In fact, he didn't know that guy, but the coat of arms of the Slippery clan on his chest had already indicated his identity.
"Those are just lowly miners. As long as they don't destroy the property and interests of the Slippery clan, they have nothing to do with us."
The Storm Rat, who was a little over 1.8 meters tall, tightened his grip on the halberd in his hand, his eyes never leaving the rat below who was demonstrating the art of killing for a second.
The chirping rat-man language also became deeper in his mouth.
"Didn't the Underground Council make a decision?"
Eski asked frivolously, but with this tone, he still didn't let the other party look at him.
"They are having a meeting."
Stormvermin just answered calmly.
There was still a meeting at this time. Eski looked at the slave rats below who were fighting to the death and understood something.
"How does this guy's killing skills compare with yours?"
The sharp and intermittent voice of Druzil appeared in the ears of the wizard. This was the voice of the engineering warlock.
She also adjusted the magnification of the observer to the maximum.
"He is still very young. The strengthening of his body is actually just a temporary effect of the blood cauldron, just like we can only stay young for a shorter and shorter time after taking a blood bath."
Wu Ling touched the subtle wrinkles on his hands and then continued.
"But it's enough to deal with those clumsy rats."
"Go back and try my elixir."
The engineer warlock said casually, and then looked down.
"Oh? It's really rare that there are storm rats following the rebellion."
The Storm Rat is not like a reckless person blessed by Kane. He is behind the slave rat's line and insidiously kills the scattered enemy soldiers who break through the line.
Then retreat to the back before the entire front is completely destroyed.
He looks very wretched, maybe because he is not over 1.8 meters tall like other storm rats. According to the estimation of the engineering warlock, he is only about 1.7 meters tall.
Of course he is taller than the clan rats, but he is just a little bit among the storm rats.
The Engineer Warlock's interest in him only goes so far. Eski doesn't need the Storm Rat as his bodyguard.
Now he only needs a large number of slave rats as human shields and industrial raw materials.
In the square, more and more infantry phalanxes were devoured by the chaotic but fearless attacks of the slave rats. Perhaps affected by the death of their companions, some of the suppressing party began to flee, and the entire infantry line looked shaky. "Are we going to end?"
Wu Ling asked.
"Don't worry, wait until the following slave rats crowd the square."
The engineering warlock looked at the clan rats who were obsessed with killing and said softly.
All the elevators were pulled to the top floor, and the Slippery Clan even recovered all the counterweights and rigging. The slaves could only follow the broken troops and rush into a few tunnels ahead, but there should be arrangements for the underground council there.
Military strength...
As time continued to flow, the originally bright red blood on the ground turned black.
Sure enough, as Eski expected, a large number of slave rats were stuck in the three tunnels in front, and the number of slave rats in the square became more and more crowded.
Many slaves tried in vain to climb up the rock walls on both sides, but their companions were holding their legs tightly, preventing them from finding such a "way of survival".
They could see it too clearly. The clan rats and storm rats wearing armor above were not something that rats with experience in rock climbing could kill.
"It looks like it's almost done."
Eski stretched his muscles and grabbed the hand of the wizard. With a burst of crackling lightning, the engineer warlock and the wizard disappeared.
On the path that the slave rats must pass, a burst of twisted electric light appeared, and the crackling lightning immediately electrocuted the surrounding slave rats with the smell of barbecue.
Amidst the aroma of meat, the smiling engineer warlock and the expressionless wizard appeared in front of the slave rats who still wanted to rush into the square.
On the staff made of thirteen dimensional stones, green and purple-black exude the same light.
A burst of purple-black rotating wind blades flew into the distance from the passage, and the purple lightning and strong winds of the dimensional wind also blocked the tunnel entrance to the square.
Another emerald green light flashed, and thorns grew out of thin air, completely sealing the underground passage where the spell had just been cast.
At this time, the engineering warlock turned around.
"Slaves, your resistance is very interesting."
The tone of the white-haired rats was mocking, but it made the slave rats feel fear. Even the slave rats themselves found it inexplicable. It was obvious that they were not even afraid of the storm rats just now.
The engineer warlock stood just a few steps away from them with a pointy-eared thing, but no slave rat dared to step forward.
The smell of fear began to fill the square, although their eyes were still flashing red.
The white-haired engineer warlock raised his right paw, and the bright red runes on the paw were already bleeding out.
Putting down his paws, Esky said in the usual arrogant tone that the upper class people in Skaven Mordor treat the lowly people.
"Your resistance has won the attention of the great engineer. Although resisting is an unforgivable crime, the great engineer has a kind heart and is always extremely compassionate to the slaves."
"I allow you to form a new clan and become a slave clan of the Skry clan."
After the words fell, that reckless clan rat, no, he should be called Riel now, Esky stared at the panel that might have been brought to him by Xin Liezhi's magic power.
Much of this reckless man’s information is clear at a glance.
Under the shocked eyes of the Slippery clan, Riel held his sword and knelt in front of the engineering warlock.
"Clan Mede will be loyal to Clan Skryre."
"Very good, all the rats here, you are all clan rats."
The engineering warlock dropped these words and disappeared again with the wizard spirit in hand.
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A few hours later, the Elf's third-level ship replenished all the needed supplies and left the port. Only the Witch Spirit and the Engineer Warlock arrived at the entrance to the Eastern Webway.
Nearly 10,000 newly promoted clan rats and more than 10,000 newly captured slaves are gathered here.
This is a huge number, turning the originally concise team into a long marching team.
Riel's clan still needs a large amount of food and grass to accompany them, so only the advance team can follow Eski.
"To be honest, this is the first time in my life that I have entered the Webway. Before, I was limited to trading with various clans at the connection between the Skaven City and the Webway."
Sighing, Esky, who was walking in the passage, lowered his head and used the pads of his feet to carefully feel the large stone slabs with countless traces of time, and then said to Wu Ling.
"This is the so-called original webway of the Old Ones. You pointy-eared things may have never seen it. They were destroyed in a geological disaster. As a result, we can only dig new ones among the broken webways.
Channel."
Wu Ling tilted her head. She remembered that there was indeed a geological disaster in history that affected a wide range of areas, but it happened an unknown number of years before she was born.
Esky withdrew her gaze from observing the tall man. It seemed that she didn't know enough about those cold-blooded things in the south.
That disaster originated from a certain obsessive-compulsive Slan, who tried to use magic to turn the World's Edge Mountains into a straight line due south and north.
He did succeed, but it also caused disaster. Geological disasters caused by terrain correction brought disaster to all races in the old world.
The Skaven are okay, but the dungeon in Skavenmordu was buried.
After this incident, the dwarves were completely devastated.
It is also because of this incident that the underground network has become what it is now, a broken area with undulations and fault zones from time to time.
Esky pointed to the narrow tunnels in the distance that were completely undecorated, and then compared it with the wide area of at least sixteen lanes, facing the Wuling Road.
"The passage we dug cannot be compared with the passage of the ancient saints, even the damaged version."
There are a large number of golden runes in the ancient saint's passage. Esky doesn't know if they are made of gold, or whether they can resist chaos.
Anyway, I still ignored it.
After all, for rat society, gold is not an important thing. You can find a lot of precious metals exuding all kinds of stench in the rat garbage dumps.
"Speaking of which, will your god be angry because I used the gold from the cesspit to build an altar for him?"
Thinking of the preferences of a certain Moonlight Girl, Esky asked in a wicked way.