No, it’s not just Tregara. Through the observer, Eski spotted a large number of rats gazing at the caves with greedy eyes.
It's not just wild beasts that attack.
Before the engineer warlock could think about it, Tregara had already launched an attack on all the Skaven phalanx, whether they were assembled or not.
The forefront was the left wing that had not received the order to retreat just now. The formation with the clan rats at the back and the slave rats at the front could not be completed. It was forced to form a super large square formation before even having time to equip a shield.
Perhaps, a rectangular matrix is more appropriate.
There were only a dozen soldiers in each row, and they were immediately knocked out of a bloody path by several Tregaras who suddenly attacked.
Wherever they passed, those sickle-shaped claws harvested the remaining limbs and broken arms.
The rats that were merely cut in half and did not die immediately were helpless crawlers on the ground, wailing and releasing the fear in their glands. All the rats were full of fear.
Looking back at the right wing, which still had not completed its entire team, Eski gritted his teeth and stepped onto the supply vehicle. A green electric light shot out from the staff. After a very short flight, it exploded in the area mixed with rats and Tregara.
Open.
A closer Tregala was shot dead on the spot, but its death seemed to bring about a greater crisis.
The slave rats scrambled to flee backwards, attacking the rear line. There were more and more rats above. Hundreds of rats had crawled over the cave and were about to jump down to attack.
And ahead, the Tregaras are still tearing apart the rats who are trying to block them, or trying to escape in the chaotic group of rats.
The rats' chops couldn't penetrate the thick-looking white carapace at all, and their sickle-shaped claws could break through the wooden shield with just one blow.
Only those lucky ones with large areas of metal on their shields can live longer.
The reason is that most of the scimitars of these country rat men are curved and are pure chopping weapons.
At this time, Eski missed the clan rats he had trained in the Skaven Demon City. The weapons in their hands were all Greek-style daggers that Eski had engraved with runes of destruction. In addition to chopping, they were also used for stabbing.
His abilities are also outstanding.
However, the bigger problem is that these one-handed weapons are too short.
"Phalanx, phalanx, stupid slaves! Is this a phalanx?"
The engineer warlock waved his whip and whipped the rats who were in a mess. Even though the rats in front were being slaughtered, their chaos still did not improve in any way.
After all, these things were slave rats at that time. At that time, they only had the advantage of being brave and not afraid of death, but now that they have left the blessing, even this only advantage is gone.
Raising the staff, green light flashed, and strong winds and lightning appeared at the hole above Eski's head. It was the dimensional wind howling.
The purple lightning formed by the great horned rat's divine power flashed at the entrance of the cave, hitting the rocks from time to time, causing the rocks to collapse. The clan rats and slave rats below the area that were not lucky enough could not escape and were hit by the rocks.
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As these rocks fell together, there were also cooked rat people exuding the aroma of barbecue.
In addition to the lacerations caused by the impact of the fall, their bodies had scorched marks and densely covered small wounds, which were the effects of the dimensional wind howling.
But...
Eski looked up.
The effect of the spell is not very obvious.
Those rats are hiding in small caves, and the dozens of acquaintances who were affected just now are just a few unlucky ones.
The staff was waved by Esky again, while chanting those complex Anoquayan and calling out the active wind of magic.
The engineering warlock quickly took off the white robe on his body, exposing the white hair all over his body, and turned it over on the supply truck. Just under the white cloth covering the surface, Eski took the thing from under the female rat.
Pulled it out.
A piece of green cloth.
Wrapping it around him, the engineering warlock jumped out of the car and stood on the ground.
The Anoquayan in his mouth became more and more high-pitched and ups and downs. Under the second vision that the mage could see, the wind of life flowing in the air gathered together, flowing towards the feet of the engineering warlock and contacting the earth.
meat pad.
Wisps of magical wind gathered together and turned into a bright green clear pool.
Perhaps with the help of the underground river, the number of magical winds is much higher than in the past few days.
On the thirteen evenly distributed dimensional stones, emerald green light lit up, and hundreds of cave entrances above the head suddenly sprouted a large number of thorns out of thin air, layer after layer, completely sealing off the cave like walls. p>
As the spell was cast, the pool at Eski's feet changed from stagnant water after a heavy rain to a bowl of boiled water overturned.
I turned around and looked around. Fortunately, the front line had not completely collapsed.
The Witch Spirit had already rushed to the front line. Although her dagger was sharp enough to cut through Tregara's armor effortlessly, she was unable to get close to her due to the multi-legged beast's attack.
Fortunately, elves are very fast, faster than rat men.
Another rat's body was torn open, its internal organs lost their muscle restraints, and they were about to fall under the pull of gravity.
The muscles in the Wuling's calves and thighs exploded and contracted at a speed that was difficult for the rat people to see clearly. She dodged under the rat at a speed that Tregara couldn't react, and completed the turn with the help of the ground and the rat's body. p>
The sharp blade in his hand stabbed upwards, and the eyes in Wu Ling's eyes moved up and down rapidly, observing the surrounding dynamics at high speed.
Very good, this beast couldn't react. Just when its two claws were about to catch it, the magic weapon that could break the carapace penetrated the seam of the carapace on Tregara's chest, and there was a sound between the two.
The crisp sound of gold and iron hitting each other.
The Witch Spirit bent down to avoid the incoming attack, and then used the momentum to pull down the magic blade in his hand. The transparent liquid poured down the big hole onto the rat whose internal organs were completely leaking to the ground. Holding down Tregara's carapace, Hecate turned over and reached the beast's back. At the same time, he tried to pull out his weapon and strike again along the top.
The short dagger made a tooth-grinding sound inside Tregara's body, as if these bones wanted to completely block this magical weapon, and the muscles on the Witch Spirit's right arm completely bulged.
The dagger slid in another direction, and just as it was about to be withdrawn, it immediately turned again.
When the witch spirit climbed onto Tregara's back, the sound of something falling to the ground came again.
There is no need for the wizard to lower his head to see, those are the claws of this animal.
Before the animal could make its final death struggle, the magic dagger was sent from the back of its head into its brain, which didn't look very big. The wizard's left arm stirred hard, and the animal was happily killing just now.
The beast immediately fell to the ground.
"One."
Hecate said with a smile, the corners of his mouth raised in an exaggerated arc, and turned to look at the other beasts.
Gripping the two magic daggers in his hands, the wizard jumped up and pounced on the other beast.
However, this time, it seems to be easier than the previous time.
The thorns on the ground stretched out one after another, trying to wrap up all Tregala.
The rats above the head were constantly gnawing at the thorny thorns. Esky looked at the soles of his feet getting less and less, and the wind of life would be exhausted at any time. He picked up his halberd and rushed over.
There is still chaos energy in the body, and the initial dimensional lightning only consumed less than one-tenth, but they need to be left to the rats above.
Probably due to the maelstrom and natural conditions, the magical energy in this place is too thin, and only the wind of life is slightly stronger.
Tregara is still struggling in the thorns, and together with the rat people around them, the lush thorns like a small forest continue to attack and entangle all living creatures in the area.
The scythe-like claws of the underground predator easily cut through the thorns, but this method of dealing with prey seemed to be of no use to these plants. The thorns seemed to have the wisdom to bypass their attacks, and the position was from a tricky angle.
A new round of entanglement was launched.
The group that was relatively unlucky were quickly entangled in various joints of the limbs, and even with the sharp claws, they were unable to do anything.
The bright sapphire eyes were moving around, and these trapped beasts seemed to be thinking about something.
Suddenly, Tregara began to tremble violently, and then gradually regained his composure.
But the rolling eyes have now become silent.
What appeared behind it was the wizard spirit that had been killing these beasts before.
After fighting with thorns and several sneak attacks, seven of these disgusting, insect-like beasts have fallen forever.
Hecate's pointed ears trembled, and she noticed the vibration of the air behind her. She brought down a knife with her backhand, and a thorn that attacked was cut off and fell to the ground.
Following her gaze, not far away was an engineering warlock who was wearing something inexplicable. No, it was not inexplicable. It was an engineering warlock that met the requirements of the wind of life. He took off the green cloth on his body, revealing his strong white-haired body.
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"Hey, what are you doing!"
The elf scolded angrily, but the engineer warlock's eyes were not on her.
Looking up at the sky, there is a place where the magical wind flows, rising and falling with unknown rules.
The wind of life has been exhausted, and the loss of mental power is still in an acceptable state, so next, it is better to use the eight wind magic and retain the chaos magic.
Should we use energy like a charged fluid or fine energy?
The engineer warlock thought, and Anoqua chanted in the mouth of the rat man. The words were so complex that it was almost difficult to pronounce them with the rat man's vocal cords. The words resonated with the energy, causing them to begin to gather around the engineer warlock.
As the energy increased, Esky also felt that his spirit was constantly weakening.
The combination of the caster's spiritual will and the magical language of Anoquayan allows the wind of magic to obey the caster's orders.
Ordinary people who learn Anoquayan will only think that it is a deliberately complicated language that is difficult to learn.
People with magical talents, even without learning, can uncontrollably recite a simplified version of the Anoquayan incantation belonging to a specific spell under the guidance of the wind of magic, which is what humans would call it thousands of years later.
Magic text.
Touching his head, which had become a little dizzy due to the exhaustion of mental energy, Eski's finger pointed at a wild beast casually, and the flowing electric fluid transformed into a spell model as Eski's fingers twisted.
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White electric light flashed, and along the engineer warlock's fingertips, a thick bolt of lightning shot out quickly, hitting the target.
A disgusting yet satisfying aroma of barbecue emanated from Tregala's body, and its entire body was burnt black by the high-intensity electric current.
Esky looked at the energy floating around his body. It was probably enough to clean up the remaining things, but if it were mental, it would become quite bad.
There are always subordinates who should be blamed, and this is the time to take action.
At this point, Tregara's advancing trend has been completely stopped, and the engineering warlocks turned back to look at the incompetent rats who couldn't even make a battle formation.
They also seemed to be aware of the change in the atmosphere on the battlefield.
In an instant, except for those beasts that were still struggling, everyone else became very dark.
Esky even had the illusion that he could hear the hearts of these rats thumping under their ribs.
It is not elegant. After these days of marching, it even looks very greasy. Underneath the white hair is a pair of red eyes with a mocking look.
"It seems that you all thought it was over?"
The sharp voice of the white-haired engineer warlock made these incompetent subordinates lower their heads, and behind them was the sound of the witch spirit killing the trapped Tregala.
"There is an entire clan of ratmen up there. If you don't form a good phalanx now, you will most likely die, but I won't."
None of these subordinates refuted, they just silently had a little order, with the slave rats in front and the clan rats behind, gathering together.
Then he bent down to show respect for his master, and then raised his head and exposed his neck to show his loyalty to his master.
The raised faces of the rats were twisted, as if they were always full of malice, but they were spraying the smell of fear together, as if they wanted to spray out every drop of their respect for their master.
This is a bit of an advantage. When the battle comes, these guys will at least not flee due to the smell of fear.
The engineer warlock thought in his mind, but that was not the point.
Perhaps it's because many good shields just now were torn to pieces by the monsters, but now there are almost no shields in the hands of the gathered ratmen.
These weapons and equipment are the trophies of the clans that the slave rats had previously contributed to. The lack of equipment is really reasonable.
However, the engineer warlock will not give up issuing orders because of equipment.
"I'm going to open the barrier above my head and prepare to engage the enemy."