The list of code words on the desktop is almost complete.
The engineer warlock moved his body, and the bones of his cervical vertebrae rang several times as he moved.
With his neck still sore, he couldn't help but call the wind of life to his side, and recited a more complex spell.
Blood of the Earth.
A burst of green light and life energy poured into the engineering warlock's body from far away from the earth, eliminating his fatigue.
Looking down at the lists, the engineering warlock felt mentally tired again - there were too many places to go to buy these things.
There are agents of engineering warlocks in Skaven Demon. Although the price is a little bit more expensive, it can guarantee that the apprentices of engineering warlocks will not have inappropriate ideas.
On the front line far away from the Skaven City, engineers and warlocks can only deliver the goods themselves.
"If you want to purchase, we can talk about it later."
The engineer warlock jumped up and almost hit the warpstone lamp, causing him to take a few steps back.
The Witch Spirit lying on the hammock glanced at him and continued to focus on the book.
About one-third of this literacy textbook has been memorized, including all the spoken language and a very small part of the oracle text.
Compared to other races whose nervous responses are not as fast, this is simply unbelievable.
As for the Skaven language, Hecate estimated that she could probably read and write, but could not listen or speak at all.
Probably, all it takes is a chance to practice...
Something soft but with a hint of roughness leaned against the skin of her shoulder. Turning her head, the engineering warlock's paws rested on her shoulders. It seemed that they were the feel of flesh pads.
"Hecate, go to the surface."
"You are really troublesome, white mouse."
With that said, Wu Ling took the breathing filter placed on the hammock.
After passing those dirty and smelly passages in disgust, and not knowing whether they had spent too long there, the two finally saw a dazzling light on the road ahead.
This exit seems to be a mountain opposite to Cripple Peak, controlled by rat men.
On the mountain peak in the distance, there is a towering city with terrifying reliefs. It is nearly 100 meters long. In front of the two elongated skull statues is a giant suspension bridge that has been lowered. p>
The skeleton's eyes were flashing with magical aura, seeming to tell everyone around it that this was more than just a building.
Halfway up the mountain, the rat men and the undead army were fighting.
In other words, both sides are arranging their teams.
The teams of undead and humans located above spread out for nearly a kilometer in square formations that were not very tightly organized.
Esky frowned and adjusted the magnification of the observer to the maximum. He thought that most of the battles between the Skaven and Nagash were conducted underground.
If you look closely, there are barbarians from the south in Nagash's army.
This is the source of the slaves Eski purchased before.
Wearing bronze battle armor, they were arranged together with Nagash's undead army, which even had only skeletons left.
Their strong muscles look out of place compared to those around them that have either turned into skeletons or have shrunken flesh.
Among the undead, there are ratmen, humans, and even greenskins.
At first glance, the Skaven’s military strength is not even much greater than Nagash’s.
Of course, this is just because the Skaven formations are much denser than the Nagash army formations.
The Ratmen's formation can barely be divided into four rows, with the spearmen's phalanx densely arranged at the forefront, and infantry and warlords wearing heavy armor scattered among them.
More heavy infantry lined up behind them, with three rows of infantry phalanxes separated by only one meter at most.
The engineering warlock pinched his beard and felt a little anxious. With such a dense formation, if there was a range attack spell, wouldn't it be a waste of money?
Like a pendulum or something.
After carefully observing the rat-men's battle formation, the engineer warlock discovered that the rat-men at the back were pushing the rat-men in front.
This formation seems to be to prevent the vanguard from escaping?
This is too skank.
The corners of Eski's eyes twitched.
Does such an army also want to capture the city named Nagashzar?
"Hey, didn't you say we wanted to duel?"
The strange rat language suddenly uttered by the witch spirit made Esky tremble involuntarily.
He quickly covered Wu Ling's mouth with his claws and dragged her behind the pile of rocks.
"Shut up, Elf, control your breath, don't be discovered by the thing on the opposite mountain."
As he said that, the engineering warlock glanced at Nagashzar warily. Fortunately, there was nothing unusual.
That thing on the top of the mountain opposite, picking up its dog's head from thousands of miles away is like picking something out of a bag.
"Can't you see the huge magical energy in the city opposite?"
The engineer warlock said to the witch spirit in horror, and even inadvertently leaked out the smell of fear belonging to the rat people.
"Huh? What do you want to say?"
Hecate asked.
Although she had understood the meaning of the engineer's words, she was still unwilling to admit it.
How could there be a mortal in this world who could perform large-scale magic rituals based on his own magical attainments?
Before the Engineer Warlock could reply, the Engineer Warlock had already held down her protruding head and retracted it.
In a daze, Wu Ling heard the engineering warlock curse in a low voice.
"Fuck, Nagash!"
The engineer warlock was in disbelief and once again revealed a pair of eyes and observers from behind the ridiculous stone bunker in front of him.
A marching team did appear on the suspension bridge in front of the huge skull statue.
The purple-black magical energy was as thick as mud and spread under their feet. Even from such a long distance, Esky felt instinctively uncomfortable with the evil energy.
Even chaotic energy will not have such a reaction.
Among the team, the most obvious thing is a huge sedan, and a human is sitting on this huge blue sedan.
This is a bald man with dark skin, wearing the most gorgeous purple costume among all the people present, and with huge magical energy, there is no doubt that he is Nagash.
The sedan he was riding was the tombkeeper's sedan. If the engineering warlock remembered correctly, this sedan was placed on the shoulders of the corpse of its former owner.
Before Nagash looked around the battlefield and looked in the direction of Esky, the engineer warlock hid behind the rubble again.
The aroma of warpstone emanating from the polluted turbid water gave the engineer a momentary courage to think about what had just happened.