Chapter 87: The Coup and the End of the Gray Prophet (1)
"Am I still alive?"
Toxide thought that after he fainted, he would be eaten as food by the slave rats.
But his leg is broken.
Wherever you open your eyes, you can see something with pointed ears that is already writing something.
"Toxide."
The pointy-eared thing didn't look at him, and opened his mouth while writing at the desk.
"You are lucky. The Engineer Warlock may need you. Perhaps, he can help you get back on your feet."
The voice of the pointed-eared female rat temporarily reassured Toxide. If the engineer warlock needed him, he would not die for the time being.
Under this sense of security, Toxide's vision went dark and he fell asleep again.
On the other side dozens of kilometers away, the engineering warlock they were thinking about, Eski, was being questioned by Ikrit.
"Eski, what's going on with these things?"
Ikrit sat next to him, and behind him was a deformed purple-skinned rat stuck in the air that was pierced by dozens of spears.
There were also rats that were chopped into pieces and grew strange purple limbs of different shades together with this blasphemous monster.
Through several rats in black robes, he already knew that this rat was sent here by Eski's spell. Any rat can see that the energy in this deformed body does not come from the horned rat.
The engineering warlock took the ice cube he had just made and applied it to his newly burned face. The magical energy of the blood of the earth was healing his injuries. His scarlet eyes looked at the deformity, and then moved his eyes to Ikrit. p>
"He betrayed the Horned Rat and believed in the Dark Prince of the Chaos Demon Realm. He also received the blessing given to him by the Dark Prince."
"You didn't show up just now, so I thought I'd make good use of it and let him block Nagash. Who knows, you guys came out again."
As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Esiliga, with a contrived expression on his face, as if to say, 'All the responsibility lies with you.'
Ikrit ignored the engineering warlock's microexpressions. Rats don't like to read other people's microexpressions. He just walked up to the scribe who was holding a spear in the air and spoke in disgust.
"This situation is called a blessing?"
In front of him were slippery and twisting limbs that made even a Skaven feel inexplicably disgusting. The two purple-black 6-shaped pliers stretched out from behind by Mobrier deepened Ikrit's disgust.
The engineering warlock broke off a pliers, and the purple-white flesh hung from the break.
The two ends of the pliers are one long and one short, with barbed purple-black sharp blades.
The dependents of Slaanesh use this organ to feel every tremor of the tortured victim, thereby generating supreme joy.
At the same time, their combined appearance is exactly the holy number "6" of Slaanesh.
Neural networks and strange meridians connect every muscle inside, and the engineering warlock's claws rest on these white, somewhat sticky filaments.
With the input of chaotic energy and magical wind, the engineering warlock determined that this strange meridian seemed to be unusually sensitive to magical energy.
Is this why Slaanesh’s creations became agile?
"The randomness is very high, and it may be related to his physical fitness. If he can become a demon in the end, he can live forever."
Looking at the former clerk who was still surviving despite being stabbed like a hedgehog by dozens of spears, Eski sighed.
"Ascended to Demon?"
Yitlit asked doubtfully and curiously.
In his decades of life as a rat, this was the first time he heard this word.
"This is a secret matter. If you believe in the gods of the Chaos Demon Realm, you can hope to be promoted from a mortal to a demon."
Eski looked at Iklit, the members of the Council of Thirteen, and the Gray Prophet with some strangeness, but they had never heard of Demon Ascension after spending so long together.
Why is the gap between rat casters and other rats so great?
"Not only gods like the Prince of Darkness and the All-Changing Demon Lord, but the Horned Rat can also do this."
The engineer warlock added.
What he knows is that in the future, the messenger of the Horned Rat will be a demon named Lord of Disaster.
Although the Rat Man is also a type of mortal, he is not sure whether the Rat Man can be promoted to a demon.
After thinking about it, the engineer warlock put down the ice on his right paw. The blood of the earth had restored his injuries and energy. At the same time, it probably also restored the surrounding rats.
"If there's nothing else to ask, we should go see Staden off."
Eshiliga nodded, and took Ikrit with him to regroup and head to the new battlefield.
But Ikrit shook off his claws.
"Engineer Warlock, I won't leave now. I still want to know what the Prince of Darkness is! What the Changing Demon King is! And Big Horn..."
Before the last words were spoken, a stab of pain drew Ikrit's attention back to his left paw.
It was a nail pierced into the flesh pad of his left paw, coming from the right paw of the betrayed master.
The old warlord saw the rebel leader shaking his head at him, and his fevered brain calmed down.
Yes, if asked in public, what is the horned rat, this question... would be too stupid.
However, after decades of fighting, he realized that he had never seemed to have a deep understanding of his own god, and he did not think it was that important before.
It wasn't until that blasphemous rat appeared in front of him that he realized how terrifying and respectable the gods were.
"The Horned Rat is the Skaven."
Eski said.
"Skavin, what is it again?"
Before anyone else could answer, the engineering warlock replied as if talking to himself.
"Some people say that the cubs of the fat rats and the hairless monsters became one under the influence of the dimension stone. The evidence is that the Prophet clan can turn the hairless monsters into Skaven."
"Some people also say that it was the Great Horned Rat who led the predecessor of Skaven City, a city where dwarfs and hairless monsters lived together. He used the screaming bell on the tower to turn the rats in the city into what they are today.
The Skaven."
"Some people say that Skaven is the descendant of the great being of the Great Horned Rat. Therefore, the descendants of the Great Horned Rat will definitely rule the ruins of the world."
"Of course I know that the Prophet clan is leaning toward the last one, but which one is true? Your Excellency, the great Gray Prophet?"
As he said that, Eski turned his face to the gray prophet who didn't even exude his own aura among the crowd.
"Eski, you have gone too far."
The green warpstone in the Gray Prophet's blind eyes glowed bright green.
"May the Horned Rat forgive his humble servant."
Eski lowered his head and exposed his neck.
Quickwall ignored the engineering warlock's show of weakness and just turned the warpstone in his eyes in the direction of Ikrit.
"These things are not important. They are not things that non-spellcasters should know. You just need to know that you should not think about any gods other than the horned rat, and do not try to understand any gods."