Chapter 91: The Coup and the End of the Gray Prophet (5)
"Not one of ours?"
Ikrit's tail swept around the ground excitedly.
When Nagash's troops are dispatched on a large scale, there will be no single Skaven troops daring to wander around in the underground world near Nagash Zhar. There is only one possibility.
At this time, there was a strange hissing sound beside him, and when he turned around, it was Esiliga.
"It's Staden, my scouts have already gone."
The defector said to him.
"The Skeleton Spears still have about an hour to encircle them. If it is really Staden, we still have time to evacuate."
Eski spoke at this time, and at the same time revealed the wind of life gathered on the ground in his hands.
"Even on the ground, I have a faster way to evacuate. But I can't bring too many people with me."
"Wittrick?"
Ikrit's eyes moved to the old engineering warlock, and his three red eyes looked at each other.
"I will provide support. The battle is about to end, right."
The old engineering warlock made a decision quickly.
He is not an ignorant person, otherwise he would not have given away the same flamethrower twenty years ago because of the words of the old guy Quickwall.
But...
"After the war, I will make up for three times my losses."
"Everyone's losses can be made up for by the mining area."
As Iklit's words fell, Vitrik cursed "Damn mountain war.", and then silently directed his troops to move towards the front line.
After nearly ten minutes of marching in silence, everyone could see the current situation on the front line.
There are obvious burn marks on a long section of the passage, and the passage is filled with a choking burnt smell.
What makes Lord Ikrit happy is that the battle line of more than a thousand rats has moved forward for more than a hundred meters. Their feet are covered with broken bone fragments. The remaining Skaven battle lines that are surrounding them from five directions will remain.
Skeletons squeezed into a narrow area.
The engineer warlock's observer slightly increased the magnification, and he could clearly see that the rats in the distance were not surrounding the skeletons, but killing each other.
Among them, those who fought with the rats on both sides at the same time were obviously Staden's men.
"I didn't see Staden, he might have run away in advance."
After adjusting the magnification of the observer to the maximum, Staden was not found, and the engineering warlock expressed his doubts.
A sharp sound like the hoot of an owl came from a distance, and Eshiriga responded with the same sound, and then said to everyone.
"It's Staden. He wanted to run away, but was discovered by my scouts."
The scout didn't say much. He led his lord and ran towards the direction he came from, stepping on the bodies of many rats.
"I'll go too."
Rat Fleeing Technique! Sticky Claw Technique!
The language of the Horned Rat was recited from Esky's mouth, causing his feet to glow with green light.
With a wave of his paw, the "puddle" that condensed the wind of life turned into a "water belt" wrapped around his white-haired legs, running in the same direction from the side rock wall.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but under the second vision, in that direction, the engineer warlock saw a chaotic energy source getting clearer and clearer.
In just a few minutes, he confirmed that it was indeed the Gray Prophet.
Staden's second vision image became clearer and clearer, but the Gray Prophet did not discover the magical energy in Esky through this vision.
"It seems there is a difference in detection distance."
Eski thought about the situation gap between himself and the Gray Prophet. Although he emotionally hoped that his advantage was based on the blessing of the Elf God, he also knew rationally that the greatest possibility was ever-changing.
That one caused it.
Seeing that the chaotic energy on Staden's body became relatively regular, Esky opened his mouth and recited the magic language belonging to the horned rat.
A barrier composed of thunder and lightning and strong wind immediately blocked Staden's path, which caused the Gray Prophet to stop the previous action of casting spells, and the spell energy began to rise and fall according to another pattern.
Because of this pause, in less than a minute, Esky and Eshiriga blocked Staden in this passage one after another.
"Engineer Warlock, playing with the dimensional wind howl in front of the great Gray Prophet?"
As Staden cursed, he danced some kind of dance with the staff as the center of the circle, and the pale green magic aura spread to every place in the passage with his footsteps.
"Don't you know that the dimensional wind roar is the great power of the horned rat?"
"Only us, who have the same gray fur and long horns as the Horned Rat, are the true favored ones of the Horned Rat."
While Staden was cursing, Esky was chanting Anoquian.
The wind of life that had been attached to the legs spread out and reached the back of the Gray Prophet.
In front of the storm barrier, green thorns immediately grew from both sides of the rock wall, and within a few seconds, they turned into a wall of thorns.
"You can't escape now."
Esky spoke.
Eshiliga looked at the Gray Prophet warily and asked the scout to stand in front of him.
Even, no, especially the caster can feel the filthy oracle language belonging to the Great Horned Rat shooting out of the Gray Seer's mouth, as if something has been formed.
The white-haired mouse suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness, followed by severe pain in the chest.
Looking down, he saw that his chest was hit by a green gaseous substance, which carried him around and rotated in the air, making him feel increasingly dizzy.
At the same time, a burst of purple lightning struck his body, and his fur suddenly became scorched black, and the intact parts of his body began to twitch.
Another sentence of Anoguiyan was recited, and a dozen canes stretched out towards him.
Although many of them were wiped out by green wind blades and purple lightning in the process, Eski's body was still dragged out of the range of the magic.
It wasn't until he landed that he discovered that the dimensional wind roar in front of him was connected to the magic power of the Chaos Demon Realm, and it was actually the same spell he had used before.
Gray Seer transferred the spell he cast previously?
Without time to think too much, Esky looked towards the Gray Prophet.
The blades of Eshiliga and his scouts stopped in front of the Gray Prophet, and the green barrier prevented their attempts to pierce the Gray Prophet.
That's not a dimensional position - it's a spell that belongs exclusively to Skary.
Relying on a mage's intuition, Esky confirmed that that thing was actually a more advanced protective spell than Skull's spell, perhaps reflected in the fact that it required less magical energy.
After all, the Gray Seer Clan has always specialized in spellcasting, and their Skryre Clan's main focus is to rely on tools to achieve magic, which will eventually be used by mortals (slave rats).
There is no way that the Gray Seer's spells need to be more advanced. After all, energy and time are limited.
Dimensional lightning!
The dark green beam of light illuminated the green barrier, creating a large green sparkle around it, but, obviously, it had no effect.
"You're not dead yet, troublesome little rat!"
The gray prophet looked in the direction of the engineering warlock with cold eyes and said twitchingly.
He picked up the snuff on his chest and took a deep breath. Green smoke poured into his lungs.
Another mantra was recited from his mouth, and the two green sharp blades floating in the air were also shot at Eshiriga at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye.
Two clouds of poisonous mist appeared where Ashriga was staying.
However, Esiliga's figure appeared again on Staden's right side.
This time, in his hand, he held a dagger covered with green light runes.
Green sparks flew everywhere, and this time, the dagger went deeper toward Staden's head.
"Still not working?"
He thought in his mind, quickly pulled away the dagger, walked around to the back, and saw another burst of sparks.
In the constant thrusting test, sparks flew everywhere.
Eski found the opportunity, and another dimensional lightning spread the arc to the Stasi, and then chanted the curse again.
Tengman stretched out from all sides and wrapped Staden in a spherical shape.
Bite technique!
As the filthy mantras from Eski's mouth flowed out, the strongest single-target attack magic he currently had took effect on the Gray Prophet.
The invisible rat will eat the area within one cubic meter until nothing exists anymore.
Suddenly, like an earthquake, the surrounding rock walls began to shake. Esky was horrified to find that the surrounding rock walls were closing inward, and the coverage area perceived by his second vision was as many as several thousand meters.
"Grey Prophet, are you trying to drag us to death together?"
Intermittent crazy sounds came from the Tengman ball, which was constantly flashing green light due to the biting technique.
"How far can you teleport? With the blessing of the horned rat, I..."
A longer weapon suddenly pierced Tengman and penetrated deeply into the place where the Gray Prophet's head might have been before, ending what he was about to say.
A large rune appeared on the body of Eshiliga who used it.
"Stadden, he's dead." Erica fell to the ground without any force.
The rock walls on both sides have not stopped moving, and the magical aura has covered those stones.
Eski hurriedly chanted a spell and borrowed a few earth-shattering runes to barely eliminate the surrounding magic.
There was a hissing sound, and the imperceptible footsteps gradually faded away.
Eski turned around and was surprised to find that under his second vision, he didn't even notice the departure of Eshiliga's scouts.
However, compared to this level of curiosity, recovering from injuries and the energy just lost is more important.
Eshiliga's scouts informed the old warlord of Iklitstaden's death faster than their master, which made the old warlord breathe a sigh of relief. At this time, a messenger rat belonging to him came to ruin his mood. p>
"The rear, something happened in the rear! There is a passage we have not discovered before!"
The messenger rat's voice was very panicked.
"The flesh-eating monsters came from there and defeated our defenders. There were also incomprehensible, metal things, just like this thing, but they moved on their own."
"The time has come to retreat."
"Lord Vitrik, do you remember what happened to your flamethrower last time?"
"You mean..."
A moment of anger flashed through Whitrick's one eye.