Eski looked up at the rat who was lower than him in front of him - even if the rat lowered his head as much as possible, Eski's mere height of 1.6 meters still could not make the two equal.
"Yes, Master Engineer Warlock, my name is Akins."
There was a hint of fear in Aikins's eyes. He knew that the superiors never liked someone looking down at them from a higher place.
Thinking of this, he suddenly blamed himself.
As a red-furred clan rat, he has gained the same height as a storm rat. This kind of excellence is certainly not wrong.
But he had forgotten the truth that the wind will destroy the trees that are beautiful in the forest. He should have stooped down as soon as the engineering warlock appeared.
Aikins thought so, lowered his head, and glanced forward.
However, the engineering warlock didn't seem to care about it, the white-haired rat just spoke.
"Tell me about that thing you just killed."
Aikins was surprised to find that there was a little blood in the corners of the engineering warlock's eyes, and the exposed veins on his head were bulging and swelling.
"Of course, of course, noble white rat daddy."
He took advantage of the situation and buried his head lower, using his tail as a whip to whip the slave rat behind him to relieve the feeling of humiliation, and continued.
"It was a black thing, darker than the black corn in the big city, as tall as two slave rats, and it was shining with the green light of the sacred stone."
"These cowardless things were so scared that they sprayed rat urine on that precious flamethrower. If I hadn't been a kind boss, I would have chopped off their heads long ago."
As he spoke, Akins twisted his head back, with a malicious tone, and slapped the slave rat harder with his tail.
"Don't interrupt, what does that thing look like? Is there anything strange happening before and after the attack?"
The engineering warlock became impatient. The source of magic around him seemed to be a little closer. If it wasn't an illusion, he didn't have much time left.
"It looks like something squatting on the ground, but it also looks like Tregara is disguised. It sounds like a small insect crawling."
"The fire with the powder of the sacred stone was sprayed over, and within a few seconds, the thing started to melt. After a few minutes, it turned into a pool of molten iron."
After saying that, Akins raised his head and patted the flamethrower nozzle beside him with a proud tone.
"This thing didn't explode?"
Able to melt metal structures in a few minutes, Eski looked squarely at the flamethrower in front of him for the first time.
Vitrik said that this thing was used to deal with Nagash, but he was not lying.
However, can the bronze material withstand such high temperatures and even pressure? Will this thing explode? Esky looked at Aikins with a little compulsion.
He knows that there must be some secret in this - he just saw the magic source of the structure disappear with his own eyes, so it is unlikely that the rat boy thing is completely lying.
"Here's the trick, Engineer Warlock, this is Vitrik's unique skill. I can't open it, otherwise it will be ineffective."
Aikins walked to the front of the nozzle, where there was still all the air with a slightly higher temperature. He put his claws into the inside of the nozzle and said.
"This is a technology called fuel cycle cooling. It looks like a large piece of thick bronze pipe wall. In fact, it is not. It is composed of countless small fuel supply pipes that have been treated with runes.
The result of putting on a bronze shell."
As he spoke, a little green light lit up in the apprentice's hand, and following his movements, the inside of the flamethrower tube wall also had the same faint light.
"In this way, when the flames of the warp stone erupt, the cooler liquid fuel flows through it, taking away the heat. Then the heat expands the fuel, pushing the fuel into the combustion chamber more fully and quickly." p>
"In this way, we can further increase the temperature of the flame without having to make special refractory bricks and increase the weight of the flamethrower."
"Wittrick still has this technology? Does it have any shortcomings?"
Eski asked suspiciously.
His previous judgment was wrong. If this thing could really melt metal quickly, Vitrik should have sold him from Skaven Castle to other places long ago.
"The disadvantage is that the proportion of divine stones in the fuel must exceed 20%. Otherwise, the nozzle will soon be filled with black carbon and even misfire immediately."
When Aikins said this, he said with some guilt.
"Twenty percent?!"
Esky's eyes widened.
"Twenty percent."
Aikins confirmed.
"Wittrick is actually willing to take it out!"
Esky looked at the cars of fuel behind him in shock. If these things were all made of this proportion of warpstone powder, it would be twenty to thirty times his entire net worth when he was richest.<
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"Actually, there are only three cans of real qualified fuel, which are only enough for a few sprays. The rest are not prepared and require more sacred stone powder."
As the apprentice spoke, he opened the two bronze jars in the carriage behind him. One was dark green, and the other was almost milky yellow.
"Three cans? He is quite conscientious."
The white-haired rat said with twitching eyes.
"Don't worry, don't worry, the fuel behind can also be used."
Aikins waved his pink flesh claws in an attempt to appease the engineering warlock.
His claws pointed at several golden parts fixed with rivets on both sides.
"You only need to remove the circulation pump on top, close the valve on the pipe wall, and adjust the fuel inlet. It will not be very different from the flamethrower of the short stuff in the east, but the temperature may be lower, plus a little explosion.
risk."
At this point, he patted the head of the slave rat behind him who had been whipped by his tail, and continued.
"Exploding the chamber is not a problem, just let the slave rats use it. Dimensional stone fuel also has the risk of exploding the chamber. It is their blessing to sacrifice for the horned rats."
"Stop, stop talking about that damn flamethrower, I know."
Esky raised his paw to signal the apprentice to stop, and he continued.
"So, what do you think, reveal Vitrik's secret to me? Even if you go back alive, Vitrik will not let you live."
"Like I said, I can continue to study and become an official engineering warlock, so..."
He cast a malicious glance at the other rats behind him, but stopped planning to turn back.
Akins angrily rushed towards a slave rat in the back.
"Damn rat cubs, don't touch them."
Eski noticed with sharp eyes that the slave rat was trying to contact the green pipeline behind the so-called circulation pump.
Contact with the Warpstone? What's the use? The body of the rat man is very resistant to chaos. Even if the slave rat is contaminated and mutated by the energy of chaos, it will not be strong enough to escape the control of the slave master.
Aikins slapped the slave to the ground, and used his tail as a whip to hit the slave hard. The slave rat looked at the slave owner with a malicious look in its eyes.
I don’t know what he was thinking, but he actually hugged Aikins’ thigh forward and tried to use his teeth to cripple the engineering apprentice’s leg.
A green light bloomed from Aikins' hand, and a slave's life disappeared.
"Damn slave, a life worth three divine stone coins is really unlucky."
As he said that, Aikins still couldn't help but slapped his tail whip on the corpse of the slave rat. He also opened the engineering apprentice's robe and poured a drop of urine on the head of the slave rat's corpse.
After doing all this, he pointed his tail at the other slaves and said viciously.
"Hurry up and ring the bell and pray to the Big Horned Rat, otherwise, the Big Horned Rat will punish you later and the flamethrower will explode and kill you all here."
"Shut up, Akins, do you think you are the supreme authority here?"
Esky's words made Akins quickly lower his head and expose his neck.
Stupid rats, Esky commented in his heart to Aikins.
No Skaven will think that they should submit to anyone as a matter of course. The reason why they humbly face the superior Skaven is because survival is more important than their own self-esteem.
He said in front of the slave rats that the engineer warlock wanted them to die, and it was obvious that he had not said this once.
How stupid.
If Eski himself wanted to do this kind of thing, he would have done what he had done in the Skaven Demon City, rotating the slave rats and giving each slave rat an equal probability of death.
Under the gaze of the engineering warlock, the slave rats shook a small bell mounted on the tail of the flamethrower.
Its shape is far inferior to the giant bells belonging to the Gray Seers, which are taller than the rats, but they can still emit sharp bells that can barely contact the Great Horned Rat.
Thirteen times the bell rang, and all the rats sang hymns to the Great Horned Rat in unison and rhythmically.
"The descendants of the horned rat will eventually devour the roots of the world."
Esky ends with a strange tune, and starts insulting Nagash in his head.
Strangely, he didn't even feel the presence of the horned rat.
Looking up again, he saw the same confused face of Akins.
"You don't feel the connection with the Horned Rat?"
Esky spoke the question as if it were a statement, but Akins' face was full of confusion.
"But how can the only, supreme, great existence prevent us from feeling it?"
Although he learned how to become an engineering warlock, the ability of the rat man as a spellcaster was also a gift from the horned rat.
Every bit of precious chaotic magic power flows into the bodies of the rats little by little from the divine realm of the Great Horned Rat through its ubiquitous connection with reality.
If you can't contact the Horned Rat, it means you can't restore your magic power.
It even means that the ability to use magic is taken away - if the rat caster does not know other ways to use magic.
Aikins' panic is understandable, but Esky is not surprised by this. Mortals have their limits, even gods have their limits.
It is absolutely normal for a person like Nagash to be able to cut off their connection with the Horned Rat.
They are not demons, not even the Chosen Ones, maybe Baimao can barely be considered?
Thinking of this, Esky suddenly felt that his spirit became relaxed, and he looked at Aikins with a smile.
"I can accept you as my apprentice and even teach you how to continue using magic in this situation."
God is not omnipotent, so he also needs help, perhaps not just the attitude he had in the past.
Eski changed the subject.
"But, what can you give? Give your seemingly good luck?"
"No, no, no, Master Engineer Warlock, I think that I was able to destroy that monster just now because of my own ability. Rats usually don't have such courage."
Akins said seriously, and his serious expression made Esky immediately realize that this guy really thought that he was far better than other rats.
For Skaven, this is normal, but inappropriate.
Eski's tone had some sarcasm, but it was not blatantly sarcastic like a rat would scold his subordinates.
"Even if I believe you this time, the guy who regards luck as his ability will not live long, unless he is a true patron of the Horned Rat, such as our dear Chuan Kui..."
At this point, the engineering warlock stopped talking.
Chuanquluo was born three thousand years later.
There is still a risk in saying his name now.
Under Aikins' doubtful gaze, the engineer warlock changed his tone and adopted a softer tone for a rat man.
"I've heard that it's best for an engineering warlock not to teach his apprentices, because they don't know when they will betray their teacher. Unless the engineering warlock can firmly control his apprentices."
Having said this, Eski showed the dim rune on his hand, and a white magic aura emerged from it, quickly forming an open cage.
"So, apprentice, are you willing to give your soul in exchange for my knowledge? I am also a descendant of the Horned Rat, and I do not want to force my compatriots."
Aikins's eyes widened for a moment, and then he bit his pink lips.
The pink paws scratched back and forth on the red fur.
However, there is no restored chaos magic power at all, and the magical white magic aura in front of me...
"Okay, my dear apprentice, your soul will be kept with me for the time being."
After a while, the engineering warlock put down his sweat and soaked the red fur, making it appear a strange brown color and the pink claws of the engineering apprentice.
A brand new soul is sealed in the hollow cage on the right paw of the engineering warlock.
"We have to go out. No matter what, we retreat. Push this thing, turn, and retreat."
Putting away the things in his hands, Eski issued a new order to the slave rats.
"But, Engineer Warlock, didn't the warlord want us to cut off the rear?"
Aikins said with some fear that having his soul taken away seemed to take away his pride, and his tone became the same as that of those slave rats.
Esky looked over with some boredom and scolded...
"Is your second vision blind?"
After Esky finished speaking, he thought of his extraordinary second vision and changed his words to.
"Forget it, you can't see it. Let me tell you directly, there are more than forty structures nearby, and each of them can easily kill you. You just managed to eliminate one. That's because you are lucky. They are coming.