Just when the dimensional lightning in Eski's hand was about to be compressed into plasma by the raging magic power, the smell of teleportation magic appeared behind him, and the rich aroma of warpstone appeared along with green smoke.

"Stop, Eski Ivo."

Muttering in ratman language, the engineer warlock turned his head and discovered that it was indeed Quickwall.

"This is the new casting material."

Quickwall threw a slave rat in his hand in front of the chaotic human, and what he said was the language of the chaotic human.

This made Esky immediately understand what the scene in front of him was about.

"Ah, Chaos Human, Gray Prophet. When did you get together?"

Eski's tone of voice kept changing, and his pink nose also twitched. The stench of the newly converted undead in Nagash's military camp on the other side of the mountain could be smelled in the wind.

This human also has that smell, and it is natural to consider the logo on that piece of animal skin.

However, the fact that Nagash's men are colluding with the Gray Prophet is already shocking enough.

Mutual assistance between chaotic forces? Although this chaotic human being still has the flavor of chaos, but...

"Haven't the beliefs of these northern chaotic humans been destroyed by the great Big Bone Man?"

Esky asked in Chaos Human Language, but such questioning failed to get the Gray Prophet to give him an answer.

Instead, the human showed angry eyes and spat in Esky's direction.

"You disgusting rats, go back to your burrows."

The chaotic human cursed, picked up the still-living slave rat and left.

Eski's visual inspection revealed that the speed of this human being's departure was faster than the speed of the dimensional train he wanted to develop.

Coupled with the previous combat ability, it is certain that this body is also at the level of extraordinary beings and saints.

"It's time for us to leave."

The Gray Prophet's sound was like an old bellows, but Eski lay down on Tengman's bed, exposing his body that was not covered by anything to the moonlight. The silver fur runes shimmered slightly in response to the call of the moonlight.<

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"I have to stay here."

Esky closed his eyes and refused.

It's proper to moonbathe here, and he won't engage in any conspiracy with the Gray Prophet.

What is the reason for tonight's unexpected encounter? Is it a spy? Or is there a mole on Nagash's side who has been in contact with Quickwall from the beginning?

These things are not important now.

Nagash?

Can he be more terrifying than Chaos?

What does the battle situation on the front line have to do with him, a guy who is about to go to the Chaos Demon Realm to cause a scene?

Despite this, the Gray Prophet still has no intention of returning to the underground fortress.

"If you are evading, I will give you an order on behalf of the Council of Thirteen."

Quickwall walked to Eski's bedside, flapped his thin and transparent ears, and twitched his face covered with twisted sarcoma, and said to Eski.

"Prepare your troops. Before you leave, drive away the Necromancer's troops and force them back to the mountain."

The Gray Prophet's paw pointed into the distance. Follow its paw. On the other side of the mountain, Nagash's fortifications at the foot of the mountain are less than three kilometers away from here... That happens to be the tunnel exit of the Skaven. To this day,

Even Lord Ikrit still failed to get through there.

For Eski, who knew the inside story, it would be better to say that Lord Iklit simply gave up the fight for the ground and devoted his few troops to the fight for the mine.

The Moss Clan, the Barrier-breaking Clan, and the Evil Plague Clan are very happy to do this.

Although there is money everywhere on the front line, for the warlords and clans, only when they capture the mines can they get the biggest share of the pie with the troops in their hands.

A group of engineering warlocks from the Skry clan also came to the conclusion of supporting the existing plan in a brief meeting before. At least, the warlord clans with the mine will have a stronger ability to pay for arms.<

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If you break the current situation, you will undoubtedly harm your own interests.

But the orders of the Council of Thirteen must be obeyed, especially this one. At least two members are related to him. Unlike the previous Gray Prophet, he can really get the orders of the Council of Thirteen.

Offending him here is not a good thing.

Eski's eyes moved slightly, considering the pros and cons, and soon knew about Hui Xian.

"I have a condition."

"What?"

"Help me give these things, carve runes according to this standard, and enchant them. The apprentices of the Prophet clan can also do it. Your mana is enough, but I don't have enough time."

"Although the Great Horned Rat will not provide too much energy to a Gray Seer, it usually does not provide it at all and requires you to replenish it with dimensional stones."

"But in this situation, even if it is provided as a blood sacrifice, it is still worthwhile. In the Chaos Demon Realm, the descendants of the Horned Rat have never made any big noise."

Eski's eyes glowed with the green light representing the horned rat, illuminating the white hair on his chest and the gray-green undead marks into green.

The Gray Prophet was silent for a while, then the green light in his eyes flashed and he said.

"I'll do it for you as fast as you want."

"A thousand pieces a day is good, but if that doesn't work, five hundred pieces will do."

"Four hundred pieces."

"Thank you then."

The two sides quickly concluded the negotiations.

The Gray Prophet smashed its broken stick-like staff on the ground, and a burst of green flash immediately took away the Gray Prophet.

As the Gray Prophet left, the aroma of warpstone wafted into the air, causing Eski's emotions to become chaotic.

Elevation, anger, jealousy, desire, malice, pride, countless emotions were intertwined together, making his mind so hot that he almost wanted to cast a spell on the spot.

Chaos energy whispers in the ear, like something only a Slaanesh demon would do.

However, this little bit of chaos, after Eski devoured the soul of the slave rat, his strong will can suppress this chaos relatively easily.

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"Moonlight, it's better to hurry up."

Surrounded by Tengman, Esky's consciousness fell and fell into a deep sleep.

When the sun above the underground fortress should be about to set from its highest point.

A weapon about 169 centimeters in length was handed over to Zogor Thunderhoof. Also delivered with it was a small pistol with a straight chain feed, used to fire 13mm steel bullets... Spiritually

Esky, introduced to the ogre eating stewed little aberrations.

"Chainsword, driven by a Slaanesh demon engine powered by warpstone. On the basis of the magic cracking field of the warp sword, a saw blade that can quickly cut armor and flesh is added."

"The saw blade is made of a new alloy forged from warpstone and Grimnir. However, I cannot add runes to such a small thing, so it should be much weaker than the Corrupted Blade."
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"But due to the existence of electric current and dimensional cracking field, the side other than the saw blade can also be used as an electric baton or a blunt epee. However, this weapon does not have its own consciousness or soul, which is also a weakness.

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Eski stroked the weapon, which was about as long as most of his body. The dimensional force field that protected him touched the dimensional cracking field and produced green sparks.

If this new weapon were placed in the 40K world, it would be considered a powered chainsword, and it would be a pretty good weapon.

However, the pistol is much weaker than the bolt gun or the green-skinned Tutu over there. Eski fiddled with the weapon that looked similar in shape to the bolt gun and continued.<

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"The pistol uses a warpstone activator of the same level as ratlin, and the power of the 13mm projectile fired is almost the same."

"But due to insufficient energy storage, it can only fire twenty rounds at a time, and the firing rate is only about two hundred rounds per minute."

Zogor was not that interested in the pistol. He put down the stew in his hand and first touched the chain saw weapon that looked very useful, and even tried to touch the saw blade.

As expected, he was immediately burned back by the intense electric sparks, which prompted Esky to slap his right hand.

"Hey, there's a lysis field over there. It's best not to touch it if you don't want your fingers to turn into pulp."

The ogre raised the thing and waved it, it looked like a heavy club, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

Silently looking at the ogre with his hands full of grease smeared on the hilt of the sword. If there was a soul in this world, the machine soul would definitely be displeased. Esky handed the pistol to his left hand.
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Picking up this weapon that glowed green and looked like a square box, Zogor looked at it for a long time, but still couldn't understand how to use the weapon in his hand.

It always feels like it is used to hit people.

Looking at the ogre's confused look, Esky pressed the gun body in front of his shoulder, pressed his arm upwards on the gun body, and pulled the trigger. The slow-firing bullet accurately hit a slave rat a hundred meters away.

The spear in the hand.
To be continued...