As Quickwall spoke, the green light in his eyes became more and more intense, and he began to utter the same nagging words as before, just like when Eski saw him for the first time.

"I can defeat Nagash, as long as the Council can give me enough support, I have my own method."

Eski's words never received a response. Instead, he received a magical wind that was remixed into chaotic energy, fluttering with the dance of the Gray Prophet.

"Forget it, you won't understand even if I say it."

The engineering warlock sat on the ground dejectedly, his white robe, which was already burnt black and fluffy due to dust, became even more tattered.

He looked at the departing Clan Rats of Rikek in the distance, and spoke in a voice that the Gray Seer could hear - maybe the Horned Rat could lend his ears to hear.

"By integrating the energy of all the dimensional stones in this mountain into my body, I can be more powerful than Nagash, but this requires profound attainments in black magic, and I haven't even started to learn it yet."

"Maybe those pointed ears can help me."

As he spoke, Eski's eyes became blurred. He thought of the elf mage who had already sailed away, but the words in his mouth did not stop, and he uttered them like a spell.

"How to protect my body during this process is also an important thing. However, there is still a lot of time. I am not an adult yet, so there is no need to worry."

"It is the Council that needs to worry, not you, the Great Horned Rat, the Honorable Horned One, the source of all our magic, the only father of the greedy rats."

"We can still sustain more casualties, and the descendants of the Horned Rat will continue to live on forever."

"Perhaps I should be like the original history, fuse the dwarf's 'Grimvor' metal and warpstone into a new alloy, create a destructive weapon, and enchant it with the entire Prophet clan, and the entire Skary

The clan engraved the runes of destruction on it, and then added damage transfer and monitoring on the sword grid to enhance the magic of the user. Its power will be comparable to or even surpass the divine sword of the Elf murder god Kane."<

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"Oh, that's really an interesting statement."

Eski turned his head. The green light in the gray prophet's dimensional stone prosthetic eyes was dim, but the green triangular rune on his skull shone a hundred times more powerfully under the magical vision.

"Are those all things that happened in the so-called 'history'? Are you the so-called person who travels through time?"

"But I have only seen time traveling forward, but I have never seen traveling backward to change time. Even though time has no meaning to us."

"This kind of change is rare even in the Chaos Demon Realm. No wonder, it's so interesting, my little mouse."

"Conspiracy is our game. We don't need detailed plans, we need viciousness, we need cruelty. What we need is not change, what we need is eternal calculation."

"I need to be a disease that kills people..."

Eski immediately interrupted the "Grey Prophet"'s words, lowered his head, and the engineering warlock humbly begged.

"Oh no, my great god, I will make believers no longer believe in this, just don't want this characteristic. I will definitely drive out all the heretics in Lustria."

"If you can grant me eternal bravery, my sword will give you the ashes of the world first."

Of course he knew that the person in front of him was no longer a simple gray prophet, and it was quite dangerous to interrupt the gods' words.

Especially the one in front of me is even more dangerous. He will often eat the powerful rat lord like a snack.

What's more, in the culture of the Rats, interrupting a superior is the greatest disrespect.

However, the Plague Clan is indeed unacceptable to him.

The bald tail whipped Esky's body like a slave rat.
Chapter completed!