Instructing the clan rats to completely avoid the storm, the white-haired engineer warlock was finally able to relax on his bed.

I don’t know when it started, but my consciousness completely faded away.

This time's sleep felt particularly long.

It was as if he had slept for centuries. When he woke up again, Eski realized that he was drowsy.

But in fact, after opening his eyes and looking at the timer on his arm, the engineer discovered that he had only slept for eight hours.

What, my biological clock is quite accurate.

On the bed, the white young female rat is looking at the engineer warlock with longing eyes. Maybe she is hungry?

"Slave rat, food."

Stretching, the engineer warlock naturally used the slave rat.

"Great master, this is the flesh of the aberration, and this is the engineering warlock's."

"Huh?"

Esky was stunned for a moment, and then the slave rat explained.

"Mirza the Engineer-Warlock."

The meat on the plate does look a bit like Mirza's thigh connected to his thigh bone. The skin has been peeled off and carefully cooked by the slave rat chef. The sauce on the barbecue is still warm.

, it looks like it has just been heated up.

However, this is not the point. The point is that Mirza was made into food.

It’s not impossible to understand that in the Ratman’s concept, when other Ratmen die, their skins and bones should be peeled off to make industrial raw materials, and the meat should be eaten.

There are also some superstitious people who believe that you can get talents by eating anything. According to this principle, maybe if you eat an engineering warlock, you can become an engineering warlock?

What the hell is tradition, Esky complained.

Forget it...

After getting out of bed, Eski took the roasted and browned meat of the aberration and threw Mirza's meat to the white female rat.

The slave rat watched with envy as the mother rat gnawed the meat of Mirza in a spirited manner. The engineering warlock actually allowed a female rat to become an engineering warlock. How kind this is.

Maybe, this slave rat can be given a commission as a clan rat?

While eating the meat, the white-haired engineering warlock rubbed oil on the slave rat's fur and asked.

"Is Aikeqi still alive?"

He was very concerned about the whereabouts of the storm rat. He had not seen the black fur rat since yesterday's battle with the witch, and he had not been found on the gun deck on the fifth floor since then.

It’s impossible for a lord like him to hide on the lowest level.

"The whole boat has not been found. Maybe it fell into the water?"

The slave rat's answer caused the engineer warlock to stop eating meat. It took a few seconds before he put the roasted meat on his paws into his mouth.

Is that why these slaves are so respectful to me today?

Esky understood why he noticed a strange sense of dissonance among the slave rats when he woke up.

Now that Ekchi has disappeared and Mirza has been killed, only Eski on the entire ship can be called "Lord".

Any other rat people, even the strongest among the clan rats, can only be killed by him at will.

Holding his beard, Eski pondered.

So, do you want to kidnap this ship and all the clan rats on this ship?

Fait accompli is very common in rat society. As long as he can hold on to the ship.

A conflict breaks out with the Scurvy Clan... He doesn't care about this matter. The engineering warlock profession has many ways to make the Scurvy Clan suffer.

But, does he want to go to the battlefield, or to Lustria? No, his current strength is probably to enter the Tyrannosaurus Pit.

Let’s go to the military port first and think about the rest later.

Thinking about it, Esky used his paws to write rows of green words on the scraps of parchment beside him.

"Give this to the clan rats outside and let them carry out the order."

"Yes, great master."

After opening the six volumes of Slaanesh, the engineering warlock quickly found the place Mobrier had told him before.

When he started reading the text, the white-haired mouse immediately discovered the difference between Slaanesh's book and Tzeentch's book.

This book describes in detail how chaos energy should be transformed and which runes should be used. There is also a special reminder at the top of the page. Detailed notes on these runes are marked at the front of the first volume.

Which part.

Accurate and comprehensive, it is indeed a book that all mages want. Is this also a kind of desire?

In contrast, many places in Tzeentch's book contain words with different meanings, making people think about the many changes in spells, thus...

Don't think about it anymore, this is a very dangerous thing.

The eighteen runes used for Soul Imprisonment are all unique to Slaanesh. Just like the runes that Tzeentch should have given yesterday, they are also Eski's and have never been used in the race of Anokyan or Skaven, Dwarves, or Elves.

Seen in runes.

Judging from the description and nature of the spell, it should be difficult for Slaanesh to leave a backup force in it. Mobrier also said yesterday that he would keep this slave first and then dedicate it to Slaanesh.

So...is it really absolutely safe? There is no spell in the world that has no changes.

Change is the secret...

"What the hell!"

Eski slapped himself, why does Tzeentch always come to his mind inexplicably when he thinks about spells?

Is the corruption already so deep?

Tzeentch's method and Slaanesh's method are indeed more trustworthy than Slaanesh's. At least he is not as full of calculations as Tzeentch's.

However, Tzeentch can see the future. What if the spell chosen by Slaanesh now is also arranged by Tzeentch?

His mind was still filled with Tzeentchian distractions, and Eski stood up immediately, no longer thinking about the problem.

The engineering warlock walked straight to the cage where the elves were kept. The place was filled with the smell of slave rats cleaning up their excrement. It seemed that the elves who fell on the ground fell asleep in humiliation.

Pink runes quietly climbed up the body of the Witch Spirit and were engraved between her heart and brain.

This ominous magic power fluctuation immediately awakened the wizard spirit protected by Kane.

"Don't resist."

Eski said, his white claws gently drawing several pink and purple runes in the air, and adding a few blue ones based on his own understanding, which were part of Tzeentch's spell.

However, the spell has become more unstable due to Hecate's resistance, and the engineering warlock immediately warned.

"Otherwise, I don't know whose hands your soul will fall into."

The word soul was emphasized heavily, which made the wizard immediately stop struggling. When it comes to the soul, she will not act haphazardly.

"What is this?"

The Witch Spirit looked at the ominous runes on her body that were getting brighter and brighter. She always felt that this was like an elf's nightmare, something belonging to the god with the holy number of 6.

The engineer's answer actually confirmed her suspicion.

"A rune exclusive to Slaanesh spells."

Fear immediately came to the Witch Spirit's mind. Did she know what would happen if the elf's soul fell into the hands of Slaanesh?

"You learned Slaanesh spells! No, don't!"

The Witch Spirit struggled vigorously. She didn't care whose hands her soul would fall into, as long as it wasn't in the hands of that nightmare.

"I will not corrupt you, nor will I hand you over to Him. I said, don't resist, otherwise, your soul may really be given to Him, and the protection Kane gives you may trigger counter-effects."

The other paw of the white-haired rat, which was not performing spell-casting operations, grabbed Hecate's shoulder and said sternly.

The resistance of the elves has been reduced a bit, and the stability of the spell has finally not deteriorated any further.

If the spell release fails, even more seriously, the integrity of the soul of the wizard spirit may not be guaranteed.

As the spell progressed smoothly, the runes continued to copy themselves, gradually covering every corner of the Witch Spirit's body. After a moment, the runes disappeared from the Witch Spirit's body, and her skin was still as white as ice as before.

The white rat retracted his paw and held it gently in the air. Two cages no bigger than the palm of his hand appeared in Eski's hands, also showing pink and purple.

"It seems..."

Eski approached the cage on his own and looked at one of them holding the door of the cage crying and a soul sitting quietly in the cage.

"There seems to be no difference in terms of spell construction or other aspects of the cage."

Did he think too much about Tzeentch’s defense?

No, no, there is still one Tzeentch spell that has not been used.

There are blue runes on that spell. Maybe the cage it forms will have different effects?

However, the top priority seems to be...
To be continued...