It can’t be something as obvious as a box.

Looking at those boxes, the engineering warlock wanted Bisis to take them away, but a new idea suddenly came to his mind.

"You can also keep these boxes. If you have nothing else to do, get out of my sight now."

The engineering warlock who wanted to understand immediately issued an eviction order.

Bisis used his tentacles to scoop up his own flesh residue from the ground, leaving the remaining corroded mortals behind, planning to leave immediately.

A bolt of dimensional lightning suddenly hit his body, causing a slight numbness that was not satisfying.

"Where are my things?"

The engineer warlock did not look into Bisis's eyes, but just used his tongue to comb his white hair.

"Everything is in its original position, intact."

As soon as he finished speaking, Esky waved his claws, and a group of rotating wind blades cut Bisis while leading Bisis out of the factory.

After sending Bisis away, the engineering warlock immediately returned to his room. The white-haired young female rat was imprisoned in a suspended iron cage, and the bottom was full of filthy green excrement.

The magic of the wind of life swept away all these things, and filled the female rat's belly with the feast of the earth. Then Esky went to lift a certain brick under the bed.

There was nothing unusual about the surveillance magic used to confirm whether someone had opened it, so the engineering warlock could confidently unlock the magic seal.

The nine volumes of Tzeentch are lying quietly inside.

What he experienced today has made Eski eager to start learning things related to the soul. Even if there is a trap of Tzeentch, Eski is not going to care about it.

As the words to understand the spell flashed before my eyes, time seemed to be accelerated.

There was a knock on the door and a commotion outside the house, and Eski realized that a considerable period of time had passed.

But such a long time just allowed him to roughly understand and experiment with some of the characteristics of the soul under second vision. The difference between a real spell and a raindrop is the difference between a raindrop and an ocean.

When he opened the door and saw a familiar black robe, Eski immediately knew that this was Esiliga's man.

Returning to the factory and his design desk, he found out that the person who appeared in the factory was the one who turned against him.

Eshiliga was covering his nose with a handkerchief with runes on it, leaning back, away from the weird fragrance here.

His intuition told him that these were not good things, and for the past fifty years, he had always trusted his intuition.

Seeing the appearance of the engineering warlock, his uneasiness finally found an outlet.

"What's going on here? There are things in the air that make me feel uncomfortable."

Unexpectedly, the engineering warlock just showed a standard Skaven fake smile and said to him.

"If you understand it, it will make you feel comfortable, not the other way around."

Eshiliga didn't like hearing these ambiguous words, so the defector directly pulled out the rune dagger from his waist, pointed it at the engineering warlock, and asked.

"These Skaven?!"

Obviously, he is not blind, and of course he has discovered that both the clan rats and the hairless monsters here have turned into twisted monsters.
Chapter completed!