With the blessing of Moonlight Girl, his body is now protected by the dimensional stance. Even if the dimensional stone bomb explodes in his hand, it will only cause him minor injuries at most.

The rebel leader frowned. The bombs with time fuses and poison gas bombs did sound very effective.

In the past, his people didn't dare to kill the patrolling sentries in the hinterland of the Stickman Monster, just to avoid the dead people from the entire fortress coming to surround them.

But the price is indeed too expensive.

"I will come back in two weeks."

After thinking for a long time, the defector decided to postpone the final decision until the engineering warlock's finished product was completed, so he changed the topic to the factory behind the engineering warlock.

"But, don't your so-called things that have been corrupted by Chaos need to be dealt with?"

"We can't handle it for now. When all my soldiers come back, we will strictly seal off the factory area over there."

The engineer warlock's pink pads patted on the ground, and he let his tail wrap around his legs with some irritation.

Thinking of what the subordinates of the defecting master had brought out before, he made a new proposal.

"If you accept the commission now, I can hire you for 1,500 dimensional coins to help me copy the prayers of the horned rat and plaster them all over the factory area over there."

"I don't know how to do this job. You can go find Ikrit or Quickwall. The people under that old madman will definitely do this best."

"Okay, how's Versky doing?"

Seeing the defector's refusal, Esky brought the topic back to Eshiliga's main business.

"I have been recovering from my injuries since I returned. Only Sirik was walking around there."

"I mean their loss."

"That's the upper limit I can provide. For the sake of our friendship, if you want detailed information, it's 300 dimensional coins."

"Hey, you just took away 10,000-dimensional coins, and you're saying this for three hundred?"

The engineer warlock shouted in dissatisfaction, but received a serious response from the defector.

"This is the rule of our industry, and the rules cannot be broken."

"Three hundred is three hundred."

Esky's tail whipped on the floor, and he cursed and went back to his room to get the money.

At this moment, he heard the voice of the defector coming from behind him.

"The Plague Clan's losses are not big. The Clan Rats have lost about half of their members. The Storm Rats have almost no losses. The breeding pits will be replenished soon."

"The Overflow Clan lost about a thousand Storm Rats, but the Clan Rats didn't lose much, probably a few thousand. Overall, there is a surplus of Clan Rats. There is reason to suspect that Wilski will consume this batch as soon as he recovers from his injuries.

Clan Rat."

"After Quickwall returned, he locked himself up in a tower behind the mountain, and the small clans that interacted with him hoarded their troops in the caves below the tower."

"That's all?"

The engineer warlock turned around.

"Then what else do you want to hear."

"For example, the Stickman, the Slippery Clan's ship, and news about the Skaven Fleet."

The defector sneered.

"It's good to know this in a few hours. If you want to go faster, try raising a group of spies yourself."

"Okay, I won't waste your time."

With that said, the engineer warlock was about to return to his room, but found a paw on his shoulder.

"Wait, three hundred dimensional coins."

The tail whipped hard on the ground aside. The engineer warlock rolled his eyes, went back and counted out hundreds of dimension stones and handed them to the rebel master.
Chapter completed!