As it spoke, it communicated with the girl spirit through the runes on its hands.

"So, you just open a small account, or in other words, get a female rat priest or something?"

"You want your mistress to..."

"Thank you, kind rat."

"Do you want your stud rat to be my priest?"

"Of course..."

"Your father is really weird. He doesn't allow you elven gods to have contact with elves, but allows you to have contact with other mortal races like us. He... forget it, it's so disrespectful."

While chatting with Lilith, Eski had finished what he was saying and came directly to the last part.

"So, what aspects of worshiping the Horned Rat do you want to become? You know, you can't become the Gray Seer."

As he spoke, a spell similar to the scream spell was applied to Eski's throat.

"Guards!"

The amplified sound caused the clan rats equipped with bright armor outside to rush in immediately, staring at the outsiders with vigilance.

Eski waved his claws, spilling the blood from his body to the bottom of the altar, and said.

"The Gray Prophet's group of insects do not accept anyone other than them possessing magical power. If you don't accept the sacrifice, I can only think that you are planning to inform the Gray Prophet, but there is only enough left here.

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"Fight for the horned rat, and the winner will survive."

The Engineer Warlock waved his staff, forming a wall of lightning at the exit.

"Let's get started."

The rats looked at their companions angrily, these guys would become an obstacle to their survival.

As for challenging the engineering warlocks, don't be kidding. The original engineering warlocks were very strong. They just placed their hope in the rat who had received the divine favor. However, the engineering warlock who had received the divine favor of the horned rat made them unable to lift it.

Any thought of resistance.

The room that was originally decorated with flesh and blood has once again become a dirty place like a slaughterhouse.

Yellow fat and scattered teeth, split brown, yellow, brown, red flesh, green, purple, red, black liquids or solids made the place extremely stinky.

Originally, there was a more efficient way, which was to throw their blood and hearts into the cauldron. The number of blood baths that could be performed in the blood cauldron could be increased.

However, there is no need for that.

"It seems you are all missing arms and legs. The horned rat won't like you."

Raise your hand and create a dimensional lightning, and the world will become pure.

"Let's go, my dear chosen one."

Esky showed what he thought was a friendly smile to the reckless, lucky rat whose name he didn't want to see.

Then, as if he had received some instructions, the God-Chosen Rat picked up two metal swords that were probably the best quality on the ground, and left Eski with an elegant step that was completely inconsistent with the habits of rat people.

The cave.

"Master, what is he going to do?"

The guards asked, they really don't know whether this thing is friend or foe.

"He went to found his own clan."

Esky smiled and also walked out of the cave. He still had a lot of things to do including but not limited to taking a bath

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dividing line

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After several bells rang, all the weapons, armor, and ship supplies were almost finished loading, faster than Eski imagined. The efficiency of the Slippery Clan was even higher than the engineering warlocks imagined.

"If you follow this efficiency, you can go to sea tomorrow."

The white-haired rat said to the witch beside him.

The witch ignored him and just took out a bottle of green liquid, which was exactly what Eski promised to give to the clan rats. The witch raised an eyebrow at Eski and asked.

"The raw material of this medicine is fruit juice?"

She seemed to be shocked by the engineering warlock's conscience, and her expression looked awkward no matter how you looked at it.

"Yes, but don't let those stupid clan rats know, I will use it to exchange for enough items with the Scurvy clan."

The engineering warlock was very indifferent. After answering, he looked at the clan rat who was loyal to him and chirped.

"How many clan rats are back?"

"Probably, 90%."

After receiving a response, the white-haired rat murmured in a low voice.

"The rats in the city can handle the remaining 10% for us. Without property and clan, they can't survive here."

At this time, a fast-running gopher scurried onto the ship from the pedal connecting the pier and the ship's hull. He rolled and crawled in front of the engineering warlock, almost kneeling and said.

"Great Master, something happened! The slaves in the dungeon rioted!"

"I probably know what's going on. Don't worry about them, as long as they don't kill them on my territory."

Eski waved his hand to signal him to go down, then turned to face the curious gaze of the Elf Witch.

"Don't look at me like that. The slaves are rioting. Maybe you should learn those spells that can understand the languages ​​​​of other races. They are quite useful."

"Slave rebellion..."

The indifference in the engineering warlock's words made Orilon feel uncomfortable.

The witch is also a slave owner, and she has never seen slave owners not angry when they hear slaves rioting.

Esky probably knew what she was thinking, touched his slender white beard and said.
Chapter completed!