After a long time, the high temperature caused by the flames with the magic power of the dimensional stone in the city not only did not drop, but instead became more and more intense.

So much so that all the extraordinary humans chose to camp in abandoned mountain forts in the south.

And those extraordinary slaves spent time with a white mouse in front of their master.

Nagas was on the temporary throne of bones, with green flames flashing in his eyes with interest. He had already obtained a large number of interesting memories from the mouse's soul.

Although a blue-purple secret spell barrier tried to block Nagassh's casting, the restriction was useless after only one hour.

In there, he got many facts and truths that were enough to break the mortal self.

A world with another world, a world where the map is almost the same as this planet.

And the connection between the game background story and reality in that world, the common sense of their world people, and of course, the origin of this little mouse, is quite difficult to calculate carefully.

After he learned about something, he felt more and more clearly the chaotic world with almost no concept of time, as well as the four "gods" on it.

Things like God should not exist in His world.

If there is one, there should be only him, God.

While thinking, the white mouse's words interrupted him.

After he stopped the warning of letting the other party surrender, the little mouse, whose body was rotten and very energetic, was saying something that made his servant dare not breathe.

"I know you are trying to cover the world with the curtain of death, leaving only the only will in the world, that is, you."

"But you are dead. No matter how much life elixir you drink or how many dimension stones and magic you use to continue your life, you have turned into a shell of death and become a tool for necromancers to reproduce themselves."

"What is the meaning of thinking in the only will in the world? You who have no meaning are just a puppet without thoughts."

Several human slaves secretly raised their heads, and their black eyes showed a look of fear. Even if the mouse's mouth was cooked, it was probably hard.

But his master didn't seem to think so, and a strange laugh came from the black skull that was either withered or burned by green flames.

As the Immortal One waved, the cage of the time traveler from another world floated in front of him.

"You said I have no thoughts? What do you have? So many secrets, another world? Rat man, human?"

"All you do now is just trying to imprint your past and the world here? For example, what Side1 you are in the south?"

The fire in the skull moves slightly.

"Mobile Suit Gundam? Duchy of Zeon? Battle of Britain?"

These words came out of Nagas's mouth, which brought Esky a sense of absurdity that he didn't know what he should say.

I didn't let others explode gold coins, but I just exploded gold coins first.

Traveling through time and knowing the plot in advance was supposed to be the one who cheated, but now, it seems like Nagas is the one with golden fingers... Nagas's words followed Esky's at a loss.

"Why should you hide your identity? Why should you deny yourself?"

"Just for the so-called plot? You know, the so-called plot has changed from the moment you come."

"If these are compromises you made to protect yourself, what happens next?"

The black bones of the necromancer outlined Esky's past memories in the air.

That was in Scarven City.

He has been adopted by an engineer as an adopted son, and as a white-haired rat, he has also been valued by the clan.

But he still tried to use his knowledge to allocate resources before he was in a high position, so he fought with his adoptive father and was punished to come here.

"As an engineer, a mouse that is almost the chosen one, you don't have to work so hard for just three years."

"Repeat these complicated tasks day after day, and there is almost no time to rest."

"From your style, human desires have been completely abandoned by you, and the only remaining are Skavens named Eski Ivo."

"Do you think you are human? Or do you think you are still alive?"

A series of problems made Esky's heart feel pain outside the plague of Nurg.

Nagas’s question is indeed impossible to refute.

As he said, Nagas stood up and approached Eski, leaving a new green mark on his face.

The marks of death spread around here, turning into pale like a dead body.

The small creatures in the rotten flesh holes immediately lost their vitality. The power of black magic quickly restored the damaged fur near the mark to the appearance of Esky's previous infection.

I think that if I don’t care, Esky will be completely transformed into something that is not alive or dead in a few days, just like a vampire.

Thinking that his White Rat Loyal Guard plan was about to go bankrupt, even if he could endure inhuman torture, Esky immediately injected all the remaining wind of life into the plague of Nurgle.

He became more and more active in Esky's skin surface, and did he spit out some fishy yellow mucus and pressed towards the death marks?

And opposite him, Nagas continued to say as if he had not seen all this.

"Death is not just something as simple as physical death. A simple and repetitive story can complement the concept of death."

"Your tragedy is very common. You deny your own death by denying your birth. I have seen too many living people like this."

One is constantly changing, often changing between boundless tentacles, bird heads, and various strange images, while the other is the shadow of a rat with long horns.

"The mechanism for automatically restoring mana on you comes from the gods in the Chaos Demon Realm. They completely bind you to something in the Chaos Demon Realm."

"So, the wind of magic...chaotic energy, or the concrete energy of the emotional embodied energy of the wise creature, can naturally flow into your body through this hidden, almost spatial channel mechanism."

"Just refer to this mechanism and build my connection with the Chaos Demon Realm, you can no longer rely on the dimensional stones in the mountains."

"My magic is a dual combination of the sacrifice mechanism of the gods and the mechanism of the black magic. Simply put, I intercepted the power sacrificed to the gods of Nehkara and gave it to my own use." "Take this experience, it is not difficult for me to reverse the magic of the gods and create a system that is beneficial to me."

Nagas said as he became more and more proud of his appearance, drawing some green complex patterns on the black stone slab beside him.

Esky didn't know what he thought of, and the look of horror on his face became more and more intense.

After obtaining all the memories in the mouse's mind, Nagasch guessed Esky's thoughts. The black skull nodded and made a strange noise.

"Yes, just as you think, my black pyramid will be smoother than in your history."

"I already have enough mana to drive stronger magic. You stupid rats will soon be extinct by me."

As he said that, Nagasch put the white metal placed beside him and rubbed it in his hand.

"Look at this, Grimneil, the metal named by the dwarves after their gods, in your history, I used this thing and the alloy of dimensional stone to create the crown of witchcraft."

"Thank you for your stupidity and the god mechanism inside your body. Now, I have a new idea, this time it will be more perfect."

However, when it comes to this, Nagash's tone becomes confused.

"But how did this thing come about? There is nothing in your memory? It seems that you have fallen into the trap of other things."

Hum? Eski lowered his head in surprise.

‘I thought that memories were completely deprived. He didn’t know about the former clerk.’

Eski thought, and immediately tried to erase the current thoughts from his mind - what if Nagas had a way to check the current thoughts.

Looking at the green flames that seemed to be exploring something in Nagas' eyes, Eski sneered in a hoarse voice due to the plague mucus.

"Gremneil, more than that, you can wait to die."

Of course he was suggesting the Blade of Fallen, and probably Nagasch guessed it too.

The black skull spread his hands and stretched out his arm that had been cut off by the green skin. It was as smooth as if it had never been broken.

The green runes, filled with magic, emit a dazzling green light.

"Like your so-called history, let the despicable usurper in Nehekara, the South, take the weapons you have created and kill me?"

"I'm not that stupid, rat."

Nagasch's jaws widened and made a harsh laughter.

He pointed to the servants around him and said.

"This time, I will not let these wastes go to conquer. I will personally conquer Nehkara to ensure that the uncertain usurper dies."

"And your dwarf metal, the weapon called the Fallen Blade needs to use this metal called Gremneil."

"After destroying the usurper, I will defeat Karaza A-Karak, and all the dwarfs, and no dwarfs will be left behind, so that their book of hatred will never be able to record new things."

"In this way, you will never get this precious metal again."

Speaking of this, he seemed to remember something and looked at the servant who had always been obedient.

With one claw, the barbarian woman floated in front of him.

"I almost forgot."

Seeing the surprise in the woman's eyes, Nagashe's paws directly grabbed her neck and said with hatred.

"And you, the traitor. I just knew from the memory of this mouse that you had colluded with the dirty mouse from the beginning, witch, what should I do with you?"

"Your soul is burned in the furnace, your soul is cut by the wind, or if I torture your body for ten thousand years, you can choose one yourself."

I learned about my own history, because of this woman, he ended up almost dead, and of course he would not kill this woman so easily.

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