The God of Corpse? He has never heard of such a god.

And, the holy number 13?

Yoderick narrowed his eyes. The white flying mouse seemed to know a lot of things they didn't know, but if the bighorn rat was not going to ask, he wouldn't ask.

Looking up, looking at the black skeleton completely surrounded by green flames, Yoderick's heart was filled with the greatest vigilance.

Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on his face.

The green flame surrounding Nagash then retreated. Although the skeleton could not make a vivid expression, the flames in the flickering eyes still showed that Nagash was not calm.

At present, he is no longer in the mood to kill these "gods" lackeys.

The previous magical energy collision has caused changes in the nearby environment.

Eski looked around and saw that in his magical vision, disgusting black viscous liquid crawled across the entire mountain wall. It was the energy formed after the black magic energy Dahl, the magic wind was shattered.

Previously, the fierce collision of chaotic energy made the magic wind here extremely chaotic.

Even without the deliberate creation of the black magic user, a large number of Dahls were generated under the constant collision of the magic wind split from the chaotic energy.

Since these energies are not controlled by any spellcaster, they begin to corrupt and infect reality at the beginning of their birth.

The heavy rock layer that was originally converted into steel by the wind of metal began to twist, becoming more and more like life. Esky could hear the heart of the stone beating, and he couldn't even tell whether this was an illusion.

Under the magical vision, his eyes could see clearly that small cracks had already cracked through the impact of these ever-changing chaotic energy and the continuous corruption of Dahl.

Nagashe said that he used to extract mana power to rely on a crack in his body leading to the Chaos Demon Realm.

Under the combination of the two, the barriers of chaos and reality are permanently becoming weak.

If this energy continues to develop, the final outcome of Crazy Peak is likely to become a small chaotic wasteland, just like the areas beside the ancient sage portals of the polluted north and south poles of this planet that cannot be purified by the large vortex.

In the silence of the demon and the Immortal, the white flying squirrel came out and laughed out loud.

"It seems that the cracks and dimensional stone veins will not take long before this will become a place full of demons."

As if he had caught Nagas' fatal weakness, Eski's laughter became more and more harsh, and he even bent down and almost burst into tears.

He stood on the mine vein and confronted the other party, and he did get results.

Spit on the ground with something rushing from his stomach, put away his magic and turned red again and looked at Nagash.

"We may not be able to defeat you, but it is too simple to stop you from sealing the cracks here. We will fill your magic with hundreds of millions of rat lives. You can only watch the world with another chaos portal."

"Excessive chaotic energy flows into this world, and the elves' vortex system will completely collapse."

"Every part of this world will become a place where demons can come at will, and every creature will turn into a beastman, or a chaotic creature like this."

"You don't want to, the world that should have belonged to you was taken away by the Chaos Gods, right?"

Esky pointed at Nagas and suggested.

"Allow us to withdraw below the Fourth Mining Area and no longer attack our fortresses, so we will not send troops to disturb us when you deal with the Chaos Fracture. What do you think?"

After hesitating for a long time, the black bones floating in the air finally disappeared from the magical light in their hands.

"Can."

A murderous intent reflected in the cold black hole in Nagas' eyes.

But compared to the demon who can still be regarded as a great enemy after he became a god, a mere rat died a few months later, no, maybe a month, and it would have no effect.

Although the agreement had been reached verbally, the rats looked at Nagas above the sky and slowly retreated.

It was not until they reached the downward tunnel and were about to disappear from Nagas's sight that they finally turned into a backward running.

Esky felt worried, and then he slapped the passages on both sides and closed the tunnel behind him before breathing a sigh of relief.

Although he also knew that this was just a self-deception in front of Nagas, who had learned to teleport spells.

Turning around, the disaster lord who could only curl up in the tunnel looked at Eski with a bad expression, obviously very dissatisfied with his proposal.

"You lost the chance to kill the big horned rat enemy."

Yoderick showed his red and yellow front teeth, and the metal layer on it allowed his teeth to bite any minerals, and it was not difficult to bite the little mouse in front of him.

What is it to throw away the mouse's life to stop such an enemy?

In his opinion, it is only natural to lose hundreds of millions of rat lives.

The descendants of the big-horned rat should die for the big-horned rat.

As for him, even if he dies in this life, he will just return to the Chaos Demon Realm and be resurrected. There is nothing to do with it.

Esky grabbed the other person's claws, and the green flames floated on the white fur.

"Even the big-horned rat should know that the living creature cannot kill Nagas, you can only let both ends fail."

As he said that, three runes of white, green and pink lit up on Eski's body at the same time.

The Disaster Lord even saw a blue light from the back of his neck.

His lips twitched and his teeth were retracted, and the gods blessed him as if he didn't have money.

Generally speaking, gods will not give blessings so easily. Even if they give them, they should mutate into various strange-shaped things due to conflicts of different divine powers.

This mouse cub has a little better luck.

Seeing that Jodrick gave in, Esky's voice became a little louder.

"The wastes in the past just threw away the eighth mine. Now, from the fourth mine to the eighth mine, these five mines were built up with my calculations and words."

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Quickwall spoke at this time.

When Esky met his gaze, he felt a little unconfident.

"Did the disaster lord interfere with the politics of the present world?"

He asked tentatively.

“No intervention.”

After receiving the answer from the former Prophet Grey, Esky's tail moved excitedly again.

"I want to dominate the military and political affairs of the front line. No, the dominance still belongs to Ecret. I want the power to directly modify the front line strategy."

Quakwall and Yoderick looked at each other, and finally Quakwall spoke.

"First find the pillar of precepts that has been descended, otherwise we will not be able to stay in this world for too long."

"Don't worry about this, it's in the parliamentary hall of the underground fort."

As he said that, Esky closed the passage they had just moved again.

As the metal wind continued to surge, Esky estimated that he had passed at least two bighorn rats when he returned to the underground fortress, about three or four hours.

Both disaster lords have arrived at the Pillar of the Precepts.

The apprentices of the Grey Prophet brought all the things he used during his lifetime, but obviously the size of those things was no longer appropriate.

"I will place an order for the Great City immediately and customize new tools for the noble disaster lord."

His apprentice's whole body was almost low to the ground and said respectfully.

The people of the slippery clan also smiled flatteringly, and asked the servants to carry the box into the parliament hall. After they were unfolded, there were two silky fabrics, white and purple.

"Lord of Disaster, this is the silk that the East has robbed from the hands of the ogres. It is a specialty of the silk country of the East. Although it is not as good as the product of the Big Horned Rat Divine Realm on the noble lord there, it is also the best product in our hands."

When Jodrick heard this, his eyes twitched.

It turns out that the silk on his body is not like a catastrophe, nor is it a palace of Slaanesia, and can be produced at will.

But in front of him, Esky had poured him a large bowl of black wine, with the same smile, and his respect was far superior to the slippery clans there, which was brewed by the black corn of the big city.

But there is a reason for Esky's respect.

Two engineering drawings were placed in front of him.

"If you can go back to the future, please ask me some engineering questions about Ictor's Claws. For example, how his power armor and dimensional stone reactor was built."

"It's best to let him help me change these two drawings and send them back to this era."

Hearing Esky's words, even if he kept drinking the black wine, it almost didn't taste much.

Even though the Chaos Demon Realm does not have the concept of time, it is a dream to travel through time and space at will. This time they can be summoned, it is considered that this little mouse is lucky.

However, the atmosphere in the parliament was broken for a moment with Esky's departure. In the puzzled eyes of the members of the deputies, the rat in black robe led Esky toward the ruins of Scurry in the distance.

Such doubts only existed for a moment, and a disgusting sound of rats sounded again in the parliament.

"The Skuri clan has come, from the Great City."

When Eshiriga came to find Eski for a few minutes, he was so shocked by the news that his head was a little dizzy.

It was only when a large number of slave rat transport vehicles appeared in front of him that his brain could barely accept it.

After approaching the team, Esky found through his clothes that Scarven, who was wearing a gray robe and carrying a metal can, turned out to be a big engineer.

The other party did not talk nonsense to him, and directly took out a sign with the destruction rune engraved. It was a talisman given by the chief engineer so as to represent him with full authority.

Seeing Esky's approval, a scroll of rat scutellar paper with a sealed seal was unfolded by him and read it.
To be continued...