"Also, here's the spell you might want, the Bladewind spell, but you won't have enough warpstone to cast it, so it's best to keep contacting Metal Wind."

"Speaking of which, how did the project I assigned you earlier go?"

Aikins pointed to a stone nearby, recited the Anoquayan mantra skillfully, and called out the wind of metal. The dense yellow particles washed up, and soon it turned into gold.

He weighed the piece in his hand and pinched off a small piece with his claws covered in the sharp wind of life.

Relatively soft, but not very soft.

After taking it to his nose and sniffing it, Eski said.

"Brass?"

"Yes, I mean, I have made progress."

Aikins' explanation was immediately interrupted rudely by Esky, and the engineering warlock said impatiently.

"I should have said that you have to be able to turn it into gold before I can teach you something deeper."

"It's like this."

Eski recited Anoquayan, and the dense yellow wind passed through the piece of metal, and nothing seemed to change.

The engineering warlock pinched off a small piece of it again, put it under Aikins' nose and let him sniff it.

As the pink claws pressed the object vigorously, the yellow metal immediately twisted to both sides. As the dimensional force field controlled the stone and continued to compress it, the yellow metal soon became like a large plate as thin as paper.

"All characteristics must be restored before it can be called gold, and this."

Esky tried to bring the dimensional force field close to the imitation gold, but the piece of gold that had been turned into gold immediately exploded and shattered back into stone.

"That's it, the repulsive properties of gold must also be restored, and it must not affect the release of the spell itself."

There was a sound of bells overhead, which was the city's imitation of the screaming bell.

It doesn't have the soul-stirring power of the Gray Prophet's bell, but it's still harsh enough to interrupt.

Ski's teaching.

Eski realized that a lot of time had passed away, and he still needed to go to the underground fortress.

"In short, that's it, go back and practice until you can get gold."

As he spoke, Eski recited a mantra, condensing a gray mass in his hand, and the gray mist shrouded an indistinctly carved magic circle on the ground into a ring.

"Guard, take my apprentice away from the council, and then don't let the things in the council escape. That's it. I'll be back in about three horned rat hours."

After saying that, the gray mist collapsed inward, and Eski disappeared.

"Apprentice, you have heard that Master Engineer Warlock asked you to leave."

Several Storm Rats clenched the rune halberds in their hands, making a threatening gesture.

At this distance, relying on the armor and weapons given to them by engineering warlocks can indeed threaten ordinary spellcasters.

Aikins seemed to be irritated, and dimensional lightning began to condense in his hand, trying to make the idiot in front of him who didn't know magic learn to respect the caster.

While the embarrassing situation in the southern stronghold was going on, Esky teleported back to the underground fortress and was also surrounded by his colleagues in his factory.

In this short period of time, the price list of equipment provided by Eski to the warlord clan spread throughout the underground fortress.

Naturally, the engineering warlocks of the Skry clan also know.

After a group of engineering experts said they could not accept such a jump in price, Eski explained,

"These orders will be borne by my factory, and you don't need to take them. But if you want to join, you can."

"I know the profit is very low, only 20%, but this is all for the great cause of the Horned Rat."

Eski's face was filled with fake kindness.

In fact, with such a low profit margin, only Eski's factory, which will not suddenly stop production, can make a profit. The faulty production processes of other engineering warlocks can only make them lose even themselves if they charge such a price.
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