Esky raised his hand and released a roaring battle wind, blowing the remaining storm rats that had not had time to enter the passage into the hole.

Before the storm rats who were dizzy to the point of falling, they heard the sharp sound of rats.

"Retreat! Retreat the deep passage immediately! Even Nagas' magic cannot penetrate dozens of meters of rock formation with one blow, and it moves fast!"

Hearing the sound from behind gradually fading away, Esky slowly retreated to the back with a little relief.

No new troops entered Esky's vision, and he did not even find any signs of the other party's spell casting - whether it was the gathering of magic winds or the tide of chaotic energy.

The whole city is silent except for the fire.

This sudden silence means that the anger of some dead person has reached its peak.

It’s true that the full moon of the evil moon is not available every month.

This means that Nagas either accepts spells that use neither time nor artifact bonuses, or has to wait for the next big-horned rat night.

Nagash wasn't unresponsive.

When Eski and his party tried to go to the slave rats, on the way to the second mine where the clan rats were, the Storm Rats encountered a skeleton.

Icret stepped forward and quickly chopped down a large number of storm rats followed closely, but a large number of yellow and moldy bones also poured out from other passages.

Eski was timing according to the changes in the magic wind, and more than ten minutes had passed.

Apart from this skeleton, Nagas still had no movement, and the movements of the skeletons in front of him did not become sharp because of their owners.

Before Esky could continue to guess what the other party had in conspiracy, green gas suddenly floated in the passages on both sides.

Esky raised his hand and moved to Ecret in an instant. The magical creation formed by Fujiman was embedded between him and the lord of the defeated Lord, providing him with air with the pure wind of life.

And more parts like animal skins cover all the exposed skin on their bodies.

At this time, the yellow-green gas had already floated among the rats. The storm rat, who had already broken most of the yellow bones, covered his neck in pain.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! They suddenly started to feel nausea and retching, constantly adding new vomit to the ground, and gradually collapsed on the ground.

Eski directed the green flames that appeared beside him, rolled towards the skeletons, and walked to the corpse of a storm rat and picked his stomach open.

The internal organs inside have melted into a ball of paste, and the green light is passing by.

The poison gas that even the body with enhanced divine power cannot be protected? Nagassh really put in some effort.

Are those clan rats dead?

Just as he was thinking about it, a muffled sound came from behind him.

"Set fire! Set fire! The match monster's murderous smoke is afraid of fire!"

It was Ecret who was shouting.

Eski looked up and it didn't seem like that.

"This should be his new invented poison gas, not the version you've seen."

As he said that, he looked vigilantly at the space on both sides.

There was a slight vibration in that direction towards the flesh pads at the soles of his feet, as if a big guy was coming.

The first to appear in sight were some skeletons holding giant swords who slowly approached Esky and surrounded him and Ecret and other important combat forces.

"The Flower of Empire Nagash Edition?"

Esky opened his mouth and saw a larger object behind them, a skeleton carved with runes.

"Bone Giant?"

Seeing the structure, Esky raised his hand and was about to release it again and move it instantly, but he was surprised to find that like last time, the green teleportation fog could not be summoned again.

"Shield me to teleport, right?"

With a angrily curse, Esky pushed Ecret and the Lord of Defeat in the direction of the deep passage.
Chapter completed!