Chapter 299 Vanished
Lynch thoughtfully walked out of Mirkavala's only intact building, or palace complex, and looked at the pyramid floating quietly on the ground not far away.
It seems that Eugen is the same as those special beings that Lynch met before.
After the pressure was relieved, Lynch no longer paid attention to Eugen's little secret, and there was no need to pay attention to it.
The Lizardman raised the suspension engine above the Temple of Daha and activated the transmission device used by the engine to travel to and from the ground. This was a newly understood function for him. There were still endless mysteries of the ancient saint's creation for him to explore.
The shadow of the suspension engine failed to cover the majestic temple. Compared with the palace and sanctuary of the gods that occupied half of the city, it was as small as a piece of gold on the beach.
No matter how small gold is, it is bright enough. Perhaps it can be used to interfere with the enemy's sight and hearing, making them mistakenly think that the most important things exist in the pyramid, thus diverting the enemy's firepower.
Lynch stretched his muscles as if relieved, and then walked towards the outer city area where the Oak Bar was located. At least the ruins were called this name before, and the Cossack warriors also called it the White Butt Tavern.
Teclis is there, and Lynch is going to say goodbye to the mage. He is going to attack the dark forces first.
The sun is high in the sky, and it is a rare sunny day in Kislev today. There is no longer beautiful but cold white falling from the sky.
Before Lynch could finish this thought, a burst of crystals jumped down from the sky and landed gently on him, revealing to the guests of the rainforest the vagaries of Kislev's weather.
Just like the changeable Chaos Moon, the Evil Moon Morsrib is also so unpredictable. It may occupy the white moon's position in the sky at any time, or even appear under the sun. It has no fixed orbit.
That living star likes to suddenly block the starry sky when the astrologers of the Moon City are looking at the starry sky, making the skinks on the other side of the star-gazing mirror tremble with fear.
Lord Aeditego of Taraxlan has long regarded it as an old enemy. The Demon Toad of Moon City has tried to shake the star more than once, but it is alive and will run away like a child after a prank is completed. .
No matter how naughty the evil moon is, it can't cover up the light of the sun. Compared with the stars, it is too small. It just has the power that is not inferior to the stars.
Lin Qi's gaze easily crossed the falling snow in the sky and landed on the clouds illuminated by the sun.
Without that annoying green figure, he has been a little too sensitive recently, and Xie Yue didn't peep here.
Lynch walked along the former commercial street, stepping on the cracked path on the stone bricks, and passed slowly and slowly past human beings who were either frightened or curious.
The legal owner of this land has claimed Lynch's legitimacy. Of course, the Tsar did not agree with the Boyers' claims. However, the Tsar, who is far away in the royal city of Kislev, has no control over the remote countryside. He may even have trouble on the border. Nothing is clear.
The warriors here are more willing to follow the descendants of war chiefs. Unless the Tsar forcefully strips away the identity of all border boyars and banishes all veterans, no one can prevent the descendants of the deceased boys from inheriting the lordship.
This is what they deserve. Every warrior is willing to support them with his own life. Those Boyes whose territory is located in the hinterland of the kingdom cannot get such support.
The laborers who collected rubble and broken wood were very resistant to the inhuman-looking lizard people, but those children were different.
After their initial fright, they quickly accepted a burly, scaly friend. However, Lynch didn't like their messy entanglement.
Maybe it was the warmth around him that made the children feel comfortable, or maybe it was just curiosity. No matter how those women shouted or blocked, there would always be children sneaking up behind Lynch and giving him a greeting gift with their cold palms.
They were conducting a dangerous trial, and not all warriors were willing to tolerate uninvited guests from behind.
And like adults, they should be hostile to all inhuman monsters, because most of the hideous-looking monsters are minions of Chaos.
In this terrible world, things must be done. Someone should teach them to fear and avoid, so that they can live better.
Lynch wasn't eventful, but these fearless newborns reminded him of something important.
He quickly rushed towards several hussars not far away, which caused the little guy behind him who was about to touch the scales to lose his target. The confused reacher only touched the wet and hot vapor evaporated from the snowflakes.
"Don't let anyone near the temple, it's cordoned off."
The poor Kislev language interrupted the laughter of the soldiers, and they responded hesitantly without asking why.
Valery Boye had issued relevant bans before. Except for this weird-looking God's Chosen, all other beings who were close to the temple were shot to death.
Lynch continued to walk towards the tavern. No matter how noisy the children were or how happy the soldiers were after their victory, they could not cover up the faint cries that spread like a plague.
Families who have lost their fathers, husbands or sons are in mourning. Most of the things they can bury are only items related to the deceased. The bones of the deceased have long been dissolved in the monster's stomach acid.
Like snowflakes falling into hot water, the unlucky guy who was eaten by the chaos monster disappeared in an instant.
These locals are lucky. Many more refugees gathered in Mirkavala don't even know where their relatives died.
The only comfort they received was that Boyer assured them that none of the soldiers were deserters and that all the dead died protecting Kislev, so they were entitled to receive consolation payments for the war dead.
Lin Qi had heard about the relevant arrangements from the Archmage. These guarantees were just an excuse to temporarily stabilize the victims.
Except for Mirkavala's inventory and some granaries that have not been dug out by Chaos believers, there is no food stored on the border, and no amount of gold is useless here.
The followers of Chaos ransacked the border. When the Chaos Warriors were defeated, these Chaos minions also encountered disaster.
But all the food that they had not transported away disappeared.
Maybe Mrs. Kisri couldn't directly identify the perpetrator based on the empty grain carriage, but as long as Lynch heard similar news about something missing, he could confirm that it was all the work of the Skaven. of.
All bad things can be attributed to the Skaven. They are synonymous with despicable, despicable and shameless things. It is normal for them to take advantage of others.
What's more, food is the hard currency among the rat clans, second only to warpstone.
Now there is only one thing facing everyone in the know - how to feed so many refugees.
It is impossible to count on support from the Royal City of Kislev, old Boyer said.
Lynch chose to trust the judgment of locals.