Chapter 650 Rocket Thrower
After the foreplay was over, the auction finally came up with some weird gadgets.
A simple machine with a diameter of more than half a meter was placed next to the red table. The rough appearance was full of pits and there was still some mud residue inside. The overall shape was like an oversized round iron shell.
"The items obtained from the edge of Estalia may be the creations of dwarves or Skaven. The outer dimension stone powder has been purified, but the inside has not been opened. It is speculated that it is a magic device. The price is Var Iron The general-purpose sophisticated equipment produced by Anvil."
No one is interested in this rag, especially the price of sophisticated equipment. Either relying on connections or the massive gold leaf coins to fill it, smart people are ready to pay for it. Preparation for bidding on the next auction item.
But Imrik, who had not spoken for a long time, immediately made the decision to buy this thing. His expression seemed a bit serious and urgent.
After the quotation was announced, the host waited for a while and found that no one was bidding, so he decided to give this unknown piece of junk to the buyer in Box No. 5, who was probably a rare Asul mechanical engineer.
Imric, who saw this thing, was not interested in continuing to chat with the Shadow King. He stood up and was about to go out to inspect this piece of junk. "I will not interfere with your actions. I need to inspect this item immediately.
" "
The Shadow King nodded to express his understanding, and was not interested in waiting here any longer, so they walked into the dark corridor together.
Imric grabbed a guard in the corridor and gave the order in an unquestionable tone,
"Take that thing out, now, immediately!"
"Yes."
The guard hurried to the backstage and repeated the words of the Dragon Prince. Again, they just hoped that Imric wouldn't take advantage of the situation, saying that this thing was an important item for Chaos spies, and ruining the underground auction.
But Imrik has no interest in this auction at all now. He rarely hesitates back and forth at the door, looking a little anxious while waiting.
"Is there anything weird about that thing?" Adila couldn't suppress her curiosity. She rarely saw her husband looking anxious. The last time he had such an expression was when she gave birth to a child.
Imric stopped and answered seriously,
"Yes, and it's very big."
Two people carried the iron bucket from the house and carefully placed it on the ground, fearing that there would be more marks on the already scarred rags. , making Imric unhappy.
The leader bowed his waist and said humbly,
"As a token of appreciation, you do not need to pay anything for all the items you purchased at the auction. We will deliver them to the designated location." "Get out of here,
don't get in the way."
Imrik pulled away the auctioneer who was blocking his sight, walked eagerly to the broken machinery, squatted down and began to inspect it carefully.
It is obviously the manufacturing style of the rat people. The workmanship is rough and unstable. The processor seems to be a novice engineer. There are many cracks in the iron shell, which are caused by poor workmanship during forging.
But he didn't care about the shabby craftsmanship, but about its function. Just now it seemed that this was a jet, an aerospace version.
Now upon closer inspection, there is a fist-sized interface on the top of the round platform. Imrik rubbed a handful of it with his index finger and put the silt solidification in it into his mouth.
Adira began to understand that something was wrong. Imric hated mud and stench the most.
I heard from Masnot that during an expedition, the prince had to fight in the sewer and suffered from vomiting all night long. But now, Imrik, who hates silt so much, would actually put it into his mouth? !
Imric spat out the sludge mixture in his mouth and cursed inwardly. Even after many treatments, there was still fine warpstone powder mixed in it.
The precious dimensional stone fuel can be arranged into the junk that has obvious processing problems. It is estimated that the Skaven Demon City has already set its sights on the Maelstrom.
He half-crouched and said coldly to the two bewildered auctioneers next to him,
"The expedition team that found this thing in Estalia, ask them to come see me, now, immediately, immediately!"
The worker company said I was really worried that the Dragon Prince would turn his murderous intention into reality and perform a scene of eating elves on the spot.
The Shadow King walked up to him, rubbed his chin and looked at the toy that looked like it was made by a child. He said with a hint of questioning in his teasing tone, "It looks like
this is much more important than the Crown of Hockt."
Imric squeezed his hand tightly . He clenched his fists and beat his knees with his palms. He had just communicated with Sotigo's stinky snake for a while, and he only thought that the horned rat really dared to do this.
After all, the Skaven gods suffered a lot of injuries during the Holy War of Snakes and Rats, and the Maelstrom was an excellent tonic.
"It's too important. The Skaven are the cancer of the world. They can be found in every corner of the world, ready to devour the world." "What are you going to do?" The Shadow King obviously doesn't care much about the Skaven
. Interested, he took a few glances at this mysterious device and then brought the topic to the subsequent actions. He really didn't want Imric to be so busy and have to fight a large-scale battle every few years.
Recalling the battle for the Maelstrom, Imric was silent for a long time. During the Holy War of Snakes and Rats, the war machines of the Skuli clan were also deployed, but overall they were still relatively rough.
The iconic dimensional lightning cannon is only beginning to take shape, and the degree of utilization of the dimensional stone does not seem to be enough to create a twin-tailed comet.
"Proceed according to the original plan, but if the rats act before Malekith appears, they need to be dealt with first." The
Shadow King squinted his eyes and looked at Imric who said the incredible words, but did not ask why, and stayed alone He walked into the shadows and disappeared, apparently planning to attack the Druchi assassin.
Imric grabbed his hair and continued to think about the technological level of rats. It was completely illogical to tell these strange creatures who were playing with black technology that the evil moon could fall, let alone just send a rocket to the sky.
It’s really troublesome, there are so many things going on.
Standing up, he noticed Adila's slightly worried eyes and could only smile helplessly,
"It seems that this travel plan is a complete failure. Bad things happen wherever you go."
"There are still opportunities to travel. A lot, but what is going on? You seem to be more nervous when you see this thing than the birth of your son."
Isn't that right? The family has worked hard to guard the maelstrom for six thousand years, and anyone who falls on it will be nervous, Imri Ke complained in his mind and told Adila not to worry, but he was also immediately thinking about what to do next.
The Parliament planned to send a reconnaissance team to the border princes of the Southern Kingdom for a long period of time to observe the movements of the greenskins in the Badlands. Originally, they did not intend to participate in this matter.
But now it seems that the situation will always change. Thinking of the geographical location and political environment of the Southern Kingdom, he quickly found a suitable foothold that could take care of both ends, and murmured, "Satusha." (End of this
chapter
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