Luck-Snake Tongue's head is about to crack. This is no longer a rarity in these days. In recent times, he has suffered more than any rat in the history of the world. This is too unfair. He didn't ask for the **** airship. He did not ask these changes to come to him.

He thought, it must be the magic stones and the lightning bolts that hit the airship, but that seemed to be a long time ago. They caused these changes. Since the stupid dwarves flew the waste earth in their stupid airship, only the devil knew how much dust he had inhaled.

It would be nice if he stayed in the manned cabin below, it was safe there. The air is filtered by the barrier, where there is plenty of food, and the magic of humans and dwarves protects you from the forces of evil. Unfortunately, it turns out that this is impossible. When he was in the protected area, his **** master, the Prophet Tangul, the periodic reports he insisted on, and his witchcraft could not reach his servants.

Therefore, Luck had to leave the protection of the manned cabin to please his abominable master. In this way, Luke was exposed to the mutated dust from the beginning. Now, because the turret is full of stupid, stunted dwarfs, it is almost impossible for Luck to go there. It was only a matter of time before he was discovered, and he suspected that even a squirrel of his abilities could not defeat so many dwarf warriors.

He didn't know what was worse-whether it was a headache or a hungry stomach. He couldn't remember when he had such a hungry reel, even after the battle, when every rat needed food most. Hunger comes as his body changes.

He is tall, burly and muscular now, which he has never had before. His muscles are like those ogres, and his tail is like a steel rope. His body may be twice as big as before, and his claws are like daggers. On his skull, **** bumps similar to those of the Prophet Tangul's skull had begun to protrude.

Will he become a Ratman Prophet? Or is this another kind of blessing from the devil? At this moment, Luck did not feel any special blessing. At this moment, he felt tired and hungry, and felt sorry for himself. Facing the enemy, he was full of due caution, and some people mistakenly called it fear.

At this moment, there was a strange buzz in his head. This buzz seems to begin to appear in the form of words.

Luck! You fool! Is it you?

Luck didn't know if this was an illusion caused by hunger, or whether the horror he endured finally made him crazy. Nonetheless, the voice has a strange familiarity, a nasty arrogance and contempt for everyone but its owner.

Luck! Answer me! I know you are there! I can feel you!

Luck's claws deviated from the amulet Tangul gave him. "Is it possible?" He asked himself. After such a long time, Tangul managed to re-establish contact?

I can see the airship, you fool! I can feel your fragile heart. If you do n’t answer me, I will eat your poor soul and feed your rotten corpse to the bonebreaker.

The first gleam of resistance flashed in his mind. After he has experienced so much suffering, who would say such a thing to him? Did Tanguer once ventured into the wasteland that was completely eroded by evil forces? Tanguer sat in such a dangerous experiment and left Is it so far? Has Tangul ever been exposed to dust filled with magic stone powder and mutated in an uncontrollable way?

Let him try to feed me to the bonebreaker, Luck thought to himself, then the anger accumulated in his brain. I want to tear the created monster into pieces, eat its flesh, crush its bones, **** up bone marrow, spit cartilage on you, the powerful prophet Tangul. See if I can do this.

But all he did was reach out and touch the crystal. "The greatest master," he murmured. "Is it really you? Your omnipotent magic finally succeeded in overcoming the terrible obstacles set by those evil dwarves and re-establishing contact with your faithful Luck?"

Yes, idiot, it did it!

A vicious thought passed through the sky and stayed in Luck's brain. Luck was surprised that his mouth and forehead could say such vulgar and hypocritical compliments, but his hindhead and angry emotions rotted because of treason. He knew that as long as he was given a chance, he would kill Tangul, and the world would not be spoiled by this.

The prophet Tangul is crazy and incompetent. He deserves to be replaced by a better person. In fact, he is no different from Luck. He now knows that the magic stone not only changed his body, but also changed his mind and spirit. He became smarter, and his vision was much wider. He now knows that he is smarter than Tangour, and if there is a chance, his leadership skills will be much better. But for now, he believes that caution is the best option.

"Where are you, the most powerful master?"

I am in the human fortress below you, waiting to set a trap for the stupid fools. Report to me now! Where have you been? Why did n’t you respond to my strong spell of communication?

Because they never touched me, you arrogant fool, Luck thought. "Maybe my weak mind cannot tolerate this powerful magic, the most powerful mage," he answered.

Report now! Are there many dwarfs on the airship? Is it damaged? Where did you go? Are there many treasures on board?

What is this lunatic saying? Treasure? How could there be any treasure? Obviously, the Prophet Tangul didn't know what happened here. Does he think that Luck controls the airship? The dwarves gave him a pleasant greeting and answered all his questions? His disrespect for Tangul increased day by day. His mouth said, "Which question should I answer first, the smartest leader?"

Answer whatever you want, but answer fast-fast! We may not have much time until then ...

"Before what, the most insightful dignitaries?"

It doesn't matter. When I give the order, you are ready to act.

"As always, the highest commander with the most command capability."

If he closes his eyes, Luck will see the prophet Tangul standing in front of him, the red sphere flashing crazy knowledge ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ He is addicted to snuff smoking magic stone powder. Luck hopes that the Prophet is here now, so that he can reach out and twist his fragile neck. He stretched out his paws, looking forward to the day.

Soon the airship will land, and our trap will be triggered! Be prepared to spread as much chaos and panic as possible among the dysplasia, but be careful not to damage the airship!

You mean, I want to let myself die in order to continue your crazy plan. Luck had no intention of endangering his life for the greater glory of the prophet Tangul. He thought that he had done this enough times, not counting the crimes Tanguer owed him. "Of course, master. I live to serve you," he said.

Very good-very good! This must be done, you will get a generous return! Let me down-

"Don't say it again, the most persuasive guide. I won't let you down."

Answer my question now! Are there many dwarfs on board?

Luck answered the Prophet Tangul's question, carefully exaggerating the dwarves' strength in all aspects. You'd better prepare your excuses in advance. This is what he learned from his master.