When Rajat's consciousness faded, Muhadi found himself again.

The corpse of the ancient halfling fell to the ground like a doll without bones. Green smoke came out of the corpse's ears. And it was rotting rapidly, and a thousand maggots crawled out of the corpse, as if they had been rotting for tens of thousands of years.

When the primordial warlock's consciousness awakened and faded, the psychic warlock's expression changed subtly. But since he always wore a crystal mask, no one could see this subtle change. Neither of them noticed that they were talking to the primordial warlock known as the Demon King and the Great Enemy on Attas.

It seems that you have to find a way to get rid of this primordial warlock's scum, otherwise you will always be accused, just like a tool. Muhadi thought as he said, "Let's get out of here and go out through the door over there." He held out his hand.

"Huh?" Muscle Daddy wondered, with a puzzled expression. "How did you suddenly know about the structure here?"

Muhathir was stunned, and he didn't understand how he knew this. It seems that he suddenly understood a lot of information about the Halfling Era, and it should have been sent directly to his mind by the Primordial Warlock, but this can't be told to others. "Well, I read it from the halfling's head, too. ”

"Cheng Dù, who can actually do brain-burning!" Laina was very surprised by something else, "It is said that even a great psychic warlock may not be able to burn his brain just by reading minds." This ability to manipulate the mind ......"

Muhathir didn't want to dwell on the issue and coped vaguely. Next, he led the two of them through the inside of the spaceship, which had nine twists and eighteen turns. Strange to say, strange equipment and passages that have never been seen before, the telemancer now looks as if he has been familiar with it for hundreds of years.

As he walked farther and farther along the unfamiliar route, the psychic mancer's confidence grew more and more, and the monsters along the way seemed to notice the changes in Muhadi. Now the monsters seemed too afraid to come forward to attack out of fear, and the mere scolding of the telemancer, or the insignificant frown hidden under the mask, could make the hordes flee, shrunk in the dark corners.

On the upper floor of the ruins, the mercenaries were caught off guard by a large number of monsters that suddenly appeared. Although most of them can be called experienced and fearless. But the characteristics of these ancient creatures are completely different from those of the monsters in the desert, and their vitality is surprisingly tenacious. Once they clashed, the mercenary side suffered a big loss.

Dozens of rune hounds and demon bats confronted the mercenaries from several directions, and several corpses, both human and monster, lay on the ground in the middle. Although the mercenaries still held on, they all looked tired and seemed to be unable to hold out for long.

Just when the mercenaries began to feel hopeless, a miracle occurred - a large number of monsters seemed to get some signal, and at the same time chose to retreat, even a little wolf. Next, they were surprised to see the Psychic Warlock emerge from the passage with the other two. With the three people as the center, there seems to be an invisible circle that no monster dares to invade.

Muscle Daddy walked quickly to the middle of the mercenaries, checking the situation while instructing his men to restrain the wounded and increase vigilance. While collecting the corpses of their own people, the mercenaries also added a few knives to the monster corpses to vent their anger. Raina leaned over and said, "Are you sure you're going out in a moment?"

"I'm sure there's the right monster there, I feel it. I'm also sure that the ship's core will kick in when it gets enough nutrients. The Psychic Mancer paused for a moment, affirmatively. "Since we're leaving the Astral Plane, we must get out. ”

The Moors calmed down his men in a moment, and he walked back to the Psychic Warlock with a gloomy face. "Three people were bitten to death by the monsters that popped up out of nowhere, and one was injured. I've checked it, and the wound shows signs of poisoning, and I'm afraid I won't live long. ”

"If I had come back earlier, I would have scared these monsters away. The Moors thought they had scared the monsters away, and blamed themselves. "Let's get out of here quickly, I don't want to stay in this place for long. ”

"Trust me, it won't be long. Muhadi said, "Call six of your best warriors, and we'll go outside this ruin first." ”

When the door of the ruins was opened again, Muhati suddenly worried that the sudden opening of the door would cause a large amount of air in the ruins to escape due to the sudden change in air pressure. But then he was relieved, because he suddenly remembered that there was no need to breathe in the astral plane, and these ancient airtight warehouses should have been prepared for a harsher environment. When the halfling civilization was at its peak, he had been to many planes.

When the bulky hatch was pushed open, the vast and magnificent scene of the astral plane was unobstructed.

There are no unchanging sand dunes and dark red sun of Atas, and no mantis people with teeth and claws. The sky of the astral plane is like a black velvet curtain, and countless bright and dim stars are dotted on this screen, which is extremely magnificent. Some of the stars in the immediate distance show more detail, some with halos, some with a psychedelic azure color, and many smaller stars that look like irregular rubble.

The Ancient Halfling's ship appears to be docked on a small star, and it is not accurate to say that it is docked, it looks more like it crashed here while teleporting. The star was not very large, it seemed to be only a few times square, and it was full of craggy rocks, and in many places the ground cracked, and hot steam spewed out from the subsidence and into the starry sky.

The more Muhati looked at it, the more it looked like a giant humanoid. The ship's crash was close to the giant's waist, with massive protrusions in front of it, resembling a human torso and head.

The Psychic Warlock closed his eyes and recalled, finding some knowledge that did not belong to him in the first place, just in time to answer his doubts. This knowledge was clearly left behind by the primordial warlocks, and every time Rajat's consciousness awoke, Muhadi himself became much stronger. But this change, the Psychic Warlock still hopes that the less the better.

It turns out that the astral plane is also a space known as the graveyard of the gods, and the corpses of the gods who died in various worlds will mysteriously float here, forming giant rock corpses of large or small. Some of these corpses still retain their human form, but some have been weathered and eroded over a long period of time, and have become unrecognizable. In general, it is extremely dangerous to approach the corpses, as they may also carry fragments of the owner's consciousness. The powerful minds of the dead gods can directly form a vortex of thoughts visible to the naked eye, and those caught up in them will be trapped in nightmarish hallucinations forever. People in those nightmares tend to experience the moment when a dead god falls, an experience that no mortal creature can bear.

However, not all life is shy away from these gods, and some of the original races of the astral plane will even deliberately seek out these dangerous boulders. Because these corpses often contain a large amount of precious minerals, including rare metals such as Adamantite and Mithril, they are priceless treasures.

Muhadi sensed that a group of intelligent beings were entrenched at the head of the star at his feet, and that was where he was going. "See?" the psychic warlock pointed out, "there are strong enough Astral Natives over there, we can find a suitable corpse there." ”

"Won't it be so strong that we can't deal with it, right?" Considering that Raina had read a lot of the Witch King's collection and might be able to come in handy, Muhati took her with him.

"There's nothing a muscle daddy can't deal with. The Moorish replied in a loud voice, and the two samurai he had brought with him were muscular men like him, looking over-energetic. "In order to return to Atas as soon as possible, even if it is the Witch King, I dare to fight. Muscle Daddy is the gladiator champion of Ulrick City, while Rikas is the gladiator champion of Tyre. Rikas once participated in the revolution against the witch king, which made the unwilling muscular daddy very envious, and always said that he could one day deal with a witch king.

One of the differences between being in the astral plane and the main material plane is that the degree of thought becomes faster, and there are other physical changes that are almost imperceptible. That's why Raina immediately judged from inside the ruins that they were far away from Atas.

However, moving around the astral plane doesn't seem to be any different from moving around in Athas. However, there is one thing that Muhathir and his party are particularly concerned about, that is, this small star may spew steam from the inside at any time, and it can even lift the boulder that dozens of people hug into the air and no longer fall. Everyone must be careful when walking, so as not to become a victim of this kind and turn into a meteor in the astral plane.

On the way, Raina mentions to several people that there is no time in the astral plane. In other words, as long as they stay here, the creatures will not age, but as soon as they leave the astral plane, their true age will catch up with them, making them age and even die instantly. For this reason, there are quite a few lifeforms in the astral realm who are eager for immortality to hide, they are powerful and have strange personalities.

However, Muhadi was sure that there were no such terrifying anomalies here, for the moment the mind of the primordial warlock appeared, his senses were greatly enhanced, and he did not perceive any enemies of this level.

They emerged from the waist of the astral body, through the plains formed by their chests and the isthmus formed by their necks, and finally came to the mountains about the head.

Here, traces of artificial architecture appear. A number of poorly furnished tents were scattered around the perimeter, with a large mine-like building in the center. A dozen humanoids were drilling in and out of the mine, seemingly busy with something.

Raina stared at the figures for a moment and said, "That's the Gisyankees......"

It is indeed the Giesyankees, and Muhati also sees it. They are a bandit people who often haunt the astral realm, accustomed to harnessing the huge astral giant ship beasts and plundering passers-by. In addition, they occasionally dig mines in the astral plane, which they use to obtain raw materials for crafting weapons.

The Girthyankees are said to have once been enslaved by the psionic alien race of psionic monsters, but they rebelled and gained their freedom tens of thousands of years ago. Due to their long-term battle with their old enemy Psionics, they have a certain amount of psionic ability, and they also have a certain resistance to psionic energy.

Several Giss Yankees noticed the movement here and were approaching. They are slightly shorter than the Atas, and they have a bit of looped legs, but they are very strong. Their faces were ugly, their eyes were disproportionately small, and their skin was a greasy yellow, and they had a mustache on their mouths. The armor they wore had the taste of the Far East on Earth, and in each Giss Yankee held a slightly curved silver-bladed sword in his hand.

Muhadi was eager to take the plunge, and thanks to the influence of the Primordial Warlock, his psionic abilities had been strengthened once again, and now it seemed that he could cast the psychic abilities of the seventh layer.

The Gisyankees rushed to the group and looked at them with ill intent. From a close distance, the silver swords in their hands radiated a deadly charm like flowing mercury.

The language of the Gisyankees, naturally no one on Muhadi's side understands it. And the psychic warlock didn't intend to understand at all, he waited until the other party entered the right position to attack, and began to show his psionic energy.

An invisible shockwave ignited the telemancer, and the specially enhanced power suddenly shattered the unsuspecting Gisyankee into pieces of flesh. Several of the other fellow Gisyankee warriors were shocked, and immediately drew their silver blades and leaped forward to attack.

Muhadi observed that these Gisyankee warriors liked to jump when attacking, and the silver blades in their hands were really sharp. The Atas scimitar made of fine metal in the hands of the two mercenaries was cut in two by the silver blade, and if it wasn't for the mercenaries to hide quickly, I am afraid it would have become two. The martial arts of the Giss Yankees are self-contained, and they tend to attack by storm with unreserved defense, and it is difficult to fight back against opponents.

The telemancer seized the opportunity to take advantage of the fact that a Gisyankee was busy dealing with the others and was not concentrating, and used the lobotomizing volley he had just realized to pull the opponent's brain out of his skull. For creatures with psionic resistance, the ability to subtly influence the mind is not very useful, but this kind of naked violence has a better effect.

Then another Gisyankee flew up at him, and Muhadi turned him into a stone statue with his Petrified Gaze ability at the last moment, then shattered him to pieces with Psionic Shock. On the other side, the muscular daddy relied on his strange strength to clean up two Gisyankee warriors by himself. He fought in the gladiatorial arena for many years, eventually becoming a champion and gaining freedom, and his combat experience is unmatched. Moreover, his innate warlike and arrogant spirit has formed an inseparable one with his sword skills, and even if it is not beautiful in fighting, it can definitely be talked about as he likes. No matter how ever-changing the enemy is, he slashes it with a knife and breaks through it with his strength.

After dealing with a few Gisyankees who stood in the way, Muhadi urged: "Hurry up, we can't let the leader of the Gisyankees escape, only the corpse of the leader is useful!"

There are more Gisyankees in the mines, and there are quite a few other bizarre races besides them. It seems that the Gisyankees, having freed themselves from the old oppressors, the Spirit-Suckers, have also embarked on the path of slavery, using their powerful force to force other aliens to serve them.

Muhadi's plan was to strike a blow and kill the man who led him, instead of tangling with the outnumbered Gisyankee warriors. To this end, he used his psionic powers to stir up the feelings of the mining slaves, giving them the courage to rebel against their masters.

The slave miners, who looked like humanoid toads, were disturbed by psionic energy and became restless, and the Gisyankees, who were guarding them, drew their weapons and tried to nip a riot in the bud.

But the Psychmancer's manipulation can affect hearts and minds more than their weapons, first with one miner yelling at the Gisyankee warriors, and then more miners becoming dishonest. First there was a physical collision, and then there was a full-scale confrontation.

"Quick," said Muhadi, "the slaves will not be long in coming, and we will find the secret chamber of the Gisyankee before they are all killed!"

Taking advantage of the chaos, the Psychic Warlock rushed to the main building of the mine with a few people. The Gisyankees seem to be a nation of all soldiers, and all the Gisyankees that Muhathir meets are armed and fighting like samurai, even the women. It can even be said that those female Giss Yankees are better equipped and fight more heroically.

Muhati doesn't know, there are historical reasons for this. The Gisyankees were originally humans from the main material plane, and were captured as slaves in the astral plane by the Psitronic Fleet tens of thousands of years ago. After tens of thousands of years of being oppressed by the soul of the gods, a powerful Gisyankee woman, the great samurai Gis, took the lead in evolving the ability to resist psionic control and led her compatriots to rebel against the spirit-sucking monsters. Therefore, the status of female samurai in Gisyankee society was very high.

Also, in the battle against the Psionic Clan. An irreconcilable rift arose between the Great Samurai Gith and another rebel leader, the Mentor Jersey Mon. Jersey Mon even led a section of the people to split away from the Gisyankees, calling themselves the Giessere. Jersey Mon is a man and Guise is a woman, so the Guise Yankee society is a little more wary of men.

Luckily, the Gisyankees are a race that evolved from humans, and their architectural style is similar to that of humans, so it's easy to find your way. Most of the Gisyankee warriors here were attracted by the miners' rebellion, so the garrison in the building was not very strong.

With a click, the Moors split in half another enemy that stood in their way. He looked at the silver blade he had captured with satisfaction, and was full of praise, "What a beautiful weapon, and it's so easy to use, Daddy smiled." ”

Raina doesn't seem to do this, "I've heard that the Ghisyankees treat the silver-edged sword as if it were a lifeline, if the silverblade is lost in the hands of a foreigner. The entire Giss Yankee nation will be regarded as a great shame, even if it takes a lot of hard work to get it back. The silver sword you took away doesn't look ordinary, it should be a samurai with status. You take it, beware of these people!"

"Hunt down Athas? wait and eat the sand. The Moors laughed, not paying attention at all.

Muhadi also thought that the girl was making a fuss, but it was just a good sword, and it was not a big deal. So the people of the Mur happily accepted the silver blade, and even a few mercenaries took a few handfuls, and there was a lack of metal on the artas, but there were not such good weapons everywhere.

There is a lot of space inside the mine, when they enter the place of an intersection. The Psychic Warlock stopped abruptly and glanced around warily.

"I'm still wondering when you'll show up. A gruff voice was heard, and a female Gisyankee warrior appeared with a dozen minions.

Their bodies change to the color of the background, like chameleons, almost imperceptible. This is one of the psionic abilities of the Mind Samurai, which shows that each of these dozen enemies is not a weak Mind Samurai.

Seeing the appearance of the female Gisyankee warrior leader, Muhadi couldn't help but admire it from the bottom of his heart. The silver blade she wore at her waist was too perfect for any samurai to ignore it.

Most of the Giss Yankee silver blades are not overly ornamented. But the female leader's sword is clearly different, and it can even be said that it is more like a work of art than a simple weapon. Her silver-bladed fist and the back of the sword (the position on the hilt facing the tiger's mouth) have been carved into a hollowed-out pattern, which is lifelike and ingenious. The end of the handguard is finished in a teardrop-shaped shape, giving it an endless finish.

This silver-bladed blade is characterized by a large cut first, a pill building, a small arc and a wide blood groove. The back side of the blood groove is the Maru and the front side is the Shaki (the end of the arc, and the Shaki is the end of the same shape as the Kiriken), and the blade muscle has a beautiful pattern like other silver blades, and it looks like flowing mercury.

On the hilt, there are three nails for fixing the stem, and they are decorated with a triple cherry blossom.

Seeing the Gis-Yankees' art-like weapons, Muhadi couldn't help but feel that the weapons on Atas looked rather rudimentary. Not only are there many fewer metal parts, but even the decoration is not so much tricky, and even the ceremonial scimitars used by the nobles are only inlaid with gold on one side of the scabbard, and the wooden whiteboard on the other side.

"Do you think we can't notice that you're inciting the slaves to revolt?" the warrior asked, with a yellow face, revealing a mouthful of jagged yellow teeth. "How dare you take away the silver blade of the sword! This is a challenge to the dignity of the Gisyankees, and you will pay the price!"

"Report your name!" the female warrior took the silver blade from her waist, "I will not kill the nameless under my sword!"

Muhadi couldn't understand what the female warrior was yelling about, so he replied casually that he didn't know, and motioned for the mercenaries to kill him. The Gisyankees were so annoyed when they saw that these strange people who suddenly came out of the storm didn't even say much, and they beat them when they came up, and they wanted to capture them alive and torture them well.

Outside, there was a loud noise, and the Gisyankee warriors were slashing through the chaos of the rebellious miners. It won't be long before those giant toad-like slaves are ready to be killed, and if you want to kill the Gisyankees, you have to be fast.

But it's not easy to do this, this halfling female leader is already more than six hundred years old, and it is entirely because she only stays in the astral realm and does not go to other planes, so she has not died due to aging, and still maintains the peak state of her body. The years have brought her a wealth of experience, and her silver-bladed sharp sword can easily slice through a qiē weapon, a qiē armor. However, if she is not so strong, then she is not qualified to use the core of the halfling spaceship.

These Gisyankees are psychic warriors who use psionic energy to aid in battle, almost beyond the limits of human beings. However, the Athas have lived in an extremely harsh desert world for a long time, and they have also given birth to some evolutions, which are not comparable to the physique of ordinary humans in the main material plane, so they are evenly divided and each is good at winning.

Muscle Daddy plus a few mercenaries dragged most of the Gisyankee warriors. Muhati was a little worried about whether Raina would have a problem, but after a glance, he was relieved. It turns out that although the girl's sword kung fu is mediocre and her strength is general, her agility as a dancer is really not ordinary. And unexpectedly, she seemed to be able to use some magic, and Muhati almost suspected that she was a well-hidden blasphemer mage, only to realize that she was not "casting spells", but more like channeling magical power with singing and dancing.

There are people in some tribes who are like this—Muhadi thinks they must be a kind of warlock—who have the power of magic in their veins, and can be channeled by melody or movement without having to learn. Such people are often referred to as bards, but they are extremely rare. Raina is a witch king bloodline, and the power in the bloodline is very strong, so it is not uncommon to know this.

But after a long time, the mercenaries will be exhausted, and it will definitely be bad. Even if the Moors have dwarven blood and are not easy to fatigue, I am afraid that only Muhati and Muscle Daddy will be able to kill them when the time comes.

Muhadi manifested the ability of Time Plus Boots, and in an instant the world around him came to a complete halt, and the warriors in the fight became a group of still statues, and he became the only one who could still move.

The Psychic Warlock casts a crystal cluster ability that summons numerous crystal shards. To prevent the Gisyankee Leader from escaping, he unleashed a phase gate ability and opened an invisible portal behind the opponent's back, with the exit right in the crystal's attack path.

Time flowed again, and the female leader suddenly saw a burst of crystals in front of her, and immediately jumped backwards, only to be teleported directly in front by the portal, just hitting the crystal fragments.

A crystal was stuck in the eye of the female leader, who was a little slower because of the pain. This flaw was also caught by the Psychic Warlock, a shockwave ability that broke one of the female leader's legs. The muscular daddy, who was fighting in the distance, looked around, noticed that Muhadi's side was progressing, roared, threw a silver blade, and then grabbed a Gisyankee as a shield to defend against the others' attacks.

The female leader was hit one after another, but she still raised her hand with difficulty, silver blade to silver blade, and the moment the two legendary weapons intersected, there was a piercing scream, which made almost everyone in the battle can't help but be stunned.

But not everyone yet, Muhadi simply blocked his hearing, completely unaffected by the screams, and quickly stepped forward and cut off the head of the female leader with his own scimitar.

The Psychic Warlock grabbed the enemy's rank, picked up the two silver blades, and shouted to his own people with a lot of anger, "Retreat!"

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