This is indeed Attas, and Zhao Mai has confirmed this. Through www.biquge.info conversation with this group of white-robed people, he gradually restored the appearance of the world, and had a certain guess about the era in which he lived.

The Witch King of Karak still sits on his throne, and his infamous ultimate dragon spell that sent him to his own demise has yet to be performed. Most of the people who were later called heroes were still struggling in slave camps and gladiatorial arenas, and the curtain of the era of change had just been lifted.

Although there are many things about the planet Attas that I can't remember clearly, and even except for the names of a few people such as the protagonist who caused the historical change, the other memories are very vague, but the general context is still there. The history of this world can be reduced to the Teal Age when Halflings ruled the world and created everything, the Verdant Age when Halflings distorted nature and caused the oceans to decline and fade from the stage of history, the Age of Magic when the primordial warlock Rajat brought the magic of absorbing the power of nature into the world, the era of the "Purification War" in which Rajat led his fighters to start the genocidal "Purification War", the modern era when the fighters rebelled and sealed their master Rajat to become the Witch King, and the heroic age of slave emancipation was about to begin.

The witch kings each possessed the city-state and became the king who ruled from above. They collect all kinds of materials and draw on the power of the earth, hoping to one day go one step further and become "dragons". The Dragonmagic spell was created for these Witch Kings, combining the characteristics of arcane and psychic abilities, and it was a step further and a path of true improvement and evolution. If you become a dragon, you can become a god, this is something that the witch kings are sure of.

Karak was the second fighter of the primordial warlock Rajat and was known as the "Ogre Doom". He single-handedly completed the mass extermination of the ogre race on the planet Attas, completely cleansing the species, and is currently the ruler of Tyre. Proficient in arcane arts, he has invented a way to shorten the very tedious and time-consuming process of transforming a dragon into a matter of days and nights. To this end, he was about to embark on a frenzy of exploiting his city-state, causing a slave revolt and his own death, becoming the first Witch King to be killed by a non-Witch King or Primordial Warlock.

Since you are here, you must go to Tyre City to see, Zhao Mai has already made a decision. Although no matter which city it is, in fact, this world is generally cruel, but Zhao Mai at least knows the general historical context of the development of Tyre City, and he has some prescient advantages. Other city-states, such as Nibennai, the closest city to him, have no idea about the current state of the city-state, the character of the witch-king, or what will happen in the future, and the risk will be even greater.

Zhao Mai made up his mind and began to think of a way to get out. He temporarily frightened the sand thieves, but it was certainly not a long-term plan, and sooner or later something would happen. Sitting by the fire and stretching out his hand to bake the fire, Zhao Mai was secretly making plans. The first thing is to make Butcher really good, and his force is an essential part of all plans. Picked a few poisonous berries from the cliffs, drew the natural force from the earth, and used the Divine Berry spell to create a divine berry that restores physical strength and heals wounds. Coupled with enough water and other food, Butcher's condition slowly recovered.

"Take us to the business road, these ten gold coins are yours. Zhao Mai kept increasing his chips, even if he was drinking to quench his thirst in front of the robbers, he could only do so. "You don't have to worry about anything else, because it's none of your business. ”

"You know what, the Templar of the Witch King wouldn't talk to me like that? The grandfather rubbed his fingers over the gold coin, but he still couldn't make up his mind, so he said, "But they won't pay me either." For the sake of the face of these gold......"

"Hmph, gold is just gold, don't give them face. Zhao Mai reclined on the spear, the flames dancing between his fingers. "Aren't you curious about the patterns and patterns of the gold?"

"Of course I'd like to know," the grandfather gritted the gold coin with his teeth, and then smiled: "It's rare that the condition is so good." ”

"In the past, these were all big road goods. All you have to do is dig down in the right place at the right time and in the right way. Zhao Mai smiled mysteriously, and stopped talking halfway through the sentence, leaving enough conjectures. The grandfather scratched his ears and cheeks, and wanted to know the following text, but he didn't dare to provoke the mysterious person in front of him with the method of forcing questions.

Zhao Mai seized the time to adapt to the local natural force and strive to improve his skills as soon as possible. After leaving the sand sea, the mountain area has an ecology that, although fragile, has been able to form a natural force environment. Zhao Mai placed his hand on the floor of the cave, and through his own sense of touch, he could feel its subtle veins. The natural force here is thin, but it is more tenacious and tenacious, and it feels like touching a thorn. Every time you use it, you will feel a stinging pain in your body, piercing into your liver and deep into your bone marrow.

The floret also has no time to provide the natural force, it barely sustains itself and has little energy to spare. Xiaohua felt very sorry for this, and once cried once. Zhao Mai patiently comforted it, saying that as long as everyone works together, it is the most important thing to be safe.

This group of white-robed people agreed to Zhao Mai's request, willing to take them on the trade route, and even willing to escort them to the Ottaruk Pass. Zhao Mai was noncommittal about this, calm on the surface, but secretly increased his vigilance. The threat of life and death left him with little choice, even if he did not hesitate to extract and desecrate the power here.

Without these threats, he is certainly willing to gradually increase his strength in the process of promoting the natural cycle, which is the way for the druid. But the right path is too slow, and it is a dead end for now. Zhao Mai held his breath, eliminated distracting thoughts, held the thorns of the Natural Force fiercely, and began to pull with force.

This undoubtedly brought a natural counterattack and caused great pain to Zhao Mai. Xiaohua exclaimed in surprise and hurried to help. It used its own strength to help Zhao Mai remove the spikes in the Force and lighten his burden.

The rest of the pain is still excruciating. Zhao Mai needs to use his teeth to tear open the tough outer skin and chew the bitter and astringent parts of it, so that the natural force core with venom can enter his body. Atas is ravaged by magic, and his natural will is loose and angry, and this anger is directed against all spellcasters, including the druids.

Only by tasting this angry toxin can you merge with the natural force of the locality. Athas had a very prosperous natural period, when all creation was grown, including living weapons and armor, living tools, and even entire living cities. The natural force is extremely proud, and it is this pride that makes the force even more lost and hateful after its decay, and even has the idea of degrading all living things to the primitive darkness. The Force kept bringing this thought, muttering in Zhao Mai's mind: Wipe out all the intelligent races, let everything return to desolation, and then be truly reborn.

Zhao Mai had to synchronize with the Force and avoid being affected by it. It's a game of fiction and wrongdoing, no different from his relationship with the sand thieves. They were all tempting, and they all wanted to see the essence of Zhao Mai hidden under their skin, so that they could decide on their next move. Zhao Mai gave them what they wanted to see, bluffed them to satisfaction, and bought time to get what they wanted.

The ecosystem here is simple and fragile, and if one link is broken, the entire chain will disintegrate, so destructive absorption can be fairly easy. Under the headscarf and inside the robe, Zhao Mai was sweating profusely, but he couldn't see anything from the outside. Pain is only a superficial punishment, and his mind is at great risk, and it is likely that he will be assimilated into a natural avenger. But since you have survived the initial danger and still maintained your heart, then you have always reached the limit. Zhao Mai lasted for more than half an hour, and there was nothing around except for this group of sand thieves. The last clarity in his mind told him that he couldn't startle the snake now, so he withdrew his palm.

Gradually, he began to grasp the power of the new world, adapting, blending in, and exploiting it.