The battle in the arena was still going on, and wave after wave of killing provoked huge cheers. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoZhao Mai doesn't need to look at the specific details in the venue at all, he only needs to listen to the sound of the mountain and the tsunami, and he can know the death toll on the sandy land. He was tempted to stop and see if his friend was okay, but he had more important things to do.

"Keep up, Dogian. Zhao Mai led the former Templar to the underside of the stands in the Noble Quarter, where there were one of the few restrooms in the entire arena, the only place where he could complete his plan.

The Templar in the hallway gave him an inquiring look, and Zhao Mai didn't make contact with that at all, leaving the guards with plenty of room for imagination, about a man, a woman, and a dog. He dragged Dogian into the bathroom, and after making sure there was no one inside, he locked it inside. "Take your coat off. Zhao Mai said.

Docian obediently removed his veil and took off his blouse and long skirt, which was actually a suit of high-ranking Templar clothes. This outfit belongs to Tai Xi, but I don't think Tai Xian will not particularly care whether he has more or less uniforms. The two are about the same height, but there is a large difference in body curves. When Dogian put on this dress, it was tight in some places, loose in others, and it looked quite thrilling.

It's still an old trick, playing background music with a mobile phone, cheers and screams in the arena are the best cover, if it weren't for the live collection in the stands of the aristocratic district, it would not have been able to capture such a loud volume at all. Zhao Mai needed to make it play on a loop, using the sudden shouts to cover his actions.

"According to the drawings, there should be a new passage here. Zhao Mai tapped his fingers on the masonry wall, and then heard an empty sound, it seemed that this was it. He closed his eyes and thought about holding a huge axe in his hand, every detail of the shape, weight, touch, and texture that stood up to scrutiny. This is how the mind is created, mobilizing energy to fulfill the instructions of the Manifest One. This is very similar to the principle of the druid's use of the Natural Force to cast spells, except that Zhao Mai's own power is consumed.

After a few seconds, Zhao Mai opened his eyes and held a fire axe in his hand. On Earth, this axe can break down walls and doors, and ordinary iron pipes can also be chopped, making it a very powerful tool. Zhao Mai can only create things that he thinks are reasonable, what high-frequency vibration plasma knife and the like can't be made, and the fire axe is his best choice.

The sound of the cell phone playing mixed with the noise outside, and no one could hear the problem, except that there was more screaming in the background here, and they all repeated on a regular loop. Zhao Mai followed this rule, cooperated with the sudden shout, and rhythmically swung the fire axe, and after a dozen strokes, he knocked out a crack on the wall that was enough to squeeze through.

Poking his head down, beneath the dust and sand falling, a "canal" paved with strips of stone came into view. Zhao Mai took a deep breath and recycled the fire axe into his body, reducing it to a part of his psychic ability to replenish his consumption. After that, he chose a long recorded sound of men's and women's movements, and repeated the trick and let it play on a loop, so that people on the outside could fully understand how "impulsive, enthusiastic and enduring" the people inside were. Since the slaves in the Cessian slave camp will be fooled, the guards and spectators here should not be aware of the problem. And there is more than one bathroom, and not many people will waste time downstairs while the gladiatorial fight is still going on. Attas doesn't have a TV station, let alone replays the game, so if you miss it, you won't be able to see those wonderful shots - in short, Zhao Mai caught this gap, although it is not big, but it is just enough, and no one will find out here for a while.

Zhao Mai carried the reserve grain on his back, and then squeezed out the slit with Duo Ji'an one after the other, climbed down along the supporting structure of the arena, and came to this "water canal". It is about a meter deep and leads to the east along the grounds directly below the arena, extending into the foundations of the temple tower. These strip stones were brought back by Tai Xi's long journey, but Zhao Mai had never seen them on the temple tower construction site. Later, he recalled the construction plans he had seen, and thought that there should be a passage connecting the temple tower and the arena, otherwise this huge magic array that absorbed life force would not be complete. It took him two weeks, using his different identities as a slave, a gladiator, an animal trainer, and a builder, to turn the entire arena around before he roughly determined the location of the channel.

Every day, the Witch King Karak will go to the temple tower to check his magic array, so acting in advance will definitely be exposed. Even on the day of the competitive competition, the Witch King may conduct a surprise inspection at any time. Only when the gladiatorial tournament began, and the Witch King sat on the throne of the arena and was sure to watch the game, did Zhao Mai dare to act like this. He crouched down and inspected the "water channel", and sure enough, he found a hidden magic array pattern.

This will be the "water channel" that transports magic spells and life energy, and the Witch King will use the water to water his dragon magic and sublimate himself into an Atas dragon. As the competition began, this magic canal was already "standby", and the lines of the magic circle hidden in the stones shone slightly. Now the light is not much brighter than that of a firefly, but when it is at full strength, tens of thousands of lives will make this place as bright as the midday sun.

"Follow me. Zhao Mai waved his hand and asked Duojian and the reserve grain to follow. The Witch King has set up a magical barrier in the temple tower and placed many guards, but he will not place much defense in this aqueduct. The so-called accessibility is the primary consideration, and the barrier will hinder the circulation. Moreover, the Witch King does not want anyone to know about the existence of this canal, so as not to cause too many "associations", so it will also reduce the escape of magical energy.

To enter the temple tower, this is almost the only way to enter. The Witch King could never have imagined that there would be someone who remembered the entire construction process of the temple tower and planned everything from the beginning. The only Templar who could see all the drawings was Dogian, so the Witch King had already found a reason to erase her mind after the main part of the work was completed. The other Templars were all scattered across different positions, and it was impossible to get together all of them. As for the slaves and overseers who first began to work, they all died of harsh work, cruel punishment, and all sorts of stranger reasons. Not many slaves were literate, let alone distracted to keep track of everything in the face of such a large workload.

Except for Zhao Mai.

The two men ran through the canal with their waists bent, and in some places they had to climb down and get through. From below, Zhao Mai walked through the center of the arena and saw a more complex magic array. If he had time, he would really like to record this magic array. Of all the fantasy worlds he knew, it was the largest life force drawing circle, and the knowledge contained in it, regardless of the degree of evil, was quite staggering. Fortunately, he was a druid, and his curiosity and desire for knowledge were not yet that great.

When the vibration above his head began to weaken, Zhao Mai knew that he had left the area of the arena and came to the bottom of the temple tower. Here, the aqueduct folds upwards and becomes an upward shaft. Zhao Mai went in and looked up, and there seemed to be nothing in the black hole on the opposite side.

But things will never be that simple, Zhao Maicai does not believe that there is no magic array of detection and protection here. Even if you don't specifically defend this passage, the temple tower itself will be covered. So he took the cane, peeled off the shell, and took apart the rune cloth.

A heartwood spear lay in his palm, and it would suppress all barriers of magic and psychic abilities. (To be continued.) )