"It's seeing you again!" Zhao Mai hugged the neck of the reserve grain and scratched it vigorously at its chin. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info dog squinted his eyes, looking very enjoyable. In the past three days, Zhao Mai has been looking at the east of the orc settlement, although he also understands and grasps a lot of the distribution of Modor's forces, which can be regarded as a small gain, but his whole body is fumigated by the smell of orcs, and it is better to be nourished by the reserve food wandering in the periphery.

"They're all thin. Zhao Mai took out the horse jerky he bought from the market to reserve grain, and watched it feast. Dusaud was sent by him to buy or rob some slaves who could farm, so Xiaohua could also show up without fear of being seen.

"Xiaohua, I heard that three traversers have died in the Doomsday Volcano, and the odds are not low. Zhao Mai pinched his chin and said, "Don't you think the difficulty of this competition is a bit high? People like Christie, under the influence of the will of the world, have almost no chance of winning. ”

"yes, I'm thinking about that too. I got the news that Iluvita, the creator god of this world, deliberately set up this bonus tournament in order to avoid trouble, but now it doesn't seem like that, but more like a trap. Xiaohua hugged her arms and pouted slightly: "Relying on the so-called power of fate of the traverser to ignite the Doomsday Volcano is like a sacrifice no matter how you look at it." Where can such a move quell the harassment and trouble of the traverser organization, it will only intensify!"

"The water was muddy. Zhao Mai nodded and said, "From now on, you must take this competition seriously, and then take the same attitude as the spring outing to find trouble for yourself." Although we know the general plot of this world, we can't fully trust it, after all, there is no such thing as sacrificing a traverser to the Doomsday Volcano, so we can't be sure that it is still in the place we envisioned. ”

"Mount Doom is still the most critical point, but it is not appropriate to go now, and it will be safer until the attention of the Demon Eye (i.e., Sauron) is more attracted by the war, and the Ringwraith leaves the lair. Zhao Mai rubbed his hands: "Let's get ready to go, go back to the south of Mordor, and build our own strength well, this is the foundation of victory." ”

Xiaohua nodded, and agreed with Zhao Mai's opinion. Humans, elves, and dwarves are strong, and Sauron is even stronger. Zhao Mai can defeat everyone, but he can't defeat everyone on his own.

Besides, Zhao Mai didn't come to conquer the world, becoming the master of the Supreme Ring is the ultimate theme, and it can't get around the threshold of the world's will. Anything that might interfere with the power of his spiritual will, Zhao Mai was extra careful. Even if he could swallow the blue crystals to reach the god's power level and destroy Sauron's armies and fortresses again and again, if he couldn't think normally like Christie, he would still lose.

"Hey Zhao Mai, the big orc is back, followed by a string, I hid it first. Xiaohua dissipated her figure, and Zhao Mai also stood up, lifted the tent and walked out. They had temporarily taken up a tent in a corner of the settlement as a shelter, and the previous owner of the place had only seen Mordor's new banner and obediently backed down, but wisely avoided a beating.

Many orcs from other places gathered in this square, each occupying their own tents. Orcs who can grab things and occupy things are always relatively stronger, so many orc commanders will come here to recruit troops. There are also people who beat Zhao Mai and Dusaud's ideas, but because they can't beat Zhao Mai, no matter how good the idea is, it can't be realized. Just a few battles that started quickly and ended quickly had already made Mordor Blackfoot gain a lot of respect, at least many of the commanders already knew that Zhao Mai was a strong man.

Fame will have some benefits, Dusaud tied a string of slaves with hair cables, mainly goblins and humans, after all, Zhao Mai's requirement is to be able to plow the land, goblins and humans are the best farmers except halflings. But Zhao Mai actually saw a pair of elves in the team!

The two elves were dirty and messy, and the tips of their ears had been brutally cut off, presumably being sold as ornaments at an orc stall. The two of them are a man and a woman, but their figures are not material, and they are deliberately concealed, so they look like two male elves. They kept a very low profile in the middle of the group, mingling with the humans in front of them and behind them.

It is estimated that Dusaud did not find out about this. When he heard that he was going to leave here for the south, he had no objections, and hurried to pack his water for the road. Zhao Mai examined the slaves one by one and said, "I am the black foot of Tverdo Mordor. You will all be at my service and go to mine in my place. If you don't work hard, die!"

A group of slaves were hungry, and when they heard that they had to continue on their journey, they could not help but be terrified. Staying in a fixed place to work is more likely to survive than constantly traveling. The orcs were able to eat and be cruel, and if they traveled long distances without the slaves to carry anything to eat, it would mean starving along the way.

"Master," said the male elf in a hoarse voice, "where are we going?"

"You have a long way to go near the Nurnon Inland Sea, haha. Zhao Mai said, "Do you have any opinions?"

"Master, can you give me some time to steal some food on the way?" said the elf, "I have some little skills besides being able to take care of the wheat fields. In just a few moments, I will be able to generate good income for you. ”

"Want to get attention?" Zhao Mai nodded, stepped forward and grabbed the hair rope and pulled it hard. "Go, you don't have much time, come back before my patience runs out. Otherwise......" Zhao Mai pinched the female elf's neck, "I'll strangle her." ”

The male elf gasped in horror, resisted not shouting, and hurriedly ran away. Zhao Mai let go of the female elf's neck and snorted softly, making her heart cold and her whole body trembling. What happened to the elves when they fell into the hands of the orcs? There was no other possibility than endless torture. Since when the elves die, their souls return to Valinor to be reshaped, so death is not terrible, or suffering is. The elven culture makes it impossible for them to commit suicide, so once the orcs begin to discover their identities and torture them, the best thing to do is to provoke the orcs into killing themselves in anger in order to be freed.

Is it going to get to that point?" began the elf to pray. Because of nervousness, her lips moved slightly, but Zhao Mai recognized a few words, "Kara's Way" and "Babel Tower".

Could it be that this is the star elf he taught back then? Zhao Mai remained silent, and it was not easy for many people to attack the female elf at present. Moreover, he used the image of an orc, and he couldn't gain the trust of the other party in a few words, not to mention that he didn't know how much difference there was between the star elves of the origin world and this competition world.

Casting his gaze into the distance, with the help of the strengthening of his psychic ability, Zhao Mai saw the male elf. There was no such thing as a thief, he had just pulled out a hidden gem from a part of his body and was trading it for food and water in the name of "Mordor Blackfoot". It seems that this elf is still very smart, and after a while, he managed to figure out Zhao Mai's identity and thought of how to use it.

Zhao Mai looked at Du Saud, it is estimated that the elf heard from him, and this ability is not bad.