How did Tyrion and the half-dragon man cool down, Zhao Mai could naturally see it, but he didn't look at it. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info within the scope of his realm, there is almost nothing that can escape his perception. In normal times, this range is about 30 meters, but when it turns blue, it can expand to 1,000 meters. However, as the area of the soil continued to expand, the Worm Heart Ring was able to increase the range of this realm until it became a spherical range with a radius of 21,000 kilometers.

The area under complete control is so large that no amount of proliferation can expand the area, there must be something unknown that restricts it. Outside of this range, Zhao Mai could only use spells, spells, psychic abilities, and Z worm's neural network to find out the situation.

Within this confines, he saw countless souls.

Outside the invisible field of vision of ordinary people, on the streets, walls, and rooftops of Yudra Al-Aqsa City, there were gray-black figures standing. Their faces are somewhat illegible, and their sizes can be roughly distinguished from dwarves and humans. They were motionless, unresponsive to people coming and going, only gathering a sense of resentful territory.

"This city has an eerie and cold feeling, have you noticed?" said Tyrion with a frown.

"No, I didn't feel anything out of the ordinary. Rikas straightened his clothes. He wore a splendid messenger's robe, wide sleeves that almost hung down to the ground, and high shoes, which made his movement very difficult. He was accustomed to the cool and simple clothing of gladiators, rather than the long and cumbersome clothes. The only good news is that he can carry the heartwood spear diagonally behind his back, from his right shoulder to his left hip, just enough to hide.

Heartwood spears protect the user from psychic abilities and magic—at least for the most part. Rikas looked around, and the city did seem too few people, deserted, not like the abode of a powerful dragon emperor. Not as good as Yurik, let alone Tyr. But there was one question he didn't dare to think about, and that was "where did the people go". The obsidian balls on the back of the carrying worm were charged with something, and he had only heard it once.

A high-ranking Templar proudly lifted his chin and poked his fingers one by one, counting the number of obsidian balls. He scribbled twice on the paper, which should be a list, and said in a satisfied, sharp voice: "The taxes have been collected, and the arrears have been paid." City Lord of Tyr, City Lord of Yuric, you can go and meet His Majesty the Dragon Emperor!"

"Cut him!!" Tessian flicked his finger and two Tyr High Templars pounced, slashing off the tax collector's ears one left and one right. "Go on!" Tessian ordered, his nose and one arm dropping. "Go on. Tessian said again, and the tax collector was chopped to pieces after a scream.

There was little reaction in the city, and the appearance of a large group of Templars as Rikas had expected to suppress them did not happen, and it seemed that the same murder of the Templars, the slaves and the king's risk were so different. The group left behind the Obsidian Ball, led by another Templar, Tessian, Ricas, and Tyrion, each with six or seven guards, to meet the Dragon Emperor.

Polis led his high-ranking Templars, Brain Controllers, and Wizards on the steps in front of the palace. There were only about forty samurai wearing armor, but the other two spellcasters were no less than a hundred, which greatly surprised Taician and aroused his alarm. Compare Tyre City, under the leadership of the spell master Karak, there are only about twenty high-level mages who can handle it, and due to their usual casualness, they fight separately and cannot gather together. There are a little more brain controllers, there can be seventy people, but they can't match the formation put up by the Dragon Emperor. And that's just the amount that comes out on the surface, and who knows if there's anything hidden? What are these forces going to do? He glanced at Tyrion, leaning a little closer.

The Dragon Emperor is not always a dragon, but usually a dragon is a witch king. He stood coldly, his tail wagging lifelessly behind him, and the dust was swept up and swirled into the sky. It is said that the Dragon Emperor only reveals his true form when he is angry and fighting, and now it is just a daily state to save physical energy. Polis's current physique is as tall as a purebred giant, about six meters, and his body is extremely thin and skinny.

His skin was iron-colored, with skin on every piece of flesh and outer shell, and the two knees on his legs were bent opposite each other. His arms were almost entirely bone, ending in bulging knuckles. Polis's appearance was terrifying, because he was not human at all. At the end of the serpentine neck is a toucan-like head, with a pointed head covered with tough skin, and a pair of bulging eyes so small that they are barely visible.

Appearance is combat effectiveness, and Polis's current appearance can't be fought at first glance, but it is a bit miserable. Tessian and the others saluted the Dragon Emperor, and Polis said in a hissing and loud voice, "You have paid your taxes and will continue to do so." But there is no witch king among you, so you cannot hold the treasures of Karak and Hamarna. Hand it in. Then, here half of the people are elected, and die. ”

Don't you follow the routine? Sure enough, there is a problem! Tai Xian bowed respectfully, and then said, "Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor, Tyr respects your authority and power as always. It's just that after the death of the former witch king Karak, the city is in chaos, and we eventually find that many treasures have been looted and left behind. We need time to retrieve these things before we can return them to the Dragon Emperor. ”

Polis's small eyes rested on Tessian, narrowing even smaller. A coercion was transmitted, and Tessian did not resist at all, and immediately lay on the ground. He trembled all over, as if his psychic abilities were simply decorations, and he was so weak that he would not even have the interest of pinching people to death.

Rikas took a step forward and came to Tessian's side, and the protective force field generated by the Heartwood Spear also moved over, protecting Tessian. The Dragon Emperor's brows furrowed, although it could crush the protection of the Heart Wood Spear, it also meant that all three of them would be squeezed to death by his powerful force. So he looked at Tyrion and said, "Who do you represent, dwarf?" I remember that Nibennai (the sixth fighter, the witch king of Nibennai City, the enemy of the gnomes) must have wiped you all out!"

"I'm just a short human, and I'm ugly, not a dwarf. Tyrion said, "Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor, the treasures of the former Witch King cannot be left to those who are not worthy, so if the strength is matched, can it be kept?"

"How bold it is that I ask you questions without answering, but here you ask me questions. Polis raised his hand and made a grasping gesture at Tyrion, and the invisible arm of the psychic ability grabbed the gnome and pulled him over.

Tyrion stretched out his psychic field, but it collapsed in an instant. Rikas hurriedly moved over, but was pulled by Tessian. Tyrion's feet left the ground, and he stopped in the air.

Zhao stepped out in front of Tyrion, separating Polis's psychic abilities. He looked at Tyrion with a frown and said, "Why do I think you just want to call me out?"

Tyrion nodded: "Mike, look at this formation, the other side is ready, ready to teach us a profound and unforgettable lesson." If I don't call you out quickly, my life may be at risk. ”