"Throwing spears by Rikas is naturally the best. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Zhao Mai naturally will not relax in the slightest on issues related to major historical events, and instill this idea in Sadiri and Cotander at every opportunity.

"You really have faith in your friends, and it seems that you have a good relationship. I'm sure they'll be happy to know that you've escaped from the temple tower's construction site. With a sweet smile on her face, Satili said, "I've been in contact with the two of them, Rikas is a very unique person, and so is Butcher, they never bully me, and they're completely different from other slaves who always want to take advantage of me." ”

"Are they okay?" asked Zhao Mai.

"They're under the watchful watch of that treacherous old devil of Tessian, and even if they're good, they won't get anywhere. Of course, much better than other slaves, at least to be well fed and sleep undisturbed. After all, they are the two most valued slaves of Tessian, and the old ghost wants them to win the championship for him. By the way, on two occasions the old ghost gave them slave girl service, and on one occasion it almost happened to me - but I always escaped. ”

"You're really good at that. Zhao Mai complimented, but he was not as optimistic as Satili in his heart. As a slave, everything that looks good is nothing but a false bubble that bursts at the first poke. He was especially worried about Butcher, who was hard-tempered and had never been a slave, and probably wouldn't be able to adapt to the change in role. Even if you endure it for a while, it will explode one day. He did possess great combat ability, but the enemies he faced were guards led by high-ranking Templars.

Atas is not a world of singing and dancing, and it is common to encounter terrifying monsters here, so the guards have accumulated a wealth of combat experience. One or two people may be able to settle easily, but the guards have always had only one tactic: group fighting.

Because the Templars had such an armed force, the end result of the revolution in Tyre could only be a compromise. Zhao Mai remembers very well that Rikas and his friends worked together to kill the Witch King Karak, and then the opportunist Tessian became the new king of Tyr, the Templars still existed, the Guards still existed, the Masked Alliance only occupied some seats in the Parliament, and Rikas and the others only had prestige among the people. Power is still tied to the army.

However, as long as Rikas kills Karak, Tyr will no longer be slaved, and he will be able to walk under the sun in the open. If you can stand in a better position in this revolution and follow the trend, then you can use the benefits you have obtained to organize people and dig up the cars in the desert again.

I have already opened the psychic ability, and the harvest is already very rich. Learn a little more, and in a short period of time, this barren world will basically help you almost the same. Of course, if you dig deeper, the biological abilities of halflings in ancient times are also quite interesting, after all, mantises, half-giants and other races, and even the humans of this world are all created by halflings. Their life-creating power is a great attraction to anyone, let alone a druid who always deals with living things.

There is a theory that the dragon transformation technique mastered by the Witch Kings was actually excavated from the power of the halflings, and it was a part of biotechnology, and it was only developed after the Witch Kings continued to improve. Right now, Zhao Mai's bloodline power is quite unstable, and Wadsworth says that only an elemental transformation that is completely detached from the living body can cure him, but in the halfling technique, there may be other solutions.

However, despite all the ideas in his head, Zhao Mai kept reminding himself not to be too greedy and focus on the task at hand first. He followed Satili and his apprentice through the underground ruins, walking left and right as if walking through a labyrinth, and finally reached the secret stronghold of the Masked Alliance. This is an old temple that has survived the wind and sand and has not collapsed, and the emblem is still there, but no one knows what it represents. From the outside, it was just another ruin, silent and lifeless, but when you pushed open the heavy rock gate, there was a hole inside. The old statues and altars of the past have long since been cleaned up, and the dust from the frescoes and ornaments is gone. Now, the empty interior room is furnished with brand new tables and chairs, as well as a corner bar, wine cooler, pantry, and a warm brick stove glowing orange-red. Thick tapestries hung down from the walls, the corners of the walls were decorated with luminescent mushrooms, and a red-scaled bird (riding animal) with no combat ability looked at Zhao Mai and the others with a stupid gaze.

The smell of incense in the room is very relaxing, and it is probably good for meditation. Zhao Mai felt that this tasted good, but the reserve grain bared his teeth, humming and constantly letting out a low roar, obviously sensing the danger.

"Relax, dogs, it's base camp, safe place. Satili smiled and said, "Are you nervous because you feel strange?"

"No, it only nervous when it senses danger. Zhao Mai unconditionally believed in his dog brother, so he raised his vigilance. Although the environment here always gave him a sense of relaxation and comfort, he just didn't dare to let go of this string in his heart.

Several of the "idlers" of the Masked Alliance were busy with their own business, or drinking, or playing cards, or sleeping with a book over their faces. If this is a casual tavern, Zhao Mai will never say anything. But this is the stronghold of the Masked Alliance, a place for the rebels to gather strength. Since he came in, no one has shown enough vigilance except for the reserve of food, which is a bit abnormal.

It's so lazy, these people are a waste of precious time. Zhao Mai had this preconceived feeling, and then looked at the two people around him. Sadiri was clearly happy to be back at "home", and she may have behaved like that. However, the mage Cotander, who was very strict before, also stretched out a pair of white eyebrows, and his gaze became softer, this change is a bit strange. He doesn't look like the kind of person who would relax!

At this moment, Zhao Mai heard the door of the pantry slam shut, and then a halfling wrapped in a large cloak shouted, "Sister Sadili, you're back! Hug!"

"Little Wei, why haven't you grown taller?" Satili lifted the halfling's hood and stroked her hair. Zhao Mai realized that she had a pair of raccoon-like round ears on top of her head, which just popped out from between her fluffy hair. Her cheeks also have faint stripes on both sides, which look like shallow soft hair. Atas has mantis people, compound eyes Gis people, and winged "bird people", but is there such a raccoon people in front of you?

"My intelligence is so high, so I can't help my height!" Xiao Wei, who looks like a raccoon, flashed his big eyes and said in a sweet voice: "Come back this time, can you sleep with me for a few more nights?"

"Just wait for my sister to finish the business at hand. Satili patted Vivi on the head and pulled her off her chest and placed her on the ground, "Meet our new friend: Mike from the Temple Tower construction site." ”

"He's not handsome. Xiao Wei's eyes flashed, and after glancing at Zhao Mai, he moved away. She shook Satilly's hand and said, "Sister, how do you see how I have dressed up here? Have you noticed the new decorations I have found? Also, I have secretly found a lot of food and drink from the ground, so you don't have to worry about supplies again!"

"I knew that Xiao Wei was the best. Satili touched her face as if encouragingly, "Go play, I have something to do here." ”

"Then don't forget to sleep with me for a while!" Xiao Wei jumped up and down, humming a song and running away.

Zhao Mai looked at all this with soft eyes, and when Xiao Wei turned around, his brows furrowed tightly. Who is this, is she a friend of Sadiri, why is she unimpressed, and her style of painting is completely different from this desert world. Where did she come from, and why did she turn the stronghold into this?

The Masked Alliance has been rebelling against the Witch King Karak, and although most of the time, there is no more preparation than the blood of constant struggle and the dream of defeating Karak, but one thing is very important, they have never fallen into enjoyment, let alone let their guard down for a moment.

Hardship and vigilance allowed the Masked Alliance to survive, but apparently in this stronghold, Zhao Mai saw otherwise.

"What race is this cute little fellow, I've never seen it before. ”

"Oh, it was a half-year ago half-year old half-year that I picked up a half-year-old half-year-old woman, and she was very poorly deceived because she had some brain problems and always trusted people easily. Sadiri shrugged, "I'll get her back here and do some chores, at least we won't bully her and treat her as a slave." ”

"Half a year?" This time was quite close to the time when he landed in the desert, which couldn't help but arouse his suspicions. Satili and Rikas, these names represent important historical events in Attas, and everyone around them should be alert to Zhao Mai. After all, through the consciousness of Planet Atas, Zhao Mai knew that there were other traversers in this world, and they were also trying to intervene in the major event of assassinating the Witch King. Zhao Mai has been observing the temple tower for a long time, but he has not been able to find any clues, so the other traversers are likely to be in the masked alliance.

Moreover, the Halflings of Atas did create a variety of creatures, all of which were tall, strong, and more "evolved" versions of the Halflings, none of which seemed to be similar in size to the Halflings. The raccoon people don't seem to have any merits, how did it survive the massacres of the primordial warlock Rajat and the Witch King, and still be innocent and cute?

Zhao Maicai didn't believe that these were just some kind of coincidence.