The quarrel of the Deep Red Regiment was quickly quelled, and the soldiers who disobeyed the order to cut the young mushrooms received fifteen lashes and were beaten to death. The pen~fun~pavilion www.biquge.info whip used for punishment is tough and hard, three meters long, and every time it is smoked on the body, the skin will be opened. This was how slave owners used to punish slaves, and Sintyr should have abolished this punishment, but the Deep Legion was hastily formed, and many of the former rules of the slave arena were preserved.

After this whipping is completed, will the matter be resolved? On the surface, this is the case, but Zhao Mai can see the change and shift of the will of the world, and see the undercurrent surging. The Deep Red Regiment was originally a group of gladiators for money, and the lack of income and the continuous brutal fighting caused them to accumulate a lot of resentment, and the aura formed by this discontent and the prestige that Rikas had established through fighting were vying for control. The titles of Witch King Killer and Tyr Slave Liberator allowed Rikas to still control the Deep Red Order, but he was unable to stop the soldiers' small movements.

In order to maximize their chances of survival in the desert, many people have begun to secretly cut Legion mushrooms and hide them on their bodies, and the smaller the mushroom, the easier it is to hide. In the case that Zhao Mai has already provided a large number of legion mushrooms, this kind of behavior is no longer a simple survival. Fear of desert and death, uncertainty about the future, and antipathy to flogging all contribute to this situation.

Zhao Mai tilted his head and kept observing how these emotions and events developed. They are like inks of various colors, poured into a cup of water, mixed with each other in a very complex way, and the final product is the will of the world. Zhao Mai tried to calculate for a while and then he was defeated, his temples jumped suddenly, and his brain swelled for a while.

A gardener dragon who kept crying ran over and stopped in front of Zhao Mai, crying that his legion mushrooms were about to be pulled out. "Woo woo, they don't even let go of the youngest, I planted them carefully, it's so hard to live in the desert!"

With the tenacity of Z worm cells, it is actually not so difficult to live. However, the thing that Zhao Mai is most afraid of is that Xiaohua or Gardener Long cries at him, which always gives people a feeling that it is difficult to control. "Alright, I'll take care of it. ”

Zhao Mai snapped his fingers, and the Z worm took action. The porter got up, circled the oasis for half a circle, and then grabbed the tentacles sticking out of the loat, and began the relocation project again. The jumping dogs also operate underneath the polyphonic soil, helping to keep the Oasis in balance with the Bugs.

Rikas felt the shaking under his feet and knew that the oasis was leaving. "Assemble, let's continue our journey!" his order was given, but it was executed as "Harvest quickly, it will be gone in a moment!"

Zhao Mai's actions exacerbated the sense of urgency of the Deep Red Army, and blind fear drove them insane. Obviously there are enough legion mushroom supplies, and these people have also forced themselves into a "doomsday panic".

"You guys come to me. Zhao Mai beckoned to Dojian. Tyrion was the sharpest and most vigilant of all, and walked over before Zhao Mai could greet him. Satili, who is in the will of the world, is the slowest to react, and she is still chatting with a female warrior of the Deep Red Regiment, talking about Ricas.

Zhao Mai looked at the will of the world, and watched the various colors on the top of his head complete the mixing in an instant, and a brawl broke out because of this. In an instant, all thinking changes in an extreme direction, harmony and harmony are gone, and all that remains is conflict.

"This battle is the new slave owners trying to make us die!" someone shouted, "I'm a free man, I'm not going to fight!

"You're going to confiscate my food? you're going to exile me to death in the desert? Murderer, murderer! I'm not going to take me away!"

"Calm down, the oasis is gone, there is no way to live, you still want me to calm down!

The will of the world of Attas has sent all the anger of its destruction, its injury, and its near-extinction to the people living in Attas. As a result, the elves have all become bandits, and thus the humans are killing each other, and it is for the same reason that the Deep Red Army has fallen into madness. Zhao Mai suddenly understood this method of operation of the will of the world.

The fight erupted in an instant. There are only a few real flashpoints, but many are forced to get involved and have to fight for survival. Rikas and Butcher's voices were faint in the noise, and the seven words "stop, stop, part" were always less imposing than "kill, kill."

Weapons flew in all directions, and a stone axe spun and flew towards Sadili. At that moment, Zhao Mai suddenly saw the future clearly: the woman who talked to Satili would help her block the axe, so the two took on a close friendship. Through Satilly, the woman becomes acquainted with Ricas, and the two are attracted to each other and eventually become husband and wife. Their descendants will be the focus of attention of the will of the other world, the Sun Priest who will seal the Primordial Warlock Rajat in the future.

Time flies like a white horse, and so does the picture of the future. This brawl, the axe that was destined not to hurt Satili, was all arranged by the will of the world, and they were all whirlpools caused by the long river of fate, and those warriors who died tragically because of the fight were just sacrifices to unleash this power of fate. Artas's cruelty was fully displayed in front of Zhao Mai. In other worlds, the little people become heroes because of their active self-sacrifice, thus changing the world, and here, the will of the world will not wait, and directly stretch out their hands to point the soldiers, and the points should be sacrificed, which can be described as ruthless.

Zhao Mai sighed softly, and the figure came to Satilly's side in a flash. In his eyes, everyone's movements are like freeze frames, and even the flying axes have become slow-motion movie screens. He reached out and easily took it in his hand.

Looking at the female warrior who used her body to cover Sadili, Zhao Mai had no reason to criticize her, so he said: "Sadili, even if you have my protection, you have to thank her well." She doesn't know my power, she's really using herself to protect you. ”

The river of fate made a small wave, and then returned to normalcy and calm. The future has not changed, the purpose of the will of the world has been achieved, and the power that hangs over the heads of the Deep Red Army gradually fades. Damn it, don't damn it, just die enough anyway. Through this incident, Zhao Mai was able to see the true face of Atas at this time.

He snorted coldly, and threw the stone axe in his hand and his own anger back abruptly. Even if it was an unintentional act, throwing a weapon at Satili could not go unpunished! A man who was shattered in the air made everyone stop fighting in fright, and the voices of Rikas and Butcher finally entered their brains through their ear canals, and they finally stopped relying on ** hormone and adrenaline to decide on action.

"Hey, Zhao Mai, why are your eyes pure white?" Sadiri pointed at Zhao Mai and blinked. "It's back to normal, it's weird. What's going on?"