Chapter 131

This is atas. Zhao Mai has confirmed that. Through the conversation with these white robed people, he gradually restored the appearance of the world, and had a certain guess about his age.

Kalak is still sitting on his throne, and his infamous ultimate dragon transforming spell, which has put him to a dead end, has not yet been implemented. Most of the people who were later called heroes were still struggling in slave camps and gladiators. The curtain of the era's change had just set off a corner.

Although there are many things about atas that I can't remember clearly, except for the names of a few people, such as the protagonist who caused the historical change, other memories are very vague, but the general context is still there. The history of this world can be simplified as the blue age in which the halflings ruled the world and created everything; the green age in which the halflings distorted the nature and caused the decline of the sea and the prosperity of other races; the magic era in which the Taichu warlock Rajat brought the magic of absorbing the power of nature into the world; and the "war of purification" of genocide started by his fighters led by Rajat In the modern times, the fighters rebelled and sealed their master Rajat to become the king of witchcraft, and the heroic era of slave liberation was about to begin.

The witch kings occupied their own city states and became the kings who ruled over everything. They collect all kinds of materials, absorb the power of the earth, and hope to further become "Dragons" one day. Dragon Charm is prepared for these witch kings. It combines the characteristics of arcane and psychic powers. It is a real way to upgrade and evolve. If you become a dragon, you can become a God. This is something that the witch kings are sure of.

Karak was the second fighter of the early warlock Rajat, known as "the end of Ogres". With his own efforts, he completed the mass extinction of the ogre race on atas and thoroughly cleaned out this species. He is now the ruler of tyre. Proficient in arcane, he invented a method to shorten the very complicated and time-consuming process of dragon transformation to a few days and nights. In order to achieve this goal, he was about to start to crush his own city-state crazily, resulting in a slave uprising and his own death, becoming the first Witch King killed by a non Witch King or Taichu Warlock.

Now that you are here, you must go to tyre city. Zhao Mai has made a decision. No matter in which city, in fact, the world is cruel, but Zhao Mai at least knows the general historical context of the development of tyre City, and has some advantages of foresight. He knows nothing about other city states, such as the nearest city to him at present, whether it is the status quo of the city state, the character of the Witch King or what will happen in the future, so the risk will be greater.

Zhao Mai made up his mind and began to think of a way out. He bluffed the sand robbers for the time being, but it's certainly not a long-term plan. Sooner or later, something will happen. Sitting by the fire, when he reached for the fire, Zhao Mai secretly made a plan. First of all, to make Bucher really better, his force is an essential part of all plans. I picked several poisonous berries from the cliff, absorbed the natural force from the earth, and used the magic berry spell to create the magic berry that can restore physical strength and heal wounds. With enough water and other food, Bucher's condition is slowly recovering.

"Take us to Shangdao. These ten gold coins are yours." Zhao Mai constantly increased his chips, even if he was drinking poison to quench his thirst in front of robbers, he could only do so. "You don't have to worry about other things, because they have nothing to do with you."

"You know, the Templars of the Witch King don't talk to me like that." The grandfather rubbed the gold coin with his fingers, but he still couldn't make up his mind, so he said, "but they won't pay me. In the face of the gold... "

"Well, gold is only gold. Don't give them face." Zhao Mai leans on the gun, and the fire beats between his fingers. "Aren't you curious about the patterns and patterns of the gold?"

"I really want to know," he said with a smile after biting the gold coin with his teeth

"In the past, these were all street goods. All you have to do is go to the right place at the right time and dig down in the right way. " Zhao Mai a mysterious smile, said to half no longer said, leaving enough guess. My grandfather scratched his ears and gills. He wanted to know the following text very much, but he didn't dare to annoy the mysterious man in front of him by pressing questions.

Zhao Mai took the time to adapt to the local natural force and strive to improve his skills as soon as possible. After leaving the sand sea, the mountain area has already had the ecology, although fragile, it has been able to form the natural force environment. Zhao Mai put his hand on the ground of the cave, and through his own touch, he could feel its subtle vein. Although the natural force here is thin, it is more tenacious. It feels like a thorn. Every time you use it, you will feel tingling, penetrating into the liver and bone marrow.

Floret is also difficult to provide the natural force, it barely maintain their own growth needs, there is no spare force. Xiaohua is very sorry for this. She once cried. Zhao Mai comforted it patiently, saying that as long as we all work together, peace and security is the most important thing.

The white robed people agreed to Zhao Mai's request and were willing to take them on the commercial road, even to escort them to the otaluk pass. Zhao Mai is noncommittal, calm on the surface, but more vigilant in the dark. The threat of life and death left him little choice, even if he wanted to extract and desecrate the power here.If there is no such threat, of course, he is willing to gradually enhance his strength in the process of promoting the natural circulation, which is the right way for the Druid. However, the right way is too slow, which is a dead end at present. Zhao Maiping breathed, got rid of distractions, grasped the thorns of the natural force, and began to pull.

This undoubtedly brought a natural counterattack and caused great pain to Zhao Mai. Xiaohua exclaimed and came to help. It used its own strength to help Zhao Mai get rid of the spikes in the force and lighten his burden.

The rest is still in agony. Zhao Mai needs to use his teeth to tear the tough skin, chew the bitter and astringent parts, and let the natural force core with venom enter his body. Atas was ravaged by magic, and his natural will was lax and angry. This anger aimed at all casters, including Druids.

Only by tasting this venom with anger can it merge with the local natural force. Atas once had a very prosperous natural period, when all creation grew up, including living weapons and armor, living tools, and even the whole living city. The natural force is extremely proud, and it is this kind of pride that makes the force even more lost and full of hatred after its decline, and even leads to the dark idea of degenerating all creatures to the primitive. The force constantly brought this idea to Zhao Mai's mind, muttering: wipe out all the intelligent races, let everything go back to desolation, and then they can really be reborn.

Zhao Mai should not only keep pace with the force, but also avoid being influenced by it. This is a game of false and false, which is no different from the relationship between him and these sand thieves. They are all trying to see the essence of Zhao Mai hidden under the skin, so as to decide the next action. Zhao Mai gives them what they want to see, bluff them to be satisfied, and fight for time to get what they want.

The ecosystem here is simple and fragile. As long as one link is broken, the whole chain will disintegrate, so destructive absorption will become quite easy. Under the headscarf and inside the robe, Zhao Mai was sweating profusely, but nothing could be seen from his appearance. Pain is only a superficial punishment. His mind bears a huge risk and may be assimilated into a natural avenger. But now that we have survived the initial danger and still remain true to our heart, we should keep to the limit. Zhao Mai persisted for more than half an hour, and there was nothing to be sucked except these sand bandits. The last Qingming in his mind told him that he could not scare the snake now, so he took back his hand.

He gradually began to grasp the power of the new world, adapt, integrate and use it.