Chapter 161

"It's naturally the best thing to throw a spear at Ricas." Zhao Mai naturally will not relax on the issue of major historical events. He will instill this idea into satili and cotander whenever he has the opportunity.

"You really have confidence in your friends. It seems that you have a good relationship. I believe they would be very happy to know that you escaped from the camp at the temple tower. " With a sweet smile on her face, sadiri said, "I've come into contact with both of them. Ricardo is a very unique person, and so is Bucher. They never bully me. They are totally different from other slaves who always want to take advantage of me."

"How are they?" Zhao Mai asked.

"They are under the supervision of the treacherous old devil in Taixian, even if they are good. Of course, it was much better than other slaves, at least able to eat and sleep undisturbed. After all, they are the two slaves most valued by tessian. The old devil wants them to win the championship for him. By the way, two times the old ghost arranged slave service for them. One time, it almost happened to me - but I can always escape. "

"That's a good skill." Zhao Mai paid a compliment, but he was not as optimistic as satili. As slaves, everything looks good but a false bubble. He was particularly worried about Bucher, who was hard tempered and had never been a slave, and might not be able to adapt to the changing roles. Even if you can bear it for a while, it will break out one day. He does have excellent fighting ability, but the enemy he faces is a guard group led by high-level Templars.

Atas is not a world of singing and dancing. There are often terrible monsters here, so the guard regiment has accumulated rich combat experience. One or two men may be easy to deal with, but the guard always has only one tactic: group fighting.

Because the Templars had such an armed force, the final result of the tyre revolution could only be compromise. Zhao Mai clearly remembers that Ricas and his friends worked together to kill Karak, the Witch King, and then the opportunist tessian became the new king of tyre. The Templars still existed, the Guard Corps still existed, and the masked alliance occupied some seats in the parliament. Ricas and others had a reputation among the people. Power is still tied to the army.

However, as long as rickas killed Karak, Tyr would have no slavery, and he would be able to go to the sun in an aboveboard manner. If we can stand in a better position in this revolution and follow the trend, we can use the benefits to organize people to dig out the cars in the desert again.

I have opened my mind powers, and the harvest has been very rich. If you learn more, the poor world will help you almost in a short time. Of course, if we dig deeper, the biological powers of ancient halflings are also quite interesting. After all, mantis, hemigiants and other races, and even humans in this world, are all created by halflings. Their power to create life is very attractive to anyone, not to mention the Druids who always deal with creatures.

There is a saying that the Dragon transforming skills mastered by the wizard kings are actually excavated from the power of the halflings. They are part of biotechnology, and they were only developed after the wizard kings continuously improved. At present, Zhao Mai's blood power is quite unstable. Wordsworth said that only the elements completely separated from the organism can cure him, but in the technology of halfling, there may be other solutions.

However, despite all kinds of ideas in his mind, Zhao Mai constantly reminds himself not to be too greedy and focuses on the task in front of him first. He followed sadiri and his disciples through the underground ruins, left and right, just like walking in a maze, and finally reached the secret stronghold of the masked alliance. This is an old temple that hasn't collapsed after the sandstorm. The emblem is still there, but no one knows what it means. From the outside, it is just another ruins, silent and lifeless, but when you open the heavy rock gate, there is another cave inside. The old statues and sacrificial platforms have been cleaned up, and the residue of murals and ornaments has disappeared. Now, there are brand-new tables and chairs in the open interior room, as well as corner bar, wine cabinet, food cabinet, a warm brick stove emitting orange red light. Thick tapestries hang down from the wall, luminous fungi are decorated in the corner, and a red scale bird (a riding animal) with no fighting ability looks at Zhao Mai and others with a dull look.

There is a smell of incense in the room, which is very relaxing. It is estimated that it is also good for meditation. Zhao Mai thought it tasted good, but the stored grain showed his teeth. Humming and growling, he obviously felt the danger.

"Relax, dog, this is the base camp, a safe place." "Are you nervous because you feel strange?" she said with a smile

"No, it's only nervous when it feels dangerous." Zhao Mai believed his dog brother unconditionally, so he raised his vigilance. Although the environment here always makes him feel relaxed and comfortable, he just doesn't dare to put down the string in his heart.

Several "idlers" of the masked alliance were busy with their own affairs, either drinking, playing cards, or sleeping with a book on their face. If it's a leisure pub, Zhao Mai has no choice. But this is the stronghold of the masked alliance, the place where rebel groups accumulate their strength. Since he came in, no one has shown enough vigilance except for grain reserves, which is not normal.It's so lazy. These people are wasting precious time. With this preconceived feeling, Zhao Mai went to see the two people around him. Sadiri is obviously happy to be back "at home," which may have been her performance. However, a pair of white eyebrows and hairs of the former strict mage, kotan, also spread out, and his eyes became soft. This kind of change is a bit strange. He doesn't look like the kind of person who will relax! Is there anything wrong with this site?

Just then, Zhao Mai heard the door of the cupboard slam shut, and then a half body wrapped in a big cloak called out, "sister satyli, you're back! Hug She trotted, vigorous, and fell into sadiri's arms, then rubbed her face against her chest.

"Xiao Wei, why are you still not tall?" Sadiri lifted the halfling's hood and touched her hair. Zhao Mai discovered that she had a pair of raccoon like round ears on her head, just emerging from her fluffy hair. Her cheeks on both sides also have faint stripes, which look like shallow soft hair. Atas has Mantis people, GAis people with compound eyes, and bird people with wings. But is there such a raccoon man in front of us?

"I'm so intelligent, so I can't help my height!" Raccoon's Xiao Wei flashed his big eyes and said in a sweet voice: "this time, can you sleep with me more nights?"

"Just wait for my sister to finish what she's doing." Sadily patted Wei on the head, pulled her off her chest and put her on the ground: "come and meet our new friend: Mike from the temple tower site."

"Not handsome." Xiao Wei's eyes flashed, looked at Zhao Mai and then moved away. She shook her hand and said, "sister, what do you think I'll do here? Did you find the new decorations I found? In addition, I secretly found a lot of food and drink from the ground, so we don't have to worry about supplies any more! "

"I knew Xiao Wei was the best." Satire touched her face encouragingly. "Go play. I have something else to do."

"Then don't forget to sleep with me for a while!" Xiao Wei hopped, hummed and ran away.

Zhao Mai's eyes are soft looking at all this. When Xiao Wei turns around, his brows are tightly wrinkled. Who is this, a friend of sadiri's? Why don't you remember? And her painting style is totally different from the desert world. Where did she come from? Why did she make the stronghold like this?

The masked alliance has been fighting against Karak, the Witch King. Most of the time, they have no more preparation except for the blood of continuous struggle and the dream of defeating Karak in their heart. However, one thing is very important. They never get into the enjoyment, and they never relax their vigilance.

Tribulation and vigilance enabled the masked alliance to survive, but it was obvious that Zhao Mai did not see this in this stronghold.

"What kind of race is this lovely little guy? I've never seen him before."

"Oh, that's a half year ago I picked up on the road a half blood person, she is very poor, some brain problems, always easy to trust others, so was cheated very miserably." Satire shrugged. "I'll save her and do some menial work here. At least we won't bully her or treat her as a slave."

"Half a year?" This time was quite close to the time when he landed in the desert, which aroused his suspicion. Satili and Ricas, these names represent the important historical events of atas, and everyone around them should arouse Zhao Mai's vigilance. After all, through the star consciousness of atas, Zhao Mai knows that there are other passers-by in this world, who are 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 can't find any clues, so the other walkers are probably in the masked alliance.

What's more, the halflings of atas have indeed created all kinds of creatures, which are tall, strong, and more "evolved" versions of the halflings. It seems that none of them is similar to the size of the halflings. Raccoon man? It doesn't seem to have any advantages. How can it survive the massacres of the Taichu warlock Rajat and the Witch King, and still remain naive and lovely?

Zhao didn't believe it was just a coincidence.