Chapter 189

There were footsteps on the circular steps of the temple tower, dense and tense. Duo Ji'an was ready for the battle, but the grain reserve just called twice, and he lay down under Zhao Mai's feet. In this way, the people who came here must be friends, so Zhao Mai let duo Ji'an relax, just need to stand well.

The first one who rushed up was Ricas. His prosthetic limb was completely finished. He just wrapped it with cloth and was still oozing blood. However, he is the other hand, also holding a heart wood spear as a weapon, has been keeping ready to fight. Bucher followed him with a brand-new sword, then cotander and sadiri with a staff, and behind him was thaxian with a huge axe.

Zhao Mai couldn't keep an inch. He covered the key with one hand and said hello with the other hand?

"The Witch King is dead?" Asked Ricas. Zhao Mai nodded and pointed to the body behind him. Moore sighed a long sigh of relief, and then he looked at his clothes. As gladiators, he and Bucher only had shorts tied on their waists, so they couldn't lend them. They could only give Zhao Mai a sorry look.

Sadiri leaned out of the back of Bucher's tall body, with an expression of great surprise: "you naked, stabbed the Witch King to death with a spear?"

"Hey Zhao Mai was a little angry: "you have too many ambiguities, don't you?" But sadili just covered her mouth and laughed. She couldn't help looking at Zhao Mai. It seems that she must have done it on purpose.

Cotander also smiles. He stood quietly, enjoying the peace and happiness after the victory. Zhao Mai turned to him for help. The old man shook his eyebrows and said, "look what I do. I have only one hand. I'm a disabled old man. You don't want to undress me, do you? "

"It seems that I have to come." Tessian took off his cloak very quickly and threw it at Zhao Mai. Zhao Mai dodged and let his cloak fall to the ground. Then he said to cotander, "why is he here?"

"Although the Witch King is dead, you still need my help." Tessian bowed his head slightly, made a half bow, then straightened up and said, "I'm on your side. I've removed most of the guards ahead of time. Otherwise, sadiri and cotander would not be able to get close to the stands. I also opened the door, let the people escape, otherwise the wizard King's magic power will be stronger. And then I stopped the guards from attacking you. Then I took you to the temple tower and opened the door with my own hands. "

"Thank you for your contribution in the past." Zhao Mai said. He went to the Witch King, stepped on his face barefoot, and pulled the heart spear out of his brain. The black blood drips, and the ticking sound is clear and audible. Zhao Mai looked sideways at taixi'an, his eyes showed a sense of killing, but his tone was still calm: "and then?"

At that moment, tessian felt the threat, his arm trembled and wanted to pull the axe behind him. But he immediately woke up and stopped. There are seven people and a dog here. They are just one of them. They are the only ones who are helpless. As long as they pull out their weapons, they will die. He took a deep breath. Although he wanted to kill all the people in front of him, his expression was more humble and he bent down deeply.

The bow lasted for five seconds, then he stood up straight, his eyes full of confidence. He is not like a man at a disadvantage, but like a presidential candidate on the stage. "I will be the new king of tyre! I am the First Templar. I can take over the power of the Templar immediately, maintain the order of the city, and avoid robbery, murder and anything worse. I can prevent the city of tyre from splitting and destroying. I can prevent the success of killing the Witch King from going to failure! If no one manages the city, it will be in ruins! Nothing is more suitable for management than Templars. After all, Templars have more than 1000 years of management experience! "

"Templar? We all know what you've done in more than a thousand years! " Shatiri retorted, curling her lips.

"Everything will change, so help me to do things better," said tessian, with eager and expectant eyes and sincere words.

Cotander looked at Zhao Mai and then at taixi'an. He clearly felt some pain in his heart, as if something had slipped away from it. With a sigh, the old man stepped forward to block Zhao Mai, and then said to tessian, "first, liberate all slaves."

"Of course," said tessian, "I promise you."

Sadiri blinked and said, "to abolish lynching, there must be a fair trial."

"It's good for order," he nodded. "It's my wish, too." He then turned his eyes to Ricardo. The moor scratched his head and said, "well, to help those poor slaves Poor people, help them rebuild their lives. "

"I will spare no effort for the prosperity and freedom of tyre."

Bucher snorted, wiped the blood on his face, and then said, "we are going to the Witch King's treasure house. You open it for us."

"Er..." Tessian hesitated for a moment, but if you think about it, it's not his own treasure house. It's better to expect lower income than none. He reacted quickly and immediately made up: "of course. But I have to check to see which Templar knows the details. I haven't been a treasure keeper after allIn the end, only Zhao Mai was left. Tessian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but still confident and friendly, kind but not flattering. He is very clear that if Zhao Mai insists on killing him, with the credit of killing the wizard king, these people will not really stop him. There may be verbal condemnation, but it's clear that it won't bring back a dead body named Titian.

"I want something different from them." "You say that the Templars can help manage the city, which is in line with the reality so far," Zhao said. But the Templars must become history, just like the rule of the Witch King. My request is to let the masked alliance enter the Templar and learn how to manage. Let's start with the city guard. It's better to learn how to fight and maintain order. Within one year, the masked alliance should manage more than half of the city guards, and then increase year by year, not decrease. "

As soon as his heart ached, he felt dizzy, as if it was dark The blow made his face twitch and he couldn't keep his expression perfectly. With a choice of eyebrows, cotander obviously realized something from the expression of Tessen, which he secretly remembered in his heart. It took more than ten seconds for the high-level Templar to recover. He stood up straight again, and his eyes swept over the people. Finally, he fell on the crown of the Witch King and stopped there. "Yes, I agree. Share Sharing power is what allies and comrades in arms should do. " He said reluctantly.

Zhao stepped aside and said, "I'll look at you. You should remember that you once robbed a man in the desert. He had a good memory and killed the Witch King. Yes, you actually robbed the only mortal who killed the wizard king in history. Aha, if I were you, I would really think about tyre city. I dare not let this man hear anything bad. "

Tessian paused, then said, "I won't forget it. I'll build a monument and let it go on forever. "

Well, he implied that there were other witches in it! Tyr is only one of many cities ruled by the Witch King. Although it is the largest, it is never the only one. Whether it's a masked alliance or a Zhao Mai alliance, there are still many enemies to face. He is still very important and should not be oppressed too much.

"Oh, don't fix it for me." Zhao Mai shook his head: "it's Ricas who killed the Witch King, not me."

The Moors were immediately worried: "no, you killed Karak. We all know that."

"We actually killed Karak," Zhao said. He looked at each face and kept everyone's expression in his heart. He said sincerely, "without any of them, or even without thaxian, we can't do this. However, for the sake of tyre, for the sake of all the slaves of atas who have not yet been liberated, it is the best choice for the slave Gladiator Ricas to kill the Witch King Karak. I'm just a passer-by with no history, not as well known as Ricardo. Now tyre needs a hero and confidence to win. And my name obviously can't do that. "

Cotander was the first to understand Zhao Mai's meaning and patted Ricas on the shoulder: "Mike is right. Tyre needs you to stand up, and we all want you to be a hero. This has never been an honor, but a heavy burden, and may even become a constraint. You have to recite it for all of us, in order to keep the slaves hopeful forever. Do you understand? "

"Don't worry. If the assassins of the wizard King come to deal with you, I will help you to keep an eye on them and kill them first." Bucher clenched his fist and gave an encouraging look.

"Thank you all..." Ricardo took a deep breath with a smile on his face. "As the first thing I decide after my freedom, I choose to follow your advice."

Tessian lowered his head and snorted, but from the corner of his eyes he caught a glimpse of the expressionless Dorian. How much did she see with her bright eyes? Would she tell? With this uneasiness, he went to the broken body of the Witch King, squatted down and picked up the golden crown, which he had always wanted.

The wizard king has been wearing it for more than a thousand years. Now it is polluted by the black blood of the wizard king, but it still looks dignified.

Tessian stepped out of the platform and stood in the sunshine of tyre, putting on his crown with both hands, "long live the king." He could only whisper.

Zhao Mai put up a middle finger behind him. It's just that he didn't wear any clothes. It's unnecessary to raise his middle finger at this time. Sadiri couldn't help laughing behind the king.