Sword and Magic and Taxi

　　 The convoy stopped and went, and apparently encountered some trouble, even Zhao Mai in the prison car detected it. After leaving the Otaruk Pass, a vast expanse of sandy wasteland lay before the team. Even with road signs as a guide, the journey is still full of dangers.

The fall of the wrapper on the wheel caused the sand to be trapped and one slave died; it went off a road sign and two slaves died; when they were attacked by sandworms, they ran away. In addition to the runaway, three slaves died. . Taixian didn't seem to care how many slaves were executed, nor did he care about the reduction in the size of the team. At first, some people think that "I'm still useful and won't kill me", but eventually they lost their heads. But no matter how to reduce the number of people, the team's delivery progress has not been affected.

　　 Everyone has whip marks on their bodies, whether they are light or heavy, or have been healed or have just bloomed. In short, there are many strange things, like opening an exhibition hall about caning. Only two slaves had the least whips, and they were isolated by other slaves for this reason. Butcher had a dry black pancake, and in his other hand was holding a clay bowl with suspicious tawny broth. He dipped in the cake, chewing hard.

　　 As a slave who can become a gladiator, his treatment is much better than others. For example, others only have pancakes and soup, and there will be no meat in them. Another benefit is the time for rest. Although the length was the same as that of other slaves, he could take a nap in the scorching sun and escape the scorching heat with the help of a canopy.

　　 Ricas wanted to talk to the other slaves, but everyone preferred to face him with their backs covered with weeds. The Murian slave was not angry, and came to Butcher with a meal. "Hey, big guy, are you full?"

　　 Butcher glanced at him, chewing harder.

"I asked, the Templar let us participate in the gladiatorial meeting of the Temple Tower, which means that we will not become coolies, let alone be sent to work in the iron mines of Tyre. What about the news? "

　　 "Your request is really low, slave." Butcher snorted, looking down on the guy who surrendered first. "Do you still want to win the championship and become a free man? You are a slave from the bottom of your heart!"

　　 "My mother is a slave, and my father is a dwarf slave. I have been a slave since I was born. I have no choice."

　　 "You are just afraid of death." Butcher said coldly: "If you choose between freedom and survival, what do you choose?"

　　 "Hey, what you said is a bit hurtful!" Ricas was a little embarrassed, and retorted, "Didn't you also surrender? Didn't you choose to survive?"

　　 "No, I can die at any time, but I can't let others die for me." Butcher glanced at the prison car in which Zhao Mai was being held, and snorted Rikass. "If I don't survive, how can I save him?"

"But it's too difficult. I don't know why, Texian attaches great importance to Mike and always arranges for someone to guard him. And even if he is rescued, where can he escape? This is all desert, and they have cavalry. If you want to chase, there is no time. Cover up the traces." But what really worries the Moores is another thing: "Once Mike escapes, we must also run, otherwise we will definitely be implicated as accomplices. Moreover, I have to participate in the Temple Tower competition, always again. I met Thai Xi’an. I can’t miss the opportunity for competition and freedom."

　　 "Athletics? Do you think if you meet an opponent like me in the arena, do you still have the possibility of victory?"

　　Mur slave wanted to say that he would win, but he could deceive the enemy, but he would never deceive himself. Butcher's strength and martial arts are very strong, and he seems to be proficient in the use of various weapons, which is very rare. In the arena, the situation is ever-changing, and no one knows what weapon is in his hand next moment. Butcher is the kind of dangerous character who can kill the Quartet with a pair of false teeth. The Muirs only want to be his comrades, not opponents.

　　 "You help me, and I will help you." Butcher resisted the weird taste of the broth and drank it. "The owner you need to serve is still in the car. The so-called master you are taking away from him. Since he can take you away, he can also take away your victory and freedom. Don’t forget this. ."

　　 Ricas pursed his lips and stared at the prison car for a long time, as if his eyes could see through the wood. The half-giant sitting on top of the log noticed this line of sight, round eyes glared, and the remaining arm was also waving vigorously. "It's not easy," Ricas said, "I can't save Mike from there."

　　 "Then what can you do? Just watch it?" Butcher stood up, not wanting to continue the conversation. "How can you save yourself if you don't save people? You haven't tasted freedom, you don't know how good it is! But you keep saying that you want to be free, what have you done? Ricas, if you are damned here In the desert, if anyone can really help you, he is under the half-giant **** and is suffering."

　　 He went straight to the other slaves who were eating. The slaves hurriedly stuffed the food into their mouths, and then fled. Butcher suddenly accelerated, grabbing a person like a pounce eagle, digging out the pancake from his mouth, stuffing it into his mouth, and then looking for the next one. Even a few half-giant servants were attacked by him, and their food was lost. A few pancakes were thrown by Butcher and fell into Ricas's arms.

　　 Ricas looked at the food in his arms and hands, suddenly felt dull. Just now Butcher walked past him, facing the bowl full of broth, without even looking at it, now he is helping him with more food. He understood that even if he said more, if he didn't act, this would be the last time Butcher helped him. Want to be free but don't want to take risks, is this still the champion Ricas in the arena? After seeing a stronger fighter, did he lose his aggressiveness and just want to be safe and secure to the final victory? There are no such cheap things in the world. If you don't show your value, you won't even have the chance to mess around.

　　 He made up his mind, bit the cake hard, stared at the prison car and made plans in his heart.

　　 Across the log barrier, Zhao Mai didn't know anything about what was happening outside. He is meditating cross-legged, doing his best to improve his strength. The suppressing collar on the neck is still working, but Zhao Mai has found a way to exercise restraint. He activates the high viper belt, entangles it on the collar, and completely separates himself from the collar. Although this cannot completely shield the power of the collar, Zhao Mai has been able to restore part of his control over physical and mental power.

　　 The collar was already tight, but after winding it around the activated snake, it became tighter. There is a danger of suffocating Zhao Mai at any time. He must do his best to maintain the need for breathing through the force of nature, and this is also the case with psychic powers. He thought it was weight-bearing training under extreme conditions, but this time it was not a long journey, not carrying the luggage of several people.

　　He gradually realized the situation mentioned in the halfling book: The limit of the body is the starting point of the mental function. This dirty, suffocating environment full of **** smell, and the huge threat of death at any time, prompted his psychic powers to continuously improve, and he had to improve. On the other hand, predatory absorption of the surrounding natural force and drifting away on the path of the blasphemer, Zhao Mai has made significant progress in a short time.

　　 His only comfort in his soul is to reserve food~www.NovelMTL.com~ The puppy is always by his side, using body temperature and soft fur to keep him calm. If it weren't for food reserves, Zhao Mai might have been lonely, leading to deviations in psychic powers, and slowly becoming a madman, or being corroded by the force of nature and degenerating into a beast. Fortunately, Zhao Mai has food reserves to share the pressure, and still maintains himself, but his thoughts on revenge and overthrow are getting heavier.

　　 Deep thoughts made him pick up more and more memories. The characters I have read in the book gradually correspond to the characters I have seen with my own eyes. As a slave, Ricas always yearned for freedom. After learning that the Witch King wanted to sacrifice to everyone, the so-called "champion is freedom" was actually a lie. He rose up and stabbed the Witch King with a magic weapon called the Heart Wood Spear. Unveiled the heroic era of slave liberation. Taisian is a politician with a strong desire for power. He keeps climbing to higher positions, but the closer he gets to the core of the Witch King’s ruling core, the more fear he feels. The Witch King wanted to kill everyone, including him. In order to retain his power, he chose Ricas and became a "leader." After the victory of the revolution, Taixian changed his mind, relying on himself as the supreme leader of the Templar to persecute the masked alliance to compromise, and on the premise of agreeing to liberate the slaves, he became the new king of Tyre.

　　 Taixian is very thoughtful and good at using all opportunities for his own benefit. Those who think more will think more, those who think more will be more suspicious, and those who are more suspicious will be more cautious. Zhao Mai felt thankful at this time. If he hadn't met Tai Xi'an, who was unique among the Templars, he would have been in a different place.

　　Since I'm still alive, then Taixi's bad luck. Zhao Mai uses meditation to accumulate strength and ideas~www.NovelMTL.com~ Book friends are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are available at ~www.NovelMTL.com~ mobile phone users, please go to read.