Sword and Magic and Taxi

　　In the scorching sun, the sand was flying, and another opponent fell. His internal organs continued to fall from the opening in his belly, slamming on the sand and making a puff, puff sound, like...

　　 Maybe nothing, I think too much. Butcher broke away from the memory of Kelmanga, took a step back, and slowed down. A Moore-not Ricas-thought he had a chance, lowered his body and flattened his spear, and rushed towards Butcher.

　　 "I'm coming!" Rikas jumped up, twisting his body a full circle, and his right leg was like a combination of a whip and a pile driver, hitting the attacker's head with accuracy. There are more puffs, puffs, and sounds.

　　 "Butcher, are you okay!" Rikas approached his comrades, standing back to back: "Wake up, there are only four enemies left."

　　 "I'm fine, the effect of that halfling's psychic powers has almost passed." Butcher rubbed his nose, then looked at the blood-stained palm. Not long ago, he was hit by the heart burst of a halfling slave and his head was dizzy. But as the nose continued to bleed, the swollen head felt much easier. Of course, what really made him feel better was the sound of the halfling's neck being broken with both hands.

"There are only four left." Butcher let out a ho-ho laugh, and said: "Then let's end it quickly, or the stomach will be hungry soon." The two rushed out at the same time, like hungry wolves and crazy Bear, knocked his opponent and turned his back.

　　 In the stands of the arena, Tai Xi'an was looking at his slave with satisfaction. Ricas and Butcher are his most satisfying trophies, each time they can bring him a feeling of joy. No pair of slaves can challenge the two of them. Even if they face five times as many enemies, they can still win. The high-ranking templars could not help but start to fantasize. When "one" of them won the final victory, he knelt in front of the Witch King Karak and asked him to make himself a lifetime templar, and then become one of the guards, Such glory will shake the entire city of Tyre.

　　 A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he quickly covered it. After beckoning, there will naturally be servants coming to listen to orders. "Give them two extra meals, and then go find two half-elf female slaves to take it over. Remember, it must be clean, and the whole body must be checked carefully, and only this night. I don't want my warrior to have fun. Too much, what's the problem."

　　 The servant retired, and Tai Xi'an felt that he had invested enough energy in the slave, so he turned and left. Behind him, the shouting ceased, and Butcher and Ricas won. New scars have also been added to their bodies, but they are just skin injuries. Just scald them with hot sand.

　　 Standing in the shadow of the eaves, Taixian looked at the tall pyramids in the city of Tyre and the gradually rising temple towers in the distance. There will be where he rises, from an ordinary high-level templar to the only tallest templar. For this purpose, everything else is unimportant, even this manor outside the city. Anyway, it will be swallowed by Shahai sooner or later, so it is better to exchange more supporters now. Those old men in the House are all pedantic and greedy old fashioned stuff. Only the executive power and deliberation power in their pockets are somewhat attractive. If you want to become the first templar, there should be no opposition from the House. Tai Xi'an sighed, and can only make them not object at present. If they own three more manors, it may be possible to fill their greed and gain approval. But-he comforted himself-anyway, he eventually got more, and these losses will be made up in all aspects.

　　 A whole purple templar clothes, adjust the shoulder straps of the armor, he wants to make himself look powerful forever. While finishing the cloak, his finger touched the wound again, and the four pits of different depths will always remain on his face, affecting his "perfection" forever. This is a pain he can't forget, no one can touch it. Even if a grinning little fairy flattered flatteringly, "These make the master look more temperamental," he still threw the girl into the mill, crushing and feeding the round shell insect.

　　 The research on the metal spear has reached a dead end, and there is no possibility of seeing hope at all. Taixian felt that occasional unsuccess in other things was actually an expression of vigilance and urging him to pay more attention to the main goal, so he punished the craftsman slave who could not complete the task, and then ordered his men to kill the guy named Mike. His mission is over, the work of framing Dogian with the masked alliance has been completed, and keeping Mike alive has no meaning.

　　 took a deep breath, the dry sand, the warm sand, the smell came to my heart, this was the smell of power. Tomorrow afternoon, we should be able to see the result. Lord Witch King will approve the rules for the organization of the temple tower gladiatorial competition submitted by him, and then give himself the management responsibility of this grand event. No one can obstruct themselves in this matter, and those who can obstruct have been dealt with.

　　Also, Duojian thought it would be a victory to drive him out of the temple tower construction site, and it would kill him. But in fact, it was just a small setback, which would only make Tai Xi'an work harder. The Masked Alliance is also available to those idealists in many cases. As long as they are closely monitored, carefully guarded, and cleverly guided, all forces can become their own help. Once Dojian fell, who would be the best replacement in the Witch King's heart, of course, was himself, the loyal servant who had just gained his favor. This time killing two birds with one stone, it was really a perfect action!

　　 "Master, the messenger of Belik city-state has arrived. They are waiting for you in the meeting room." The servant said cautiously.

　　 "Well, you go down, put them with cigarettes and water, I will go later." Taisian waved and continued to look at the pyramids of Tyre, guessing what King Karak's daily life in the pyramids was like. As for guests from afar, they should learn to be courteous while waiting. He was the first templar in the future, not an ordinary councillor or slave owner.

　　 It took about an hour before Taixi's "coming late" and appeared in front of the merchants in Belik City. He is dignified and personable, fully showing the demeanor of a manor and templar. Even if he saw the weird honour of Belik's merchant, he did not show the slightest gaffe.

　　 He was facing a guy with a cow head, with weird patterns painted on his face, and there seemed to be a faint light moving slowly in the pattern. Texian guessed that it might be that some kind of psychic effect is showing up~www.NovelMTL.com~ But who is okay and always consumes his mental power?

The tauren spoke in a very standard Atas lingua-and it was in Tyre accent, exactly the same as Zhao Mai-said: "Hello, honorable high-ranking templar, I am a tauren from a foreign country. Ah, a treasure prospector and weapon merchant."

　　 "Tauren?" Tai Xi'an thought for a while. It seemed that Artas had never heard of such a race, maybe it was a fighting race left over from ancient times like the mantis. Look at the Tauren's hands and hooves, and then look at his Kong Wu's powerful body, it's quite suitable for combat. Measure and compare the strengths and weaknesses of the Tauren and the Muir in his heart, and Taisian thinks that the two may be on par.

　　 "Treasure prospecting and weapon merchants, are these two lines very profitable now?" Taixian waved his hand and asked the tauren to sit down, so that he didn't have to keep his head up and talk slightly. "The only thing that Tyre lacks now is more slaves. Haven't you heard that the grandest temple tower competition is about to be held here?"

　　 "Yes, the news of the battle of the temple tower has spread all over the world." Tauren's words sound awkward, maybe he means "every corner of the desert"? But the meaning of the tauren is not difficult to understand. He went on to say: "I think the biggest investment should be people, especially a promising templar. So I choose to help you, set foot on the pinnacle of destiny, and all I want is some gold coins. "

"The tauren remember, you can only serve me, don't use the word help." Taixian snorted, stared at the tauren for a while, and then said: "Tell me, a treasure digger and seller For weapons, how do you serve me~www.NovelMTL.com~ Book friends are welcome to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~www.NovelMTL.com~ mobile phone users, please go to read.