Sword and Magic and Taxi

"I've seen it again!" Zhao Mai held the grain reserve around its neck and scratched its chin. The dog squinted his eyes and looked very enjoyable. Over the past three days, Zhao Mai has been in the middle east of the orc settlement to observe the west. Although he also understood and mastered a lot of the power distribution of Mordor, it was a small gain, but the whole body was fumigated by the smell of the orcs. It is better to moisten the food reserves wandering the periphery.

"I'm thin." Zhao Mai took out the horse meat jerky he bought from the market and gave it to the reserve food, watching it feast on it. Dushat was sent by him to buy or rob some slaves who could cultivate, so Xiaohua could also show up without fear of being seen.

"Xiaohua, I have heard that there have been three traversers who have died in the Doomsday Volcano. This probability is not low." Zhao Mai squeezed his chin and said, "Don't you think the difficulty of this competition is a bit high? Like Christie's. People, under the influence of the will of the world, have almost no chance of winning."

"Yeah, I'm also thinking about this issue. The news I got before is that in order to avoid trouble, the creator of this world, Iluvita, specially set up this reward-based competition, but now it doesn't seem like that. , It's more like a trap." Xiaohua hugged her arms and pouted her small mouth slightly: "Relying on the so-called power of fate of the traveler to ignite the Doomsday Volcano, it seems like a sacrifice-like behavior. What is such a behavior? Can quell the harassment and trouble of the traverser organization, it will only increase!"

"This trip is very muddy." Zhao Mai nodded and said, "From now on, we must take this competition seriously. If we take a spring outing, we will make trouble for ourselves. Although we know the general plot of the world. , But I can’t completely believe that. After all, there is no such thing as a sacrifice to the Doomsday Volcano by the traverser in the plot, so we can’t make sure that the thing is still in the position we imagined.”

"The Doomsday Volcano is still the most critical point, but it is not suitable to go now. How can we have to wait for the eyes of the magic eye (that is, Sauron) to be more attracted by the war, and when the ring spirit leaves the lair, it will be more secure." Zhao Mai rubbed his hands: "Let's get ready to go and go back to the south of Mordor to build our own strength. This is the basis for victory."

Xiaohua nodded and agreed with Zhao Mai's view. Humans, elves, and dwarves are very powerful, and Sauron is even stronger. Zhao Mai can defeat everyone, but he cannot defeat everyone alone.

Besides, Zhao Mai did not come to conquer the world. Becoming the master of the Supreme Lord of the Rings is the ultimate theme, and it cannot get around the threshold of world will. Zhao Mai is extremely careful about any power that might interfere with his spiritual will. Even if he can swallow the blue crystal to reach the power level of the gods and destroy Sauron's army and fortress time and time again, if he can't think normally like Christie, he will still lose.

"Hey Zhao Mai, the big orc is back, followed by a bunch of them, I will hide it first." Xiaohua dissipated her figure, and Zhao Mai also stood up and opened the tent and walked out. They temporarily occupied a tent in a corner of the settlement as a residence. The former master here obediently gave in after seeing the new banner of Mordor Blackfoot, but cleverly avoided a beating.

Many orcs from other places gathered in this square, each occupying tents. The orcs who can grab and occupy things are always relatively stronger, so many orc leaders will come here to recruit troops. Some people have tried Zhao Mai and Dushat’s ideas, but because they can’t beat Zhao Mai, no matter how good they are, they can’t be realized. Just a few battles that started and ended quickly had already given Mordor Blackfoot a lot of respect, and at least many leaders already knew that Zhao Mai was a strong man.

Fame is good. Dushat tied a bunch of slaves with hair ropes, mainly goblins and humans. After all, Zhao Mai's requirement is to cultivate the land, and goblins and humans are the best farmers besides halflings. But Zhao Mai actually saw a pair of elves in the team!

The two elves are dirty and messy, and their ears have been cruelly cut off. They are probably being sold as decorations in an orc's stall. The two of them are a male and a female, but their stature is unpredictable, plus deliberate cover, so they look like two male elves. They stayed in the middle of the team very low-key, mixing with the humans in front of and behind them.

It is estimated that Dushat did not discover this. He heard that when he was about to leave here for the south, he had no objections, and hurried to pack the water on his way. Zhao Mai inspected these slaves one by one, and said: "I am Tverdo Mordor's blackfoot. You will all serve me and go to my place to cultivate. If you don't work well, die!"

A group of slaves were hungry, and they were terrified when they heard that they would continue on their way. Staying in a fixed place to work is more likely to survive than if you keep going. The orcs can eat and are cruel. If they travel a long distance and there is nothing for the slaves to carry, it means that they will be hungry along the way.

"Master," the male elf said in a hoarse voice, "Where are we going?"

"Near Nurneng Inland Sea, you have a long way to go, haha." Zhao Mai said, "Do you have any comments?"

"Master, can you give me some time, can I steal some food on the road?" The elf said, "In addition to taking care of the wheat fields, I also have some little skills. In a while, I can create good income for you."

"Want to get attention?" Zhao Mai nodded, walked forward and grabbed the hair rope and pulled hard. "Go, you don't have much time, come back before I run out of patience. Otherwise..." Zhao Mai squeezed the female elf's neck, "I'll choke her to death."

The male elf gasped in horror, and ran away without yelling. Zhao Mai let go of the female elf's neck and snorted softly, making her heart cold~www.NovelMTL.com~ and her whole body trembled. What happens when the elves fall into the hands of the orcs? There is no other possibility except endless torture. After the elves die, the soul will return to Valinor to reshape, so death is not terrible, or suffering. The culture of the elves prevents them from committing suicide, so once they are discovered and tortured by the orcs, the best way is to provoke the orcs to kill themselves because of their anger, in order to find relief.

Is it going to develop to that point? The female elf began to pray. Because of tension, her lips moved slightly, but Zhao Mai could recognize a few words, "The Way of Kara" and "Tongtian Tower".

Could it be that this is the Star Elf that he taught back then? Zhao Mai remained calm, and at the moment there are many people with mixed eyes and it is not easy to start with the female elves. Moreover, he used the image of an orc, and he couldn't win the trust of the other party in a few words, not to mention the difference between the star elves in the origin world and the competition world.

Turning his gaze into the distance, with the help of his psychic powers, Zhao Mai saw the male elf. There is no thief, he just took out hidden gems from a certain part of his body, and was using the name of "Mordor Blackfoot" to exchange for food and water. It seems that this elf is still very clever. At this moment, he figured out Zhao Mai's identity and thought of how to use it.

Zhao Mai looked at Dushat, and guessed that the elves inquired about it from him. This is pretty good.