"I should kill you." Taixian touched the wound on his face with lingering fear. If his spiritual shield was a little slower or weaker, his eyes would not be able to save him. At this moment, he thanked his spiritual supernatural teacher from the bottom of his heart. Although he failed to persist in completing all the courses to pursue power, his extremely solid foundation undoubtedly saved his life.

How could Zhao Mai not be afraid when he was caught by a savage sage in a barbaric world? He is not a tried and true warrior. He can remain calm when facing the threat of the enemy. Even if he does not consider the fear of being worried about not being able to return home and never seeing his relatives again, the pain of his arms being broken makes him tremble involuntarily and feel pain.

The obsidian fork on his neck pierced into the skin, and the blood beads slowly slid down. Zhao Mai tried hard to control his body so that he would not be careful to "shake to death". Butcher and Ricas were both tightly tied up with leather ropes, and they looked like two mummies under the ties. Looking at the corpses around him, he felt that his record this time was still very good.

"His dog ran away." The half-giant's report made Tessian's face worse, but in the vast Gobi Desert, it would further delay the caravan's trip. He decided not to care about this matter, but let his subordinates take the weapon that had hurt him in front of him. Looking at the piles of parts, he smelled the scent of conspiracy. After all, as a high-level tung samurai in the largest city of Atas, Tessian has always claimed to be knowledgeable, but he has never seen similar techniques. The power of the Witch King is very magical, but it will not have no energy fluctuations. This is definitely not arcane, nor natural or elemental power, nor spiritual supernatural power. In Atas, the only thing that can be more magical than the Witch King is the lost knowledge of the halfling in ancient times.

"Tell me how to use this thing, I will spare you." Taixian said viciously.

"If I say it, I'll be dead." Zhao Mai said: "Even if you want to keep your promise, you don't have to kill me at all. Just break one of my legs and throw them on this Gobi Desert, and you'll solve the problem."

"Do you think I can't find the answer directly in your mind?"

"You can try and see if your spiritual power is powerful enough." Zhao Mai snorted: "Only if you have an absolutely overwhelming advantage, you can hope to find clues about this weapon. With your wisdom, even if you have clues, it is definitely a daydream to piece together the complete knowledge."

"A pretty tough loser." Tessian shook his head: "It seems you want to die!"

"No, I don't want to die." Zhao Mai licked his lips and spitted a mouthful of blood on the ground. "You snatched my things, okay, you are better than me, I admit that. If you want my skills, you have to exchange them for something. If you take me back to Tyre City, heal my injuries, and I will tell you."

"Do you think you can bargain for me?" Taixian was laughed, but his smile touched the wound on his face, making him angry again. He waved his hand, and immediately a slave carefully brought a small wooden box. Taixian took out a glass bottle from it, and there was a purple caterpillar inside.

"It will drill into your upper jaw and build a nest in your brain. In the next six months, your smart brain will become its food. You will be blind, you will forget how to speak, you will become worse than a beast, and do things that no one else wants to discuss. After that, a little moth will bite through your eyes and fly out of it, and I will harvest a lot of new eggs."

Looking at the fearful look on Zhao Mai's face, Taixi'an felt much better. "I don't want to treat you like this for the time being, because the power I have is enough to deal with you." He took out a neck ring from the wooden box, made of stainless steel, and inlaid with multiple gems, which was obviously not an ordinary item. At this time, a slave came over and put the neck ring around Zhao Mai's neck. When the lock button was buckled, Zhao Mai lost his control over his supernatural powers and his body became extremely weak, just like the power was drained.

His backpack was torn off, and his equipment was the same. Only the poisonous snake belt turned into a snake under his command, hiding in his underwear to avoid the search. The same was true for Butcher and others' items, all of them were piled up with the goods. However, the steel sword, magic dagger and good crossbow were all put away and handed to Taixi'an.

"I didn't expect you to have such a good thing, and you gave it to a slave. If you were not from the Mask Alliance, I wouldn't believe it." Tessian laughed and said, "I have to be optimistic about you. People as rich as you must have a high status in the Mask Alliance. In order to rescue you, many people from the Mask Alliance will fall into the trap. One thing you are right, those guys are hopeless fools."

Zhao Mai didn't want to explain this matter. He was worried about the reserve grain and the small flower now. In fact, the small flower was fine. Although he seemed weak, he was actually quite tough and had the natural force to protect her. That particularly cute state would trigger hopeless love and stimulate the sense of responsibility of protecting the baby beasts. And it was in the backpack, but it was not discovered just now. Although it was a bit strange, this was good news. Only when the reserve grain was flowed into the Gobi Desert, what could it eat and how could it find a shelter?

However, under the circumstances at that time, the danger of staying was higher. Taixi'an might cherish the slave gladiators who could fight, and might leave himself to dig secrets and be bait, but he would never miss a dog meat meal. It is precisely because of this that Zhao Mai ordered the reserve grain to escape when failure was inevitable. I hope the puppy was smart enough to take care of himself.

He was locked up alone and placed in a truck transporting logs. Around his body and above his head was two thousand kilograms of wood, leaving only a slit in the middle, and he could not get out of it. Taixi'an asked the doctors accompanying him to connect the bones and tied his arms to his chest, so that he could not move at all except for his fingers.

There is only an opening at the top of this temporary cell, and a half-giant whose calf was blown off by Zhao Mai sat on it. A water bag and a piece of dry cake were his supplies. He had to solve other trivial matters of life, including excretion.

Trapped by the wounds of his arm and his binding posture, Zhao Mai could only pick up things with his mouth when he lay on the ground, while drinking water and demonstration were even more troublesome. He probably would have to endure hunger for a long time. He leaned on the logs and felt the bumps of the truck on the road. Gradually, he matched the name of Taixian with the things in his memory, and finally figured out who his enemy was.

In the original history, Templar Tessian should have been the slave owner of Rikas, and after the death of the Witch King, he became the new king of Tyr City. Although he had to announce the release of slavery and hand over part of the power to the parliament, he still controlled all Templars and other high-level combat powers in Tyr City.

It seems that in the original historical line, in the previous slave market, Tessian bought Ricas, and he made a splash to buy Ricas in advance, trying to control him and gain his own interests in the uprising. But after a roundabout way, he became a prisoner, and both Ricas and Butcher became slaves to Tessian. Is there any force behind this?

Atas has no gods, and this can eliminate suspicion. So what remains, does the inertia of history or the ability of self-repair of time exist? Will this attack be the result of this force? Zhao Mai pondered for a while and felt that this idea was probably correct, but it did not help in improving the current situation. He has become a prisoner and can no longer be ambitious. So he turned to stare at the cakes and water bags on the ground, thinking about how he should act to be more efficient.

Suddenly, a phantom flashed, as if it was a process of the TV signal becoming clear from snowflakes. After three seconds, the reserved grain appeared in the prison car, and he stuck out his tongue and smiled at Zhao Mai. "Shh! Don't make a sound!" Zhao Mai immediately reacted and then asked the reserved grain to come.
Chapter completed!