Sword and Magic and Taxi

Shrouded in blue light, Zhao Mai was worshipped by many residents of Urik, and some even called him the "true god". After Hamana's death, the inertia of life made them look for a new spiritual dependence and leader. They were already familiar with the concept of "God", so they used Zhao Mai.

Faith is a kind of power, and the gods know how to gather and use this power, and Zhao Mai is no exception. The power of these beliefs formed a realm, shrouded in the sky above Urik, floating towards Zhao Mai.

"I am not your god, I will not save you, you have to save yourself." Zhao Mai used the Z Worm's domain to isolate the gathered faith power, and then said: "Hamana is dead, you can try To control his own destiny."

No one understood what he was talking about. For most of Urik, they have no idea what their destiny is. Looking at the confusion and disappointment in their eyes, Zhao Mai could clearly feel the confusion and confusion in their hearts. Killing the wicked can save the good, but it does not mean that the good will be able to live a happy life. As the current situation develops, it is highly possible that Urik will be completely in chaos, and after disorder, it will even become a city of sand thief.

Coming to a country, killing his head, completely paralyzing and destroying his management, breaking all the shackles, and releasing basically will not be democracy and freedom, but chaos. Order is always born out of chaos, which shows that chaos runs faster and comes earlier than order.

Just like the power of faith gathered above the head. It is mingled with Yurik's collapsing territory consciousness, interacting with each other, trying to find a way out. Zhao Mai stared at it closely, just to observe what it would do. The will of the world has the ability to regulate itself, but no matter how it regulates, it is impossible to revive Hamana. The important battle of the Crimson Legion against Urik is meaningless. Rikas is destined not to suffer defeat here, so what will World Will do next?

An old man gave the answer. It was an old slave who was supposed to be taken to the slaughterhouse to end his life in a certain stone hook and other people's stomach acid, but now he is free. He has been crawling on the ground, his knees and forehead flushed with sand. The will of the world hovered over him for a while, and the old man stood up. He hunched over, tried to raise his head to look at Zhao Mai, and asked, "Are you Ricas the liberator of slaves?"

Zhao Mai understood the moment he said it. So he smiled and replied: "I am not Ricas, but I am his friend."

"Will you manage and rule us?" The old man saw Zhao Mai shook his head and asked, "Where is Ricas?"

Zhao Mai closed his eyes, his domain was communicating with Artas' world will, and soon an agreement was reached. "You need to find your savior, but in the end you will find that the savior is yourself. Rikas is in the village of Kelder, but that is not the end of your journey, but just your first step."

The old man nodded. He looked around, pulled out a hard wooden stick that was half blackened from the ruins, used it as a stick, and turned and walked outside the city. "I'm going to find Rikas, the liberator of Tyre. He should know what we should do."

Many people followed him and collected food and drink supplies along the way. Urik's territorial consciousness and the prayer power of everyone have a place to go, partly attached to this team. The rest is still hovering over the city, and new heroes may appear when and where.

"You can easily become the master of this city-although it is built on top of the volcanic crater and human flesh processing plant, it is still one of the big cities of Atas." Tyrion seemed to encourage Zhao Mai In fact, it is admonishing: "As long as you drag all the oasis in the desert, you will be able to feed these people easily."

"If I want to attack a certain Witch King's city next time, you can tell me these words again." Zhao Mai replied, "I know you used to be the agent of Kaiyan City and Westeros' agent. Prime Minister, now I need your skills to enable me to eliminate the Witch Queen and take over the population of every city. I also have enough surplus power to welcome the immigrants of a world, and these must be planned in advance— —And who the planner will be, I think you know well."

Tyrion's face collapsed, and his hands spread out and said with an exaggerated expression: "I really want to have the opportunity to exert my talents and abilities, but it shouldn't be so hard. There are no women, no wine, and even food is only mushrooms... …I will die at work."

"I will revive you, so don't want to be lazy." Zhao Mai shook his head and returned to the car with his collar. As the Witch King in Uric City was eliminated, the historical mission of the Crimson Legion was basically over, and the will of the world that had entangled Satiri also left. This is the most important thing. Zhao Mai has reached a compromise with the will of the world, and the expansion of the soil and the Zworm will be assisted by Atas, which has never been done in history.

"I have to say that you have the potential to become a dictator more than any witch king. And for the sake of the world, I had to reluctantly become a poor worm who was enslaved by you." Tyrion glanced back at the city, a group of ragged escapees. The slave followed them far away. They want shelter, but they dare not approach because of fear. "Zhao Mai, do you know why there is a class? Although I am miserable, as long as someone is still below me, then I will feel satisfied. People are really sad animals, relying on the illusion of comparison to obtain happiness, and I am a person Sad little man."

"If you want to take someone back to serve you, just say it, don't go around." Duojian glanced at the people who were huddled in the corners and behind the pillars. "These people are all slaves. Their clothes are supposed to be hard laborers, but they don't serve people."

"It's not time yet, Tyrion." Zhao Mai said to the little devil: "At present, there is too much entanglement in the will of the world here. I don't want you to get into any trouble. Wait..."

Zhao Mai frowned and looked at a person in the crowd. It was a small beggar with one eyed, thin, small and inconspicuous, slowly squeezed to the back among the crowd of shoulders. The connection between her destiny and Artas is already very weak, almost dying. At the moment when Zhao Mai saw her, she was cut off from the world under the influence of the Z Worm Domain. Zhao Mai foresaw the future, knowing that as long as she got in the car and left and took the field away, she would be knocked down by the scattered crowd, suffered fatal injuries in the trampling, and died before night fell.

"Take her~www.NovelMTL.com~Zhao Mai used psychic powers to separate the people and dragged the little girl over. The little girl fainted because of weakness and shock.

"How old is she? Considering that malnutrition will be small, she will be seven or eight years old at most. What can she do?"

"You can't do anything, you don't want her to do anything." Zhao Mai said: "In my house, the daily work is done by the gardener dragon and the worker insects. You don't need to do anything. Recently I saw you so leisurely. , Then take care of your children in your free time! Believe me, although you are small, as long as you are taking care of others, you will feel that you are tall and great. You can treat her as one of your lost illegitimate daughters. Up."

"Can't be regarded as an illegitimate daughter of my father, so I have a younger sister."

"Considering your bad relationship with your father, and the reputation of your family, she can't be your sister." Zhao Mai said: "That's it. You have to cultivate some normal hobbies, or take your past weirdness Hobbies have become normal."

Although the little girl was thin and small, she was still a half taller than Tyrion. Take care of her? For the first time, the dwarf realizes that teasing the boss is absolutely out of date.