"It is naturally the best thing to throw a spear by Rikas." Zhao Mai naturally would not relax at all on issues related to major historical events, and would instill this idea in Shatili and Kotande whenever he had the chance.

"You are really confident in your friends. It seems that you have a good relationship. I believe they will be very happy if they know you escaped from the construction site of the Temple Tower." Shatili said with a sweet smile on her face: "I have been in contact with them. Rikas is a very unique person, and so is Butcher. They never bully me, and they are completely different from other slaves who always want to take advantage of me."

"Their situation is fine?" Zhao Mai asked.

"They were under the supervision of the treacherous old ghost in Texi's, and even if they were good, they would not be able to go anywhere. Of course, they were much better than other slaves, at least they could eat enough and sleep without interruption. After all, they were the two slaves that Taixi's most valued, and the old ghost had to let them win the championship for him. By the way, the old ghost arranged for them to serve female slaves twice, and once they almost hit me - but I could always escape."

"Then you have a good skill." Zhao Mai praised, but his heart was not as optimistic as Satiri. As a slave, everything seemed good and was just a false bubble, which broke with a punch. He was especially worried that Butcher, who had a tough temper and had never been a slave, might not be able to adapt to the changes in his character. Even if he endured it for a while, he would explode one day. He did have extraordinary combat ability, but the enemy he faced was a guard group led by high-level Templars.

Atas is not a world where singing and dancing are peaceful. There are often terrifying monsters here, so the guard group has accumulated rich combat experience. One person or two people may be able to settle it easily, but the guard group has always had only one tactic: group fight.

Because the Templars had such an armed force, the final result of the Tial Revolution could only be compromise. Zhao Mai remembered clearly that Rikas and his friends worked together to kill the Witch King Carac, and then the speculator Taisian became Tial's new king. The Templars still existed, the guard group still existed, the masked alliance occupied some seats in the parliament, and Rikas and others had reputation among the people. The power was still tied to the army.

However, as long as Rikas kills Karak, Tyre will be without slavery and will be able to walk to the sun openly. If he can stand in a better position in this revolution and follow the trend, he can organize his men to use the benefits he has obtained to dig out the cars in the desert again.

I have activated my spiritual powers and have gained a lot. If I learn more, the help of this barren world in a short period of time will be almost the same. Of course, if I dig deeper, the biological powers of half-lings in ancient times are also quite interesting. After all, races such as mantis, half-giants, and even humans in this world are all created by half-lings. Their power to create life is very attractive to anyone, let alone the druids who always deal with creatures.

There is a saying that the dragon-transforming technique mastered by the witch kings was actually excavated from the power of the halflings. It is part of the biotechnology and was only developed after the continuous improvement of the witch kings. Now, Zhao Mai's bloodline power is quite unstable. Wadsworth said that only the elemental transformation that completely separates from the organisms can cure him, but there may be other solutions in the halflings technology.

However, despite all kinds of thoughts in his mind, Zhao Mai kept reminding himself not to be too greedy and focus on the tasks in front of him first. He followed the master and disciple Shatili through the underground ruins, circled left and right, just like walking in a maze, and finally finally arrived at the secret stronghold of the Mask Alliance. This is an old temple that has not collapsed after wind and sand. The holy emblem is still there, but no one knows what it represents. From the outside, it is just another ruin, silent and dead, but

When I opened the heavy rock door, there was a unique world inside. The old statues and sacrificial platforms of the past had long been cleared, and the residues and dust from the murals and ornaments were gone. Now, brand new tables and chairs were placed in the empty interior room, as well as corner bars, wine cabinets, and food cabinets. A warm brick stove emitting orange-red light. Thick tapestries drooped from the wall, and the corners of the wall were decorated with luminous fungi. A red-scale bird (animal for riding) with no combat ability looked at Zhao Mai and others with a stupid look.

The room was filled with a smell of incense, which was very relaxing. It was probably good to use it for meditation. Zhao Mai thought it tasted good, but the reserved grain showed its teeth, and Hum He kept letting out low roars, obviously feeling the danger.

"Relax, dog, this is the base camp, a safe place." Shatili said to the reserve grain with a smile: "Are you unfamiliar and nervous?"

"No, it will only be nervous when it feels dangerous." Zhao Mai unconditionally believed in his dog brother, so he raised his vigilance. Although the environment here always makes him feel relaxed and comfortable, he just dared not let go of the string in his heart.

Several "idlers" of the masked alliance were busy with their own affairs, either drinking, playing cards, or slept with a book on their faces. If this was a leisure tavern, Zhao Mai would never say anything. But this was the stronghold of the masked alliance and the place where the resistance organization accumulated strength. Since he came in, no one showed enough vigilance except for the reserve of grain, which was a bit abnormal.

Too lazy, these people were wasting precious time. Zhao Mai had this preconceived feeling and went to see the two around him. Shatili was obviously very happy to return to "home", and her performance might have been like this. However, the harsh mage Kotande, who had been stretched out his white eyebrows and his eyes became softer. This change was a bit strange. He was not like the kind of person who could relax! Is there something wrong with this place?

At this moment, Zhao Mai heard the door of the food cabinet slamming, and then a half-length person wrapped in a big cloak shouted, "Sister Shadili, you are back! Hug!" She ran wildly, with agile figure, and suddenly threw herself into Shadili's arms, then rubbed her chest with her face.

"Xiao Wei, why haven't you grown tall?" Shatili lifted the half-length hood and touched her hair. Zhao Mai then realized that she had a pair of round raccoon-like ears on her head, which just popped out from her fluffy hair. There were also faint stripes on her cheeks on both sides, which looked like shallow and soft hair. Atas had mantis, Gais, and "birdman" with wings, but was there such raccoon man in front of her?

"I am so intelligent, so I can't do anything about my height!" Xiao Wei, who looks like a raccoon, flashed her big eyes and said in a sweet voice: "When I come back this time, can you sleep with me for a few more nights, right?"

"It's good to wait until my sister finishes her work." Shatili patted Xiao Wei's head docilely, pulled her off her chest, and placed it on the ground: "Come to meet our new friend: Mike from the Temple Tower construction site."

"I'm not handsome." Xiao Wei's eyes flashed, and after a glance at Zhao Mai, she moved away. She shook Shadili's hand and said, "Sister, how do I dress up here? Did you find the new decorations I found? Also, I secretly found a lot of food and drinks from the ground, so everyone will no longer have to worry about supplies!"

"I knew Xiao Wei was the best." Shadili touched her face with encouragement, "Go and have fun, I have something to do here."

"Then don't forget to sleep with me for a while!" Xiao Wei jumped and ran away humming a song.

Zhao Mai looked at all this with a soft look, and when Xiao Wei turned around, his brows frowned tightly. Who is this, is it Shadili's friend? Why don't she remember it? Moreover, her style is completely different from this desert world. Where did she come from and why did she turn the stronghold into this?

The masked alliance has been resisting the Witch King Karak. Although most of the time, except for the passion for constant struggle and the dream of defeating Karak in their hearts, there is one thing that is very important. They have never fallen into enjoyment, nor have they relaxed their vigilance for a moment.

The hardship and vigilance allowed the masked alliance to survive, but obviously in this stronghold, Zhao Mai did not see this.

"What kind of race is this cute little guy? I've never seen it before."

"Oh, that's a mixed-race man I picked up on the road half a year ago. She was very pitiful, had some problems with her brain, and always easily trusted others, so she was cheated miserably." Shatili shrugged: "I rescued her and did some chores here. At least we won't bully her, nor do we treat her as a slave."

"Half a year?" This time is quite close to the time when he landed in the desert, which can't help but arouse his suspicion. Shatili and Rikas, these names represent important historical events of Atas, and everyone around them should arouse Zhao Mai's alertness. After all, through Atas' planet consciousness, Zhao Mai knew that there were other time travelers in this world and were also trying to interfere with the major event of assassinating the Witch King. Zhao Mai had been observing the Temple Tower for a long time, but could not find any clues, so the other time travelers were probably in the masked alliance.

Moreover, Atas's halflings did create various creatures, all of which are tall and strong, and are more "evolved" versions in the halfling's heart. None of them seems to be similar to the halfling's body shape. Raccoon people? They don't seem to have any advantages. How did it survive the massacres of the Taichu Warlock Rajat and the Witch King period and still have bloodlines left, and can it still remain innocent and cute?
Chapter completed!