Zhao Mai took action by himself, pulled away the tablecloth, threw away all the cups and wine on it, and then carried a table out of the stronghold. Then, he asked others for help and placed the chair next to the table. During this period, he almost didn't say a word and did not have any eye contact with others, in order to use this time to clarify his ideas.

Since he arrived at Atas and landed in the sea of ​​sand, in addition to the pressure of survival and the desire to go home, there was another thought that always lingered in his mind: What was the cigar-shaped aircraft that smashed his car and caused him to "derail" unexpectedly? The appearance of the planet's will gave him some evidence from the side, which made Zhao Mai always feel threatened. That or those guys still won't give up, and they may appear at any time.

In the constant waiting and doubt, Zhao Mai accumulated a lot of pressure. What does the enemy look like, what abilities do you have, how much you know, and what plans did you make? These questions have been lingering in his mind for a long time.

Now, the girl nicknamed Xiao Wei finally revealed a little fog, and she would definitely find something from her. Zhao Mai first had to seek the trust and help of the masked alliance so that they could recognize Xiao Wei's danger, and then he could judge the ins and outs of the matter. Zhao Mai thought about it and could only achieve his goals with an open and honest attitude. Any lie or concealment may lead to failure. After all, he is not a professional liar, and he has not been trained in disguise and bluff. He doesn't know if other people in the masked alliance are experts in this field, but Shatili can definitely see the trick inside.

It is definitely risky to say it all, and Zhao Mai didn't know what the elusive "planet will" would think of this matter. If he told these people, "You will definitely be able to kill the Witch King, just let Rikas throw the wooden spear at the competitive conference." Zhao Mai let out a strong sigh. He understood that this sentence was easy to say, but would it attract the attention of the planet's will and would it pose any threat to him?

At present, Zhao Mai understands that he only has one message, that is, the will of the planet want to ensure that the Witch King is killed. According to the good side, as long as he works hard to complete this matter, there should be no problem. In the bad side, I think that he is likely to be killed directly by some kind of disaster that falls from the sky. Just as the will of the planet has moved some small things, causing two high-level templar warriors, Dogian and Tesi'an to have misunderstandings, so that he can escape from Tesi'an. Perhaps the blow came silently, without any warning, and started with a small thing, resulting in his own death.

He still had hesitation in his heart, but at this moment it was an arrow on the string that had to be fired. Just as he was about to set foot on the battlefield, it was time to face the risks. Nicely, Zhao Mai had a feeling that he could pass through this incident safely. He was not sure whether this was the comfort of the psychic power or the prompt of the natural force of the force, but he finally decided to put hesitation aside and rush to try the impact of "spoilers" on these people.

"Please sit down. I may have to say a lot, but no matter what, please don't use the drinks here anymore, and don't eat anything. I suggest that you put all the things related to Xiaowei aside first, this is not too much, right?" Zhao Maiqing cleared his throat and made an opening remark.

Kotande raised his white eyebrows and nodded: "This is a cautious approach, yes." He moved a chair and sat opposite Zhao Mai. Shatili raised her skirt, straddled her chair, and looked at Zhao Mai with her head. Just as she was about to open her mouth, Kotande placed his hand on her arm: "Child, please let Mike say it himself."

"Okay, thank you." Zhao Mai's eyes swept across everyone's face and said, "I don't know how much you can understand what I said, so I try to explain it in the most straightforward way. First of all, it is clear that I am not a Witch King, I am against slavery, and I am willing to help you win."

"Then, I am not a person from this world. Xiao Wei, the one lying there, learned your language through that kind of disk device." He glanced at Kotande and added: "This is not magic, it does not consume Atas's vitality. You also know that I am a druid, and no matter which world I am in, it is naturally everything for me."

After careful consideration, Zhao Mai used this way to introduce himself. If he said he was a visitor from another world and knew the future trend, he would definitely be treated as a madman. Atas is not lacking in such madman because he went a step further and lost his control because he trained his mind's supernatural powers, and made his power invaded and destroyed the purity of his mind, and became crazy and crazy. The role Zhao Mai was going to play is a comrade in the masked alliance, at least he had to be an alliance, so that he could protect himself and exert positive influence at the same time.

"I do have some goals of my own. One of the most important ones is to complete the mission of Atas's planet will, understand the plan of the Witch King Karak, stop him, kill him, and let Atas develop on a normal trajectory. I believe that my encounter with you is not accidental, but the driving role played by the planet's will. I have never seen you before, but through stronger power, I have seen a clear road to victory, the way to defeat the Witch King to liberate slaves. This road requires a magical way to kill

The spear of the Dead Witch King needs a hero to throw it out and complete a fatal attack. On this road, there are many important figures, you who are masked alliances, Rikas, and even Tessian. My original idea was to walk with you and watch the realization of this road. But now..." Zhao Mai pointed to Xiao Wei who was unconscious: "I unexpectedly discovered that there are other people. Judging from the current situation, they seem to want to influence this road and reduce the possibility of its realization. For example, paralyze your movement and vigilance."

"Why?" Shatili glanced at Xiaowei. She was lying on the ground and was still very cute with her eyes closed. "Is it good for them to maintain the rule of the Witch King?"

"I don't know what the benefits are, but this does not affect their actions, which is an obstacle to the cause of liberation." Zhao Mai said to Kotand: "Do you think what I'm right?"

The old man did not express his opinion, but he had already made a decision in his heart. The ideal of the masked alliance must be put first, so you might as well believe in the Mike who is consistent in his goals and guard against the mysterious Xiaowei. However, if you believe it, you cannot believe it all, and you cannot just listen to one side of things.

"You said you know what is going to happen in the future, so why not tell me what else do you know?"

"I don't know the specific details," Zhao Mai could remember that it was probably because the fact that the masked alliance was made was too famous, which affected the entire history of Atas and was one of the most important historical nodes in the desert world. But when he said it, it was safer to use the tone of "prophet" than to use the identity of a "historian". "You should find a spear made by a halfling, and at the same time isolate the power of the mind and magic, and then use it to assassinate the witch king Karak. By the way, do you have any clues to this spear?"

"Well..." Kotander thought for a moment and decided to believe Zhao Mai's position. He nodded and said, "There are clues, but we haven't got the spear yet."

"What a joke!" Zhao Mai stood up suddenly. "The Temple Tower can be completed in about two months at most. The battle may begin at any time, but you are not even ready for this. What are you doing? Are you going to give up and wait for death?"

"I admit that it is the best time to get off the phone in the big competition, but what does this have to do with waiting for death?" Kotand asked in confusion.

Zhao Mai closed his eyes in pain, feeling that his head was about to explode: "Do you don't know why the Witch King built the Temple Tower?"

"We heard the rumors that he wanted to strengthen himself with the power of the tower," said Shatili. "We have never found the source of this rumors."

The source is Zhao Mai. Zhao Mai is not ready to admit this matter, so as not to appear too "charlatan". He knew that Kotande and others were still observing him, so presenting facts is much better than presenting achievements.

"If a witch king wants to strengthen his own power, he must extract more natural power from the planet's power. Everyone is a spellcaster. He knows that when a spell casts, the ones that are destroyed are first plants, then animals, then land, and finally the souls of intelligent creatures. They will be extracted in turn. But if powerful magic is to be cast, this method is just a drop in the bucket for a witch king. You can guess what he will do under the driving force of greed?"

Zhao Mai slapped the table suddenly, showing a very angry expression: "I was in the Temple Tower for a long time and finally understood his plan. Carac was preparing to use a powerful magic circle to directly collect the vitality of Tyr City to provide energy for his magic - no matter what evil magic it was. He kept the magic circle very strictly and could not take action at all, so I left there and promoted the assassination incident. But if you don't act, there will be no more slaves for you to rescue!"

Kotander suddenly stood up: "He dares to do something like that?!" He stared at Zhao Mai's eyes, hoping to see signs of lying, but he only saw honesty. The old man's beard kept trembling, and then he grabbed his chest tightly with his hands. The pain in his heart made him speechless. After a while, he sighed and fell on the chair, "He can really do that."

"The most urgent task is to act quickly and not waste a slight time." Zhao Mai pointed to the house, meaning Xiao Wei inside: "She has consumed almost all your fighting spirit and action. If the masked alliance is so lazy, why can we realize our ideals? I just want to know whether you still have the determination and the spirit of sacrifice? If not, I will leave immediately."

Shadili looked up and looked at Zhao Mai: "Is there enough time?"

"This question can only be asked by yourself." Zhao Mai frowned. The worry and pity on his face made the half-elves feel a tingling pain. This pain is more unbearable than any whip.

"It's time." Kotander was the first to raise his head, "We are still here, even if we sacrifice our lives, we have to do our best for freedom!"

Shatili took a deep breath, and the hesitation in her eyes gradually disappeared. "Yes, we can do it!"
Chapter completed!