"I just asked you to change your title, but I didn't say I wanted you to change my name!" Mike Dragon Emperor (New) was still sitting next to the amber, with a sword inserted beside him, and a fire lit up on his head. It looked like a sculpture during the day, and a blue candlestick at night. Xilan spread out beside him, and the hatching room and refining room of Zworms were under construction. The transport of insects built a sunshade with mucus, and the legion mushrooms were placed at his hand and used at any time.

Tyrion sat opposite Zhao Mai, with one hand being a skewer and the other hand being red wine. He left the half-dragon maid in his room without taking it with him. Since he had the assistance of the supernatural powers, Tyrion has fallen in love with everything he does, and can do all kinds of magical things with one thought.

Tyr City and the Crimson Legion have left, spreading all the way with news that the Dragon Emperor was defeated and the New Dragon Emperor ascended the throne. The situation in Atas has undergone tremendous changes, but there is no obvious change for a while. Slaves are still slaves, Witch Kings are still Witch Kings, and only the new Xiran Oasis never stops its own expansion.

Regarding Zhao Mai's complaints, Tyrion snorted and responded: "The previous Dragon Emperor was called Dragon Emperor Polis. Do you call you the Dragon Emperor Macron Roar? Isn't it ugly? By the way, let's say something important, do you want to eat a skewer of barbecue? Lamb, freshly slaughtered, is definitely 100% sheep."

"Of course." Zhao Mai took the meat skewers and saw that there was heat on it. He blew it a few times before eating.

"Are you still afraid of hot?" Tyrion used his psychic power to control the movements of wearing skewers, turning skewers, and adding cravings at the same time, enjoying the fun of doing it by himself. The lack of spices is still a big problem. Alda's halfling has not brought their precious spice seeds and cooking skills. Without cumin, the mutton skewers with chili noodles always have less flavor. "Zhao Mai, you will be fine if you open your mouth to eat the fireball, right?"

"I have tasted the magma, what do you think?" Zhao Mai's cheeks were bulging, so he had no majestic image when he spoke. "Did you know? When I was studying, I knew that some kind of poison that could die was smelly. I always wanted to know how to come to this conclusion. Now I finally understand that some people can't eat it."

"You must be kidding, right?" Tyrion widened his eyes, his eyes were still pitch black and blue. The scars left on his face in the battle to defend King's Landing were still hideous and terrifying, but his expression was relaxed. The Dragon Emperor Polis, as the strongest guy in the world, was still pressing on his heart like a stone in the seal. Now that he has been pressed into an amber stone, the situation is naturally different.

"I was really curious, so I went to taste it. You were the first to know. I didn't tell anyone. I was afraid that they would think I was stupid again." Zhao Mai replied: "I'm not afraid of being hot, but a habit, a habit when I was a human being. This time you have seen my true form, just a big piece of snot-like thing."

"Who is not?" Tyrion said: "People are just a gathering of meat, stone, water and shit. Women can also produce milk. If they give birth to children, I can only excrete shit and urine. Wouldn't that be even worse? You can at least grow mushrooms!"

"It's so boring to talk to you. I always go to the next three routes!"

"You raised your nose first!" Tyrion threw the meat skewers in his hand at Zhao Mai. The latter directly popped out his tongue of more than one meter long and curled it up, and swallowed the stick. The little devil was helpless. His boss was a weird guy. He was so serious that he could only talk about serious things. In order not to let the topic slide into the sky, he said down-to-earth: "The Dragon Emperor's incident was a sudden accident. It would be good to win, but what should Rajat do? How much confidence do you have?"

"It's not easy to deal with." Zhao Mai said: "I don't have much harm to the Dragon Emperor, whether it's the supernatural power of the mind or the spell of the natural force. I just rely on the advantage of the biological body to swallow him and slowly digest it. This is a stupid method and the only way to deal with the Dragon Emperor, and the same for Rajat. If Rajat comes out at this time, I will cover you to leave, and then spend it slowly with him here. I don't know how many years it will take to win. So the best way is to continue sealing Rajat and not let him come out. I'm not a war madman, so I must fight to be happy."

"How is the seal now?"

"I can't understand." Zhao Mai shook his head: "I can see that complex magic array, but I can't understand it at all. I know some magical methods, but after all, I'm not a magician, and I'm apart like a mountain. At present, the seal looks very stable, but I don't know how long it can last, what methods to maintain, and what methods to strengthen it. This requires professional knowledge."

"The only magicians you can trust now are Shadyli and Kotande. How about calling Kotande over?"

"That's for sure, and Shatili has to come here too." Zhao Mai looked at the sky and chuckled softly. "Tell me, the will of the world has been confused by my actions! It's almost stagnant and cannot react. Instead, I need Shatili to come here. She will be more likely to understand the situation of the sealing magic circle than Kotande."

"I also want to suggest this. You can protect us better here." Tyrion said: "I have an idea. When necessary, I spread the news, saying that you have absorbed the Dragon Emperor, stared at Rajat again, and prepared to release him. In this way, the Witch King has a certain chance of finding a way to continue sealing Rajat. What do you think?"

"I think they would rather find a way to deal with me first..." Zhao Mai shook his head: "No, this method is too dangerous and may be backfired. The Dragon Emperor couldn't see the situation clearly and chose to be hostile to me. But after this incident, the Witch King should be able to see the situation clearly? I hope they can take out the wisdom of betrayal and seal Rajat, and don't fight with me like a fool. So, it's better to stimulate them less. If it's really exciting and stupid, it's not good. Whether they unite or attack separately, they are not what I want."

"If they united, you wouldn't be sealed by the Witch Kings like Rajat?"

"In theory, no, after all, as long as my field is still there, I cannot forcefully change my space position. Of course, I will be careful of this. My knowledge is not the whole of the universe. There is always an accident. You have to be careful of the capsized ship in the gutter." Zhao Mai waved his hand, stared at the flames of the barbecue, and said, "You can set out to the portal in the past two days. I have used so many Chimera-class spacecraft at once, which will definitely have a great impact on the relocation work. You must meet with Dojian as soon as possible, re-coordinate and optimize, and don't delay the matter there."

"I understand, everything will go smoothly, don't worry." Tyrion stretched his feet beside the fire and roasted them. The desert is a strange place. He has become accustomed to the feeling of hot feet every day. Now he can't sleep well without roasting them. He never thought he would adapt so quickly. From the little demon of the Lannister family to the grilled feet dwarf of the Atas planet, things have never been so smooth. He has the magic of the mind, power, freedom, security, and women, the pleasure of the body and spiritual enjoyment are all unthinkable in the past, but it seems that there is still something missing, deeper, more real and primitive desires under his superficial needs.
Chapter completed!