Chapter 178 Revolutionary United Front (First Order 600 Plus 6th Update)

The sand covered Zhao Mai, and everything around him became dark. Only the sound of his heart pumping blood was like a drum, banging and banging. Because he needed to hold his breath, he felt like he was going to explode and he might not be able to hold on at any time. Fortunately, the energy vortex continued to massage the surface of his body, making the numbness weaker and weaker, which urged him to persist as much as possible.

A tingling feeling appeared, covering every inch of the skin, even on the eyelids. The sand that drowned me seemed to have turned into steel needles, stabbing me from all directions. At the same time, from these stinging places, he finally reconnected to the cycle of the natural force and slowly regained control of his body. First, there were some irregular tremors to activate the muscle response, and now they slowly calmed down, allowing the natural force to flow along the blood vessels and nerves, dissipating the remaining paralytic energy.

The fighting seemed to have stopped, and for a while there was no sound or vibration. Zhao Mai was about to use his arms to lift himself up when he felt a strong force in his chest pulling him up. The faint light of the underground ruins came into view again, and he saw the battlefield again. In front of him was the high-ranking templar Tessian, a very embarrassed Tessian. His armor was completely damaged, his body was covered with cuts and bruises, and one eye was swollen like a hill. But he won, and the Minotaur's head was held in his hands.

Templar Taisian took a few hard breaths, threw the tauren's head aside, grabbed Zhao Mai's clothes with two hands, and lifted him up from the sand.

"Aha, my beast trainer, I didn't expect it to be you." Tai Xi'an raised his fist and punched Zhao Mai in the face. With a bang, Zhao Mai's disguised buckteeth were knocked out. "You did escape from the slave camp. At that time, I felt that the body did not belong to you."

Zhao Mai squinted his eyes and looked at Taixi'an, but he didn't find that he had murderous intent for the time being, so he drooped his arms and continued to pretend to have no strength, but secretly accumulated strength to let psychic powers flow into his limbs and bones again.

"Masked Alliance, you three are all hiding in my home, trying to cause trouble?" Tai Xi'an shook Zhao Mai around as if he were shaking a doll. "The Witch-King will be happy to meet you and dig up the secrets of the Masked Alliance through you, and I will be rewarded!"

"Hey, stop testing. You know in your heart that the Witch King won't care about these things." Zhao Mai was always ready to counterattack, so he kept using words to attract the attention of the Templar: "And, even if you hand us over Even now, the Witch King can’t find out about the Masked Alliance, because I don’t have any such thing in my mind.”

"I don't believe it." Tai Xi'an shook his head.

"You better believe it."

A slightly hoarse voice sounded from a distance, and then with a few flashes of light, Cotander with white eyebrows rushed over. Taixi'an frowned, put a dagger against Zhao Mai's throat, and looked at the old man sideways. He was dressed in rags, the sleeve of his right hand was empty, and he held an obsidian staff in his left hand. The light of magic gathered at the top of the staff, causing Taisian to feel a terrifying chill.

"Hello, Lord Templar Tessian, the Masked Alliance greets you." Cotander stood still, pointed his staff at Tessian, and a series of questions spewed out: "Don't you feel that your victory before Is it a fluke? Or are you deliberately ignoring my help to you? Why did you turn against me so quickly? How about you let him go first?"

"You are rebels, and what you say is like farts!" Tai Xi'an shook his head. He had thought it strange before that the Minotaur's movements were suddenly full of flaws, so he seized the opportunity to inflict a fatal wound and then cut off its head. Tai Xi'an squinted at the one-armed white-browed old man and understood that it must be this mage who was secretly helping him. But he is a Templar, and the old man is just a traitor to the Masked Alliance, so he will not admit the help he received. "My people are coming. You will be caught in one fell swoop. Why should I listen to you?"

Cotander twitched his beard and said confidently: "Because we can make you survive from a certain death state, because we want to kill the Witch King."

"It's just you? Even this tauren was killed by me in the end. Your skills are not necessarily that good!"

"Without our masked alliance, you would have died at the hands of the tauren. Moreover, don't forget one thing. Only we have enough courage to attack the Witch King, but you will never be able to do this." Cotander looked at him. Very firm, the staff in his hand did not shake at all, and neither did the light of magic. "I said we can do it, and we can definitely do it. Taisian, you are the high-level construction templar of the temple tower. Tell me, don't you have any doubts about the role of that building? Do you really Are you so blind that you want to die for the Witch King?"

When mentioning this matter, Tai Xi'an frowned. After thinking for a moment, he threw Zhao Mai aside and put away the dagger. "What do you know?"

"According to our friends at the construction site, you have sent several groups of people into the temple tower to conduct work called final inspection. However, did the Witch King appear and be very angry? Your people are all dead. What did you find? Yet?"

"Yes, this is abnormal. I looked for the design drawings of the temple tower, but I couldn't find them anymore. The Witch King ordered all the drawings to be destroyed, so there must be secrets hidden there." Taisian looked at Cotander. For the first time, the Witch-King's Templars and Tyr's Masked Alliance had some common interests. "I think we should have an honest talk."

"The evil Witch King wants the entire city of Tire to provide him with magic power. He wants to drain everything, starting from the arena." Cotander said: "The only way to stop him is to assassinate him before he completes everything. "

"You can't do it." Taisian's biggest worry was confirmed by the enemy, but he remained calm and shook his head calmly: "Even if you add me, you can't complete the assassination. The Witch King is too powerful. No, there is no power to penetrate its mental barrier and magic barrier, you can’t hurt it at all.”

"When he starts to absorb, these two barriers must be opened to let the energy in. At that time, he is not invincible." Cotander said: "It is still very difficult, but it is not impossible."

Tai Xi'an pondered for a while, thinking about the feasibility of this. He found that as long as he was careful not to let the Witch King read his memory, it would be beneficial to him. After thinking about it carefully, he found that if the Witch King decided to read his memory, no matter whether he really betrayed the Witch King or not, he would not be able to save his memory at that time. Therefore, he has no reason to stop the Masked Alliance. After a while, he finally nodded and said, "What do you want me to do?"

"You control the defenders of the arena that day and let them assist our operations."

"I can keep them from interfering, but I can't let them act with you. I can't take action unless the Witch King is sure to be dead. Moreover, as long as the Witch King gives a clear order, I will still carry it out."

Cotander nodded: "Okay, you just need to let our people enter the arena. If you want to hedge your bets, you will make money no matter where you succeed. I would think so too. But in the end You will find that cooperation with us is your only way to survive. The Witch King's side is a dead end."

"This is just what you said." Tai Xi'an was still stubborn.

"Do you think a dragon needs your service?" Cotander said: "He will transform into a dragon, use death to accumulate his power, and bring about the destruction of the entire earth starting from the city of Tire."

Tessian stared at Cotander and said nothing for a while. His heart was beating very fast, and through his psychic powers, he predicted that this scene was likely to happen. Just as animals sense disaster, sorcerers sense the future. The word dragon undoubtedly touched Tai Xi'an, and he said: "I won't disturb you." Then he hurried away.

Cotander also breathed a sigh of relief and came over to check on Zhao Mai's condition. Zhao Mai didn't pretend to be dead anymore, climbed up shakily, and dragged Ricas and Butcher together with the old man, and then woke up Satiri, who was still in a coma.

As the paralysis gradually wore off, everyone asked about Cotander's condition, especially his missing hand. The old man smiled: "The halflings ate it, and the team that was sent before became their delicious meal. But I finally completed the mission and brought the weapon. But that thing will suppress All the spells and psychic powers, I can't fight with it. Let's pack it up and I'll take you to see it."

"Taixian said he still has reinforcements," Zhao Mai thought for a while and said, "Is it a lie?"

"Well, there is no one outside, and even if there are reinforcements, they can't get in." Cotander nodded.

"You guys go first, I want to see the body of the tauren." Zhao Mai frowned tightly: "I think there is still something wrong..."