The scorching sun was exposed, the sand was flying, and another opponent fell down. His internal organs kept falling from the opening of his belly, and hitting the sand, making a puff sound, just like...

Maybe nothing is like, I think too much. Butcher left the memory of Kelmanga, took a little step back, and calmed down. A Moor man - not Rikas - thought he had an opportunity to take advantage of it, lowered his body and rushed towards Butcher.

"I'll do it!" Ricas jumped, twisted his body for a whole circle, and his right leg was like a combination of a whip and a pile driver, accurately hitting the head shell of the attacker. More puff sounds came, which was so beautiful.

"Boucher, are you okay!" Ricas approached his comrades and stood back to back: "Wake up quickly, there are only four enemies left."

"I'm fine, the effect of the half-ling's spiritual supernatural power is almost over." Butcher rubbed his nose, then looked at his palms stained with blood. Not long ago, he was hit by the heart of a half-ling slave, and his head was dizzy for a moment. But as his nose continued to bleed, the swollen head felt much more relaxed. Of course, what really made him feel better was the sound of pinching the half-ling's neck with both hands.

"There are only four left." Butcher laughed horriblely and said, "Then let's finish it quickly, otherwise you will soon be hungry." The two rushed out at the same time, like hungry wolves and crazy bears, knocking their opponents overturned.

In the stands in the arena, Tesian was looking at his slaves with satisfaction. Rikas and Butcher were his most satisfied trophy, and each time he could bring him a sense of joy. No pair of slaves could launch a real challenge to them, even if they face five times the enemy, they could win. The high-level templars couldn't help but start to fantasize that when "one of them" won the final victory, they knelt in front of the Witch King Karak and asked him to make himself a lifelong templar and then become one of the guards, such glory would shock the entire city of Tyr.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then it quickly covered it up. After waved, there would naturally be servants coming to obey the order. "Give them extra meals, and then go and find two and a half-elf female slaves to send them over. Remember, you must be clean and check them carefully. And it's only this night. I don't want my warriors to play too much, causing any problems."

The servant retreated, and Tesian felt that he had put enough energy into the slave, so he turned and left. Behind him, the shouts of killing stopped, and Butcher and Ricas won. New scars were added to their bodies, but they were just skin trauma, just burning them with hot sand.

Standing in the shadow of the eaves, Taisian looked at the tall pyramids in Tyr's city from afar and the rising temple tower. There would be his place where he rose, from an ordinary high-level tsamurai to the only highest tsamurai. For this purpose, everything else is not important, even including this manor outside the city. Anyway, it will be swallowed up by the sea of ​​sand, so it would be better to exchange more supporters now. The old men in the House are all pedantic and greedy old goods, and only the executive power and the right to prosecutors in their pockets are still attractive. If he wants to become the first tsamurai, the House cannot object. Taisian sighed, and at present they can only make them not object. If he has three more manors, it may be possible to fill their greed and gain approval. However - he comforted himself - in the end he will get more, the losses will be compensated in all aspects.

With a whole purple Templar clothes, adjusting the straps of the armor, he wants to make himself look majestic forever. While tidying up his cloak, his fingers touched the wound again. Four pits of varying depths will always remain on his face, affecting his "perfection". This is a pain that he can't forget, and no one can touch it. Even if a grinding little goblin flatters after joy, "this makes the master look more elegant", he still threw the girl into the millstone and crushed and fed the round shell bug.

The research on the metal spear has reached a dead end, and there is no possibility of hope at all. Tesian feels that the occasional failure in other things is actually to be vigilant and urge him to pay more attention to the expression of his main goal, so he punished the craftsman slave who could not complete the task, and then ordered his subordinates to kill the guy named Mike. His mission has ended, and the work of framing Dogian with the masked alliance has been completed, and it is no point in keeping the alive Mike.

Take a deep breath, the dry sand and the warm sand, this smell penetrates the heart, this is the smell of power. It should be clear tomorrow afternoon. Lord Wu Wang will approve the detailed rules of the Temple Tower Gladiator Competition Organizing Committee submitted by himself, and then hand over the management responsibilities of this grand event to himself. No one can obstruct himself in this matter, and those who can obstruct have been dealt with.

Also, Dogian thought that driving him out of the Temple Tower construction site was a victory and would make him silence. But in fact, it was just a small setback that would only make Tesian work harder. The masked alliance, in many cases, can also be used by those idealists. As long as you monitor closely, guard against, and guide ingeniously, all forces can become your help. Once Dogian falls, who will be the best replacement in the Witch King’s heart? Of course, he is the loyal servant who has just won his favor. This time, killing two birds with one stone is really a perfect action!

"Master, the messenger of the Belik City-State has arrived, and they are waiting for you in the reception room." The servant said carefully.

"Well, you go down, add smoke and water to them, I'll go later." Tesian waved his hand and continued to look at the pyramids of Tyr City, guessing what King Carac's life would look like in the pyramids every day. As for the guests from afar, they should learn to be humble while waiting. They are the first templar of the future, not an ordinary MP or slave owner.

After about an hour, Tessian appeared in front of the merchants in Belik City. He was handsome and elegant, fully demonstrating the style of a manor owner and a templar. Even when he saw the strange honor of the merchants Belik, he did not show any loss of composure.

He was facing a guy with a bull-headed man with strange patterns on his face, and there seemed to be a faint light moving slowly in the patterns. Taixi'an guessed that it might be that some kind of mental power effect was showing, but who always consumed his own mental power without any trouble?

The Taurus said in a very standard Atas word - and with a Tyr accent, exactly the same as Zhao Mai: "Hello, dear High Templar, I am the Taurus from a foreign land, a treasure prospector and weapon merchant."

"Tatha?" Texian thought for a while. It seemed that he had never heard of Atas having such a race. Perhaps it was some kind of combat race left in ancient times like the Mantis. Looking at the Taurus' hands and hooves, and then looking at his powerful body, it was quite suitable for fighting. In my heart, I measured and compared the advantages and disadvantages of the Taurus and the Muer people. Texian felt that the two might be comparable.

"Treasure exploration and weapon merchants, are these two ranks easy to make money now?" Taixian waved his hand and asked the Taurus to sit down so that he would not have to always speak with his head slightly raised. "The only thing Tyr lacks now is more slaves. Haven't you heard that the biggest temple tower competition is going to be held here?"

"Yes, the news of the battle of the temple tower has spread all over the world." The Taurus's words sounded awkward. Maybe he meant "every corner of the desert"? But the Taurus's meaning is not difficult to understand. He continued: "I think the biggest investment should be people, especially a promising Templar. So I chose to help you reach the peak of your destiny, and all I want are gold coins."
Chapter completed!