Sword and Magic and Taxi

Cotander put down his staff and cast a spell with one hand, opening the spell that sealed the secret door. He pushed the door open with his own hands and then led everyone forward. This is a new secret stronghold of the Masked Alliance. Only Cotander knows about it, and it is considered one of the safest places. He hid the Heart Wood Spear here, and then rushed to the underground ruins to rescue Shadili and others.

In the dark room, in the dark compartment, there are two spears about one and a half meters long, wrapped in layers of cloth covered with runes. Cotander opened the cloth, revealing a corner of the spear, which immediately suppressed all magic and psychic powers around him.

This is the halfling's weapon, the Heartwood Spear.

They appear to be two inconspicuous wooden spears, with rough workmanship and inferior materials. There are still some unpolished burrs on the spear shaft. It feels very light in the hand and seems to break as soon as it is broken.

The Heartwood Spear can penetrate all magic and psychic barriers, and the person holding it will not be harmed by magic and psychic powers. Cotander put the obsidian staff aside, because the Heartwood Spear After taking it out, the effect of the staff was also suppressed. After all the talk, the halfling agreed to lend the Heartwood Spear on the condition that he kill the Witch King Karak and prevent him from turning into a dragon.

How did the halfling know about Witch King Karak's plan? Zhao Mai felt very strange.

They have their own methods, which I don't understand at all. In fact, it was only after the halfling told me about transforming into a dragon that I connected all of Karak's actions and clues. Cotander said to Xinmu. The spear was handed over to Butcher and Ricas: You two are going to the arena, so I leave it to you to use. Both Satiri and Mike recommended you to me, and I have also weighed it. You are indeed our best hope. and the best choice.”

You are right to do this. Butcher took the spear in his hand and turned it around twice. Hey, you know, there is no more psychic noise in my ears, and the world has become so peaceful.

Zhao Mai asked for the Wooden Spear from Likas and felt the suppression of the surrounding forces by this weapon. The paths for psychic powers to enter and exit are blocked, and so must be the case for magical energy. However, although the natural force is suppressed, it can still function. He was about to try casting a Druid spell, but suddenly thought of the Blasphemer and the Blasphemy Energy Vortex, and held back.

Zhao Mai clearly remembered how Cotander reprimanded Satiri for excessive use of magic. He was a quite fanatic guardian mage, and he might have a falling out with him over this matter. Zhao Mai returned the Heart Wood Spear to Likas and said, If you two throw it together, the chance of success may be greater.

I'm afraid it's not that simple. Cotander said: The Heartwood Spear is not afraid of magic and psychic powers and can penetrate any armor's defense, but it is still a weapon after all. The Witch King only needs to block others from himself. Just in front of us. Moreover, the Heart Wood Spear cannot infinitely penetrate the magic barrier, and each layer destroyed will also reduce the lethality, so we still need to find a way to remove the magic protection around the Witch King.

Can this be done? The Witch King's spellcasting ability is very strong. Your power...

Actually, most of the barriers will be made by the blasphemer mages. The Witch King will not always do these small things himself, so it is not a big problem. Satiri and I will be responsible for this matter, as long as Taixi'an does not do anything in it. .”

Sadiri looked worried, thinking of the torture the Templars had inflicted on her and the slaves around her. We can't completely trust Taixi'an. His fear of the Witch King may be greater than the fear of death, so he will betray us at any time. With just a word, a look or an inappropriate action, the Witch King may be suspicious. Search Tessian's brain and everything will be revealed.

This matter is very dangerous, but we have no better way. Cotander said: I believe that the cause of justice and freedom will win!

Maybe there are no other ways. Zhao Mai touched his chin, still thinking about the tauren. Originally, only Likas should have thrown one heartwood spear, but now there are two heartwood spears. This must be the fault of the tauren. Why did he do this? Cutting off Likas's arm and producing an extra heartwood spear at the same time, isn't this causing trouble for himself?

Zhao Mai felt that if he could figure this out, then the Minotaur's plan would come to light, and he would be able to seize the chance of victory.

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A few weeks later, Ricas and Butcher walked side by side into the Coliseum on their way to the final. They had their upper bodies naked, wearing only a cloth belt as shorts around their waists, and they were all barefoot. According to the rules of the arena, no weapons are allowed when entering. All gladiators started from the edge of the arena and rushed to the step pyramid set up in the center of the circular venue. The person who successfully reaches the top and pays tribute to the Witch King will be the final winner.

Everyone's weapons were placed at the bottom of the pyramid, scattered in a circle. The Heart Wood Spear was among them. It could be said to be the least noticeable one, especially compared with the swords, guns, swords and halberds that shone with metallic light. However, all the weapons combined are not as eye-catching as Ricas' hand sword. After all, it is the only sharp weapon allowed to be brought into the venue from the beginning.

It was not that there were no other templars who had objections to Taisian's favoritism, but these complaints quickly disappeared in the ears of the Witch King like snow in the desert. In fact, Taixi'an knew that even if the masked alliance held high flags and marched into the competition venue, let alone slaves entering with swords, they would not attract much attention from the Karak Witch King. The King of Tire, who had a haggard face and looked more and more like a reptile, had turned all his energy away from worldly things and only cared about his temple tower.

Every day he walked out of the Great Pyramid where he lived and went to the Temple Tower to check it out, and no one was allowed to follow him. Taixi'an always waited at the entrance and exit of the temple tower, lowering his head and looking at the Witch King with the corner of his eye. He captures a sense of excitement and greed, a part of the Witch-King's emotions that he rarely reveals. At that time, Taisian fully understood that the so-called power and the so-called city of Tire were things that could be discarded by the Witch King, and only power was eternal.

Only power is eternal, Taisian kept saying to himself. Only in this way could he suppress his nervousness and stand next to the Witch King with a serious face and meticulous attention to detail. Their position is on a protruding platform on the west side of the large arena, with dragon-shaped eaves above their heads, so that they can avoid direct sunlight when the competition starts in the afternoon. Moreover, this position can face the temple tower to the east of the arena. The Witch King's eyes mostly stay on that magic masterpiece.

Tessian, my high-ranking templar, I am very satisfied with your recent service. The Witch King scanned the audience in the arena, licked his lips, and said slowly: You know who is sitting below? How many people are there?”

All seats are full, 23,000 people in total.

Well, how many people did you send to maintain order?

All the Templars and half of the City Guards. Taisian bent over hard and lowered his head, feeling a chill on his exposed neck, which was a very rare feeling in his life. When was the last time? Tessian forced his thoughts to drift away from the keywords of Masked Alliance, Assassination, and Temple Tower. Oh, right, Tessian remembered. That was when I was a child, still learning psychic powers from my teacher. A group of desert bandits attempted to attack the city of Tire, causing the displeasure of the Witch King Karak. He cast magic, covering the entire sky, and rained down red lightning that burned all attackers to charcoal. At that time, he had an idea: in front of the Witch King, a person's magic and psychic powers were meaningless. Only climbing the ladder of power was his lifelong pursuit.

His lips moved and he almost told everything. 'Perhaps the Witch-King will forgive me and reward my loyalty. ’

The Witch King sat on a tall pure gold throne, holding his chin and looking at the crowd under the platform. He waved his hand as if dismissing a fly: Taixian, you don't need to be here anymore. When the competition starts, go and ask your people to seal the door.

Taixi'an took a deep breath, closed his mouth, lowered his head, and walked out backwards.