Sword and Magic and Taxi

The car circled in the air several times and slowly landed. Zhao Mai rolled up the window and stuck his head out to say hello to Tai Xi'an. The king of Tire's face was full of surprise and confusion, and his heart was full of disgust and worry. He coughed twice slightly: Why did you come back so soon, and what happened to your hair? Why does it look like it's on fire?

Time is a strange thing, Zhao Mai said, I don't know how to explain it to you, but I did leave for a long time and made a big circle before coming back.

Then why do you say goodbye solemnly? There are still many things to deal with in Tire City. Why are you tormenting me like this?

Hey! Who bothered you? I didn't notify you to see you off. You came by yourself! Zhao Mai got out of the car in a flash, so fast that Tai Xi'an didn't notice it at all. His sudden appearance in front of Tessian really startled him, and he said in a panic: I am the king of Tire!

I know, I know, you are the king now. Zhao Mai looked at him and patted his shoulders with both hands: Just try your best to be your king, I have to go find other people to play with! Duo Ji'an also said After getting out of the car, Tai Xi'an was startled by his sharp gaze.

You...you're already healed?

Yeah. But there are still some old wounds caused by Karak that have not healed. Do you know who designed to frame me in the first place? Dogian smiled slightly: I think you must know, after all, you are the king now!

I'm going to check whether Karak has any records of this incident, but as you know, the city was in chaos at that time, and the information may have been lost.

Duojian didn't say much, just snorted softly. Afterwards, Xiaohua and Reserve Liang also got out of the car, with Tyrion walking at the back. He kept touching his chest and ears, trying to locate the area denyer armor and language translator. Behind him, the car door closed on its own, then slowly sank into the ground and disappeared.

The time they came back was the time they left, so Zhao Mai knew exactly where Satiri should be. In order to fight for better political power, the slaves in the uprising planned to change the name of the organization because the uprising was over and it was not appropriate to continue to be called the Masked Alliance. Zhao Mai also helped them with several names, including the name of the People's Liberation Army. According to the schedule, they should gather together for a meeting today to finally vote on this matter, and Satiri is also one of them.

But Zhao Mai didn't expect to see Satiri on the street.

After years (?) of not seeing each other, Satiri is still so beautiful. Her long amber hair was tied into a loose braid, and her youthful body was hidden underneath by a breathable and light-blocking white robe. She lowered her head and kicked away the stones at her feet as she walked, exuding a cloudy aura. The cyborg Xiao Wei followed her step by step, throwing pebbles in the direction of her progress from time to time for her to kick.

(*￣U￣*)/Hi! Satiri, why are you unhappy?

Mike! You didn't leave. Why didn't you leave? Why is your head on fire? Satiri panicked, and the power of magic moved according to her wishes. In Atas, water is precious, so Zhao Mai was immediately poured sand down his neck and into his clothes.

Stop, don't get excited, my head is not on fire, this is just a magic effect. Zhao Mai opened his arms and raised his eyebrows. At this time in the past, Satiri would jump in, but this time she looked at Zhao Mai suspiciously.

Why do I think you are different? Who hired you to make fun of me?

It's really me, I can prove it. Zhao Mai said a few words to Satiri through telepathy. Her face turned red for a moment, and then quickly faded. Okay, I believe it. But won't you leave? Do you just want to trick me into having a wild night before we break up? I thought you were leaving. I have been absent-minded today and was scolded by the teacher just now. .You...wuwuwu...

Satiri, whose mouth was blocked, could not say anything. She was surprised to find that her psychic powers and magic had little effect on Zhao Mai. After finally struggling (actually being released), Satiri licked her lips: Strange, why do you smell like this?

It's hard to say that he is still a human being now. Dojian walked over with squinted eyes. Her armor that looked like a high-level templar was very conspicuous, and Dojian, who had been baptized by the earth, unknowingly gained a more confident and kind temperament. Strong spirit. Satili, through magic, we have spent many years in another time and space. It is an instant for you, but it is a long time for us. A lot of things happened during this period, and this Mike of yours burned his body to ashes. Yes, this is the new body he created for himself. Can you accept it?

You turned yourself into a magical creature? Wow, I'm so envious. Satiri got close to Zhao Mai, stretched out her hand to touch and squeeze, and then commented: Except for the flames above the head, which is a bit weird, everything else is the same as before. Both ways, what's unacceptable? Even if you turn yourself into a golem, as long as you're still kind to me in your heart and you can please me, there won't be any difference. Will you become stronger if you change like this? Can you? Give me a set too?

Duojian smiled, she had long known that Satiri would choose this way. Different worlds have different customs, and Atas has a long history of species transformation. The once powerful halfling was once the only intelligent creature in the world. They established a powerful empire, and then created and transformed a large number of species on this planet, giving almost all living things psychic powers. Humans, tauren, mantises, and elves are all local creatures created by halflings based on their knowledge of the multiverse.

The world is always striving to be stronger, even in times of desolation, barrenness and pain. If self-abuse and modification strengthen psychic powers, then fine; if transplant magic and organ surgery strengthen physical bodies, fine. In order to become stronger, even the Witch King has been trying to abandon his old body and transform into an Athas dragon. Zhao Mai's changes are not much different from those.

This method of mine has not been promoted yet. If I use it on you, you will lose your independence and become a part of me. That is not what I want. Zhao Mai hugged Satiri and said, It's good to be back. , this sentence comes from the heart!”

Okay, you two, don't get bored. Tyrion curled his lips: If you want to reminisce about the past, can you avoid me, a poor dwarf who is unfamiliar with this place? And I found out as soon as I came that I had something to do. Just now. That Taisian is a very insidious guy, and the two of you just...how should I say, made him determined to deal with you. Mike, you have to find a place for me to work, right?

Satiri stared at Tyrion with wide eyes, and exclaimed in admiration: You actually asked the halfling to help! And he transformed himself so much! The eyes are different, the back is the same, and what happened to the legs? Did you use a transplant to strengthen it? And on your face, did you cut open your own head and perform surgery on your brain?

Tyrion, these are all compliments, Dogian said.

I suddenly feel that this world is very good! Tyrion laughed.