Sword and Magic and Taxi

The city of Yurik is built on the mountainside of a towering mountain, overlooking the crater of an extinct volcano. This mountain and this volcano were the result of the battle between Hamana and the former Fighter of Rajat Mairang. Humana built his castle at the highest position, and deliberately used eight towers designed side by side to make the castle look like a throne. He was on the throne, looking at his territory with satisfaction and enjoying the worship of all the people.

Each Witch-King has his own way of ruling. Kharak relied on the loyal and efficient Templar Order, while Hamana claimed to be a servant of the true God, a natural ruler and teacher, granted the throne by the gods. Unlike the templars of Tyr, who use more magic and psychic powers, the city-state of Ulric has more priests who use elemental magic. Humana manages the entrances and exits to the elemental plane, and these priests can only exert their divine power if they pay devotion to him. Therefore, on the surface, Hamana seems to have the ability to bestow divine magic.

Zhao Mai has been the god of Arda and Golarion, and can see through the tricks at a glance. There are also three, six or nine levels of gods. Those gods that rely on believers to maintain their power. To put it bluntly, they are too far out of touch with the rules of the world and have not been able to complete the integration at all. However, in Humana's update, although there are believers, they will not gain power from the prayers of believers at all. To say that God is not qualified at all, it is more appropriate to add a stick.

There is no true god in Atas, allowing these magicians to take advantage of the loophole. In order to establish a stable rule, in addition to cheating, it is natural to kill. Those who disobey will be killed, those who make mistakes will be killed, and even when nothing happens, they will still be killed to scare the monkeys. In the crater, countless skeletons and skeletons were piled into pointed mountains, silently telling the power and cruelty of the rulers here.

Flesh and blood are precious and cannot be wasted. The terrible city of Ulric is an efficient slaughterhouse. Prey, livestock, old and erring slaves are all hung on stone hooks, waiting to be dismembered. Of course the dead one didn't move, and the one who was still alive didn't even dare to moan, let alone struggle. They have been instilled with the idea that those who cause trouble will suffer longer and more cruel torture, which is more terrible than death.

Praise the power of God. The fire of your life was ignited by God. Only with the blessing of God can you be born and have your own consciousness. Therefore, you belong to God, both body and soul. Pay for this life Through labor, loyalty and flesh, the soul will be rewarded with rest and the gods. Starting from the foot of the mountain, there is Pastor Ulric preaching these things, over and over again, so that lies can become truth. God's thoughts are too profound for mortals to have direct contact with. Relying on the loyal and wise Witch-King of Hamana, we can understand their inconveniences. Obedience brings peace, sacrifice brings pleasure, and the suffering of the present is the blessing of the future...

THE·CHE transformed into a tracked vehicle pulled by a round beetle, and Zhao Mai was the driver. The preaching of these pastors has the magical power to confuse people's hearts and constantly penetrates into other people's ears. Zhao Mai waved his hand, used his psychic powers to prop up the filtering barrier, and organized them to influence his companions. Remember, any guy who says he's good to you and then kills you and enjoys your flesh and blood is a liar and a bastard.

We know, you don't need to tell us. Tyrion covered his nose with a handkerchief, but the smell of death and pain still penetrated his nose. Boss, have you seen enough? If we want to fight, we can at least seal up the car and the air will be better. If we don't want to fight, how about we leave now?

Xiaohua slapped Tyrion on the head: You are the only one who talks nonsense! If Zhao Mai watches for a while, he will know more information and be more confident. What are you urging!

Actually, the boss has already made a decision in his heart. He either doesn't know or won't let it go. Tyrion pinched his nose, pointed at Zhao Mai and said: Look, he has defined Humana as a liar and a bastard. Well, the next step is the dead body.”

Zhao Mai shook his head, jumped down from the coachman's seat, and came to the carriage. I didn't come to you to ask you to analyze me. Now that I have seen this city, what methods do you think can be used to reduce the harm suffered by ordinary people?

Humannar must die, and his priests must be eliminated as much as possible. Then you have to send a strong army and enough officials to maintain order in the city, and then you have to fight with the powerful people who have control of local resources. Only through negotiation can the transition be smooth. Tyrion blinked: Unless you are willing to wait, you can't do the following. In my opinion, Humana is not a god, and neither are you. It is better to believe in people. The desire to survive and one's own ability. The current situation reminds me of the difficult question Duojian asked me: for an unmanned car, either ignore it and let it go down the road and kill five people, or turn it around. Let it run over a man and kill him.

Zhao Mai blinked and asked with interest: How do you choose?

Tyrion snorted: I will make it change direction. And, now that I have done this, I will do it thoroughly. Whoever released the car, who set up this scene, I am the only one who set it up. Find them all, behead them where they should be beheaded, and hang them where they should be hanged. There are always causes and effects in this world. The possibilities that have not happened never judge people. Only the completed past can determine People are responsible for their sins. I am a small person, so I can’t save everyone, and I can’t do all the kindness, but I will never take the blame for others! Every wrong has its owner, and so does its debt. I was born a dwarf, but I was not born a sinner.

Zhao Mai laughed and gave Tyrion a thumbs up. He then took out his cell phone and clicked twice, and the taxi returned to its original state, protecting everyone within it. Dogian, take care of them, I'm going to fight.

Come back after you win. Duojian smiled. Satiri warned: Don't fight in crowded places. It's always better to kill as few poor slaves as possible.

Zhao Mai looked at Xiaohua, Don't you have anything to say?

Xiaohua blinked her eyes and tried hard to hold back a sentence: Be more handsome... Don't let that Witch King run away, otherwise it will be very troublesome. Well, that's about all I can say. Duojian pulled Xiao Hua over and held him in his arms, and kept asking: What does it mean to be handsome? Why are you blushing! You are so cute!

Woof! The reserve grain also joined in the fun and howled in front of Zhao Mai.

The windows were rolled up and the entire car was closed. Although the indestructible attribute is an advertising slogan, and Zhao Mai spent a lot of money to repair the car, as long as the power of rules and the will of the world are not involved, the car is actually quite strong. Besides, if the scale of the battle escalates, the car can also burrow underground and use the earth as a shield.

The deformed car attracted the attention of the preaching pastor. He shook the holy emblem composed of three 6s in his hand, shook his head and walked towards Zhao Mai. You have mercy from God...

How off-putting. Zhao Mai punched him and the man disappeared.