After an hour's rapid march along the avenue, the mechanical army commanded by Yang Feng appeared directly in front of the Black City.
At this time, the Black City has entered a state of battle, the gates are closed, and soldiers are patrolling on the walls at all times.
Yang Feng's mechanical officer had just appeared below the Black City, and a team of soldiers quickly came to the various posts in the Black City, watching Yang Feng and his party very vigilantly from a distance.
A strange light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes: "What a quick response! There were obviously no scouts and scouts along the way, and they were able to react so quickly. The warlock's methods are really powerful."
Yang Feng sent a micro-satellite to monitor the Black City. Not long after he left with his mechanical legion, the Black City had already reacted, and countless soldiers arrived at their posts in an orderly manner, ready to fight.
The warlock tower in the center of the black city burst out with a hint of light.
A white cloud was directly attracted from the air by the mysterious power, and fell on the top of the black city to form a figure wearing a black robe with a silver line on the cuffs.
Bonnie stared at Yang Feng in the mechanical legion and said solemnly: "I am Boni, the owner of the black hut. What do you call the owner of this alchemy puppet legion?"
"I am Yang Ye, the Lord of Steel!" Yang Feng changed into another person's appearance, and said slowly, looking at Pony in the sky.
There are countless secrets in the world of warlocks! Some of the weird curses can even curse a person through his name. That kind of curse on people by name is not powerful, and a powerful first-level warlock like Pawnee can easily resist it. However, Yang Feng's body is just the attribute of a waste material earth person, and he has no curse resistance. Once he is cursed, he will be dead, and he does not dare to give out his real name casually.
Boni coldly said: "Yang Ye, Lord of Steel, our Black House has no grievances against you. Why do you want to attack us? Our Black House has been friends with the Feendro family for generations. The rank warlock sits in town and also has a close relationship with the Antalya Warlock Academy. When you attack our Black Hut, you are enemies of the Feendro Family and Antalya Warlock Academy!"
"Antalya Warlock Academy?" Yang Feng frowned slightly and began to recall the memories he had read from the minds of those warlock apprentices.
In the Durandot subcontinent, the warlock controls everything. Most of the royal clans of all empires and principalities are controlled by sorcerer families. Behind the Duchy of Feendro is the Warlock family, the Feendro family, in control. It is said that there is a powerful second-level warlock in the Feendro family.
The voice of No. 3796 resounded in Yang Feng's mind: "Antalya Warlock Academy, White Elephant Fang, Righteous Eye, Rose Garden, Wild Claw, Black Dragon Tower are the strongest in the Durandot subcontinent. Six great warlock groups. According to legend, these six forces all have great warlocks."
Yang Feng just glanced at the memories of those apprentices of warlocks, and couldn't use them flexibly. Only No. 3796, the super brain, can easily gather all the information he needs.
"Why are you attacking your black hut?" A cold light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, and he smiled contemptuously: "If you want to find a reason, there will be more! The biggest reason is that your black hut is blocking my way!"
Yang Feng’s eyes flashed with a murderous cold voice: “If you want to go further on the road of warlocks, you need more resources! I like the resources of the Feendro Principality! Bonnie, if you are. Know the current affairs and surrender to me now, I can give you a good position. Otherwise, you will die here today! As my first stepping stone on the path of a warlock!"
Warlocks are the top supernatural beings in the Durandot subcontinent, and every warlock possesses extraordinary powers. And what attracted Yang Feng the most was that once he became an official first-level warlock, his life span could be extended to two hundred years. The second-level sorcerer can extend the life to 300 years, and the third-level sorcerer can extend the life span to 400 years. Once advanced to become a great warlock, his life span can even reach a thousand years.
It is extremely difficult to become a warlock. The first thing is to have the qualifications for cultivation. Generally speaking, the chances of a sorcerer's offspring being born with a sorcerer's cultivation qualifications are much greater than that of ordinary people. In other words, there is a greater chance of birth among the nobles who possess the qualifications of warlocks. In addition, to practice warlocks, you need to learn a variety of knowledge, each of which is of great value. Ordinary civilians can only embark on the road of warlocks unless they have the cultivation aptitude against the sky, and they have to be lucky enough to be discovered.
Yang Feng's attributes as a waste material earth person, he has no hope for his cultivation aptitude. However, congenital deficiencies can be made up for, and the lack of cultivation qualifications can only be filled with massive resources. With the resource support of the entire Feendro Principality, it is possible for him to advance to become an official first-level warlock.
Pony said coldly: "You will pay for your arrogance and stupidity!"
Yang Feng gave an order with a cold smile: "Offensive!"
The 400 swordsman robots moved suddenly and flew quickly in the direction of the Black City.
"Swamp mud!"
In the sorcerer tower in the center of the black city, Pony pointed towards this side and cast a first-level spell.
A light flashed above the 60-meter-high Warlock Tower, and a powerful and mysterious power fluctuation suddenly shrouded in front of the Black City.
A huge swamp that was three kilometers long and 100 meters wide appeared in front of the black city.
The original first-level spell marsh mud did not have such a terrifying effect, and it was impossible to condense a huge swamp that was three kilometers long and 100 meters wide in an instant. However, under the blessing of the power of the warlock tower, such a miracle can be formed.
There is an accepted truth in the Durandot subcontinent. If there is no absolute power that spans more than two major ranks, don't challenge a warlock in the warlock tower, it will only die in vain.
Facing the swamp that suddenly appeared underfoot, the 400 soldiers fell into the huge swamp less than a few, and were entangled in the mud, sinking slowly and firmly.
The more the 400 mechanical sword soldiers struggled, the faster they would sink. It didn't take long for it to sink completely into the swamp.
Seeing the 400 mechanical sword soldiers sinking into the swamp, all the soldiers on the city wall cheered.
A look of excitement flashed in Yang Feng's eyes and murmured: "Awesome! It's so amazing! This is the power of a warlock! It's so powerful!!"
For Yang Feng, who is determined to set foot on the road of warlocks, the more powerful the warlocks, the more interested he is.