Yudola had another important task in coming to the Black City this time, which was to peep into the reality of the Black City. Under the prying eyes of the warlock, all the sights within a radius of a radius fell into Yudola's eyes.
At this time, the entire Black City is still in the stage of transformation, and every street is built with a permanent defensive fortress. Above the permanent defensive fortress are three anti-aircraft guns, three flat-fire machine guns, a multiple rocket launcher, and a six-stop 12.7 mm heavy machine gun.
The entire Black City is like a huge war fortress with all kinds of gun muzzles. Yudola's scalp felt a little numb.
With Yudola's strength, a machine gun couldn't hurt him at all. But if a hundred or a thousand machine guns fired at the same time, if he did not escape, he would be blasted to pieces.
While observing the entire black city through the eyes of the warlock, Yudola meditated in his heart: "If your Excellency does not take action, it will be difficult for the bloody hand to take the black city even if it is led by the bloody hand. It seems that the Lord of Steel has indeed obtained part of the inheritance of the Mechanical Puppet Legion from the Sixth Dynasty."
Across the streets, the two of Yudola entered the Warlock Tower and went directly to a hall on the third floor of the Warlock Tower.
"I am Yang Ye, the Lord of Steel! Yudola, welcome your visit. Please sit down." A burly man dressed in artificial human skin and a liquid metal robot with artificial eyes sat on the main seat facing Yudola. Smiled slightly.
Standing beside Yang Ye were eight level 7 main battle robots, four level 7 swordsmen, two level 7 pikemen, and two level 7 shield soldiers.
The full defense of the eight 7-level combat robots was enough to allow Yang Ye to quickly escape from the scene when he was attacked. The eight 7-level combat robots were originally giant combat robots with a height of five or six meters, just to allow them to move freely in the Warlock Tower. When they were built, they were directly reduced to a 3-meter form. As a result, their combat effectiveness has been weakened a lot, but they still have the terrifying power to kill level 7 creatures.
Yudola directly took out the agreed contract and handed it to Allen: "Hello, Yang Ye! I am Yudola from the Antalya Warlock Academy. I am very happy to see you, this is us If there is no problem with the contract document agreed between, please sign it."
Allen stepped forward and handed the contract document to Yang Ye.
Yang Ye read the contract document carefully, and only after not seeing any loopholes did he sign his name on it.
"Udora, how do you look at the two mechanical puppets?" Yang Ye waved, and the two 7th-level swordsmen immediately walked to the center of the hall.
Yudola looked at the two 7th-level swordsmen carefully.
The two 7th-level swordsmen are not in human form, but in the shape of a human upper body, but with eight arms. Each arm is equipped with a long alloy knife. Its head has compound eyes like countless insects, and A blood bowl full of jagged mouths, and its lower body is in the form of a beast like a tiger, with an extremely sharp tail, like a sharp spear.
Yang Feng snapped his fingers, and the two 7th-level swordsmen immediately moved their bodies, fighting frantically.
when! when! when! when!
The sound of extremely ear-piercing metal clashes crazily reverberated in this area, and the two 7th-level swordsmen fought together like the most brutal mechanical beasts, doing everything they could, dazzling people.
"What a strong mechanical puppet! The combat effectiveness of these two mechanical puppets is already comparable to that of a warlock of the top level!" Yudola watched the battle of the two 7th-level swordsmen, a solemn color flashed in his eyes.
After more than ten seconds of fierce fighting, Yang Feng tapped both hands, and the two level 7 mechanical sword soldiers immediately stopped fighting and stood still.
Yang Ye, who was incarnation of Yang Feng, looked at Yudola with a smile.
Yudola slowly said: "Very powerful! The combat effectiveness of these two mechanical puppets is already comparable to that of a warlock of the highest level."
Yang Feng smiled and said, "How about I give you these two mechanical puppets?"
Yudola pondered for a while, and said decisively: "Okay! But what do you need me to do for you?"
Two mechanical puppets with combat power comparable to the first-level pinnacle warlock are also very useful to the second-class warlock Yudola. This kind of mechanical puppet couldn't be more convenient when dealing with a large number of enemies and exploring some dangerous areas.
Yang Ye, who was incarnation of Yang Feng, smiled slightly, tapped his hands, and the deity walked out slowly from the side.
Yang Feng, the incarnation of Yang Feng, pointed to his deity Yang Feng slowly and said: "This is my only blood relative, Yang Feng. He wants to practice the way of warlocks, but his talent is too bad. I hope he will be in Antalya Warlock Academy. You can take care of you while practicing in the middle of the world."
Yang Feng pressed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly towards Yudola and said, "I have seen Lord Yudola! I am Yang Feng, the nephew of Lord Yang Ye, Lord of Steel."
Yudola is a genuine second-level warlock, and a second-level warlock from the Antalya Warlock Academy. He is extremely powerful. Yang Feng didn't want to be rude in front of such a powerful warlock.
Yudola turned his head and glanced at Yang Feng, and a faint green light burst out of his eyes, covering Yang Feng completely.
Yang Feng suddenly felt that his body sank and he could barely breathe, move, or think. The whole life was under the control of Yudola. The whole body was trembling violently, and a fear spread from the depths of his heart. It spreads towards the limbs and a hundred corpses.
The horrible feeling lasted for ten seconds before it disappeared, and Yang Feng was already wet with sweat, panting heavily, his legs trembled, and the color of fear flashed in his eyes.
Yang Feng's heart was full of trembling and fear: "So strong! Is this a second-level warlock? It's so powerful!! It's a transcendent creature beyond mortals! Only when you really face them, you can deeply feel their horror. "
Yudola frowned, and he pondered for a while before slowly saying: "Yang Ye, your nephew's soul talent is only lower than level 1. With such a soul talent, it is very difficult even to become a warlock apprentice, let alone become a one. He is an official first-level warlock. Even if he joins the Antalya Warlock Academy, it is difficult to become an official first-class warlock."
Yang Feng's heart sank slightly. Yudola was an orthodox second-level warlock from Antalya warlock. A second-level warlock like Yudola with a strong heritage doesn't know how many times stronger it is than a second-level wandering warlock without inheritance. Now Yudola says that it is very difficult for him to become a first-class warlock, and that is really very difficult.
Yang Feng’s voice is deep and full of determination: "He is my only blood relative and my only relative in this world. No matter what the price, I will make him an official first-level warlock. Magic Blue Enchantress potions can change a person's soul aptitude, so as long as he can be promoted to a first-level warlock, no matter how many bottles of Illusory Blue Enchantress potions, I will get him."