After an hour of marching along the avenue, the mechanical legion commanded by Yang Feng appeared directly in front of the Black City.

At this time, the Black City had entered a state of war. The city gates were closed and soldiers were patrolling on the city walls at all times.

Yang Feng's mechanical officer had just appeared under the Black City, and teams of soldiers quickly came to various posts in Black City, looking at Yang Feng and his party from afar with great vigilance.

A strange light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes: "What a quick reaction! There were no scouts or scouts along the way, but they could react so quickly. The sorcerer's methods were indeed powerful."

Yang Feng sent a miniature satellite to monitor Black City. He had just left with his mechanical legion, and Black City had already reacted. Countless warriors came to his post in an orderly manner and prepared for the battle.

A trace of light suddenly burst out in the Warlock Tower in the center of the Black City.

A white cloud was directly attracted by mysterious power and landed above the Black City to form a Boni figure wearing a black robe with a silver thread on its cuffs.

Boni stared at Yang Feng in the Mechanical Legion and said in a deep voice: "I am Boni, the owner of the Black House. What do you call this alchemy puppet legion?"

"I am Yang Ye, the Lord of Steel!" Yang Feng changed into another person and looked out of the crowd, looking at Boni in the sky and said slowly.

There are countless secret techniques in the world of warlocks! Some of the strange curses can even curse him by a person's name. The curse of a person by name is not powerful, and a powerful first-level warlock like Poni can easily resist it. However, Yang Feng's original body is just a property of a useless earthling, without any curse resistance. Once cursed, he will die, and he will not dare to report his real name casually.

Boni said coldly: "Yang Ye, the Lord of Steel, our Black House has no grudges and no grudges with you, why do you attack us? Our Black House has had a good relationship with the Feinderro family for generations. The Feinderro family not only has a second-level warlock, but also has a close relationship with the Antalya Warlock Academy. If you attack our Black House, you are enemies with the Feinderro family and the 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 Durant subcontinent, warlocks control everything. Most of the royal families of all empires and priests are controlled by warlocks. Behind the Duchy of Fendro is the Ferndro family. It is said that the Ferndro family has an extremely powerful second-level warlock.

The voice of No. 3796 suddenly sounded in Yang Feng's mind: "Antalia Warlock Academy, White Elephant Tooth, Eye of Justice, Rose Garden, Wild Claws, and Black Dragon Tower are the six strongest warlock groups in the Durant subcontinent. According to legend, these six major forces have great warlocks in charge."

Yang Feng just took a rough look at the memories of those warlock apprentices and could not use them flexibly. Only the super intelligent brain, No. 3796, could easily mobilize all kinds of information he needed.

"Why do you want to attack your Black House?" Yang Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he smiled contemptuously: "If you want to find a reason, that's too much! The biggest reason is that your Black House is blocking my way!"

Yang Feng's eyes flashed with a cold murderous intent and said, "If you want to go further on the road of warlocks, you need more resources! I like the resources of the Principality of Feinderro! Boni, if you know the current affairs and submit to me now, I can give you a good position. Otherwise, you will die here today! As my first stepping stone on the road of warlocks!"

Warlocks are the top supernatural beings in the Durant subcontinent, and each warlock has extraordinary power. What attracts Yang Feng the most is that once he becomes a formal first-level warlock, his lifespan can be extended to two hundred years. Second-level warlocks can be extended to three hundred years, and third-level warlocks can be four hundred years. Once he is advanced to a great warlock, his lifespan can even reach one thousand years.

It is extremely difficult to become a sorcerer. First of all, you must have the qualifications to practice. Generally speaking, the chances of the birth of a sorcerer's offspring are much higher than those of ordinary people. In other words, the chances of the birth of a sorcerer's qualifications among the nobles are higher. In addition, practicing sorcerer requires learning a variety of knowledge, and each of them is valuable. Unless the cultivation qualifications of ordinary people are out of heaven and lucky enough to be discovered, they can embark on the path of sorcerer.

As a waste earthling, Yang Feng has no hope for his cultivation qualifications. However, he has the innate deficiency and acquired cultivation qualifications. He can only use a large amount of resources to fill it. With the resource support of the entire Principality of Feindero, he can advance to become a formal first-level sorcerer.

Poney said coldly: "You will pay for your arrogance and stupidity!"

Yang Feng smiled coldly and gave an order: "Attack!"

The 400 swordsman robots suddenly moved and quickly flew towards the direction of Black City.

"Swamp mud!"

In the warlock tower in the center of the Black City, Poney pointed to this side and cast a first-level spell.

A light flashed on the sixty-meter-high warlock tower, and a powerful and mysterious wave of power suddenly enveloped the front of the Black City.

A huge swamp that lasted three kilometers and a hundred meters wide appeared in front of the Black City.

Originally, the first-level magic swamp mud was not so terrifying, and it was impossible to instantly condense a huge swamp that was three kilometers long and hundreds of meters wide. However, with the blessing of the power of the warlock tower, such a miracle could be formed.

There is a recognized truth in the Durant subcontinent. If there is no absolute power that spans more than two large ranks, don’t challenge a warlock who is in the warlock tower, it will only be a waste of death.

Facing the swamp that suddenly appeared under his feet, the 400-biter soldier fell into the huge swamp, entangled by the mud, slowly and firmly calmed down.

The more the 400 mechanics struggled, the faster they sank. Not long after, they completely sank into the swamp.

Watching the 400 mechanical swordsmen sink into the swamp, cheers came from all the soldiers on the city wall.

An 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!!"
Chapter completed!