102 Human base camp! ( Third update, please accept the ticket)

All the way forward, the man in black has been knocking on things about the Death Knight and trying to find flaws in Zhou Feng's words. However, although the earth's civilization is not as strong as these advanced magic planes, it is obviously much more advanced in terms of human control and intrigue. So after two hours of testing, the man in black finally only got some of the most basic news. But Zhou Feng almost put out the information of the man in black.

The name of the man in black is Mook. Of course, this is only his abbreviation, but as for his full name, he doesn't say a word. The real name is also an extremely powerful force in the magical world. If the enemy knows your name, he can use some kind of spell or prop to harass you, attack you or even kill you. However, except for the name, Mook's other information has been almost explored by Zhou Feng. He is a shadow assassin who has just advanced to the third level, good at assassination, assault and concealment. It is also because of the characteristics of his profession that the so-called General Assamud made him the leader of the search and rescue team. After all, a powerful assassin is often a powerful hunter, and finding people is also one of their compulsory tasks.

As for General Asamoed, he is the strongest in the whole army, with the strength of up to the fourth-level elite level. And because the strong people in the higher plane can get the news before entering the god and demon training ground, there are also 30,000 elite soldiers from his direct line who came to the god and demon training ground with General Asamoed. The strong strength and the large number of troops made General Asamod a well-deserved leader of the coalition army.

This is also why the existence of high planes can often use the god and demon training field as a place to sharpen their strength to break through the bottleneck, because they can enter the god and demon training field after making all preparations. And unlike people with lower planes, the strong men with their own protection of gods and demons can leave the training ground and return to the original plane at a certain price after every battle of gods and demons. And the existence of low planes, not to mention that they don't have this opportunity, even if there is, it is difficult for them to survive on the battlefield of gods and demons.

However, this does not mean that the magic training ground is a very safe place for the high-level strong, because although General Asamoed is powerful, the general of the other side's undead is equally strong and terrible. Under such a close battle, Asamod is also very likely to fall into this fog. If it hadn't been for his longevity, he would not have come here desperately to find a breakthrough opportunity and rely on the god and demon system to continue his life.

There is no absolute equality in the world. For the magic training ground, the same high fatality rate is already the most equal thing.

After two hours of travel, Zhou Feng and Muk finally returned to the human base camp. Unlike the shabby camp that Zhou Feng thought at the beginning, the human base camp is like a huge castle built after hundreds of years of hard work. This base not only has a huge wall nearly 30 meters high, but also has countless primitive giant crossbows above the wall. However, although these giant crossbows look very backward, the flashing magic light on them reveals their nature as magic weapons. Even with Zhou Feng's current physique, it will never be better if he is bombarded by this huge crossbow without preparation.

"Don't be surprised, we have only been here for a few days."

Looking at Zhou Feng's surprised expression, Mook smiled and said, "This is all the power of magic. There is a magic group under General Assamud's command, and this wall has been shaped and reinforced by earth magicians."

In a simple chat, Mook learned that Zhou Feng came from the low plane, and it was precisely because of this news that he took a higher look at Zhou Feng. A low-class civilized native who can grow from cannon fodder to a third-order strong in just a few days, such a person, in addition to his own strength and perseverance, often means that he has enviable good luck. And it was for this reason that Mook dispelled his evil thoughts about Zhou Feng and turned to have a relationship with Zhou Feng.

Because although luck seems to be illusory, it is definitely an important factor that determines life and death in the magic training field. Even Mook himself has seen many powerful people die at the hands of those who are far less powerful than them, which is luck. Therefore, it is undoubtedly an act of seeking a dead end to be an enemy with a person who is stronger than himself and far better luck than himself.

"The power of magic..."

Hearing Mook's words, Zhou Feng slowly fell into meditation. In his opinion, the power of magic is too powerful. Since a third-order elite creature can explode a pseudo-forbidden spell scroll, it should mean that the power and value of the pseudo-forbidden spell scroll should be between the third and fourth level. However, as he can see, whether it is the death of the pseudo-forbidden spell or the eruption of the pseudo-forbidden spell volcano, the power is terrible, completely exceeding the power of the class.

"The power of magic is indeed strong, but it is also very dangerous."

As if to see Zhou Feng's doubts, Mook said as he walked, " Unlike our martial arts practitioners, those magicians need more time to meditate and practice. And magic requires singing and preparation time, and high-level magic even requires magic arrays and various rare props. Unless they are children of a big family, few people usually choose to practice magic. After all, even if he is a third-order magician, once he encounters other martial arts professions head-on, he is very likely to be killed by the martial arts profession before releasing magic.

At this point, Mu Ke shrugged his shoulders and said, "Of course, the children of those big families are usually protected by martial arts or soldiers. If they don't have all kinds of magic props to protect themselves, so if you meet a powerful magician, it's better not to fight. After all, you never know what the magician's next card is!"

"Sure enough, magicians are all rich second generation..."

Hearing Mook's words, Zhou Feng suddenly remembered the battle between Aidsa and the Death Knight. If it weren't for the fountain of life, if it weren't for the protective ring, if it weren't for the arrow of alchemy, Edessa and Hathaway were not even qualified to compete head-on with the Death Knight. However, relying on these treasures and their soldiers, the two of them actually killed the death knights. I have to say that no matter which plane the rich second generation is, it is an indeable existence.

Woo-woo-woo!

Just after Zhou Feng and Mook had just entered the huge base, a heavy horn sounded from a distance. As the horn became louder and louder, the gate of the base began to close slowly, and even the magic crossbow on the wall began to string up the arrows under the work of the crossbowmen. For a moment, the originally harmonious base suddenly entered a state of alert.

"Damn it, it's those hateful bastards again!"

Hearing the heavy horn, Mook's face suddenly changed, and then said in a condensed voice, "Be careful, that's a warning from the sentry. The fog in the fog forest is going to dissipate, and the jungle creatures are going to attack us."

"Jungle creatures? Aren't they afraid of death?"

Hearing Mook's words, Zhou Feng's face also became solemn. He remembers that after the border army of Fangchenggang bombarded a flaming snake man, other jungle creatures no longer attacked large-scale human bases.

"It's just like we need to kill the undead and jungle creatures to improve their strength. Jungle creatures also need to devour the undead and us to make themselves stronger. It's just that they obviously like our taste more than the stinky undead.

Listening to the louder and louder horn, Mook took a deep breath and said with a serious face, "Snake Teeth, I know you are eager for strength. But in this magic training ground, you can only get what you want if you show your value, so if you want to get more power, then fight well later and let everyone see whether you are qualified or not!"

"Is strength equal to power?"

Hearing Mook's words, Zhou Feng suddenly turned his mouth, and then said confidently, "Don't worry, I will prove that I am qualified!"

After devouring the Death Knight, although Zhou Feng's current surface strength is only in the third level, both his bloodline ability and magic ability can make him instantly have the strength of the third-order elite level or even the semi-lord level. So he decided to use his own strength to gain his own power, as Muk suggested!

PS: The third update is presented, and there is another update. I will stay at my grandmother's house to accompany her these two days, so I'm not sure about the update time, but at least two updates a day, and it will be four updates if it breaks out. The last two days of the new book period are over. I hope you guys can push it again and try to make it colder!