As we walked forward, the man in black robe kept beating about the Death Knight and tried to find flaws in Zhou Feng's words. However, although the earth's civilization is not as strong as these high-level magic planes, it is obviously much more advanced in terms of mastery of human hearts and intrigues. So after two hours of temptation, the man in black robe finally only got some basic news. However, Zhou Feng almost collected all the information about the man in black robe.

The name of the man in black robe is Muke, of course, this is just his abbreviation, but he doesn't mention the full name. In the magic world, the real name is also an extremely powerful force. If the enemy knows your name, he can use some kind of spell or props to harass you, attack you, or even kill you. However, except for the name, Muke's other information has been almost discovered by Zhou Feng. He is a shadow assassin who has just advanced to the third level, good at assassination, assault and concealment. It is precisely because of his profession that the so-called General Assamod 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 lessons.

As for General Assamod, he is the strongest in the entire army and has the strength of up to the fourth-level elite level. Moreover, since strong people in higher planes can get news before entering the training ground of gods and demons, 30,000 elite soldiers from his direct line were also brought to the training ground of gods and demons with General Assamod. His strong strength and a large number of troops made General Assamod a well-deserved leader of the coalition.

This is also why the existence of high-level planes can often treat the training ground of gods and demons as a place to hone their own strength and break through the bottleneck, because they can enter the training ground of gods and demons after making all preparations. Moreover, unlike people in low-level planes, high-level plane strong people who have their own protection can pay a certain price to leave the training ground and return to the original plane after experiencing a battlefield of gods and demons. For the existence of low-level planes, let alone they do not have this opportunity. Even if there is ordinary people, it will be difficult for them to survive the battlefield of gods and demons.

However, this does not mean that for the high-level powerful people, the magic training ground is a very safe place, because although General Assamod is powerful, the generals of the undead tribe of the opponent are equally strong and terrible. In such a even-match battle, Assamod is also very likely to fall in this foggy forest. If it weren't for his lifespan, he could only find opportunities to break through and rely on the magic and demon system to continue his life, and he wouldn't have come here to fight desperately.

There is no absolute equality in the world. For the training ground of gods and demons, the same high mortality rate is already the most equal thing.

After two hours of travel, Zhou Feng and Muke finally returned to the human base camp. Unlike the simple camp that Zhou Feng thought at the beginning, the human base camp was like a giant castle built after hundreds of years of hard work. This base not only has a huge wall that is nearly thirty meters high, but also countless primitive giant crossbows are placed above the city wall. However, although these giant crossbows look very backward, the flashing magic light on it reveals the essence of their magic weapons. Even with Zhou Feng's current physique, it would definitely not be a good idea if he was bombarded by this giant crossbow without any preparation.

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

Looking at Zhou Feng's surprised expression, Muke smiled slightly and said, "This is all the power of magic. General Assamod has a magical corps under his command. The city walls are shaped and reinforced by earth-based magicians."

In a simple chat, Muke learned that Zhou Feng was from a low-level plane, and it was precisely because of this news that he took a higher look at Zhou Feng. A low-level civilized native who could grow from cannon fodder to a third-level strong man in just a few days. In addition to the factors of his own strength and perseverance, such a person often means that he has enviable good luck. This is why Muke dispelled his evil thoughts about Zhou Feng and instead formed a relationship with Zhou Feng.

Because although luck seems illusory, it is definitely an important factor in life and death in the training ground of gods and demons. Even Muke himself has seen many powerful people die at the hands of those who are far inferior to them, which is luck. Therefore, being an enemy with someone stronger than himself and luck is far better than himself is undoubtedly a self-defeating act.

"The power of magic..."

Hearing Muke's words, Zhou Feng slowly fell into deep thought. In his opinion, the power of magic was too powerful. Since a third-level elite creature could explode a fake forbidden spell scroll, it should mean that the power and value of the fake forbidden spell scroll should be between level three and level four. However, as he saw, whether it was the death and withering of the fake forbidden spell or the eruption of the fake forbidden spell, it was terrible, and completely exceeded the power that this class should have.

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

As if he saw Zhou Feng's doubts, Muke said as he walked: "Unlike us who practice martial arts, those magicians need more time to meditate and practice. Moreover, magic requires time to chant and prepare, and advanced magic even requires magic arrays and various rare props. Unless they are children of a large family, few people generally choose to practice magic. After all, even a third-level magician will face other martial arts professions head-on and have a high possibility of being killed by the martial arts profession before releasing magic."

Speaking of this, Muke shrugged and said, "Of course, the children of those big families generally have entourages or soldiers who are from martial arts professions. If they weren't protected by various magic props, it would be better if they met a powerful magician without fighting or not. After all, you will never know what the magician's next trump card is!"

"As it true that magicians are all rich second generations..."

Upon hearing Muke's words, Zhou Feng suddenly remembered the battle between Edessa and the Death Knight. If there wasn't a Spring of Life, if there was a protective ring, if there was an alchemy arrow, Edessa and Hathaway wouldn't even have the qualification to compete with the Death Knight head-on. However, relying on these treasures and their soldiers, the two of them actually tortured the Death Knight to death. This has to be said that no matter which plane the rich second generation is in, they cannot be offended.

Woo--Woo--Woo-Woo!

Just after Zhou Feng and Muke entered the huge base, heavy sounds of horns also sounded from a distance. As the sound of horns became louder, the gate of the base began to slowly close, and even the magic giant crossbow on the city wall began to mount the strings and raise arrows under the work of the crossbow soldiers. For a moment, the originally harmonious base suddenly entered a state of alert.

"Damn it, that group of abominable bastards again!"

Hearing the heavy horn sound, Muke's face changed suddenly, and then he said in a cold voice: "Be careful, that is the warning issued by the sentry. The fog in the Mist Forest is about to dissipate, and the jungle creatures are about to start attacking us."

"Jungle creatures? Are they not afraid of death?"

Hearing Muke's words, Zhou Feng's face also became serious. He remembered that after the Fangchenggang border army killed a Fiery Snake Man, other jungle creatures stopped attacking large-scale human bases.

"Just as if we need to kill undead and jungle creatures to improve our strength, jungle creatures also need to devour undead and us to make ourselves stronger. However, compared with the smelly undead, they obviously like our taste more."

Listening to the increasingly loud horn sound, Muke took a deep breath, and then said with a serious face: "Snake Tooth, I know you desire strength and strength. But in this magical training ground, you will get what you want only if you show your value. So if you want to get greater power, then fight well later to let everyone see if you have the qualifications!"

"Is strength equal to power?"

Hearing Muke's words, Zhou Feng's mouth suddenly curled up, and then said confidently: "Don't worry, I will prove that I have this qualification!"

After devouring the Death Knight, Zhou Feng's current superficial strength is only above the third level, both bloodline and magical abilities can instantly have the strength of the third level elite or even semi-lord level. So he decided to use his own strength to gain the power that should belong to him, as Muke suggested!
Chapter completed!