After an hour of forced marching along the main road, the Mechanical Legion commanded by Yang Feng arrived directly before Black City.
Black City had already entered a state of wartime readiness. Its gates were shut, and warriors patrolled the walls at all times.
The moment Yang Feng's mechanical military officer appeared beneath Black City, squads of warriors swiftly rushed to their respective positions throughout the city, watching Yang Feng's group from afar with extreme vigilance.
A strange gleam flashed through Yang Feng's eyes. "What a fast response! There were clearly no scouts or reconnaissance troops along the way, yet they were able to react so quickly. The methods of warlocks truly are formidable."
Yang Feng had dispatched miniature satellites to monitor Black City. Not long after he led his Mechanical Legion away, Black City had already responded. Countless warriors had calmly and methodically taken up their posts, prepared for battle.
The Wizard Tower at the center of Black City suddenly began to emit threads of light.
A white cloud was drawn down from the sky by a mysterious force. It descended above Black City and condensed into Boni, dressed in black robes with a silver line embroidered around his cuffs.
Boni stared at Yang Feng amid the Mechanical Legion and said in a deep voice, "I am Boni, master of Black Hut. May I ask how the master of this Alchemy Puppet legion is addressed?"
"I am Steel Lord Yang Ye!" Yang Feng transformed into the appearance of another man and stepped out from the crowd, gazing at Boni in the sky as he spoke slowly.
The World of Warlocks contained countless secret arts. Some exceptionally bizarre curse spells could even curse a person through their name alone. Such curses cast through a name were not particularly powerful; a powerful Level-1 Warlock like Boni could easily resist them. But Yang Feng's true body possessed only the attributes of a Trash Earthling, with no resistance to curses whatsoever. If he were cursed, he would certainly die. He did not dare reveal his true name casually.
Boni said coldly, "Steel Lord Yang Ye, Black Hut bears you no grudge. Why do you wish to attack us? Black Hut and the Fein Deluo Family have enjoyed friendly relations for generations. Not only does the Fein Deluo Family have a Level-2 Warlock overseeing it, it also has close ties with the Antalya Warlock Academy. If you attack Black Hut, you will become an enemy of the Fein Deluo Family and an enemy of the Antalya Warlock Academy!"
"Antalya Warlock Academy?" Yang Feng frowned slightly and began recalling the memories he had extracted from the minds of those Wizard Apprentices.
On the Durando Subcontinent, warlocks controlled everything. The royal families of every empire and principality were mostly controlled by warlock lineages. Behind the Fein Deluo Principality stood the Fein Deluo Family, a warlock lineage that controlled it. It was said that the Fein Deluo Family possessed an immensely powerful Level-2 Warlock.
No. 3796's voice suddenly sounded in Yang Feng's mind. "The Antalya Warlock Academy, White Elephant's Fang, Eye of Justice, Rose Garden, Wild Claw, and Black Dragon Tower are the Six Great Warlock Groups of the Durando Subcontinent. According to legend, all six powers have Great Warlocks overseeing them."
Yang Feng had only roughly examined the memories of those Wizard Apprentices and could not make flexible use of them at all. Only No. 3796, this super-intelligent brain, could effortlessly retrieve all manner of information he required.
"Why attack your Black Hut?" A cold glint flashed in Yang Feng's eyes as he smiled disdainfully. "If you want reasons, there are plenty! The biggest reason is that your Black Hut is blocking my path!"
Yang Feng's eyes flickered with an incomparably chilling killing intent as he said icily, "If I want to walk farther down the path of warlocks, I will need more resources! I have set my sights on the resources of the Fein Deluo Principality! Boni, if you know which way the wind blows, submit to me now, and I can give you a good position. Otherwise, you will die here today! You will become the first stepping stone on my path to becoming a warlock!"
Warlocks were the highest-tier supernatural beings on the Durando Subcontinent, and every warlock possessed extraordinary power. What attracted Yang Feng most was that once he became an official Level-1 Warlock, his lifespan could be extended to two hundred years. A Level-2 Warlock could extend it to three hundred years, while a Level-3 Warlock could reach four hundred years. If he advanced into a Great Warlock, his lifespan could even reach a thousand years.
Becoming a warlock was extraordinarily difficult. First, one had to possess the aptitude for cultivation. Generally speaking, the descendants of warlocks had a far greater chance of being born with the aptitude for warlock cultivation than ordinary people. In other words, nobles were more likely to produce people with warlock aptitude. Beyond that, warlock cultivation required learning all sorts of knowledge, and every kind of knowledge was extremely expensive. Unless ordinary commoners possessed heaven-defying aptitude and were fortunate enough to be discovered, they had no chance of stepping onto the path of warlocks.
With the attributes of a Trash Earthling, Yang Feng held no hope for his own cultivation aptitude. However, what was lacking at birth could be made up for afterward. If his cultivation aptitude was insufficient, he could only fill the gap with vast quantities of resources. Only with the support of the entire Fein Deluo Principality's resources would he have a chance of advancing into an official Level-1 Warlock.
Boni said coldly, "You will pay the price for your arrogance and stupidity!"
Yang Feng gave a cold smile and issued the command. "Attack!"
The four hundred Mechanical Swordsman Robots suddenly moved, racing toward Black City.
"Swamp Mud!"
From within the Wizard Tower at the center of Black City, Boni pointed in their direction and cast a Level-1 spell.
Light flashed atop the sixty-meter-tall Wizard Tower, and a powerful, mysterious surge of force suddenly enveloped the area before Black City.
A massive swamp, three kilometers long and one hundred meters wide, abruptly appeared before Black City.
The Level-1 spell Swamp Mud was originally nowhere near so terrifyingly effective. It could not instantly form a massive swamp three kilometers long and one hundred meters wide. Only with the augmentation of the Wizard Tower's power could such a miracle be created.
There was an acknowledged truth on the Durando Subcontinent: unless one possessed absolute power spanning more than two major realms, one should never challenge a warlock within his Wizard Tower. That would merely be throwing one's life away for nothing.
Facing the swamp that had suddenly appeared beneath their feet, some of the four hundred Mechanical Swordsmen could not stop in time and fell into the enormous swamp. Entangled by the mud, they sank slowly yet steadily.
The more the four hundred Mechanical Swordsmen struggled, the faster they sank. Before long, they had completely submerged and disappeared into the swamp.
Watching the four hundred Mechanical Swordsmen sink into the swamp, all the warriors atop the walls erupted into waves of cheers.
Excitement also flashed through Yang Feng's eyes as he murmured, "Impressive! Truly incredible! This is the power of warlocks! So powerful!!"
For Yang Feng, who was determined to embark upon the path of warlocks, the stronger warlocks were, the more interested he became.
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