Mechanical God Emperor

After the separation of an incarnation, Yang Feng’s deity and avatar began to read all the information about the Faso plane and kept learning.

Time passed and three months passed away.

Yang Feng came to the War Demon's Foreign Office, and Han Ning is still responsible for receiving him.

Han Ning saw that Yang Feng came here, and his eyes flashed a bit, and he couldn’t bear it. He finally sighed and said, "Come with me!"

A second-level warlock enters the Fischer plane, the main material plane that can compete with the plane of the celestial plane, and kills a semi-god-level powerhouse. The difficulty can be imagined.

The War Demon sect set up such an assessment task, which was originally intended to attract the top powers above the Star Warlock. At the same time, it is also to get rid of a large number of children who use the power of the family to help kill the demon gods. This kind of assessment task is very difficult even for the big warlock to complete, not to mention the second-level warlock like Yang Feng.

Yang Feng followed Han Ning to the top floor of the War Demon's external office. After passing a transmission matrix, he appeared in front of a huge palace.

Before that huge palace, there was a golden gate. Before that golden gate, he sat down with a fat and thin old man.

Yang Feng looked at the fat and thin two old men, his eyes narrowed slightly, he could not sense the vitality field of the two old men, which shows that the fat one and the thin two old people do not use the secret method, It can completely converge all the vitality fields, making people feel like ordinary people.

Han Ning respectfully respected the two old men: "Elder Luo Gan, Elder Luo Ming, this is Yang Feng, you have to go to the Faso plane to participate in the assessment!"

The thin old man didn't open his eyes. The fat old man opened his eyes, and two gods shone from his eyes and swept a circle around Yang Feng.

A feeling of being seen through was instantly filled in the body of Yang Feng.

The fat old man threw a gray jade card to Yang Feng, faintly said: "This is the return jade card. After completing the task, crush this jade card, we will find a way to pick you up. However, it is not an instant return. If you didn't complete the task, you broke the jade card. There is only one dead road."

Yang Feng took the jade card: "Yes! I understand!"

The fat old man closed his eyes.

Hey!

In the midst of a loud noise. The golden gate slowly opened, revealing a broad and deep, unseen horizon.

Yang Feng stepped directly into the road of the plane.

A powerful and incomparable force of space instantly enveloped Yang Feng's body, and the vertigo feeling that turned around was filled with his mind.

As soon as the vertigo disappeared, Yang Feng took a long breath and found that he was already on a barren hill.

Yang Feng carefully looked around for a while and silently said: "Be careful, this is to prevent me from discovering the exit of the road. At the end of the road, I set up a random transmission array. Send me It’s here.”

"Fsso plane has countless gods. The Sixth Warlock dynasty also surrendered to the gods of this plane, the mechanical army has been seen by them. If I use the mechanical army and nuclear bombs in this world, cause him Their attention, then it is finished."

Yang Feng quietly calculated in his heart.

The Faso plane is different from the Dulando subcontinent, which has the existence of a god. Each of the countless gods has the power of horror, which greatly limits the power of the Yang Feng Machinery Corps, making it impossible for him to explode a large number of mechanical corps to fight the gods. Otherwise, the gods of the entire Fischer plane may be united to deal with him.

Yang Feng silently recited the mantra and pointed his finger at the sky.

A spell shines. In the sky, a huge eye was formed, and the area of ​​dozens of miles was seen in the eyes.

Yang Feng's eyes are slightly brighter. The corner of the mouth is slightly raised: "Found, there is a city over there."

Yang Feng's body shape changed slightly, and it turned into a blond, tall Westerner.

The Faso plane is a plane in which the Western races occupy the entire plane. The human gods are basically Westerners. Yang Feng does not currently have the strength to challenge the power of terror.

Yang Feng walked about five kilometers along a road full of mud and livestock waste, and a city with a wall of up to ten meters appeared in front of him.

Before the city, there were eight Western-style human warriors standing on the swords, with no armor, deep-eyed, high-nose, fair-skinned Westerners.

The captain of the eight fighters stepped forward and stopped Yang Feng: "Stop, please show your identity document."

In the human world, Fesso is divided into four levels: slaves, people, free people, and nobles. The slaves and the lords of the lords are not free to leave the territory of the lord. Only free people and nobles can travel freely across the continent.

"Humph!"

Yang Feng snorted, five fingers, and a group of flames suddenly appeared in his hands.

"Sorcerer! Sorry, noble lord, please forgive me for being offensive to you!" The captain saw the flame in the hands of Yang Feng, suddenly changed his face, bowed his head and bowed respectfully.

The rest of the soldiers looked at Yang Feng, and they all flashed a respectful color in their eyes.

In the face of Faso, the magician is high above, and the status is comparable to the existence of the nobility. You are free to walk the whole world. Many nobles are proud to be able to recruit a magician to work for them. And in the Faso plane, the number of magicians is very rare, and 100,000 people may not be able to give birth to a magician.

"This is my strength, my own strength." Yang Feng looked at the eight revered warriors, and there was a touch of pleasure in his heart.

In the Dulando subcontinent, Yang Feng relied on the enormous strength of the Yi Machinery Corps to defeat countless strong enemies and eventually unify the entire Dulandu subcontinent and become the king of the Dulando subcontinent. However, he is very clear that it relies mainly on the strength of the mechanical legion to achieve that step. Now, the cost of his own position is also enough to make people feel awe. This feeling makes him want to stop, and he is very happy.

"Everything is going away, you guys, let the road to the master of the Master!"

A soldier immediately yelled at the farmers and merchants waiting to enter the city, drove those farmers and businessmen, and gave Yang Feng a passage.

Yang Feng entered the city directly.

In that city, the roads on the ground are muddy, and there are some livestock feces everywhere. The dust is very large. Most of the buildings in the city are wooden buildings, exuding a backward and ancient atmosphere in the Western Middle Ages.

Yang Feng glanced at the city and his brows were slightly wrinkled: "Here is the Fischer plane that can compete with the plane of Cang? It is really unbelievable!"

This human city is not comparable to many cities as far behind the Durando subcontinent.

Before Yang Feng came to a mermaid and bear bar, he pushed the door and went inside.

As soon as he entered the bar, Yang Feng saw a burly mercenary drinking a lot of meat, eating a large chunk of meat, and talking about the rude words in the bar's maid.

Yang Feng went straight to the bartender who was mixing the wine before the counter. He gently slammed a gold coin and dropped a beautiful parabola directly in front of the bartender.

Yang Feng said: "I am going to Regisk City. I need a well-respected and reputable mercenary group to escort. Tell me to hire a mercenary group of such a reasonable price."

The bartender smiled and put away the gold coin: "You have to look at the number of people you hired. It takes about ten days from our Muyan City to Regis City. The journey is not too dangerous, everyone It is enough to pay 3 silver coins a day. Of course, the mercenary group with a good reputation and stronger strength will only have a higher asking price."

The common currency of the Faso plane is gold coins, one gold coin = ten silver coins = one thousand copper coins.

"Hey, boy, hire our bear power mercenary group! Our mercenary group has ten great boys, each of whom is a mercenary who has fought in battle." A strong man like a bear, grew a face The bearded burly man strode over Yang Feng and smiled heartily: "Everyone, you only need to pay 5 silver coins a day."

A middle-aged man with a sulky temperament between his eyebrows came over and smiled at Yang Feng: "Hello, I am Leke, the head of the Storm Wolf Mercenary. We stormed the maid. The Corps has 13 members. You only need to pay two silver coins per person per day, and you will be able to get the 13 members of our Stormwind Mercenary, and you will be safely transported to the city of Regis."

One person is one meter tall and taller than many men. His body is tall and his skin is wheat-colored. The beautiful woman is striding toward Yang Feng: "This gentleman, please hire us white lily mercenary. Mission! Our White Lily Mercenary Group has only five people, but it is the best mercenary group in Muyan City. There is never a record of losing faith. Every day you only need to pay 8 silver coins for each of us, we will fully protect your Safety."

Lek's face brushed up, like a poisonous snake staring at the tall, beautiful woman, cold and iced: "Kate, what do you mean?"

Katie smiled coldly: "What do you mean, you know it yourself!"

Yang Feng has read a lot of information about the Faso plane. He knows that the mercenaries are mixed with dragons and snakes. Many mercenaries usually do normal business, but secretly kill the employer directly. If the selection of the mercenary group is not appropriate, it is definitely a dead end.

Yang Feng smiled slightly: "No need to fight, I think, it is better to be a beautiful woman. The white lily mercenary group is good."

As soon as this statement came out, the head of the Xiongzhi Power Mercenary Corps looked at Yang Feng with a weird look. He smiled and turned and left, and returned to his own group.

The bartender also looked at Yang Feng with some eccentricities, silently.

Lexon smiled coldly and said profoundly: "Good, good, good! You are so self-sufficient!" (To be continued~^~)