MTL - Mechanical God Emperor-Chapter 32 Yudola

An important task for Yudola to come to the Black City this time is to peek into the reality of the Black City. Under the **** of the eye of the warlock, all the scenes in the square circle fell into the eyes of Eudora.

At this time, the entire Black City is still in the stage of transformation, and each street is built with a permanent defensive fortress. On top of the defensive bastion, there are three anti-aircraft guns, three flat-shot cannons, a multi-barrel rocket launcher, and a six-stop 12.7-mm heavy machine gun.

The entire Black City is like a huge war fortress, spread over all kinds of muzzles. I saw that the scalp of Yudola was slightly numb.

With the strength of Yudola, a machine gun could not hurt him. However, hundreds of doors and thousands of guns were fired at the same time. If he did not escape, he would be smashed into pieces.

Yudola looked at the entire Black City through the eyes of the Warlock, while silently thinking in his heart: "If the Dean's lord does not shoot, even the **** hand, Master Blats, will be difficult to capture this Black City. It seems that the owner of the steel did get some of the sixth dynasty's inheritance of the mechanical squad."

Passing through a strip of streets, Yudola entered the Warlock Tower and went directly to a hall on the third floor of the Warlock Tower.

"I am the owner of the steel industry, Yang Ye! Youdora, welcome you. Please sit down." A burly big man dressed in a liquid metal robot with artificial skin and artificial eyes sits in the main position toward Judola. Smile a little.

There are eight 7-level main battle robots standing beside Yang Ye, which are four 7-level swordsmen, two 7-level gunmen, and two 7-level shields.

The full defense of the eight 7-level combat robots is enough to allow Yang Ye to quickly flee the scene when he is attacked. The eight 7-level combat robots were originally giant combat robots of five or six meters high, just to allow them to move freely in the warlock tower. When they were built, they were reduced to a three-meter form. As a result, their combat effectiveness has been weakened, but they still have the terrorist power to kill 7 creatures.

Eudora directly took out the agreed contract document and handed it to Allen: "Hello, Yang Ye! I am Yudola of Antalya Warlock Academy. I am very happy to see you, this is us. If there is no problem between the agreed contract documents, please sign it."

Allen handed over the contract document to Yang Ye.

Yang Ye carefully read the contract document and did not see any loopholes before signing his name on it.

"Youdora, how are you looking at these two mechanical cymbals?" Yang Ye waved his hand and two 7-level swordsmen immediately went to the center of the main hall.

Yudola looked carefully at the two 7-level swordsmen.

The two 7-level swordsmen are not human forms, but the upper body is human, but has eight arms, each with an alloy long knife on it, and its head is a compound eye with countless insects, and A serrated **** mouth, and its lower body is like a tiger in the shape of a beast, a tail is sharp and sharp, like a sharp spear.

Yang Feng made a snap, and the two 7-level swordsmen immediately became physically moved and madly killed.

when! when! when! when!

The sound of the harsh metal strikes swayed wildly in this area. The two 7-level swordsmen were madly smashed together like the most ferocious mechanical beasts, and they were all dazzling.

"Good mechanical smash! The combat power of these two mechanical cymbals is already comparable to that of the first-class squad!" Eudora looked at the battle of the two 7-level swordsmen, and a smudge of color in his eyes.

After fierce battle for more than ten seconds, Yang Feng patted his hands, and the two 7-level mechanical knife soldiers immediately stopped the battle and remained still.

Yang Ye, the incarnation of Yang Feng, smiled and looked at Eudora.

Yudola slowly said: "It's amazing! The combat power of these two mechanical cymbals is already comparable to that of the first-class warlock."

Yang Feng smiled and said: "How do I give these two mechanical gongs to you?"

Yudola indulged for a while and decisively said: "Good! But what do you need me to do for you?"

The two combat forces are comparable to the mechanical warts of the first-class peak warlocks and are also very useful for the second-order warlock Yudola. This kind of mechanical shackle is convenient when dealing with a large number of enemies and exploring some dangerous areas.

Yang Ye, the incarnation of Yang Feng, smiled slightly and patted his hands. The deity immediately came out from the side.

Yang Feng, the incarnation of Yang Feng, slowly pointed to the deity Yang Feng: "This is my only blood relative, Yang Feng. He wants to practice the warlock, but his talent is too bad. I hope he is at the Antalya Warlock Academy. You can get your care when you are practicing."

Yang Feng pressed his chest with his right hand and bowed to Yudola slightly. He said: "I have seen Judola! I am Yang Feng, the nephew of Yang Ye, the owner of the steel."

Yudola is a genuine second-level warlock, and is a second-level warlock from the Antalya Warlock Academy. Yang Feng is not willing to be rude in the face of such a powerful warlock.

Yudola turned his head and looked at Yang Feng. His eyes burst into a green glow and Yang Feng was completely shrouded.

Yang Feng suddenly felt that his body was sinking, he could barely breathe, could not move, could not think. The whole person’s life fell into the control of Eudora. The whole body was shaking violently, and a fear spread from the bottom of his heart. Going to the limbs and spreading away.

The horrible feeling lasted for a full ten seconds before it disappeared, and Yang Feng’s body was already wet with sweat, his mouth was gasping, his legs were shaking, his eyes flashing with fear.

Yang Feng is full of trembling and fear: "It's so strong! Is this a second-level warlock? It's too powerful!! It's a supernatural creature that transcends mortals! When you really face them, you can feel their horror deeply." ”

Yudola’s brow wrinkled and hesitated for a while before he slowly said: “Yang Ye, your nephew’s soul talent is only level 1 inferior. Such a soul talent is very difficult to become a warlock apprentice, let alone become one. A formal first-level warlock. Even if he joins the Antalya Warlock Academy, it is difficult to become a formal first-class warlock."

Yang Feng’s heart sank slightly, and Yudola was an orthodox second-order warlock from the Antalya Warlock. A second-class warlock with a strong heritage like Yudola doesn't know how many times stronger than a second-level wandering warlock without inheritance. Now that Eudora has said that he wants to be a first-level warlock, it is very difficult. It is really very difficult.

Yang Feng’s incarnation of Yang Ye’s voice is full of firmness: “He is my only blood relative and my only relative in this world. No matter what the price, I have to make him a formal first-class warlock. Demon Ji Pharmacy can change a person's soul qualifier, so as long as he can be promoted to become a first-class warlock, no matter how many bottles of Magic Blue Demon Ji, I have to get him."