The 102nd tribe's headquarters! (Three updates seeking votes and collection)

  He continued to probe and try to find weaknesses in Zhou Feng's words, but the Earth civilization, although inferior in terms of strength compared to these higher magical realms, was far more advanced in understanding human psychology and manipulation. After two hours of probing, the black-robed man only managed to get some basic information, while Zhou Feng had almost completely extracted his data.

  The black-robed man's name was Muk, of course, this was just his nickname, as for his full name he didn't mention a word. In the world of magic, one's true name is also an extremely powerful force, if an enemy knows your name, they can use certain spells or tools to harass you, attack you, or even kill you. However, apart from his name, Muk's other information had already been investigated by Zhou Feng. He was a newly promoted third-tier Shadow Assassin, skilled in assassination, ambush, and concealment. It was precisely because of the characteristics of his profession that General Asmode would let him lead the search and rescue team. After all, a powerful assassin is often also a powerful hunter, and searching for people is one of their required courses.

  As for General Asamode, he was the strongest in the entire army, with a strength of up to four elite levels. Moreover, since all high-ranking strongmen can receive news before entering the Divine Demon Training Grounds, the three million elite soldiers of his direct lineage also came to the Divine Demon Training Grounds with General Asamode. His absolute strength combined with his massive army made General Asamode the undisputed leader of the Allied Army.

  This is also why the existence of higher-level planes can often use the Divine Demon Training Grounds as a place to hone their strength and break through bottlenecks, because they can enter the Divine Demon Training Grounds after making all necessary preparations. Moreover, unlike lower-level plane individuals, higher-level plane strongmen who possess divine demon protection can leave the training grounds and return to their original plane at a certain cost after experiencing each divine demon battle. As for lower-level plane existences, let alone not having this opportunity, even if they did, it would be difficult for them to survive on the divine demon battlefield.

  However, this does not mean that the Divine Demon Training Grounds is a very safe place for higher-level plane strongmen. Although General Asmodeus is powerful, the opposing undead general is equally terrifyingly strong. In such a battle where both sides are evenly matched, Asmodeus also has an extremely high possibility of falling in the Misty Forest. If it weren't for his impending death and the need to find a breakthrough opportunity and rely on the Divine Demon system to extend his life, he wouldn't have come here to fight desperately.

  There is no absolute equality in the world. For the God Devil Training Grounds, having an equally high mortality rate was already the most equal thing.

  After two hours of rushing, Zhou Feng and Mu Ke finally returned to the human tribe's base. Unlike the simple campsite that Zhou Feng had imagined at first, the human tribe's base was like a gigantic castle that had been built after hundreds of years of effort. The base not only had walls as high as nearly thirty meters but also had countless primitive giant crossbows installed on top of the city wall. Although these giant crossbows looked very backward, the sparkling magical light on them revealed their true nature as magical weapons. Even with Zhou Feng's current physique, if he were to be hit by these giant crossbows without any preparation, it would absolutely not be a pleasant experience.

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

  Looking at Zhou Feng's astonished expression, Mu Ke smiled slightly and said: "This is all the power of magic. General Asamode has a magic team under his command, and this city wall was shaped and reinforced by earth-based magic."

  In a casual conversation, Muk learned that Zhou Feng came from a lower plane, and it was this news that made him look at Zhou Feng with even more admiration. A native of a low-level civilization who can grow from a cannon fodder to a third-tier powerhouse in just a few days, such a person often means that he has enviable good luck in addition to his own strength and perseverance. And it was this reason that made Muk dispel the evil intentions towards Zhou Feng in his heart and instead pulled up his relationship with him.

  Luck is a crucial factor in the God of War's training ground, where it can determine life and death. Even Mukk himself has seen many strong people die at the hands of those who were far weaker than them, all because of luck. Therefore, making an enemy out of someone stronger than oneself, with better luck to boot, is undoubtedly a suicidal move.

  "The power of magic..."

  Upon hearing Muk's words, Zhou Feng slowly fell into deep thought. In his opinion, the power of magic was too strong, if a third-tier elite creature could burst out with pseudo-forbidden scrolls, it should mean that the power and value of pseudo-forbidden scrolls were between the third and fourth tiers. However, as far as he had seen, whether it was the pseudo-forbidden death wither or the pseudo-forbidden volcanic eruption, their powers were frighteningly strong, completely exceeding the power that this tier should have.

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

  It seemed like Mu Ke had noticed Zhou Feng's confusion, and as they walked, he said: "Unlike us martial artists, those mages need more time to meditate and practice. Magic also requires chanting and preparation time, high-level magic even needs spell arrays and various rare items. Unless it's a child of a large family, generally very few people choose to study magic. After all, even if one is a third-tier mage, once they encounter other martial professions head-on, there's still a great possibility that they'll be killed by the martial profession before they can release their magic."

  Here is the translation:

  "Of course, those big family kids usually have martial attendants or soldiers protecting them, or they have all sorts of magical tools to protect themselves. So if you encounter a powerful magician, it's best not to fight unless absolutely necessary. After all, you never know what kind of trump card a magician has up their sleeve!"

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

  Upon hearing Muk's words, Zhou Feng suddenly recalled the battle between Edsa and the Death Knight. If it weren't for the Spring of Life, if it weren't for the protective ring, if it weren't for the Alchemy Arrows, Edsa and Heathraven wouldn't even have had the qualifications to confront the Death Knight head-on. Yet, relying on these treasures and his soldiers, the two of them managed to wear down the Death Knight to death. It's really true that no matter which plane you're in, rich second-generation kids are existences that can't be offended.

  Wooooo... Wooooo... Wooooo!

  Just as Zhou Feng and Mu Ke had just entered the massive base, a thick and heavy horn sounded from afar. As the horn grew louder, the base's gates began to slowly close, even the magical ballistae on the city walls started to be armed with arrows by the ballistae soldiers. In an instant, the originally peaceful base suddenly entered a state of high alert.

  "Damn it, those despicable bastards again!"

  As soon as Muk heard the heavy horn sound, his face changed suddenly, and then he said in a condensed voice: "Be careful, that is the warning sent by the sentinel, the fog of the Misty Forest is about to disperse, and those forest creatures will also start attacking us."

  "Jungle creatures? Don't they fear death?"

  Upon hearing Muk's words, Zhou Feng's expression also turned solemn. He remembered that after the military killed a Flame Snake person at Fangcheng Port, other jungle creatures stopped attacking large-scale human bases.

  "It's just like how we need to kill the undead and jungle creatures to get stronger, the jungle creatures also need to devour the undead and us to become stronger. It's just that compared to the stinky undead, they clearly prefer our taste."

  Listening to the increasingly loud horn, Muker took a deep breath and said seriously: "Snake Tooth, I know you yearn for power and strength. But in this God-Demon Training Grounds, only if you show your worth will you get what you want. So, if you want more power, then do well in the upcoming battle and let everyone see if you're qualified!"

  "Does strength equal rights?"

  Upon hearing Muk's words, Zhou Feng's mouth suddenly curled up at the corner, and then he said with full confidence: "Don't worry, I will prove that I am qualified for this!"

  After absorbing the Death Knight, Zhou Feng's current surface strength is only around three stages, but whether it's his bloodline abilities or magical abilities, he can instantly possess three-stage elite-level or even half-leader-level strength. So he decided to follow Muk's suggestion and use his own strength to obtain the power that should belong to him!

  PS: The third update is presented, and there is one more. I will be staying at my grandmother's house for the next two days to accompany her, so the update time is not certain, but there will be at least two updates per day, and if it explodes, there will be four updates. The last two days of the new book period have arrived, hoping that brothers can push it again without being cold, striving to make the cold even further!