Chapter 27: Battlefield Smuggler

  The golden war knife chopped out a golden light in the dim light, directly cutting the nearest big man in half.

  Zhang Feng killed decisively, one knife succeeded, and then turned his hand over with another knife, lifting the person beside him into the air.

  The remaining dozen or so people finally noticed this ominous figure who had suddenly rushed into the altar.

  "Who?"

  "Looking for death!"

  Seeing their companions being killed, everyone took out their weapons.

  Ke Zhangfeng didn't give those dozen or so people any chance, directly starting his Infinite Sky Slashing skill, slashing down crazily with each knife.

  With his overwhelming strength of over 10,000 troops and triple the strength with double strikes, almost one slash in an instant killed all but one person.

  Blood and limbs still hadn't fallen to the ground, Zhang Feng was like a god of slaughter with his golden war knife pressed against the last person's neck: "Stabbing Knife?"

  "Who are you, after all?" The last person's weapon fell from his hand. Looking at the blood rain and limbs falling from the sky, he could hardly believe that in just a few seconds, more than a dozen people were left with only him alive.

  The strongest one who sneaked in with them is actually a warrior of 8500 battle power!

  All dead, all died.

  The last person's face turned pale with terror as he stared at Zhang Feng, his voice trembling: "Since you know I'm a killer, how dare you launch a sneak attack? Aren't you afraid our people will take revenge?"

  When he said this, even he himself felt unconvincing.

  He killed over a dozen of them with just one hand, if he was afraid of revenge, did he have to be so ruthless?

  "Now I ask you something, you answer something." Zhang Feng placed his knife on the opponent's neck and said: "Are you from the third-level battlefield?"

  The other party nodded.

  "What's your combat power? What's their combat power? What level is it on a three-star battlefield?"

  "My combat power is 5,500. They have one that's 8,500 and the rest are about the same as me. A combat power of 5,500 is the weakest among us."

  Zhang Feng furrowed his brow, not daring to believe his own ears.

  Five thousand five is the weakest, how can a third-rate battlefield be so terrifying?

  Zhang Feng barely calmed down and continued to ask, "Why are your people's combat powers so strong? Wu Dazhong, 7,000. Wu Daode is probably around 9,000, or even a third-stage genetic mutation. People with 4,000 combat power seem to have suddenly appeared out of nowhere. How did you cultivate?"

  This has always been Zhang Feng's question.

  The dagger was like a sudden emergence, suddenly appearing on the second battlefield, and then a group of masters suddenly emerged.

  Four thousand combat power, three thousand combat power became trash soldiers.

  If it weren't for his own series of strange encounters, he would probably have died at Wu Dazhong's hands.

  The next Wu Daodejiu's combat power, this is also the one that emerged in less than ten days after Wu Dazhong's death.

  The secondary battlefield is the same as the primary battlefield, and humanity's starting point is the same.

  However, the monsters on the secondary battlefield can continue to evolve and grow, eventually forcing humans to live in underground garages.

  So humans can keep fighting and growing stronger with monsters when they are weak.

  Their power-up speed has already surpassed those of a first-class battlefield.

  The people who emerged from the third-level battlefield with bayonets were even more powerful, as if they had a high starting point.

  "The monsters on the third-level battlefield are very powerful. When the battlefield is divided, each person on the third-level battlefield is given a chance to choose. You can choose a set of equipment or enhance your own attributes, so the most basic combat power we give to each person there is 2300."

  Zhang Feng heard this and frowned, saying: "I've always heard that the Stabbing Knife has five knives, now in the second-level battlefield is the Blood Knife, just how strong is the Blood Knife's combat power?"

  "This, I heard it had already exceeded 10,000 half a month ago."

  Zhang Feng's expression became even more solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "How did your dagger know that the enclosed space had an altar that could reach here?"

  He guessed it right. People from the third battlefield indeed have a high starting point.

  "This, I don't know."

  Zhang Feng's knife sank down, forcing his opponent to kneel directly on the ground, and the blade was sent forward fiercely.

  "I, I really don't know." The man knew that Zhang Feng was going to kill him and hastily said: "I don't know, I really don't know. However, there is a rumor among the assassins that one of the five elders has an ancient secret book in his hands, which records many things about the battlefield."

  "Is that so?" Zhang Feng fell silent, probably guessing that this secret book was likely to be similar to what the Chen family had said. It introduced a large number of battlefield situations.

  "Mark the location of the Tier 3 battlefield altar for me, and don't try to fool me. Because I want to go take a look, if what you said is false, your ending will be the same as theirs. And how did you guys get here?"

  The other person took out a map and pointed to a point on it, puzzled: "Are you from the secondary battlefield? Otherwise, how would you not know the coordinates of the tertiary battlefield altar?"

  "Cut the nonsense, what else is there to say? Hurry up."

  "No, it's gone." The man's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

  The enclosed space of the secondary battlefield has opened.

  How is it possible for someone who can instantly kill a master with 8,500 battle power to suddenly appear?

  Zhang Feng looked at this person, and with a swift and forceful motion, he cut open the man's throat.

  It's unexpected that people from the third battlefield can sneak into the second battlefield through a confined space.

  This also explains why the bayonet-wielding characters are so strong individually. As soon as they come out, they have more than 2,000 combat power as a starting point, making it easier for them to survive and equip themselves.

  Especially for these gang organizations, with concerted efforts, they can cultivate some masters and have more resources to use.

  Having a secret book in hand can guide them and make them take fewer detours, so they can grow naturally faster.

  Half a month ago, the Blood Blade's combat power had already exceeded 10,000; this was the real trouble.

  Zhang Feng looked at the map, and the altar pointed out by this person was far from here, almost spanning both ends of this closed battlefield.

  Zhang Feng brought Xiao Hei, slowly moving towards the altar of the third-level battlefield, wanting to take a look at the surrounding situation.

  Although Xiao Hei's head is not big, the flame's lethal power to the soul is very obvious. Especially with Xiao Hei's infinite shooting ability, it's simply an infinite Gatling gun of dan medicine, and those who get close are shot full of holes.

  Zhang Feng grasped his war knife, and with one slash, he could take away several souls.

  These souls are extremely fragile and have almost zero defense despite their high level.

  Each black crystal was collected into a ring, and experience was also increasing bit by bit.

  The souls here are simply endless, no matter where you are, there will always be countless souls rushing over from all sides.

  Constantly wielding a knife, machines will have wear and tear, let alone humans.

  He thought of those people with bayonets throwing live bait to the spirits, this is probably the only way to get through here without effort.

  What a pity it's too cruel.

  Zhang Feng had no choice but to summon even the Great Archangel.

  As a supporting fighter of the Great Angel, Zhang Feng has always been hiding and keeping some trump cards.

  It can't be helped now.

  A single bolt of holy energy pierces the soul, dealing moderate damage to these souls, but excels in that the bolts can reach up to four per second in the hands of a great angel.

  One person, one war pet, and an auxiliary battle angel, working together, actually reduced Zhang Feng's pressure by a lot.

  Zhang Feng's experience is also growing rapidly.

  Innumerable black crystals fell into the ring and accumulated.

  A beam of light shone on Zhang Feng's body, and a pleasant, soft sound indicated that Zhang Feng had finally leveled up.

  After more than a month of rising to level two, he finally rose to level three. This time it took 15,000 experience points to rise to level three.

  Third level

  The third day of the assignment begins:

  Magic Shield: A mysterious power with an impenetrable defense, absorbing all enemy attacks. Level 1 Magic Shield absorbs up to 20,000 points of damage, increasing by double the amount for each level upgrade.

  Damage absorption has reached its limit. The magic shield will shatter. Recovery time is 24 hours. Recovery time can be shortened by cooldown-type skills.

  If no damage is absorbed within six hours, the magical shield's absorbed damage will be cleared and reset.

  Magic Shield Upgrade: Upgrading to a level 2 magic shield requires one thousand honor points.

  Magic Shield damage absorption calculation method: one point for every kilogram of strength, and one point for every attribute point.

  This talent made Zhang Feng extremely surprised.

  Whatever comes to mind happens.

  Wu Dazhong's sharp shield defense has become so abnormal that it gives him a headache.

  And now he also has similar skills.

  With this magic shield, it's as if he has an impenetrable defense in battle.

  He cools down instantly with his skill and is equivalent to absorbing 40,000 points of damage at once.

  "Good." Zhang Feng's hand clenched into a fist in extreme excitement.

  The battle continues.

  One by one, souls turned into black crystals.

  The second upgrade is Xiao Hei, this little guy upgraded to level three, his body shape is as big as a small calf. A pair of Tibetan mastiff clips can tear a soul in two with just one clip.

  The small black back has a sharp thorn nearly two inches long, and its body is dark and dull.

  The third upgrade is the Archangel, a full 30,000 experience points, Zhang Feng's hands were tired from chopping.

  Archangel - Support-type weapon.

  Attribute: Sacred

  Holy Power: 100 points.

  Angel skills will consume holy energy. Each time a monster is killed, some of the consumed holy energy is replenished.

  Rank: Three - Can grow.

  Skill - Active: Holy Light Healing, uses holy light to heal the believer's body, driving out disease and pain. The healing object is specified by the master. Each use consumes five points of holy energy.

  Skill - Active: Sacred Defense, consumes 20 Holy Energy points, 100% chance to block physical attacks once. Cooldown time, 30 minutes.

  Skill - Active: Sacred Domain, consumes 10 Holy Energy points, opens a defensive domain with a radius of 10 meters. Any enemy life within the domain will be instantly released outside the domain. Duration is 15 seconds, cooldown time is 1 hour.

  Skill - Active: Holy Light Judgment, consumes 50 points of holy energy to deal 350 points of holy attribute damage to all dark-type creatures within a fixed range of 20 meters in radius.

  Passive Ring - Attribute Enhancement: Increases the wearer's strength by 100 points, agility by 20 points, and physique by 10 points. Speed increased by 50%.

  Passive Halo - Recovery Enhancement: Enhances the holder's physical strength recovery by 10% and vitality recovery enhancement by 5%.

  Increases damage against Dark-type life by thirty percent, increases damage against Undead-type life by thirty percent.

  Passive Halo - Sacred Damage Enhancement: All dark system lives attacked by the angel will suffer 300 points of sacred attribute damage attached to the weapon.

  Zhang Feng looked at the angel who had changed his title and thought of the title of the 9th rank angel, guessing that as he leveled up, the angel would eventually grow into a radiant angel. Especially the change in Holy Defense made him finally breathe a sigh of relief. This skill had not been used since it was first used, and it was really strange that all levels were increasing, but the skill did not change and became a useless skill that was never used. Now Holy Defense has finally changed, and can ignore one physical damage regardless of level. Although it's only once, when facing an enemy, it's like having another life.

  One person, one pet, and one auxiliary weapon are all level three, their strength is now suddenly worlds apart.

  Zhang Feng has a magical shield to support him, completely abandoning his defense, and launches an attack with one hand holding a knife and the other holding a gun.

  Xiao Hei's Flame Pillar can pierce through five or six souls with just two shots.

  And the holy attribute damage brought by the combat equipment that has been upgraded to Quan Tian Shi is a nightmare for the soul.

  Every arrow now deals destructive damage to the soul.

  They are like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, harvesting souls in batches from the confined space.

  The power of the Crazy War Angel has been activated, and its strength is constantly increasing.

  Ten catties, twenty catties, thirty catties...

  Growing in battle, this attribute is now used to its fullest extent, like a fish in water, constantly enhancing Zhang Feng's combat power.

  Zhang Feng didn't know where the drawings A Luo spoke of were, and could only search for them by cleaning up the enclosed space.

  A confined space is like a battlefield established on a plain, where it's hard to see ups and downs with a horse galloping on flat land.

  Moreover, the map shows that the enclosed space is very large, and what he got from the bayonet-wielding man was only a hand-drawn map with some important locations marked.

  The rest can only be explored by Zhang Feng himself.

  Just as Zhang Feng was about to forget me in his battle, he suddenly went black in front of his eyes, and then a prompt appeared in front of him.

  Enclosed space closed, transmitted back to secondary battlefield camp after five seconds.

  Zhang Feng only then realized that he had forgotten about time in his excitement over leveling up, and a whole night's worth of time had passed just like that.

  Zhang Feng quickly put away the Quan Tian Shi. Then he could only put Xiao Hei into the ring as well.

  After all, Xiao Hei is too big now and it's too conspicuous to follow by your side.

  He appeared in the camp just as he was beside Arroyo.

  Here, Wu Daode with a somewhat pale face and several younger brothers were waiting for something.