The deal between the dialect and the pro squad was happily struck.

Both parties have what they want, and the conditions proposed by each are not very harsh, so there is no reason for this deal to fail.

After resting for the night in a shelter in the wilderness, early the next morning, Fang Yan began to march in the direction of Rog's camp with Nelson and the others.

It was only then that Fang Yan realized that the location of Rog's camp was on the other side of the direction he had been traveling, and the two were in opposite directions.

It's no wonder that the dialect has been walking for so long without seeing the shadow of Camp Roger.

The group of people concentrated on rushing along the way, which may be the reason why the equipment they were thirsty for before had already arrived, and Nelson and the others rarely opened up to the monsters they encountered along the way, and did not kill the killer.

Only those monsters who are really not long-sighted and bumped into a few people by themselves were casually destroyed by a few professionals.

Dialect can be regarded as the normal explosion rate of professionals who have really seen this world. Originally, he thought that his explosion rate was low enough, but compared to Nelson and others, it was a small thing.

There were more than a dozen monsters, and in the end, they actually contributed a total of two or three gold coins to the professionals. Not to mention the equipment, not even a bottle of Xiaohong Medicine burst out.

And this, the professionals are still commonplace, and they have to leave the dialect speechless.

It was another two days of hard and night travel, and finally on the evening of the third day, Fang Yan and the others arrived at their destination, the camp of Rogge.

But it's more of a giant city than a camp, or a fortress.

It's a city with a story!

This was the first thought that came to Fang Yan's mind when he saw the mottled walls of Camp Rog's.

It's also a powerful city!

Feeling the turbulent and dangerous elemental fluctuations in the air, the eyes of the dialect staring at the city walls turned from relaxed to solemn.

Tens of meters high majestic city walls...... The moat, which is about ten meters wide and shuttles back and forth with dense piranhas...... It is undoubtedly a story that the city is not just a settlement.

Perhaps in the beginning, the city was just a small, rudimentary human camp, but after hundreds of years of development, Camp Rogue has not changed its original appearance except for its name.

After seeing the various worlds, it was only a giant city, but it had not yet reached the level that could shock the dialect, so he was only slightly surprised, and he regained his composure.

This made Nelson and others, who had been paying attention to the expression of the dialect, a little disappointed.

You must know that what they, the professionals of the Rogue camp, usually like to see the shocked appearance of outsiders outside the Rogue camp, which is also one of the few pleasures they have besides fighting monsters and upgrading equipment.

After the group was outside the city gate of the Dirog camp, Nelson and the others parted ways with the dialect, and since they had obtained the right equipment for this trip, they naturally wanted to go to Akara again to pick up the corpse and fire it.

Nelson was confident that he would be able to press the corpse that had suffered enough for them not long ago to the ground and rub it on the ground.

After seeing the figures of several people leave in a hurry, Fang Yan did not rush into the city, but stood outside the city gate and looked at the city.

As one of the world's well-known human gathering areas, Rogge Camp is naturally not a closed place, just at this moment, the pedestrian caravan passing in front of Fang Yan and preparing to enter the city is unknown, and even formed a long line.

However, the dialect also noted that the censorship of outsiders in Camp Rogge was indeed very strict. The pedestrian caravans that entered Rogue's camp, unless they were directly guaranteed by local professionals, were all thoroughly inspected by the inner and outer three floors.

And even if there is a professional in Rog's camp as a guarantee, it is still necessary to register carefully to ensure that if something goes wrong, the person responsible can be directly found.

Finally, as the dialect is, the transcendents from other places, who are treated differently from ordinary civilians.

The guards of Rog's camp did not particularly embarrass these transcendents, but politely invited them to rest in the stone hut next to the city gate, and at the same time underwent further examination, until they were sure that these transcendents were not in danger, and then they would be given a palm-sized wooden plaque.

The dialect's keen ears can vaguely hear clearly, and they know that this kind of small wooden card should be something similar to a temporary ID card.

After looking at the side for a while, and after seeing the process of entering the city clearly, Fang Yan finally walked towards the city gate, and also lined up behind the crowd.

The process of entering the city was smooth. In the stone house next to the city gate, Fang Yan was only asked a few questions, and then he was let go, and he was also given the temporary ID card that looked like a wooden plaque.

Of course, the dialect knew in his heart that the censorship of Camp Rogge was not that simple.

Not to mention the traces of spiritual power that he vaguely felt when he asked him those few questions, the stone house next to the city gate was itself on top of a complex and sophisticated magic array.

Even the formation attainments in dialects only vaguely recognized that this magic array might have the effect of detecting energy attributes, but the others could not be seen.