Mu Bai said: "Although I don't know the name of this artifact-level soul ball, there is a space enchantment in this soul ball, which is enough for you to tame a few more high-level monsters, and the time flow speed of this enchantment space will be increased."
It is about twenty times slower than the outside world. Your monsters staying here to practice for one year is equivalent to twenty years of practice on the Luo continent."
After hearing Mu Bai's introduction, Baidi was greatly surprised and said in disbelief: "How could there be such a barrier? It's so amazing."
Mubai smiled slightly, threw the soul ball in his hand to Baidi and said: "Take it."
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At nightfall.
Half of the camp has been set up, with tall wooden pillars surrounding the entire camp. Only some archery towers and other defensive measures are not yet ready.
At this time, the atmosphere in front of the entire camp was extremely tense. All the soldiers on duty were tense and patrolling back and forth with torches in their hands.
"Brother, why are you here?"
Augustine, who was patrolling with a group of guards, suddenly saw Mu Bai coming towards him and was startled.
Mubai looked at the vast darkness in front of him, frowned and said, "I'm still a little worried, so I came here to take a look."
Augustine said: "Brother, it's not too late. You should go back and rest. There is no problem with me here."
Mu Bai smiled, shook his head, and said, "I'll stay here for a while and then go back, so I can rest assured."
"Okay then." Augustine nodded and continued patrolling with the escort.
The shady woods a hundred miles away from the camp were completely silent, and only the howling of the cold wind could be heard.
Some of the secret whistles scattered here are either lurking in the snow gritting their teeth and persevering, or hiding in the treetops, like owls in the dark night, nervously watching what's going on around them.
A cold wind blew violently again.
"Brush!" A soft sound came from the ground, but it was covered up by the sound of the wind.
I saw a dozen secret sentries lurking in the snow, and their figures disappeared in the blink of an eye.
There was no trace of the secret whistle in the tree, but he couldn't help but shiver, and he opened his mouth to exhale a stream of cold air.
Dozens of deep pits were quietly dug into the snow, and shadow rats, one meter long and covered in furry and snow-white fur, emerged from the pits quickly.