After exterminating a small elven border village, Grim and his party naturally gained a lot.

The material and resource gains were secondary, and the biggest gains actually came from the small natural altar.

Moon water, also known as the water of the moon well, is a special spring water produced in the territory of the elves.

Legend has it that moonwater is a new kind of energy produced by the elves combining magical elements with the power of faith, but this energy is in the form of well water.

For ordinary people in the world, moon water can live the dead and heal white bones, which is simply a miracle medicine. But for spellcasters, moonwater is the most powerful and safest healing and healing potion in the world.

Even if a spellcaster's mana is exhausted, his mental power is exhausted, and his physical strength is seriously overdrawn, as long as a bottle of moon water is poured down, he will immediately become vigorous, and his mental power will explode. Therefore, the fact that the high-level wizard was able to carry such a bottle of moon water with him was simply giving himself a second life.

It is conceivable that when this wizard was exhausted from fighting with an opponent of his own strength, and when the oil ran out, he suddenly came back to life with the help of moon water, and the comfort of abusing his opponent was not comparable to ordinary pleasures!

Although the wizarding world is higher than the plane of Faun, the self-produced magic potion still belongs to the level of stimulating the flesh * body and stimulating the spirit to improve the recovery speed.

Moreover, there is still a serious resistance to the magic potion in the wizarding world, and swallowing too much in one breath will not form a superposition effect, and the recovery indicators in all aspects are simply one in the sky and one in the ground compared to the moon water, which cannot be compared.

Therefore, even in the wizarding world, moonwater is still a high-grade potion that high-level wizards compete to chase. The price of the same dose of moon water is also ten or eight times higher than that of magic potions, but it is still in short supply in the high-level wizard circle, and there is no market for it.

The only reason for this phenomenon is that genuine moonwater is mixed with a lot of faith power in the manufacturing process. And the wizards have almost no faith, so they can't control the power of faith, so they can't replicate the moon water in the witchcraft laboratory at all.

If it can't be copied by sorcery, wizards can only get it by raiding the elves. But for the elves, those who have moon wells and can make moon water in large quantities are usually large elf communities.

And these communities are usually guarded by gods!

No matter how strong a wizard is, if he runs to the elven land to fight, once he angers the gods behind them, he can beat you in a few minutes through the will of the doppelganger descended by the divine envoy. Although the descended clones have different levels of belief channels and different individual strengths of the gods, there will be a huge difference in strength from the gods themselves.

However, a 6th-order god who invested part of his spiritual consciousness on a 3rd-order divine envoy was still able to easily slaughter multiple third-order opponents. Without it, the knowledge and use of strength and skill is enough to kill the Quartet with a small amount of money!

Therefore, the elven community guarded by gods is almost also a forbidden place for wizards, and once the elven envoys are provoked, no one can parry those who can cast terrible magic spells.

In the power system recognized by wizards, divine power is a higher and more powerful power than witchcraft, and only the power of rules mastered by great wizards can compete with it.

Therefore, it was enough that Grim and the others were able to unexpectedly harvest some moon water in a small elf village on the border.

Fill 5 bottles with standard potion vials, and each bottle can be sold for at least 2-30,000 yuan in the wizarding world. And such a price is still priceless, and no one will resell the monthly water they have worked so hard to collect.

After all, at the most critical moment, having such a bottle of moon water may save your life once!

No one dislikes their long life!

Therefore, high-ranking wizards would rather hoard them at a high price than trade them out.

Of course, for De Serra and others, the value of moon water is undoubtedly huge. But for Alice and Grim, the value of that wooden statue seems to be greater than that of Moon Water!

Since it is an honor to come to a faith plane ruled by the gods, as a wizard, it would be a shame to be sorry for my identity if I didn't study this power of faith that is more powerful than witchcraft.

Of course, if Grim can go to the kingdom of the elven gods to ask for some divine power crystals, and let the gods open up their kingdom and let him have a good visit and analysis, then his research progress will definitely be soaring and rapid every day.

It's a pity that a cross-border heretif like him, once locked by the indigenous gods here, there is no second way out except for humane destruction. Therefore, the channels through which Grim and Alice were able to access divine power were narrow and narrow, and even to put it mildly, almost none.

And the wood-carved god statue obtained from the small natural altar of the elven village, although the divine power is not strong enough to form a divine aura, is no longer ordinary.

It is conceivable that the principals of this elven village must also kneel in front of the idol day after day, year after year, and pray sincerely, communicating and connecting with the god of the moon they believe in through this wooden statue.

In this way, over time, this wood carving statue has been immersed in the power of the belief of the god of moonlight all year round, even if the wood it uses is ordinary and the carving is simple, it has now become an out-and-out magic item.

And in-depth study of it can not only obtain some of the divine power characteristics of that moonlight god, but also probe the rule field and the strength of divinity involved in that god from the side.

Therefore, the first time Alice discovered the wooden carved god statue, she sealed it with the powerful power of fate.

She wasn't so stupid to study these horrible things in such a dangerous, rudimentary environment.

If the god of the moonlight discovers that a heretic is peering into her authority through the node of faith, it may be a 'divine punishment' thrown at her. The legendary god of moonlight is a fifth-order god, although the upper limit of the power in the transmitted plane can only reach the third order, but the third-order power is still too strong for the first-order Alice......

After scraping the ground in the elven village, all the personnel immediately boarded the floating giant ship and sailed away without hesitation.

Two hours after the Floating Giant departed, a small group of Elven Hunters rode into the Elven Village on the Nightblade Leopard.

And what awaits them here, in addition to the raging flames, is the shattered and broken elven tree house. As for the elves living in the villages, they either died of slaughter, or were taken captive, or fled into the surrounding mountains and forests, not a single living person is to be seen here.

"Find ...... Scatter and look for ...... Be sure to find a living mouth and ask what the hell is going on here......" With the heart-wrenching roar of the leading huntress, all the elven huntress urged the nightblade leopard under her to rush into the surrounding mountains and forests, and began to shout and search everywhere with the elven clan's unique 'wind signal technique'.

Soon, some of the survivors were brought to the leader of the huntresses, including the junior druid who could turn into a sheep.

"Kassan, what the hell is going on?Who have you been attacked?Humans or witches?Why are there so many casualties?Don't you have eye posts on the perimeter?" There were so many questions that the leader of the huntress asked a long list of questions in one breath, and the junior druid named Kasan could only answer them one by one with a gloomy expression.

In fact, at this moment, Kashan still hasn't figured out how today's events happened.

She was only ordered to go with Sid to investigate the movement in the forest to the south, and after encountering a group of strange metal lifeforms that were killing like crazy, she stayed behind to continue to monitor, while Sid returned to the village to report. And then...... Then the strange lifeforms suddenly flew away.

By the time she realized something was wrong and rushed back to the village, it was in ruins, and there was barely half a living person to be found, except for the countless fires that had been lit.

The leader of the huntress asked two or three more elves, but most of them were ignorant, and had no idea how the enemy appeared. As soon as they came up, they were blinded by the fierce fire of the enemy, and after receiving the escape message from the female elf captain, they scattered and fled to the surrounding area.

Unfortunately, most of the elves were defeated and taken captive, and only a few of them were lucky enough to hide and escape.

After asking a few people in succession and not getting accurate information, the leader of the huntress couldn't help but feel a little impetuous.

"My lord, I know how those bad guys came to be......"

At this moment, a hoarse and low voice sounded beside him.

The elves looked at each other in amazement, only to realize that it was a little girl who was talking with soot on her face and still had flames on her body.

The leader of the huntress had asked so many people just now, but he had not asked her, because she was too young to know too much. But now, this underage little girl has given them one of the biggest surprises.

"My name is Vina...... When the enemy came, I was talking to Sister Lyfia in the Hall of Trees...... At that time, little Mudd was still alive......" Speaking of this, it seemed that she remembered her dead friend, and the little girl couldn't help crying again.

Although her heart was anxious, the leader of the huntress did not urge her, but took her into his arms and calmed her down once again with gentle comfort.

"They are ...... from heaven"

"They suddenly pressed down from the clouds, and the metal battleship almost completely obscured the lunar disk......"

"All the metal men jumped from battleships...... They killed a lot of elves with strange weapons in one fell swoop......"

"Sister Lefia and Brother Sid were both killed by metal men, their metal shells are so thick that ordinary elf arrows can't penetrate them at all, only Sister Lefia's 'double shot' can shoot through their shells......"

"Brother Sid turned into a violent bear and perished with a metal man...... He died a miserable death......"

Before she died, Sister Lefia was still shouting for everyone to escape...... I...... I turned into a turtledove and fled...... My arm was shot through by their weapons...... That's what they use to attack us......"

As she spoke, Vina raised her little hand, and in her palm, covered with dust, blood, and burns, a round and shiny metal projectile the size of a pigeon's egg caught her eye.