The battle lasted only a quarter of an hour before it ended!

In the face of enemies falling from the sky, and in the face of heavily armed battle weapons, the counterattack organized by the elves was fundamentally weak.

Their swift and precise arrows were useless against invulnerable metal weapons.

As for the Flower Spirits and Sword Dancers, who only have the ability to fight in close combat, there is no room to dodge in the face of the area-of-area coverage shots of the hordes of metal magic weapons. No matter how fast they fly, they can't shoot too fast* projectiles, and no matter how fast they wield their elven war knives, they can't stop the stormy barrage of fire.

Flower spirits and sword dancers rushed out from their hiding places, their sharp claws and knives scratching at the shell of the metal magic machine, slashing with a clang, but not damaging the other party in the slightest. The other magic weapons that stood in the distance did not hesitate to turn their guns, and flooded the area with a furious metal barrage.

They don't seem to care if they injure their own people by mistake.

Actually, you don't need to care!

As soon as the barrage of shooting stopped, there was only one 'living thing' that could stand in the center of the attack, and that was the metal magic machine that had been besieged just now. And all around it, the flower spirits and sword dancers, their bodies were all battered, and they were thrown everywhere like a discarded rag.

The metal magic machine moved its body, ignoring the cratered bullet marks on the surface of its body, and continued to advance towards the elven-dense area with heavy and steady steps.

How powerful could a small village at the edge of the elven kingdom be, so they encountered a far more powerful and well-prepared magical weapon team than them, and they were shot down one by one with almost no power to fight back, and then became a captive of the wizards.

The only ones that could catch the eye were probably the elf captain Lefia and the druicid fangs. One of them is a Tier 1 Elven Archer and the other is a Tier 1 Junior Druid, and once they explode with all their strength, they can still bring some threat and damage to metal magic weapons.

The junior druid, wielding an oak staff in one hand and a plant seed of iron thorns in the other, summoned a cluster of rapidly coiled iron thorns from the ground and trapped a marksman weapon in place. Lyfia exhaled and let out two elven feather arrows that glowed with a green halo in one go.

In an instant, two feathered arrows pierced deep into the chest and body of the archer's magic weapon.

Unfortunately, for a magical machine that relies on a magic energy battery, the energy center is not there, so the damage caused by these two feather arrows is not enough to paralyze it and explode. So in the next second, the two arms of the shooter's magic weapon were raised high, and the eight-mounted magic energy musket instantly flooded Lyfia's location with a furious metal barrage.

Without the deafening roar of ordinary goblin muskets, or the huge smoke produced by the deflagration, metal projectiles kept spraying out of the magic energy muskets, and Lyfia's delicate and graceful body couldn't stop bursting with huge blood flowers and the crisp sound of broken bones.

By the time the frantically spinning muskets finally stopped firing, the once-beautiful female elf captain was left with a terrifying bloody corpse, falling to the ground lightly.

"...... Lyfia" Druished Tooth hissed, his green pupils instantly filled his pupils, and with a roar, he quickly transformed into a terrifying Earth Storm Bear, roaring and rushing towards the archer's weapon.

Once again, the musket on the arm of the magic weapon spat out a series of projectiles, shooting the fierce and strong bear into a bloody splatter, snorting again and again.

But Sid Fangs still managed to hold on to the Archer with the strength of the Earth Bear.

With a roar, the Earth Storm Bearman stood up, and two huge bear paws opened their bows left and right, smashing fiercely into the body of the archer magic weapon. The humanoid design made the Marksman's weapon far inferior to the spider-like weapon in terms of balance, so it was viciously knocked to the ground by the opponent.

The Earth Storm Bear immediately pounced, and was entangled with the Marksman's magic weapon.

Beastly roars, eye-popping dull ramps, and crisp and continuous musket fires...... All the sounds were intertwined, from intense to dull, and then from dull to low...... Gradually, all the sounds disappeared!

When the other magic weapons cleared the elven village and came to this battlefield, all they saw were two fleshy wreckage huddled together.

The druid's transformed Earth Storm Bear was shot through its entire belly, and its broken internal organs flowed from it, and blood soaked the ground beneath him. And the archer magic machine has also become scattered, as if it has been violently ravaged by the fierce feet of the earth storm, and the metal shell has been twisted into shape, and it has been completely scrapped.

When all the battles were over, the metal magicians began to search the periphery with the cooperation of the metal eyeballs. The ruined elven village was left to the wizards to study.

The surviving elves and flower spirits were sent to the floating giant ship, and the poison lady Endo was in charge of interrogation, making sure to find out the exact location of the surrounding elven gathering area, as well as the location of the nearest elven city.

Although the half-elf Taimo can remember the location of all the elven cities, he cannot accurately point out the location of all the elven villages. After all, it had been nearly a hundred years since he left this land, and a hundred years of vicissitudes was enough to make everything familiar beyond recognition.

With the strength of Grim and the others, if you want to sneak attack the elven city, it is almost to find death. However, it is within their power to sweep around the elven city and clear out all their outlying strongholds and towns.

As qualified wizards, Grim and the others have personally extracted the hair, flesh, and internal organs of flower essences and elves. Especially with the Plague Spirit, Grim can easily rely on these extracts to extract targeted plague seeds.

It's just that elves and flower spirits are natural creatures, and they have resistance to epidemics and toxins, and it is simply wishful thinking to rely on the plague to solve them once and for all. But to be able to add some chaos to them, Grim is also full of joy!

And after the big battle, the most satisfied with the harvest are probably a few vampires and Billis, the worm witch.

I have to say that the elf, as a child of the jungle, naturally contains a strong natural breath in his body. And this blood soaked in magical energy is undoubtedly the favorite food of vampires, so Mary stepped forward and selected a few high-quality ones from the captive elves and flower spirits, and specially locked them up as special blood food for vampires.

The fragmented remains of the elves were collected by Billis, the Worm Witch.

In a chamber on the belly of the ship, Bilis had just built a new hive that needed to be watered with a lot of blood, and the elven wreckage came just in time.

In addition to these, the wizards also found a lot of elven artifacts from the ruined treehouses, most of which were various plant seeds and plant fruits, which did not mean much to the wizards. But there's something significant about it.

For example, the natural fruit plucked from the thousand-year-old oak tree can prolong the life of ordinary people, but here for wizards, it can only be used as a plant-based material to refine natural resistance potions.

Fighting the elves, this natural resistance potion seems to be an indispensable support elixir!

Of course, in addition to the natural fruits, the wizards also found some exotic woods needed to make magic staffs, as well as matching inlaid natural magic gems.

But Grim didn't care about any of them, and the only thing that moved him was an unexpected discovery.

At the top of the tallest tree in the elven village, Desella found a very hidden tree hole. As Grim walked through the narrow hollow of the tree and brushed away the hanging green vines, he was greeted by a small natural altar.

The so-called small altar is nothing more than a one-meter-diameter stump with a pool-like groove dug out of it. And when Grim arrived, he could clearly see the bright moonlight shining through a hole in the top of the tree cavity, projecting straight into the groove.

Inside the groove, a thin handful of green spring water is rippling.

As soon as Grim approached the stump, he sensed the breath of life rushing to his face, and at the same time, he also sensed a hint of holiness and sacredness.

Moon water!

This is probably the so-called elven treasure - moon water.

Grim took a deep breath and turned his head and ordered, "Hurry up and ask Alice to ......"

Before Desera could leave, Alice's soft voice had already sounded.

"No need to shout, I'm already here!"

Grim laughed and said, "Hey, you have a dog's nose, and you smell before you can shout...... " He laughed heartily regardless of his image.

Alice gave him an angry look.

But as soon as she approached the stump, her eyes were firmly absorbed on the handful of green water.

"Moon Water...... It's the moon water......"

"What? There will be moonwater here?"

Several witches who followed in exclaimed in disbelief.

Alice tilted her head to think about it, and then seemed to understand something.

She came to the stump and slapped it a few times, then opened a secret compartment and took out a palm-sized wooden statue from it.

For some reason, this wooden statue was filled with an obscure and strange fluctuation that made everyone who saw it feel the urge to bow down!

"Greem, we can't stay here too long, this is a village blessed by the gods......"

"Hmm!" Grim was puzzled, "What is this wooden statue?"

"With the population and pattern of this village, it would not have been possible for such a treasure as moonwater. But it has appeared now, which can only show that this place is blessed by the god of moonlight. This wooden statue is the idol of the Moonlight God, and it is very likely that the elves in the village are all followers of the Moonlight God. If we stay here for too long, we're likely to get into huge trouble!"

"Understood, I'll go out and arrange the retreat. It's all up to you!" Grim made a quick decision, and immediately walked out of the tree hole.

"Don't look at it, let's move everything out of here...... Alice immediately gave the order.

The witches immediately swarmed up with a smile on their faces.

Soon, the entire tree hole was cleaned!