"Anch, Anch?"

The elf was a little stunned, its body was translucent grayish-yellow, and it had a dwarf plant on top of its head with small white flowers and a small oval fruit at its roots, which looked like a potato.

By the time Liszt used the contract of heart-to-heart communication to prove the thinking of the elves a little, he already understood what kind of elves this was.

Indeed, as he could see, it was a great elf conceived by a plant much like a potato.

If nothing else, the plants it affects are very similar to the potatoes on Earth, which are bulbous tubers – commonly known as potatoes – that grow underground.

It's a potato elf!

If it produces potatoes that have the same advantages as potatoes on earth, with high yields, nutrient richness, and environmental resilience, then this is definitely an important source of food. The most important types of elves are potions and grains, and the potato elves have great potential.

"Little one, you are safe, follow me in the future and enjoy your life as an elf happily. Liszt sent it a gentle thought.

After the potato elf felt it, he immediately nodded unconsciously.

The rope was torn off, and the potato elf flew to Liszt's shoulder at once, and laughed freely: "Haha, Angchi, Angchi, Krone Pool!"

Immediately, Liszt began to contract elves and elven worms again.

The number of elves is not very large, there are eight elves and sixteen elven insects. He made a contract one by one, and then gathered around him. When these elves were captured by the Moon Slayer, they took the means to get them to take back their cordyceps, but they did not contract.

According to research by the Magic Guild, the Moon Slayer believed that the Elven Worm would drain their blood once the contract was completed.

Even some ancient magicians called the elves weird, believing them to be bad omens, and as for the elves, most of the moon killers had never seen them once in their lives.

Just when he contracted the elves.

A group of ancient magicians, who had adapted to the dragon might of the invisible dragon, began to get up from the ground and raised their hands, wanting to release their magic and attack Liszt.

Cassido...... Moxiros ......"

However, before the ancient magician could release his magic, Liszt had already turned around quickly, and the Ice Spirit Dragon Slashing Sword Void Slashed, and a particularly large fiery red sword flew out. In the blink of an eye, the sword had crossed a distance of ten meters, splitting in half an ancient mage who had begun to condense his magical power.

There was no blood spilled, and there was only the smell of barbecue in the sword.

Twisting around, he swung out a fiery red sword again, and another ancient magician was split in half by Liszt, and his burnt body emitted a burst of barbecue.

Seven or eight swords passed, and seven or eight ancient magicians turned into fourteen or five half-body ancient magicians, lying on the ground horizontally and vertically.

Killing these ancient mages in a row is still such an easy and comfortable kill.

Quickly intimidated all the ancient mages, as well as some of the sturdy warriors who were desperately resisting the dragon's might, the fiery red sword that destroyed their courage to be frightened by the dragon's might.

Seeing this, Liszt took out a notebook from the spatial ring.

Open the notebook, inside is the handwritten language of the moon-snake translation comparison, each language of the moon has a special snake phonetic transcription, and some commonly used snake scripts are also translated into the language of the moon and marked phonetic transcription.

He quickly found what he wanted, and then read it out loud against the phonetic transcription of the snake script: "Oh big hey, it's soft!"

The meaning of this phrase is - surrender or die.

The Moonkiller natives trembled in the dragon's might, and no one responded to Liszt's threat.

The listener, who had been struck twice by the dragon's might, had regained his senses, and he stretched out his hand to Liszt and shouted, "Cassido...... Moxiros ......"

Immediately following him, two more ancient magicians stretched out their hands and pointed at Liszt: "Cassida...... Moxiros ......"

is still secretly condensing magic power, wanting to release magic to attack Liszt.

But Liszt was always running the eye of magic power, and at his disposal were two particularly large fiery red swords, slashing the two ancient magicians to death - seeing the elves being killed by these natives, he always had a lot of anger in his heart, and he needed to rely on killing people to vent.

Instead of killing the listener, he walked up to him, and the blade of the Ice Spirit Dragon Slashing Sword slammed into his face, sending a few teeth flying and half of his old face swollen into ass.

Only then did he open the notebook again, trying to translate what "Cassido" and "Moxiros" meant.

It's a pity that I searched for a while, but I didn't find the corresponding language of the moon.

In a fit of rage.

He shouted again, "Oh yes!"

There was silence for a moment, and finally an ancient magician took the lead and knelt on the ground, shouting, "Soft!" With this ancient magician taking the lead, the remaining seventy or so ancient magicians followed behind one by one, chanting "soft color".

However, the listener and the remaining seventeen ancient mages still shouted fiercely, "Cassido...... Moxiros ......"

The result was Liszt slashing three more ancient mages to death with his sword, and then throwing a piece of rope to the old mages who took the lead in submission, signaling him to tie up the listener and the fourteen recalcitrant old mages. Tied together, and then tied with a dead knot, a rope woven with hemp rope and vine is unbreakable.

Without the resistance, the entire tribe of the Moonkillers, under the loud shouts of the ancient magicians, quickly surrendered to Liszt.

All the natives knelt down and kowtowed to him: "Soft!"

Liszt looked at the Moonkillers, this is a large tribe, there are about 10,000 people, and there are more than a hundred ancient magicians alone.

In the midst of the crowd's prostration, he walked up to the ancient magician who was the first to surrender, pointed at him, opened his notebook and read, "Lesna!"

This is what the listener means.

When the ancient magician heard this, he was overjoyed, and crawled to Liszt's feet, kissing the tips of his silver-white metal boots.

Liszt pointed to the Moonkiller natives below, signaling to the new listener to forbid to capture the elves again. Anyone who dares to kill an elf is to be put to death. Then he motioned to the listener to dismiss the Moon Killer, not to gather around here, and to continue to work.

He didn't feel anything about the submission of the Moonkillers, and only wanted to capture these people to be serfs.

In this way, the ancient mage was killed, the elves were also contracted, and Liszt began to study the broken statue that the Moonkiller worshipped. Only one of the six broken statues remained intact, the remaining five were shattered to slag, and one of them, which was originally half intact but was trampled by the invisible dragon.

As for the part of the statue holding the weapon, the five broken statues are missing this part, and the only statue that is in good condition is promoted, and there is a half-cut stone sword.

Liszt jumped suddenly, jumped on the arm of the statue holding the sword, and the Ice Spirit Dragon Slashing Sword infused the dragon fighting energy, and slashed at the statue's wrist.

Suddenly the wrist broke.

The stone sword carving fell to the ground, splitting into several pieces, one of which suddenly bloomed with brilliant magical feedback, and Liszt confirmed his suspicion that the stone scepter that sealed the Scepter of Time was one of the parts of the statues.

He crushed the stone and pulled out a long, thin sword that shone brightly.