It didn't take long for Delhiman to return. He came back disappointed.

That undead toxin is useless against the snow elves! In this regard, Delhiman expressed great loss. However, Wei Xu, on the other hand, actually breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the news, like a big stone in his heart falling down, and he was much more down-to-earth. It felt like how bad his previous default behavior was.

"My lord......" Looking at Wei Xu's silent appearance, Derryman thought that he was worried about the large area of snow elves that were about to rise. Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth again and said, "Why don't I go and find a chance to see if I can directly serve them with poison!" ”

Listening to Derryman's words, Wei Xu hurriedly came back to his senses: "No, we can now configure that no matter what kind of poison it is, it doesn't have the same transmission ability as the undead toxin, so that directly going over to poison them may cause enough casualties for a while, but when they react and become vigilant, they will never have a chance to ...... again."

"But my lord......" Derman listened to Wei Xu's words, and his heart was also a little anxious. After all, he had seen the huge army of snow elves camp in his own place. The endless number alone makes people's scalps tingle when they look at it.

"Don't think about this kind of strategy for you to deal with those snow elves alone." Seeing that Derriman was about to say something, Wei Xu directly waved his hand to interrupt him. "How many snow elf tribes are there now?"

"There were about 50,000 in the past, and some of them suddenly decreased more than ten days ago, but they replenished quickly. The current number should be back to 10,000 again. Delhiman was silent for a moment, then said with a frown.

"Fifty thousand, ah......" Wei Xu was also a little shocked when he heard this number. It's okay if there are dozens of snow elf tribes that are not organized, let alone 50,000, even 100,000 is not a concern. But now in front of them were 50,000 snow elves all together. No matter where it is, the power of organization will always be strong.

After thinking about it for a long time, Wei Xu finally made a decision: "Let's go up first this time, and wait for you to arrange a few people to come down to monitor the tribe." Then come with me on a trip to the moon and ask them if their witch is ready! ”

The only way to do this is to follow the previous plan, get the witch slad first, and then settle the problem of the snow elf. I only hope that the artifact that allowed Isgramer and his five hundred comrades to kill the snow elves is still there......

Moon Vaska.

Clarke, with his gray beard, shuddered a little as he took the two-meter-tall double-edged axe from the old blacksmith Erlund. The dark and calm color, the simple pattern, and the cold light of the blade...... This was the first time he had ever touched a complete witch slade. Although he has been pursuing the collection of fragments of this artifact for the rest of his life, so as to reopen the gates of the Holy Land. But he almost never had the delusion to actually collect it all.

This is really thanks to the Halfmoon Lord, and it was the news from him that let Clark know the whereabouts of these fragments. But Clark felt that he was more grateful to the Silver Hand Scraps, for collecting so much of this witch Slad in order to deal with their comrades!

"Prophet, Lord Wei Xu is here......" As Clark was carefully examining the giant axe in front of him, the voice of Farkas suddenly came from outside the door.

Not long after his voice fell, Clark's bedroom door was pushed open: "Haha, Pioneer Clark, what are you doing here?" It's been a long time since I've asked questions about the progress of Wuslade......"

Before the person came in, Wei Xu's unique voice had already come in. This time, Wei Xu was much more casual than the last time. As soon as he entered the door, his eyes fell on the giant axe in Clark's hand, and the words in his mouth stopped instantly: "Aha, this is Witch Slade!" Looks like my message is still accurate, isn't it? ”

As he spoke, Wei Xu wanted to reach over directly and take the giant axe in front of him. But halfway through this hand, he seemed to suddenly realize that what he had done was inappropriate, and he took his hand back a little sneeringly. It was only at this time that his gaze met Clarke, who was in front of him.

Seeing Wei Xu's character, Clark was also a little surprised for a while, why didn't he see the lord in front of him for a few days, and his personality became a bit much.

In fact, I don't blame Wei Xu for this appearance, if someone comes to Wei Xu's mouth at this time and smells it, they may guess the reason, and there is still some tequila breath left in his mouth. After getting the news of the informant in Xueman City, Wei Xu hurriedly found a place to temporarily use the dispensing equipment he carried with him to configure a bottle of eloquence potion.

The memory of Ufrik being a little disadvantaged before is still there, so this time, just in case, the eloquence potion that had been thrown into the corner by him finally came out of the mountain again.

"Lord Wei Xu came when he said it, and he didn't say hello." Clark directly ignored Wei Xu's rudeness just now, and turned to ask the person in front of him. As he spoke, the giant axe in his hand was also casually put aside, as if he was just holding an ordinary axe in his hand. And for Wei Xu's previous words about Wu Slade, he was also deaf and couldn't hear it at all.

"Haha, didn't you just put a truce, so I hurried over here to see the situation of this witch Slade. But what I didn't expect was that Clark Pioneer had successfully collected all the fragments of Wuslad, not to mention, and directly reforged them! Wei Xu didn't feel the slightest annoyance at Clark for not mentioning the matter of Witch Slade, but continued.

After Clark heard Wei Xu's words, he sighed as if he had heard of the end of the war for the first time: "Ah, I didn't expect that there would be a truce." Lord Wei Xu has always made a lot of efforts in this! I just wanted to ask, is the rumor that Evsis using the army of the undead true or false? ”

One of the two people held on tightly, obviously asking the old man in front of him to loosen his mouth, and the other answered the question, persistently trying to lead the question in another direction. This situation saw Robben DeRiemann on the field, as well as Farkas and Erlund sluggish for a while.

Especially for Clark in front of him, except for Earlund, Clark appeared in front of the rest of the people with a kind and wise image, this kind of cheeky situation with a young man is really the first time I have seen it!

"What are they doing here?" Robben gently poked Derman on the side.

Delhiman didn't reply and said, "I guess they're pulling each other's skins......"

From Robben's point of view, Derryman's pupils shrank at this time, staring at the witch in the corner in front of him and not knowing what he was doing......