Chapter 625
Chapter 625 Spoils and Investigations
The spoils after exterminating a border village of the elves were reasonably plentiful.
The resources and supplies obtained were secondary; the greatest spoil was actually the small nature altar they had obtained.
Moonwater, also known as Water of the Moonwells, was a sort of special spring water produced within the elven territory.
It was rumored that moonwater was an entirely new energy created by elves by combining magic elementium with the power of faith. This energy manifested in the form of well water.
For ordinary mortals, moonwater could bring the dead back to life, even if all that was left was bones. It was practically a miracle medicine. For spellcasters, moonwater was the most potent and safest healing potion in the world.
Even if a spellcaster was utterly exhausted, without Spirit or stamina, all they had to do was drink a bottle of moonwater to revitalize themselves instantly. Their Spirit would be so full that they would be on the verge of exploding. That was why any high-grade adept that could bring a bottle of such moonwater with them was essentially providing themselves with a second life.
One could easily imagine an adept using the moonwater to regain his strength after exhausting themselves in a battle with an equal. The sudden rejuvenation and pleasure that came from torturing and beating down the opponent with their newfound power couldn’t compare to ordinary entertainment!
The huntress leader questioned another two or three elves, but all of them were dazed and confused. No one had any idea how the enemy had appeared. They had been stunned by the enemy’s ferocious firepower at the very start of the battle. They had then scattered and escaped into the surroundings after receiving the female elf captain’s order to run.
Sadly, most of the elves had been beaten and abducted. Only a few of them were fortunate enough to remain hidden and escape calamity.
The huntress leader couldn’t help but get upset after failing to obtain any accurate information after questioning several of the survivors.
“Madam, I know how those bad guys arrived.”
Just then, a deep and hoarse voice rang out from a side.
The elves turned to look with befuddled expressions, only to find the speaker to be a young girl covered in dust. Her body still had burn marks on it.
The huntress leader had questioned so many of the elves besides her precisely because of her young age. There was no way she would know too much about the situation. However, it was this young girl that brought them their most pleasant surprise.
“I’m Vena. I was talking with Sister Lyfaea in the tree hall when the enemy arrived. Little Mott was still alive then.” The little girl remembered her dead friend as she spoke and couldn’t help but start crying.
The huntress leader was impatient and anxious, but she didn’t press the issue. Instead, she took the girl into her arms and calmed the girl down with gentle words.
“They came from the skies.
“They suddenly crashed down from the clouds. The metal ship completely covered the moon.
“All the metal men jumped off of the ship. They used foreign weapons and killed many of the elves the moment they landed.
“Both Sister Lyfaea and Brother Syd were killed by the metal men. Their metal armors were way too thick, and ordinary elven arrows couldn’t pierce them at all. Only Sister Lyfaea’s Double Shot could pierce their shells.
“Brother Syd turned into a bear and died along with a metal man. He died a terrible death.
“Before she died, Sister Lyfaea had shouted for everyone to run. I…I turned into a pigeon and escaped. A hole even got shot through my arm by their weapon; this is the weapon they attacked us with.”
As she said that, Vena raised her hand. A round, shiny metal bullet the size of a pigeon’s egg lay in the middle of her dusty, bloody, and burnt palm.