Chapter 623
Chapter 623 Greem’s Vengeance
The flying ship slowly glided above the cloud layers.
Several dozen metal eyeballs the size of human heads floated above the forest beneath, spouting faint blue light behind them. They wove between the dense canopy and winding vines, constantly shooting out faint red lasers to scan for every suspicious shadow in the woods.
Any opponents with life signs would have a hard time escaping the scans and senses of these metal eyeballs with the inspection runes and infrared rays embedded within them. With them as assistants, the adepts would have a perfect grasp of the situation on the ground, even if they were high in the sky.
The giant, magic-energy mechanical body of the metal eyeballs did not appear to be outfitted with any offensive weapons. However, if enemies ever attacked them, all they had to do was increase the energy level of the infrared ray, and the scan would rapidly turn into a heat ray.
The heat ray, possessing less than thirty points of power, might not be enough to deal with those high-grade magical beasts. However, it was more than enough to deal with ordinary forest creatures.
Thus, the red heat ray sizzled and repeatedly hissed throughout the journey. Every single red flash meant an insignificant life had crossed into death: lizards, goats, wolves, owls, pigeons. These harmless forest creatures had met a true calamity of extermination this time. The passing metal eyeballs instantly killed the animals, though they had barely understood the situation.
The metal eyeballs were like the bloodiest, cold-hearted, and despicable of assassins. They didn’t spare any lifeform that had body heat or life signs. They advanced in groups of three, forming a wide yet strict net of slaughter, clearing the way along a fixed path and murdering all lifeforms they sensed along the journey.
“Sister Lyfaea, Sister Lyfaea.”
Two young elven teenagers–one boy and one girl–ran to Lyfaea’s side while she was at her most concerned.
“Sister Lyfaea, come and take a look at this! I finally managed to hit two willow leaves earlier.”
The teenage elven girl pulled at Lyfaea’s arm and shook it. She raised an elven arrow that she was holding in her hand. Two thin willow leaves were impaled upon the elven arrow.
“So what if you just hit two willow leaves. Sis Lyfaea, look at me, I hit three leaves.” The other elven teenager also raised an arrow happily. Three leaves were impaled upon this one.
The elvish girl immediately pouted and glared at the boy.
For the elves who were naturally adept at archery, shooting stationary targets was something that only children did. The most essential condition for anyone who sought to become an elven archer was to pierce through five light willow leaves with a single arrow.
The fact that these two little kids could shoot through two and three leaves was already quite impressive!
Lyfaea put on a wry smile and extended her hands to rub their silky smooth, short green hair. She was just about to say something encouraging when she realized her eyes had gone dark. It was almost as if the entire world had turned dim.
The female elf captain raised her head in surprise.
It was only now that she realized the bright and brilliant disc of the moon hanging in the skies seemed to have been obscured by something, causing the entire village to lose the brilliant shine of the moonlight.
Naturally, with her eagle-like vision, Lyfaea could see everything clearly.
It wasn’t because of clouds. Instead, it was a massive metal ship descending from the skies; its target was the elven cottages beneath.
The appearance and models of the enemy were just like the fearsome and evil monsters that Syd Sharpfang had described!
It was an enemy assault.
Multiple four-meter tall magical machines encased in strange metallic shells descending from the skies by metal ropes amidst panicked cries. They landed all over the elven village with dull thuds.
The next second, whistling barrages of bullets shot toward every moving lifeform in the place. Goblin rockets howled as they flew toward every treehouse, dragging behind them foot-long trails of fire as they went on a rampage.
A series of explosions and ringing sounds echoed throughout the elven village. A storm of blood and fury instantly engulfed this peaceful paradise!