Chapter 618
Chapter 618 Finding Veins
Garan Continent, somewhere near the west coast.
The flying ship slowly flew above the clouds at an extremely slow speed.
The few adepts belonging to the Crimson Clan had already come on deck. They leaned against the bow and silently observed the mysterious continent below as it peeked in and out between the clouds.
With their strength and the enhancement of the Eagle Eye Spell, they could easily see through the thin layer of clouds and directly observe the amazing scenery of Garan’s nature and its plentiful plant life.
Sadly, the elves that they were trying to find were not as easy to discover as humans. Humans liked to cut down the trees near their settlements and use them to construct high, sturdy camps and buildings. That was why it was easy to find human villages. All one needed to do was wait for night time and follow the light from fires.
However, the elves were known for their adoration of nature. They were a race that loved and cared for forests. They almost never cut down trees, preferring to place their villages and cities right up on those extraordinarily tall and thick ancient trees.
Treehouses. Those were the homes of all elves.
Thus, the Archers very easily massacred the entire ratmen tribe.
The goblin technician also brought back four or five ores that had been excavated from the depths of the mine.
Greem casually picked up one of the ores and weighed it in his hand for a bit. He then brought it closer to his eye for a more detailed inspection.
[Beep. Inspection complete. This is an ordinary ore. It contains 11% mineral components. The rest is scrap with no utilization value. Upon estimation, the mineral components of the ore are as follows:
[Chromite 1.42%.
[Olivine 3.27%.
[Pyroxene 2.86%.
[……
[Metal content ratio lower than(unspecified)XXX%. No excavation or smelting value.]
The Chip gave a final assessment after providing a long list of mineral components.
The quality of the Ratmen Mine wasn’t very high. Most of the minerals they offered to the elves were only low-grade magical materials that accompanied the ores, such as topaz, peridots, and agates. These things still had some value to the elves, but they were utterly useless to Greem, who only wanted to establish a foothold as soon as possible.
He inspected all of the ores that the goblin technician brought out of the mine and then waved his hand in disappointment. All of the crew boarded the ship once again, and the flying vessel turned and sped away toward yet another mysterious mine in the distance.
It could honestly be said that Greem was ignoring all other precautions for the sake of finding a suitable metal ore vein as fast as he could. At any rate, this was only the fringe of the Great Fantasy Forest. The military force that the Elven Empire could extend here was limited and insufficient to dissuade their operations.
The allied army of the Dark and Pale Witches would be arriving at Garan by boat in another five or six days. They would be an even more conspicuous target then, who would also be easier to catch.
It was inevitable that the Elven Empire would be more willing to surround and exterminate them with their elite armies instead of futilely chasing after a flying ship.
In truth, Greem couldn’t be bothered with worldly mortal armies with his tough ship and massive cannons. The only things that would make him slightly concerned were the elementium users and fearsome powerhouses amongst the elves.
However, Greem was currently only circling the edge of Garan. He hadn’t slaughtered or harmed any elves. They were also continually turning back into the broad stretch of forest. Even Greem himself wouldn’t know what to do with this mysterious metal monster if he were placed in the shoes of the elven commander dealing with it!