After wiping out a small village near the elves' border, Grim and his group had gained a lot.
The harvest of materials and resources was secondary. The biggest harvest actually came from the small nature altar.
Moon Water, also known as the Moon Well Water, was a special spring water produced in the elves' territory.
According to legend, Moon Water was a new type of energy produced by the elves by combining magic elements and faith energy. However, this energy was in the form of well water.
To mortals, Moon Water could bring the dead back to life and heal bones. It was a miraculous medicine. But to spellcasters, Moon Water was the safest and most powerful healing and recovery potion in the world.
Even if a Spell Caster had exhausted all of his Magic Power, Mind Power, and physical strength, he would immediately be full of energy and vigor as long as he drank a bottle of Moon Water. His Mind Power would be so full that it would explode. Therefore, if a high-grade wizard could bring a bottle of Moon Water with him, it would be like giving himself a second life.
It was not hard to imagine that when this Magus was exhausted from fighting an opponent of equal strength, he would suddenly come back to life with the help of the Moon Water. The pleasure of torturing his opponent was not something that could be compared to ordinary pleasures!
Although the Magus World was of a higher level than the Faern Plane, the Magical Energy Potions produced by the Magi World still stimulated the physical body and stimulated the mental energy to increase the speed of recovery. They were not like the Moon Water, which instantly turned one's body upside down after drinking it. One's Wizard Power would explode, one's mental energy would be full, and one's physical strength would be at the peak.
Moreover, the Sorcerer World's Mana Potions had serious drug resistance. Swallowing too many at once would not result in a stacking effect. Compared to the Moonwater Potion, the recovery index in all aspects was like heaven and earth. There was no comparison.
Therefore, even in the Sorcerer World, Moon Water was still a high-grade potion sought after by high-grade wizards. The price of the same amount of Moon Water was ten times higher than a potion, but it was still in short supply in the circle of high-grade wizards.
The only reason for this was that the original Moon Water was mixed with a large amount of faith energy during the production process. Wizards did not have any faith energy, so they could not use faith energy. Therefore, they could not replicate Moon Water in the Sorcerer Laboratory.
Since it could not be replicated through witchcraft, the only way for wizards to obtain Moonwater was to plunder the elves. However, for the Elves, those who had Moon Wells and could produce Moon Water in large quantities were usually large groups of Elves.
These communities were usually protected by gods.
No matter how tyrannical a wizard was, if he went to the elves' territory and started a fight, once he angered the God behind them, the God's Emissary could send a clone to destroy his or her soul in minutes. Due to the difference in the grade of the Path of Faith, the individual strength of the God's Envoys would be different, and there would be a huge difference in strength between them and the God's main body.
However, if a Tier 6 God focused a portion of his consciousness on a Tier 3 Oracle, he could still slaughter multiple Tier 3 opponents effortlessly. Apart from anything else, their understanding and usage of strength and techniques were already enough for them to fight with a small force and slaughter in all directions!
Therefore, the elves that were protected by the gods were almost forbidden areas for wizards. Once the elven oracles were provoked, no one would be able to resist those oracles who could cast terrible divine spells.
In the power system recognized by Magi, divine power was a higher level and stronger power than Wizard power. Only the power of laws controlled by Great Magi could contend against it.
That was why Grim and the others were able to obtain some Moon Water in a small elven village near the border, which was more than enough for them to be satisfied.
They filled five standard potion bottles, and each bottle could be sold for a sky-high price of 20,000 to 30,000 gold coins in the Magus World. Moreover, there was no market for such a price. No one would sell the Moon Water they had worked so hard to collect.
After all, in a critical moment, a bottle of Moon Water could save one's life!
No one would complain about having a long life!
That was why high-grade Magi would rather hoard it at a high price than sell it.
Of course, to Deseira and the others, the value of the Moon Water was undoubtedly huge. However, to Alice and Grim, the wooden statue was even more valuable than the Moon Water!
Since they were honored to come to a Faith Plane ruled by the gods, as Magi, they would be letting down their status if they did not research the power of faith, which was even more powerful than Wizard power.
Of course, if Grim could go to the Divine Kingdom of the Elven Gods and ask for some Divine Crystals, and ask the Gods to open up their Divine Kingdom for him to study, his research would definitely progress by leaps and bounds.
It was a pity that once a heretic from another world like him was targeted by the indigenous gods here, there was no other way out other than to destroy him. Therefore, Grimm and Alice had very few ways to come into contact with divine power. To put it bluntly, there was almost no way at all.
Although the divine power of the wooden statue they had obtained from the small nature altar in the elven village was not strong enough to form a divine halo, it was still an extraordinary item.
One could imagine that the leaders of the elven village must have knelt in front of the statue day after day, year after year, and communicated with the God of Moonlight through the wooden statue.
After a long time, the wooden statue had been immersed in the power of faith of the God of Moonlight all year round. No matter how ordinary the wood was and how crude the carving was, it had now become extraordinary and had become a genuine divine artifact.
Not only could one obtain part of the characteristics of the God of Moonlight's divine power by studying it in depth, but they could also find out the power of law and divinity the god was involved in.
Therefore, the moment Alice found the wooden statue, she sealed it with the powerful power of fate.
She was not stupid enough to research such a terrifying thing in such a dangerous and crude environment.
If the God of Moonlight found out that a heretic was peeking at her authority through the node of faith, she might just throw a divine punishment at them. According to the legends, the God of Moonlight was a Level 5 God. Although the upper limit of the power transmitted into the plane was Level 3, Level 3 power was still too much for Alice who was only at Level 1 …
After scouring the elven village, everyone immediately boarded the giant floating ship and left without hesitation.
Two hours after the giant floating ship left, a small group of elven hunters riding on Nightsaber rushed into the elven village.
What awaited them here, other than the raging flames, was the broken elven treehouse. As for the elves living in the village, they were either killed, kidnapped, or escaped into the surrounding forest. Not a single living person could be seen here.
"Search … Spread out and search … We must find someone alive and ask them what's going on here …" As the leading huntress roared in anguish, all of the elven huntresses urged the Nightmares they were riding on to rush into the surrounding forest. They began to use the elven tribe's unique 'Whispering Spell' to call out and search in all directions.
Soon, some survivors were brought to the leader of the huntresses, including the beginner level female druid who could turn into a sheep.
"Calshan, what happened? Who attacked you? Humans or witches? Why are there so many casualties? Didn't you place any sentries outside? " There were too many questions, so the leader of the huntresses asked a long list of questions in one breath, and the female druid called Calshan could only answer them one by one with a gloomy expression.
Actually, at this moment, Calshan still didn't understand what happened today.
She was only ordered to investigate the strange movements in the southern forest with Sid. After encountering a group of strange metal life forms that were killing crazily, she stayed behind to continue monitoring while Sid returned to the village to report. Then … then the group of strange life forms suddenly flew away.
When she realized that something was wrong and ran back to the village, it was already in ruins. Other than countless burning heads, there was not a single living person to be found.
The leader of the huntresses asked another two or three elves, but most of them were muddle-headed and had no idea how the enemy appeared. They were stunned by the enemy's fierce firepower as soon as they arrived, and when they received the escape signal from the leader of the elves, they scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing to the surroundings.
Unfortunately, most of the elves were defeated and kidnapped, only a few of them were lucky enough to hide and escape.
After asking a few more elves, the leader of the huntresses could not help but feel a little impatient.
"My Lady, I know how those bad guys appeared …"
At this moment, a hoarse and low voice sounded beside her.
The elves looked over in shock, and realised that the one who spoke was a little girl with a face full of soot and burn marks on her body.
The leader of the huntresses had asked so many people just now, but she was the only one who had not been asked. It was because she was too young to know too much. But now, this underage girl had given them the biggest surprise.
"My name is Weena … When the enemy came, I was talking to sister Lefia in the tree hall … Little Mulder was still alive at that time …" At this point, the little girl seemed to remember her friend who had died, and could not help but cry again.
Although she was anxious, the leader of the huntresses did not rush her. Instead, she pulled her into her arms and used gentle comfort to calm her down once again.
"They came from the sky …"
"They suddenly pressed down from above the clouds, and the metal battleship almost completely covered the moon …"
"All of the Metal Men jumped down from the battleship … They killed many elves with strange weapons as soon as they came down …"
"Sister Lefia and brother Sid were killed by the Metal Men. Their metal shells were too thick, and the arrows of ordinary elves could not penetrate them at all. Only sister Lefia's' Double Shot 'could penetrate their shells …"
"Big Brother Sid turned into a Grizzly Bear and died together with a Metal Man … He died so tragically …"
"Before he died, sister Lefia shouted for everyone to escape … I … I turned into a turtledove and escaped … My arm was pierced by their weapon … That was the weapon they used to attack us …"
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