Chapter 0656 Beautiful Village

Dark witches were always arrogant, so they were disdainful of attending this party.

However, considering that they would need to use this floating giant ship for their later in-depth operations, they could only patiently attend. What's more, there was another topic that attracted them more, which made them itch.

That is... it's time to divide the spoils!

After two consecutive battles, countless elves were killed and captured. Now they have arrived at a relatively safe place, so these spoils must be divided clearly.

A dark witch accompanied the ice girl Xuefu to count all the elf captives, and registered them in detail and comprehensively according to their level, gender, occupation, age and appearance.

So, this long list soon fell into the hands of Grimm, Alice and Uza.

With the wizards' super high spiritual attributes, it is not difficult to remember such simple numbers. The list was quickly circulated among everyone, and then the spoils were quickly divided.

According to the prior agreement, the dark witches should occupy the majority of the elf captives and have the priority to choose. Therefore, Grimm politely asked the witch Usa to choose first.

Grimm's humility obviously made the witch Usa very happy, and she rarely showed a smile on her ugly and gloomy face.

The elves captured this time were not only large in number, but also of particularly high "quality".

There was no way, whether it was the previous Xinsaro camp or the later Moonlight Goddess's messenger team, the proportion of warriors was much higher than that of ordinary elf villages. So among this batch of 427 elf prisoners of war, the number of 1st-level warriors was as high as 162, and the number of 2nd-level warriors was also 12.

Of course, there was also a half-burnt corpse of a 3rd-level elf messenger who was electrocuted, and her complete soul.

The dark witch was worthy of being the representative of the insidious and evil witches. After the elf messenger Sinnia died tragically under the thunder and lightning of the thunder dragon Ams, she quickly put a high-quality soul treasure into the forehead of the burnt corpse.

Therefore, under the pull of the Soul Gem, Sinnia's soul, which was supposed to return to the kingdom of the Moonlight Goddess through the faith channel, was imprisoned.

Although the dark witches are good at dark witchcraft, they are not as specialized as the death witches in concocting souls and body transformation.

If Sinnia's remains and soul fall into the hands of the death witches, at least a level 3 primary ghost banshee can be concocted. If you are lucky, a level 3 intermediate horror corpse witch is also quite good. Considering that Sinnia's predecessor was an elf god, the possibility of a level 3 high-level lich is lower, but not impossible.

If Sinnia's soul is sold to the pale witches, what they are best at is erasing the memory of the soul and then assimilating it into their companion spirit body.

A level 3 high-end soul can definitely be sold for a good price!

This is not the wizard world, and soul trading is strictly prohibited. If you can get such a high-quality soul here, those level 3 pale witches will definitely go crazy.

However, if Sinya's soul falls into Uza's hands, it will not be ruined. It is also easy to refine a level 3 shadow assassin. This kind of dark shadow puppet without self and only obeying the refiner is the best auxiliary object for high-level dark witches.

So Uza picked all the ordinary elves, including those old people and children.

There is no way. According to the cost performance, of course, the elves with the identity of warriors are more valuable. But the order she received before coming was to try to bring back an elf group that can reproduce. In this case, those old people and children become indispensable!

Otherwise, only adult male and female elves cannot be called a complete group.

After selecting ordinary elves, Uza picked 1/3 from the level 1 elves, and then picked 3 people from the level 2 elves.

It's not that she didn't want to pick more, but most of these warriors were captured by the wizard's men during the battle. In this case, they could not be simply classified as public spoils for Wusa to choose, but became the private spoils of the wizard's forces.

The number of dark witches was still a little scarce, and in addition to the chaos of the war, they were suppressed by the elves and it was difficult for them to exert their combat power. Therefore, the private spoils belonging to the dark witches were much less than those of the wizards.

And even the remains and soul of this level 3 elf envoy belonged to the wizard.

After all, the level 3 thunder dragon that contributed the most in the whole battle was essentially a contracted creature summoned by the wizard. And in order to capture this elf envoy, the wizard also paid 3 bottles of moon water and the heavy damage of the floating giant ship.

Therefore, although the level 3 dark witch Wusa also contributed a lot, she was obviously behind the wizard named Grim in the distribution of the remains and soul of the elf envoy.

For such eye-catching high-level spoils, no one would think it was too much, and no one was willing to throw it away.

So Grimm put the remains of Sinya into the warehouse in front of the witch Ulthar, who was breathing fire, and then took the Soul Gem into his pocket.

Of course, Ulthar's achievements in the last battle could not be erased, so Grimm gave her two level 2 elf captives as compensation.

After the prisoners were divided, the remaining items were all the elf supplies and materials obtained from the warehouse of the Xinsalo camp.

According to the prior agreement, these things were also owned by the Witch of Fate, and became the spoils of the Crimson Family.

After the spoils were divided, the elf captives were pressed down the floating giant ship and sent to the dark and damp underground prison. Considering that the environment here is too harsh, if they are not transported away as soon as possible, given the elves' usual weak constitution, I am afraid there will be a lot of heartbreaking non-combat injuries.

So, the Dark Witch and Grimm's party stayed temporarily on the overseas isolated island, waiting for the repair of the floating giant ship!

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Jialan Continent, West Coast.

Rutherland Village.

This is a small elf village hidden in a quiet valley.

There are only 20 to 30 tree houses in the whole village, scattered on three huge ancient trees towering into the sky. Through the elves' natural magic, tree bridges built with thick and flat ancient tree branches and vine bridges made of vine branches are used to build a crisscross and uneven passage between tree houses.

All the building materials here come from nature and the big forest. Whether it is the platform built on the branches of ancient trees, the stairs built around the trunks, or the materials used to make vine bridges, they are all provided by the green plants here.

The bright skylight is difficult to penetrate the dense and thick "green sky" above the head, but the fragmented sunlight halo projects the rich greenness to every corner of this quiet valley.

The light here is not so strong, and it even seems a little dim.

But the hazy and illusory strange scene, and the swaying vine bridges swaying in the wind, are so beautiful and beautiful!

Elves are not a very hardworking race.

Long life, a relaxing and comfortable living environment, and a peaceful mentality of loving art and nature... all these make the elves look so lazy and leisurely at all times!

There are only more than 60 people in Rutherland Village, and 70% to 80% of them are ordinary elves who have not chosen a combat profession. They either choose to be gardeners, painters, or organists... Their hobbies are different, so their choices are also very different, but their nature of loving nature and loving life is the same.

Every afternoon, the elves of Rutherland Village, big and small, will leave the tree house and come to the largest platform behind the village office.

This is the place specially opened up by Rutherland Village for elves to practice archery skills.

If the Elf Kingdom has any mandatory requirements for all elves, then practicing archery skills is the only requirement!

Any elven village, town or city must build such a public shooting range for the elves in the area to practice. And every elven citizen of the Elf Kingdom is also obliged to spend more than an hour every day to hone their archery skills.

In order to better guide these ordinary elves living in peace and tranquility so as not to abandon the racial specialties of the forest elves, each elf settlement will be properly trained and selected by the archery instructors and war dancers.

Those who have shown good signs since childhood will be selected and sent to nearby training camps.

There, they can fight and train with talented teenagers from dozens of nearby villages, and then grow into qualified warriors or archers. Those with spellcasting talents will be sent to some farther places to receive more systematic and professional druid or elf wizard training.

If the Elf Kingdom in the Central Mountains is a tall ancient tree with tangled roots, then a small place like Rutherland Village is a root of this tall ancient tree that stretches in all directions and is inconspicuous.

It is precisely because of the existence of countless such roots that a large number of small things can be gathered to form a huge Elf Kingdom that can rule the entire Jialan Continent!

In the afternoon, it was the customary time for practicing archery in Rutherland Village.

Except for some elves who went out, all the male and female elves who stayed in the village put down their chores, left their own nurseries and gardens, got out of the tree houses, and gathered on the platform one after another through the crisscrossing vine bridges.

What they didn't expect was that their every move at this moment had actually fallen into the eyes of a terrible and evil wizard.

Countless tiny and light beetles like mosquitoes and flies flapped their wings, flying among the green branches and leaves, closely monitoring every elf in the village.

And when they gathered on the platform without knowing it, in a dark corner that was out of their sight, the soil at the root of a tall ancient tree that required more than a dozen people to hug suddenly swelled strangely.

As the black soil broke, countless terrible alien insects gushed out from it...nt

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