Age of Adepts

A small village along the Pokémon border has been destroyed, and Grimm's journey has naturally been very rewarding.

The second largest harvest, in terms of goods and resources, actually comes from that small natural altar.

Moonwater, also known as Moonwell Water, is a special spring from elf territory.

Legend has it that Moonwater is a new energy created by the Elf combining magic elements with the power of faith, except that this energy is presented in the form of well water.

For all the commons in the world, moon water can live and die, healing white bones is a magic potion. But for the practitioner, Moonwater is the world's strongest and safest healing and restorative agent.

A practitioner, even if his powers are exhausted, his mental strength is exhausted, and his physical strength is severely overdrained, as long as a bottle of water is poured down, he will immediately become a living dragon and live tiger, and his mental strength will explode. So the high-ranking wizard was able to carry such a bottle of moonwater with him, which gave him a second life.

As you can imagine, when this wizard and an opponent of his own strength are exhausted, and the lamp is exhausted, suddenly resurrected from the moon water, the comfort of such a fierce opponent can not be compared to ordinary pleasures!

Although the world of wizards is higher than Fine's, homemade magic potion still belongs to the hierarchy of stimulating the flesh * body, stimulating the spirit to improve the recovery speed, how can it be as easy as the moon water, pouring down a moment of 'saltfish turning over', witchcraft power explosion, mental strength, physical strength, abuse of the enemy.

Moreover, the magic potion in the world of witches still has severe resistance, swallowing more than one breath does not form an overlapping effect, all aspects of the response index is actually one in heaven, one underground, can not compare.

So even in the world of wizards, Moonwater is still the premium medicine that high-end wizards compete to chase. Monthly water prices at the same dose are also ten to eight times higher than magic potion, and are still in short supply and demand in the high-order wizard circle, with no market price.

The only reason for this phenomenon is that genuine lunar water blends a lot of faith into the manufacturing process. And the wizards have little faith, and they can't control the power of faith, so they can't replicate the moonshui in the witchcraft lab.

Unable to replicate it by witchcraft, then the wizards can only get it by plundering the Elf Clan if they want to get Moonwater. But for Elf clans, having moon wells and being able to make large quantities of moon water is usually a large Elf community.

And these communities are usually guarded by gods!

Even the mighty wizard runs to the ground of the elves and strikes his hand. Once he pisses off the gods behind them, he can split minutes and beat your soul apart by divine will. Though descending identities differ in their individual strength due to the different grades of the channel of faith, God makes a huge difference in power between the body of God.

But a six-stage god who betrayed part of his spiritual consciousness on a third-stage god was still able to easily slaughter a third-stage opponent in the plural. Without it, the knowledge and use of power and skill is enough for people to grow up and kill the Quartet!

So the God-guarded Pokémon community is almost a forbidden place for wizards, and once the Pokémon gods are provoked, no one can recruit the gods who can perform terrible magic.

In the power system recognized by the wizard, divine power is a higher and more powerful force than the power of the wizard. Only the power of the rules possessed by the great wizard can counteract it.

So Grimm et al. were satisfied enough to be able to unexpectedly harvest some moon water in a small elf village on the border.

A standard vial of medicine filled with 5 bottles, each bottle could sell for at least 20,000 to the world of wizards. And the price is still priceless, and no one will resell the water they collect so hard.

After all, at the most critical juncture, having such a bottle of moonwater could save your life once!

No one wants to live forever!

So high-ranking wizards would rather hoard prices than trade them out.

Of course, for De Serra and others, the value of the moon water is undoubtedly enormous. But for Alice and Grimm, that wooden statue seems to be worth more than Moonwater!

Since I am honored to come to a place of faith where the gods reign, as a wizard, I am so sorry for my identity that I did not study the power of this faith, which is more bullish than witchcraft.

Of course, if Grimm could run to the kingdom of the jinn gods and ask for some god power crystallization, and let the gods open their kingdoms and give him a good tour of the analysis, his research would surely advance dramatically for thousands of miles a day.

Unfortunately, a cross-border heathen like him, once locked in by the indigenous gods here, can hardly find a second way out except for the destruction of humanity. So Grimm and Alice have narrow and narrow access to divine power, and you can even say, politely, almost none.

And the wooden sculpture from the small nature altar of the elf village, although not so intense as to form a divine halo, is also extraordinary.

As you can imagine, the masters of this elf village must also be day after day, kneeling before the idols year after year to pray faithfully, communicating and connecting with the moonlight gods of their faith through this wooden statue.

Thus, over time, this wooden statue has been perennially immersed in the power of the Moonlight God's faith, even though the wood it uses is ordinary, the carvers are simple, and it is now extraordinary and has become an unbroken object of divinity.

And studying it in depth not only captures some of the divine power characteristics of the moonlight god, but also explores the rule areas and divine weaknesses involved in that god on the side.

So the first time Alice discovered the wooden statue, she sealed it with a powerful force of destiny.

She's not that stupid yet, she's going to study these horrible things in such a dangerous, humble environment.

If the Moonlight God finds out that a heathen is spying on her power through a faith node, it could be a ‘divine punishment’ thrown over. The legendary moonlight god is a 5th level god. Although the upper limit of power in the infected position can only reach 3rd level, the 3rd level of power is still too powerful for Alice in 1st level...

Immediately after scraping three feet in the elf village, all personnel boarded a floating giant ship and sailed far without hesitation.

Two hours after the floating giant ship left, a small group of elf hunters rushed into the elf village aboard the night blade leopard.

And what awaits them here, apart from the flames that the bear burns, is the shattered elf tree house. As for the elves who live in villages, either they die as a result of killing, or they are plundered, or they flee into the surrounding mountain forests, there is no one alive to see here.

“Find… Spread out… Be sure to find a live animal and find out what's going on here…” With the grieving roar of the first woman hunter, all the elf hunters rushed into the surrounding mountain forest to scream and seek out the ‘wind art’ peculiar to the elves.

Soon, some survivors were brought before the head of the female hunter, including Druid, the junior woman who turns sheep.

“Cassanne, what's going on? Who were you attacked by? Humans or witches? Why are the casualties so heavy? Didn't you put a whistle on the perimeter?” Too many questions left the head of the female hunter breathing out a long list of questions, and the junior Druid, Cassanne, could only answer them in a gloomy light.

In fact, at this point, Cassanne still doesn't know how it happened today.

She was merely instructed to go with Sid to investigate the movement in the forest to the south, and after encountering a bunch of strange metal organisms that were killing wildly, she stayed behind and Sid returned to the village to report. And then... and then those strange creatures suddenly flew away.

By the time she realized that it was not right to rush back to the village, it had become a rubble and, apart from the countless fireheads, almost half of the living could no longer be found.

The female hunter leader asked two or three elves again, but most of them were confused and understood, and had no idea how the enemy appeared. As soon as they came up, they were blinded by the fierce fire of the enemy, and when they received the message of the Elf captain's escape, they scattered as birds and beasts and fled to the surrounding area.

Unfortunately, most of the elves were defeated and abducted, and only a few of them were fortunate enough to hide and escape.

Few questions were asked without accurate information, and the female hunter leader was forced to get a little irritated.

“My lord, I know how the bad guys appear...”

At this point, a low, humid voice rang beside him.

The elves were stunned, and it was only then that they realized that it was a little girl who was still burning with flames and ashes all over her body.

The female hunter leader asked so many people just now, but only not her, precisely because she was too young to know too much. And now this little underage girl gives them the biggest surprise.

“I called Vina... when the enemy came, I was talking to Sister Lefia in the tree hall... when Little Mulder was still alive..." Speaking of which, she seemed to think of her dead little companion, and the little girl couldn't help crying.

Despite the burning heart, the female hunter leader did not urge her, but took her into her arms and calmed her down again with gentle comfort.

“They come from heaven...”

“They suddenly came down from the clouds, and that metal battleship almost completely shielded the moon disk...”

“All the metals jumped off the battleship… they killed many elves with strange weapons…”

“Sister Lefia and Brother Sid were both killed by metal men. Their metal shells were too thick. The arrows of ordinary elves could not be shot through. Only Sister Lefia's 'second shot' could be shot through their shells...”

“Brother Sid turned into a violent bear and died with a metallic man... he died so miserably...”

“Before dying, Sister Lefia was still screaming for everyone to escape... I... I became a beard and fled... my arm was also shot through by their weapons... this is the weapon they attacked us with...”

As she said, Vina raised her small hand and covered her palms with dust, blood stains and burns, a pigeon egg size, rolling round, shiny metal bullets caught her eye.