Chapter 112 - Inform All The Clansmen That Tonight, Neither Party Was Spared!

After learning that the Dark Elves had migrated to the Southern Barbarian Land, Mas was honestly a little surprised.

According to the information that Mas had learned from this world, the Southern Barbarian Land was an unusually resource poor area. Even the abnormally hardworking Orcs and barbarians did not want to live in the Southern Barbarian Land, let alone the elves who urgently needed tree resources.

"There's no other way because for some reason, the Dark Elves can't come to the main continent." Nitia shook her head.

"How long will it take to get to the Southern Barbarian Region, the place where the Dark Elves live?" Mas asked.

"I came from the Southern Barbarian Tribe. Along the way, I was chased by the Centaurs. Counting the time I spent shaking them off, it took me a full month!" Nitia replied after thinking for a while.

"A month?" Mas was stunned.

However, on second thought, with Nitia being chased and injured, her speed must have slowed down.

If he relied on the Red Crystal Gargoyle, he might be able to reduce the time by half, or even more.

"We'll leave now!"

"Are you really okay?" Mas asked.

"No problem. I can pull through. Please don't worry, Master Mas!" Nitia said firmly. To prove that her body was fine, Nitia even stood up and ran a few steps.

Mas said nothing more.

Mas decided to bring Dick and Norton along for the trip to the Southern Barbarian Land to help the Dark Elves.

Dick and Norton were both Legendary experts.

If the Epic Centaur was stronger than the Light and Darkness Giant, Mas could use a siege strategy.

With Dick, Norton, and the three legendary alchemical creatures, and himself, he did not believe that the other party could defeat them.

Mas then called Dick and Norton through the voice transmission device inside the Alchemy Tower and told them to set off with him.

Without any delay, Mas took some food from the Alchemy Tower and stored it in his alchemy space. He, Dick, Norton, and Nitia each appeared on a Red Crystal Gargoyle.

After all, it was a long journey.

If Dick and Norton were to make use of their flying ability to travel, they would probably exhaust a lot of their strength when they arrived at the Southern Barbaric Land.

Time passed day by day.

On the seventh day after leaving the Alchemy Tower, Mas and the other three finally left the Middle Continent and arrived at the borders of the Southern Barbaric Land.

In the past seven days, apart from their physical needs and needs, Mas and the others had spent all their time eating and sleeping on the Red Crystal Gargoyle.

Moreover, this was only because the Storm Empire was coincidentally close to the Southern Barbarian Land that Mas and the others could arrive at the Southern Barbarian Land so quickly.

"Nitia, where is the Dark Plains where the Dark Elves live?" Mas asked.

"In the northwest direction of the Southern Barbarian Region!"

"At our current speed, we will be there by nightfall!" Nitia replied.

Mas nodded. "Continue to lead the way!"

In this short period of time, Nitia's injuries healed. After all, she was a Level 5. Although she was injured, seven days of self-healing was enough for her to recover.

On the Dark Plains, which was the region where the Dark Elves lived, there were basically no plants.

Due to the lack of sunlight in the Dark Plains, the only surviving plant was called the Moonlit Tree.

This tree could grow a fruit called the Moonlit Fruit.

The taste of the Moonlit Fruit was slightly sour. However, this fruit was a necessity for the Dark Elves to survive.

It could be said that the reason why the Dark Elves could survive was all because of these Moonlit Trees.

At this moment, in a palace in the Dark Plains, the queen of the Dark Elves, Lilias, was sitting in her seat, looking at the higher-ups of the Dark Elves with a grave expression.

"It's been more than a month since that girl Nitia left!"

"According to her speed, she should have arrived at the Storm Empire's Beleon Plains to meet Master Dyson," Lilias said calmly.

"Queen, what if Master Dyson isn't here, and if Nitia is killed by the pursuing Centaur on her way to find Master Dyson?" one of the Dark Elf leaders asked.

Lilias glanced at the Dark Elf higher-up and said calmly, "If that's the case, then we only have one path left!"

"Fight to the death with the Centaurs!"

"Even if the chief of the Centaurs, Hekarim, is an Epic expert, we have two Legendary-levels, the Great Elder and I!"

"Even if we can't defeat Hekarim, we can hold him back!"

Upon hearing Lilias' words, the Dark Elf higher-up who had asked the question previously said, "Queen, I honestly think we should surrender!"

"Because our Dark Elf race violated the prohibition a thousand years ago, our race was almost wiped out.

"It was not easy for us to arrive at the Southern Barbarian Land and recover to this extent in the Dark Plains!"

"If we fight to the death with the Centaur race because of a moment of anger, our thousand years of suffering will have been in vain, Your Majesty!"

Lilias snorted and looked at him. "Surrender?"

"Do you think the Centaurs will forgive us if we surrender?"

"Those guys are a bunch of lunatics with strong physiological desires!"

"As soon as we surrender, we must serve the Centaur."

"Have you thought about the consequences?"

"Or do you wish to be tortured by those Centaur?"

The higher-ups of the Dark Elves immediately fell silent at Lilias' words.

Lilias rubbed her brows and looked at a Dark Elf sitting beside her. "Grand Elder, how are your injuries?"

The Grand Elder shook his head. "It's fine now!"

"If Your Majesty decides to fight to the death with the Centaur race, then tonight will be the best time!"

"Tonight is the moonless night when we Dark Elves are the strongest!"

"If we attack now, we might be able to gain the upper hand!"

Lilias nodded. She fell silent and said nothing more.

"Queen, are you planning to attack the Centaurs tonight?" one of the Dark Elf higher-ups asked.

Lilias considered, then nodded again. "I've thought about it carefully. We can't put everything on Master Dyson. If that girl Nitia didn't find Master Dyson, or was killed by the Centaurs while searching for him, then we'll have nothing left to fight!"

"And tonight is the moonless night. It's the time when our race is most powerful. Attacking at this time is undoubtedly the best choice."

"Queen, if that girl Nitia finds Master Dyson and Master Dyson is on his way, and we now fail our attack on the Centaur, then our race is truly finished!"

Another Dark Elf higher-up questioned Lilias' words.

Lilias glanced at him and said indifferently, "Are you sure Master Dyson will come?"

"If Master Dyson doesn't come and miss the moonless night, we won't have the power to counterattack."

"Can you take responsibility for that?"

In the face of Lilias' question, the Dark Elf higher-up sighed and did not say anything else.

"Inform all the clansmen that tonight, we will fight to the death with the Centaurs," Lilias said in a deep voice.