I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 410: Space Mage

Although the tribesmen were grieving, they quickly moved all the wounded.

The Dwarves knew many types of herbs. More than a dozen Dwarves led the beastmen protecting them into the mountains to gather medicine.

Seeing Leo, Michael temporarily stopped what he was doing and walked over.

He looked at Thomas and Luci, taking the Green Leaf necklace from his pocket.

"Eric threw this down. He told me to give this to Max and take it to find the Elves."

Evan.

The figure of a person appeared in the minds of several people. Luci looked like she had grabbed a life-saving straw, her eyes suddenly lighting up.

"Right, right. Elves and Dragons are both ancient races. Evan is the prince of the Elves; he definitely knows where Dragon Island is. He and Eric have a good relationship; he certainly won’t ignore this."

Thomas was happy at first, then started to worry.

"But the Elves won’t let beastmen into the Elf Forest. I’m afraid as soon as we get close, we’ll be attacked by Elven arrows. And in the forest, Elves have almost no rivals."

"Didn’t Eric give us this? That child wouldn’t send us to our deaths for no reason. This can definitely get us into the Elf Forest." Luci’s heart burned with anxiety; she couldn’t wait a single moment. She immediately refuted her husband’s words.

Looking at the devastated tribe, Thomas’s eyes were gloomy: "In any case, stabilize the tribesmen first. Max is so heavily injured right now; he can’t travel either."

Leo huddled in Luci’s arms, his dark eyes full of unease. He asked tremblingly, "Auntie, I want to go too. Brother will definitely come back, right?"

Luci hugged him tightly, comforting the cub as well as herself: "Eric can definitely return safely. If the Elves can help, we can certainly find Dragon Island and bring Eric back."

Grass, Kevin, and Sam gathered around, silent.

Sam and Kevin didn’t know why the Elves would help; Evan’s identity hadn’t been announced, so most people didn’t know.

"I saw long ago that Arthur had bad intentions. I was planning to wait for Max to return to find a chance to tell him, but who knew something like this would happen. I didn’t expect him to be a Dragon," Sam said angrily, clutching his chest where his ribs were broken.

Kevin’s mind was a mess.

The incident just now had happened too suddenly. His brain was severely overloaded. Right now, his head was full of scenes of Arthur sprouting wings, fanning away people like them, and taking Eric.

Too terrifying.

Under that pressure just now, he was outstanding among the warriors, yet he couldn’t move a muscle. His legs seemed to have merged with the ground beneath him; he couldn’t move a step, let alone go up to help.

"The Dragon Race is truly as formidable as in the legends... That guy Galvin isn’t simple," Kevin muttered.

In that situation, Galvin had managed to get to Arthur’s side and launch an attack. Kevin couldn’t help but feel ashamed.

"If I had tried a little harder, at least I could have lent a hand so they wouldn’t have been beaten so badly."

If so, would Eric not have been taken away so easily? Kevin, Michael, and the others simultaneously had this thought.

Sam regretted it the most. He was the one who slacked off on training the most, and now it was too late for regret.

"Enough. Even if you could all reach the level of Max and Galvin, as you saw, in front of the Dragon Race, you couldn’t withstand a single blow," Thomas interrupted their self-blame with a deep voice.

His eyes looked into the distance with deep complexity: "To have the ability to fight the Dragon Race, there is only one way..."

"Condense a beast core and become a Beast King level beastman. But that is already a matter of legend, just like the human God-tier powerhouses; no one has ever seen one." A clear voice came from not far away.

Michael and the others followed the voice and looked. The speaker turned out to be Henry, who had just arrived at the tribe.

Upon seeing another human, their entire bodies radiated vigilance and fighting spirit.

"Everyone, I am not your enemy. I am a true human; the Halun merchant group can testify for me. I came here to help you as well."

Seeing the surrounding beastmen looking at him with cold eyes, Henry didn’t panic. He held a cloth handkerchief to wipe the bloodstain from the corner of his mouth as he spoke.

Thomas raised his hand, stopping the tribesmen from acting rashly.

"Human, our patriarch was just kidnapped by a dragon disguised as a human. If you don’t want to be attacked by us, state your purpose quickly."

Grass had lost all patience and trust in creatures with human forms. If Thomas hadn’t stopped her, sharp claws would have already sprouted from her fingertips.

"I am a mage, a Space Mage. Even if you find the location of Dragon Island, I’m afraid you won’t have a way to bring your patriarch back under the eyes of countless dragons. I can help you reach Dragon Island, provided you tell me where Dragon Island is."

After speaking, Henry chanted an incantation. The air in front of everyone suddenly began to distort. A ripple appeared, growing larger until it tore open an exit like a door.

"This is?"

A Space Mage! A rare existence. Michael looked at the door that suddenly appeared in astonishment, not knowing where it led.

Henry nodded: "To be honest, just now when the dragon released his aura, I took the opportunity to place a temporary mark on him. This mark can locate his position for a short time. Now, I can show you where your little patriarch has gone."

The surrounding beastmen immediately became excited; their reaction was also within Henry’s expectations.

He raised his hand gently, and that door began to open slowly. After shimmering for a while, the image gradually became clear.

The sea and sky were one color. Appearing before everyone’s eyes was a vast ocean, with waves crashing urgently.

Grass and the others hurriedly searched for Eric’s figure in the image. Leo, huddled in Luci’s arms, watched nervously for a moment, then suddenly extended a claw to point at a corner.

"There! My brother is there!"

Everyone looked in that direction. At the edge of the image, clouds were illuminated gold by the sunlight, and within them, a pair of golden wings flickered in and out. Looking closely, one could recognize it was a winged person, and in his arms, he held another person who seemed to have fainted.

"It’s Eric," Michael said in a low voice.

His eyes looked gloomily and anxiously at Eric, who had fainted in Arthur’s arms. He felt both worry and fear.

Leo looked at his brother with tear-filled eyes: "Bad Arthur, why steal my brother?"

"It seems the wisdom of the Lord Patriarch is attractive even to the Dragon Race," Henry said softly.

From the moment Arthur took Eric away, in just a short time, they had already flown over the sea. Even Snow Wolves, famous for their speed, couldn’t compare.

The group of beastmen felt both anxious and frustrated. They absolutely couldn’t catch up to Arthur like this. They couldn’t beat him, and they couldn’t catch him. Were they just going to stand by and hand the person over?

Michael clenched his fists and looked at Henry, saying, "Since you can locate him, why not wait directly until Arthur returns to Dragon Island, then teleport us over?"

Henry shrugged: "You overestimate me."