The Mighty Dragons Are Dead-Chapter 846 - 0843: Designated Listener (First Update)

Chapter 846: Chapter 0843: Designated Listener (First Update)

“Angchi, Angchi?”

The Greater Elf seemed a bit stunned and could not figure out the situation. Its body color was a translucent grayish yellow, and on top of its head grew a small plant with little white blossoms, and at the base hung a small oval fruit—resembling a potato.

After Liszt used the soul connection contract to slightly confirm the Greater Elf’s thoughts, he quickly understood what kind of Greater Elf this was.

Indeed as he saw, it was a Greater Elf born from a plant that closely resembled a potato.

If nothing unexpected had occurred, the plants it influenced and the potatoes on Earth were very similar in nature, both producing spherical tubers underground—commonly known as potatoes.

It was a Potato Great Elf!

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If the potatoes it produced also had the advantages of those on Earth—high yield, rich in nutrients, strong adaptability to different environments—then this was definitely an important source of food. Within the elves, the most important varieties were for Magic Potions and grains. The potential of the Potato Great Elf was immense.

“Little guy, you’re safe now. From now on, follow me and enjoy the life of an elf,” Liszt communicated to it with a gentle thought.

After the Potato Great Elf felt this, it couldn’t help but nod its head.

Once the ropes were cut, the Potato Great Elf swiftly flew onto Liszt’s shoulder, freely laughing out, “Haha, Angchi, Angchi, Kronchi!”

Subsequently, Liszt began to make contracts with the Little Minor Elves and Elf Bugs.

The number of elves wasn’t large; there were eight Little Minor Elves and sixteen Elf Bugs. He contracted with each of them one by one and then gathered them around him. When these elves were caught by the Moon Slayers, they were forced to retract their Cordyceps but were not contracted.

According to the research of the Magic Guild, the Moon Slayers believed that once Elf Bugs completed a contract, they would draw out their vital blood.

Even some Ancient Mages called Little Minor Elves oddities, considering them to be an ill omen. As for Greater Elves, most Moon Slayers had probably never seen one in their lifetime.

While he was contracting the elves.

A group of Ancient Mages had already adapted to the Dragon Might of the Formless Dragon and started to rise from the ground. They raised their hands, intending to release magic and attack Liszt.

“Cassido… Mosiros…”

However, before the Ancient Mages could release their magic, Liszt had already swiftly turned around, the Ice Soul Dragon-Slaying Sword slashing through the air, sending forth a particularly large fiery red sword light. In the blink of an eye, the sword light covered a distance of ten meters, slicing an Ancient Mage who had begun to gather magic power in half.

No blood was spilled; where the sword light passed, only the scent of barbecued meat remained.

Twisting his body, he swung another fiery red sword light, and yet another Ancient Mage was cut in half by Liszt, their charred bodies emitting bursts of barbecued odor.

After seven or eight sword strikes, seven or eight Ancient Mages turned into fourteen or sixteen half-bodied Ancient Mages, lying scattered on the ground.

Dispatching these Ancient Mages was still such an effortless and leisurely task.

Swiftly intimidating all the Ancient Mages, as well as some strong warriors who were desperately resisting the Dragon Might, the fiery red sword light forcefully destroyed their courage, which had already been shattered by the Dragon Might.

Seeing this, Liszt took out a notebook from the Space Ring.

Opening the notebook, inside were handwritten translations of Moon Language to Serpent Script. Each Moon Language term had a specific Serpent Script phonetic symbol, and some common Serpent Script symbols were translated into Moon Language with their pronunciation noted.

He quickly found the content he was looking for, then, matching the Serpent Script phonetics, he read out loud, “Seruan de o da ai!”

This sentence meant—submit or die.

The Moon Slayer Native trembled under the Dragon Might, with no one responding to Liszt’s threat.

The Listener who had been stunned by the Dragon Might twice had now regained consciousness. He pointed at Liszt and shouted loudly, “Cassido… Mosiros…”

Following him, two more Ancient Mages pointed at Liszt, “Cassido… Mosiros…” still secretly gathering Magic Power, intending to cast a Magic attack on Liszt.

But Liszt was always operating the Eye of Magic, with a flick of his wrists, he sent two especially large fiery-red Sword rays, chopping those two Ancient Mages to death—seeing Elves slaughtered by these natives, a great amount of resentment had accumulated in his heart, and he needed to vent by killing.

The only one he didn’t kill was the Listener; instead, he walked over to him and harshly whipped his face with the blade of the Ice Soul Dragon-Slaying Sword, knocking out several teeth and swelling half of the old man’s face like a butt.

Then he reopened his notebook, trying to translate what “Cassido” and “Mosiros” meant.

Unfortunately, after a good while, he couldn’t find the corresponding Moon Language.

Out of frustration,

he shouted again, “Seruo de oh da ai!”

After a moment of silence, finally, one Ancient Mage took the lead and knelt down, shouting loudly, “Seruo de!” which meant submission. With this Ancient Mage taking the lead, the remaining seventy-odd Ancient Mages followed suit, each shouting “Seruo de!”

However, the Listener and the remaining seventeen Ancient Mages still ferociously shouted, “Cassido… Mosiros…”

The consequence was that Liszt swung his sword and chopped three more Ancient Mages to death, then threw a length of rope to the Ancient Mage who led the submission, signaling him to tie up the Listener and the fourteen resisting Ancient Mages. They were bound together, tied with dead knots, with ropes woven from Hemp Rope Vine, unbreakable.

With no resistors left, the entire Moon Slayer Tribe quickly submitted to Liszt under the loud commands of the Ancient Mage.

All the natives knelt down, bowing to him, “Seruo de!”

Liszt looked at the dense crowd of Moon Slayers, a large tribe of about ten to twenty thousand people, with over a hundred Ancient Mages alone.

Amidst the kneeling crowd, he walked up to the very first Ancient Mage who had submitted, pointed at him, and read from his notebook, “Listener!”

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Hearing this, the Ancient Mage was overjoyed and crawled to Liszt’s feet, incessantly kissing the tips of his silver-white metal boots.

Liszt then pointed at the dense Moon Slayer Natives below, signaling the new Listener to forbid the capture of Elves. Anyone who dares to kill Elves was to be executed on the spot. Then he signaled the Listener to disperse the Moon Slayers, not to gather around here, and to continue with their work.

He felt nothing for the subjugation of the Moon Slayers; he just wanted to capture these people as serfs.

Thus, the Ancient Mages were killed, the Elves were contracted, and Liszt began to study the broken statues worshipped by the Moon Slayers. Of the six ruined statues, only one remained intact, while the remaining five were shattered to pieces, with one that was initially half intact now crushed by the Formless Dragon.

Regarding the parts of the statues holding weapons, the five broken statues had already lost this part, while the one intact statue still had half of a stone Longsword.

Liszt leaped vigorously, jumping onto the arm of the statue holding the sword, the Ice Soul Dragon-Slaying Sword infused with Dragon Dou Qi, and he viciously chopped at the wrist of the statue.

Immediately, the wrist broke off.

The stone-carved sword fell to the ground, breaking into several pieces, one of which suddenly burst into a brilliant Magic Power feedback Light. Liszt confirmed his hypothesis—the stone Scepter sealing the Time Scepter must be from one part of these statues.

He crushed the stone and extracted a narrow, glittering Longsword from within.