The fisherman druid is in another world

Chapter 793

While the wicked high-ranking mage Hassa was locked in a fierce battle with the Chaotic Ladder Exploration Vanguard, on the Earthsea Volcano Island, the Pyramid Fortress, like a UFO from a science fiction movie, drifted down the cliff without a trace of smoke or noise.

First it floated on the surface of the sea, then slowly and steadily sank underwater.

Once a connection with the power of the sun is established, as long as one does not stray too far from the volcanic island, the power of the sun will be continuously drawn upon, and over time, it will produce a gravitational-like effect, or even a siphon effect.

Therefore, the existence of the pyramid fortress allows Black Rob to maintain his existence without having to fight to the death.

On the cliff, a three-meter-diameter magic circle glowed with silver light, and mysterious light runes were generated and floated in the air, forming an array according to a certain pattern.

Soon after, streaks of silver light rose from the center of the magic circle, and several moon elves, led by Estes, emerged from the dissipating light.

The pyramid fortress is like a demiplane, leaving only the necessary portals to connect with the outside world.

What Esther and the others had to do was set up a disguised moon elf camp.

Since the preparatory work had already been largely completed during the construction of the pyramids, practicing superb civil engineering at this point proved quite effective.

Following the contours of the mountain, a small camp made of moonstone rose from the ground, using volcanic rock as its base.

This moonstone has a texture similar to granite, silvery-white with a bluish tinge, and naturally formed moon-like patterns. It was created by transforming mud into stone, incorporating special auxiliary materials and a unique formula. It is comparable to high-level magical materials used in alchemy.

The volcanic rock foundation has also undergone transformation, especially the interior, which resembles obsidian, with a glassy outer shell that is clear, clean, and spotless.

Inside, the magical patterns resemble a plastic-sealed circuit board, revealing a sense of orderly beauty.

Extraordinary power flows between these patterns, creating a magnificent and dreamlike effect.

On the contrary, the barracks on this base were nothing special.

It is the traditional, artistically beautiful moon-blue tent of the Moon Elf, with tasseled curtains and tied ribbons, luxurious yet understated.

At the center of the camp stands a mage tower, somewhat small in size, but with clearly folded spaces inside. The fluctuations it releases distort the surrounding air, forming a semi-transparent light curtain that defines the layout, with the camp walls as the boundary.

At its top is a bright, crescent-shaped moon, surrounded by a misty haze, like flowing clouds.

When the Dark Elf King's revenge party arrived, they were greeted by this rather gruesome camp scene. Their faces immediately fell in distress.

To take over such a stronghold would likely result in many deaths. Is it really worth it?
The Dark Elf King felt it was worth it; at least he shouldn't have retreated without firing a single shot. Since he was already here, he should at least cause some trouble and see if he could trick the Moon Elves.

So the dark elves hurled lumps of sulfurous, foul-smelling matter toward the camp.

Although in the end, it only resulted in a siltation on the periphery that appeared far more insulting than actually rented.

However, judging from the expressions of the dark elves, they were quite satisfied with the results of this operation.

Black Robb naturally noticed this detail.

He chuckled, vaguely guessing what these guys were up to.

It's simply a matter of using their first-mover advantage to lure local evil spirits into attacking the Moon Elf camp by collecting filthy items. Just like how powerful demons often guard the vicinity of spirit fruits, the relics of the Sky Raven clan, due to their unique nature, are likely also surrounded by formidable evil spirits.

For example, the concept of the laws of the Primal Series symbolizes a certain ancient insect with the power of primordial degradation.

Therefore, Black Rob believes that the Dark Elves' actions at this moment are most likely a setup for using someone else to do their dirty work.

Before long, the evil creatures unearthed along with the volcanic island will be attracted by this filthy thing.

Black Robb was naturally not intimidated by this.

On one hand, time was on his side; with the Moon Elf camp drawing attention, the Pyramid Fortress could safely absorb the power of the sun.

On the other hand, in the face of overwhelming power, all schemes and tricks will become nothing more than a farce.

So he didn't leave the village to fight the enemy, but just quietly watched the dark elves complete their preparations, and then disappear in front of him.

This is certainly a provocation, but it's also possible that it's a reverse thinking, a gamble that he won't rush to cause trouble for these hidden guys if the truth isn't clear.

Why hide? Naturally, it's to make way for the evil creatures native to the volcanic island, allowing them to go straight for those filthy things instead of becoming food and being swallowed along with them.

Sure enough, after a while, a rustling sound arose, which was initially faint but quickly turned into a loud one. A large number of beetle-like creatures came over the mountains and valleys, and could firmly cling to the steep and smooth volcanic rock sidewalls, like a huge black carpet in motion.

This beetle-like creature has a shimmering light flowing through the gaps between its elytra and talons. Its pincers and mouthparts are very similar to those of a crayfish and also faintly glow, clearly indicating that it possesses a kind of efficacious characteristic.

At the top of the mage tower in the center of the Moon Elf camp, the crescent moon rapidly brightened and then shot out a beam of light.

The beam of light fell into the beetle, forming a burning ripple in the shape of a fire ring that spread in all directions.

The insects that consumed the most energy in the core area were burned to ashes, while the next level of insects exploded with a 'bang'. In the next level of insects, many insects curled up and remained motionless, or simply rolled over, twitched a few times, and died, but some survived.

Further away, there were even more insects that were injured but not yet dead.

These insects, which were affected and injured but did not die, changed the color of the longitudinal light between their elytra and began to vibrate their wings at a high frequency, emitting a buzzing sound.

This behavior was like an infectious disease, spreading rapidly in all directions. Before long, all the insects were flapping their wings and chirping, and the longitudinal light on their backs had also changed color.

"Clinical trials, data upload and sharing..." Black Rob felt he had seen through the beetles' tricks.

As long as an insect eats the wound but doesn't die, it can analyze the wound and obtain highly targeted antibodies, rendering the same type of attack ineffective.

Black Rob naturally wanted to verify this reasoning, so he struck three locations with equal lunar energy beams, the flames spreading like ripples.

However, this time, apart from a small number of beetles in the core strike area that were injured and curled up or turned belly up, the rest were completely unharmed and lively.

"Is this forcing me to demonstrate a wide variety of extraordinary power formulas? And to use larger-scale area-of-effect attacks? Fine, as you wish."

Black Rob revealed a playful expression. He planned to be a kind person from now on, fulfilling whatever the insects wanted to experience. He wanted to see whether he had more tricks up his sleeve or the insects had more of them.

(End of this chapter)