Within Baishan City.
Sara, Algayer, Boar, and the others gathered inside the Elf Palace to discuss the arrival of reinforcements on the Red Moon Night. They worried that the noble elves arriving would be too powerful, with too many fourth-order experts for Lu Yang, Zhuojiu, and the others to stop alone.
"The first batch will definitely be ordinary elves. You need to find a way to have the lower god in charge of the teleportation send the high-grade supplies over first," Algayer said with a frown.
The high-grade supplies included not only large quantities of combat equipment, but also plenty of control materials, such as magic shackles. Once worn, they would instantly throw the magical energy within a person's body into chaos, causing unbearable pain and preventing the use of any spells.
Sara nodded. "I'll speak to them personally. The lower god and the Queen probably won't object, but where will we imprison the noble elves after we capture them?"
Algayer looked at Boar. "You tell her."
Boar nodded excitedly. "I've converted all the residences in the noble district into prisons. All ten thousand or so noble elves who arrive can be thrown into them."
The Shadowmoon Elves still did not entirely trust Sara. Therefore, they rarely revealed any matters within the clan to her. Algayer and Sara both understood this, and they were waiting for this Red Moon Night. Only after the Shadowmoon Elves saw Sara's performance could they decide whether to recognize her status.
"The only problem now is that there may be too many fourth-order experts among those who arrive," Algayer said. "Lu Yang may not be able to defeat them."
Sara was also somewhat worried. "I hope there won't be too many. Otherwise, the Shadowmoon Elves may be finished."
Algayer gritted his teeth. "I will never