Finished the third watch!
So tired, so sleepy!
The moon elves were exceptionally gifted, individually powerful, and their equipment was so high-end it was frightening.
But they were too proud, too arrogant—bordering on madness. So they were neither cautious nor careful, heedless and overconfident, believing they truly stood at the top of this world's food chain. They had forgotten that, in this world, there were far too many races stronger than the moon elves.
Especially when they had run into freaks like Lin Qi's group. Lin Qi and the others had barely needed to exert themselves; one packet of stupefying powder from Gods' Revelation, supplied by Mr. Mo, had sent the moon elves toppling over, leaving them helplessly captured without the slightest ability to resist.
Bilibili hummed a cheerful tune as he stripped the fallen moon elves clean.
These moon elves who could leave the Elf Continent to travel across other continents were all elites of their race, and their equipment was naturally extraordinary. Each had a set of Divinewood Armor, a high-capacity spatial ring, a set of saint-tier bow and arrows, curved blades, and longswords, plus dozens of powerful magic devices carried on their person. Every one of them was the equivalent of a walking treasury.
Bilibili stripped every last piece of clothing from the moon elves, leaving them only their underwear.
Donkey circled the fallen moon elves with ill intent, then sighed again and again, shaking his head with a mournful face—the greatest flaw of the elf race was that their figures were far too slender. Whether male or female, elves were all so slim; more than ninety-nine percent of female elves differed little in build from their male counterparts.
Donkey had dearly hoped to discover one well-endowed beauty among these lovely elven girls, but to his