The Youngest Sword Cultivator in a World of Magic
Chapter 310

Barton Empire 09: Dragon-Scale Wood

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Little White's slap sent the Fire Element Elf directly into the burning magma below, without even a tiny spark rising.

It was too small, and far too pitiful.

The Fire Element Elf seemed to know that Ye Chuqi could not see it, and a moment later when it reappeared, it obediently wore a clump of magma on its head, wrapping around its tiny body; even so, it was still a bit smaller than Ye Chuqi's little finger.

The small ball of fire bounced around right in front of Ye Chuqi, working hard to express something.

It says it's right below the magma. San San did its utmost to translate.

It was quite strange. With the situation at the Phoenix being so severe and without any surrounding fire elements to replenish it, a new Fire Element Elf could still be conceived. Although there was total fire-element suppression here and abundant water elements not far away, no Water Element Elf had appeared.

Indeed, the creature beneath the magma has already perished. San San's tone turned a bit heavier. Looking at the remains, it seems to be... a merfolk?

Although called a merfolk, the merfolk of this world had no real relation to humans. Unlike other sea beasts that felt humans weren't even enough to fill the gaps between their teeth, merfolk were enthusiastic about hunting and eating humans, practically counting as humanity's natural enemies on the sea.

Moreover, merfolk retained more fish-like characteristics, with facial features that could barely be made out and only tangentially brushed against looking "human".

The merfolk the Eldest Senior Brother bound here was definitely not some ordinary breed, but compared to a legendary-tier creature like the Phoenix, it seemed far inferior.

San San, see what else is in there. Ye Chuqi always felt something was wrong.

Right

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