On the island, after learning that his Hydra had been injured and escaped, Takolia's expression suddenly changed.

He had previously received a message from the fishmen asking for help, saying that other fishmen had invaded their waters. Without thinking much, Taklia directly sent his own Hydra to rescue the scene.

On the one hand, it's because the fishmen in this sea area are dependent on him. If they do things for him and touch his people, he will naturally take action.

Otherwise, how could he survive in this sea area?

On the other hand, he had the idea of ​​​​taking those fishmen under his command to increase his combat power.

But he didn't expect that Hydra would escape with serious injuries.

"What happened? Did those fishmen hurt you like this?"

At this time, Hydra was in a lethargic state, and traces of blood could still be seen faintly in its mouth and nose, which made Taklia's face full of disbelief.

In his impression, except for the elf dragon and the giant beast of the lizardman clan, no unit could threaten his Hydra.

But this time, he was just going to clean up a group of fishmen. How could he be injured like this?

Hydra couldn't speak human words, so naturally it couldn't answer Takliya's question and could only let out a low cry of pain.

At this time, Takliya was shocked and angry, and quickly ordered to summon the leader of the fish-men clan to come see him.

However, a few days passed and he still did not recover, which made him feel anxious.

"Damn it! What on earth is going on?"

After a period of confusion, the uneasiness in his heart finally drove him to send out his Black Sail Fleet and the Harpy to investigate the situation in the nearby waters and confirm the situation of the fishmen, hoping to gain something.

But it is a pity that Taklia's Black Sail Fleet has already encountered the worst opponent for them not even two days after setting off!

The heavy main naval guns were spitting out fire, and amid the roaring gunfire, one after another, the black-sailed battleships turned into wreckage on the sea.

Xia Qi, who was standing on the deck of the East China Sea Fleet's main flagship, War, holding a telescope to watch the battle, had a slightly surprised expression on his face.

Although he thought it would be easy to fight, he didn't expect it to be so easy!

"This Dark Elf's Black Sail Fleet is a bit unsatisfactory."

Hearing this, Eric Munton, who was standing next to Xia Qi at the time, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

He can't pretend he didn't hear this!

"Your Majesty, with all due respect, those battleships opposite are just ordinary battleships with black-sailed battleship skins."

"Oh...how do you say this?"

In the previous all-out war, Xia Qi actually did not have a serious battle with Eric Munlton's Black Sail Fleet. By the time he arrived at the battlefield, the other party's Black Sail Fleet had already fought with Li Ji.

The dwarf fleet fought hard until they ran out of ammunition and food, and there was not much combat power left.

Therefore, he only knew about the "Black Sails Fleet".

He knew that the dark elves had such a special fleet, but he had not seen the strength of this fleet with his own eyes.

Looking at Xia Qi who was full of curiosity, Eric Munton pointed to the wreckage of the black-sailed battleship opposite and said: "The black-sailed battleships of our dark elves, at worst, must be made of spiritual wood that is more than a hundred years old.

Then let the elf craftsmen carve corresponding incantations on various parts of the hull for blessing, and drive it with elemental power. It would take more than ten years to build an ordinary black-sailed battleship, and the black-sailed battleship opposite

, let alone the blessing of a spell, its hull is not even a spiritual tree! It is not worthy of being called a black-sailed battleship!"

"What did you say?!"

At this time, Xia Qi always felt as if he had heard something terrible.

"Its hull is not even a spirit tree, so it doesn't deserve to be called a black-sailed battleship!"

Eric Munton, who was suddenly interrupted by Xia Qi, repeated what he had just said.

"It's not this sentence, it's the sentence that goes further."

"Let the elf craftsmen carve corresponding incantations throughout the hull for blessing, and drive them with elemental power?"

"Go forward."

"The worst one has to be made from spiritual wood that is more than a hundred years old?"

Xia Qi:......

"Are you saying that your black-sailed warship is made of spiritual wood that is more than a century old?! Such a big ship, so much wood, all of it is spiritual wood?!"

"yes."

Eric Munton nodded matter-of-factly.

"One-hundred-year-level spiritual wood is the minimum requirement, and three-hundred-year-old spiritual wood is the standard. Generally, spiritual wood above five-hundred-year-old can be used to build main warships. Of course, if you want to build stronger warships,

, it’s best to get thousand-year-old spiritual wood.”

At this time, Xia Qi didn't know what to say.

"Then what, do you still have any remaining black-sailed battleships?"

When this topic was brought up, Eric Munton, who was very proud one moment, felt heartbroken the next.

"Everyone sank, including the main flagship I made with thousand-year-old spiritual wood."

Really, even Eric Munton had a look of pain on his face when he talked about this.

"Then, the wreckage of the ship has finally been recovered, right?"

At this time, Xia Qi's voice was trembling when he spoke.

In response, Eric Munton shook his head and said: "No. Your Majesty, you all know what happened after that. There is no way I can fish out the sunken ship, and there is no way I can fish it out."

"Then you should have told me earlier!"

At this time, Xia Qi could be said to have a look of pain on his face.

You know, in Daxia, a hundred-year-old spirit wood is a rare material and is used to make staffs and high-level elf magic arrows. Ordinary elf magic arrows can be made from twenty or thirty-year-old spirit wood.

!

The best batch of spiritual trees in Daxia currently last only four to five hundred years, and even three hundred-year-old spiritual trees are very few. There are more than five-hundred-year-old spiritual trees every year. Except for the ancient elven trees, there are no other basic spiritual trees.

No.

At this moment, in Xia Qi's eyes, Eric Munton could no longer be described as rich, but as simply crazy!

It costs money to build a ship, but it costs your life to build a ship!

By the way, if Wang Arthur were here, Xia Qi would definitely give him a few words.

Look at other people, they are all elven civilizations, how come they have three hundred, five hundred, or even one thousand year old spirit trees, but why are you so tired of even getting a few one or two hundred year old spirit trees?

Comparing people with each other makes me angry to death!

Regarding this matter, Arthur Wang is actually relatively innocent, because even counting from the first day he joined the game, to when he took out the world fragments from the gold treasure chest and mutated into the elf civilization, and was finally annexed by Xia Qi.

During this whole process, he developed for more than four hundred years.

Besides, special plants like spiritual trees are not available from the beginning.

According to the slow development speed of the elves, he only started doing it when he was almost three hundred years old.

In this way, at that time, his elf civilization had only been planting and cultivating spiritual trees for less than a hundred years. How could it be possible for Xia Qi to produce spiritual trees that were five hundred years old or even one thousand years old?

This wave of injustice is really unfair.

Seeing Xia Qi's expression of heartache that made him unable to breathe, Eric Munton's mood suddenly became a little strange, and even the pain in his heart was reduced a lot.

"What about that, Your Majesty? In fact, when the Black Sail Battleship is damaged to that extent, usually all the incantations carved inside have been destroyed. Even if the wreckage is fished out, it will not be of much use.

.”

"is that so?"

Xia Qi looked unbelieving, always feeling that Eric Munton was deceiving him.

"Such a large piece of spiritual wood cannot be used if part of it is broken?"

Faced with this problem, Eric Munton also had a headache. This kind of thing is difficult to explain to a layman who only half understands it.

He organized his words for a long time before he started to explain.

"This involves a spell issue. To put it simply, a special repair spell is carved into the interior of the Black Sail Battleship. This spell integrates all the spiritual trees that build the entire battleship. If

If a part of the spiritual wood is damaged, then as long as there is enough mana or elemental power to drive it, the spell can be triggered to repair the damaged part."

Having said this, Eric Munton first breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued: "But it is precisely because of this integrated repair spell that the entire black sail warship cannot be repaired once it is attacked by a huge attack.

, will cause all the characteristics of the spirit trees to be destroyed and then completely scrapped. However, generally when there is sufficient energy, it is basically impossible to completely destroy a black sail warship. After all, we dark elves

The black-sailed battleship can not only automatically repair the damaged hull, but also open the shield to resist attacks."

At the end of the day, Eric Munton didn't forget to brag.

The meaning of what he said just now was already very obvious, which was to tell Xia Qi that if he hadn't run out of ammunition and food at that time and wanted to destroy his Black Sail Fleet, it would have been a complete dream.

All in all, Xia Qi had a preliminary understanding of this black-sailed battleship.

He then asked: "According to what you said, don't you have a lot of old spiritual trees? Otherwise, how could you create such a large black sail fleet?"

"Well..."

When Eric Munton heard this, a look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face.

"Actually, we dark elves don't have the talent to plant and cultivate spiritual trees."

"Then where did you get so many hundred-year-level and even thousand-year-level spiritual trees?"

"Snatched."

Eric Munton explained: "Although we dark elves cannot plant and cultivate spiritual wood, other elves in the same world as me can cultivate it, so every time I need spiritual wood, I go and grab it.

once."

"Ah this..."

Xia Qi really didn't expect that Eric Munton would actually cut leeks for fun. He would only plunder but not destroy a certain hostile force in his world.

When you need resources, go plunder some, and then let the opponent slowly develop. When the opponent is almost recovered, go plunder again, and this cycle continues.

The advantage is that the daily mining or planting of those resources does not require them to worry at all, nor does it require their manpower and material resources to be expended, but the disadvantage is that the acquisition of resources is unstable, and if they are not careful, those leeks may come back to bite them.

Players seeking stability mostly like to occupy the territory themselves and then plant or mine it.

However, the situation of the dark elves is special after all. Eric Munton himself said that the dark elves do not have the talent to plant and cultivate spiritual trees.

There is nothing they can do if they ask other elves to help them cultivate them.

But now the situation is obviously different. They can't cultivate it, but Xia Qi can!

Moreover, because of the particularity of his civilization, it directly annexed the entire world where Eric Munton's civilization was located.

In other words, the indigenous elves who were constantly being cut off by Eric Munton have now been merged into his world.

It's just that we don't know where it is yet.

"Eric, you should have an impression of the general location of the elves, right?"

To this question, Eric Munton answered directly without thinking: "Yes, Your Majesty, those elves and I are separated by a sea and on a continent."

As such an important resource acquisition point, how could he forget it.

However, as he said these words, Eric Munton quickly realized something.

"Your Majesty, could you tell me?"

"Yes, those elves should be in this world now, but you don't have to worry about this matter. I will let King Arthur handle it later."

Now that he has arrived in his world, Xia Qi has no intention of letting the other party continue to be harvested by Eric Munlton. It is more convenient to annex it directly and then cultivate and plant it himself.

Eric Munton had no objection to this, but there was one thing he felt he still needed to remind.

"Your Majesty, although those indigenous elves have been harvested by me, they have developed for thousands of years, so they are not that easy to deal with."

"Well, don't worry about this. When the time comes, I will let King Arthur take the elf dragon there."

Xia Qi, who said this, seemed confident.

The Elf Dragon is the patron saint of the elves, and it has a strong deterrent effect even for the traitorous dark elves, let alone other elves.

Against the elves, bringing the elf dragon will already give you a three-point advantage.

Eric Munton can be said to have a deep understanding of this. That kind of intimidation and reverence comes entirely from their bloodline, making it impossible for people to resist.

And while the two were talking, on the sea, Takolia's superficial black sail fleet had been completely defeated by Xia Qi's East China Sea Fleet. Then the army continued to advance towards the island where Takolia was located.

past.
Chapter completed!