"These are alchemy armaments, capable of appropriate transformation!"
The Nature Goddess only felt that this dragon was stirring trouble to delay the war.
"I know, but it's not enough. I want the Elf clan's alchemy artisans to be stationed in Elisium, to tailor weapons for the soldiers of my battle group."
Noah once again opened his mouth wide to make demanding requests.
"Station the artisans in Elisium?"
Serena was silent for a moment, she could see through the dragon's intentions right away.
It seemed like merely a request for assistance, but Elisium was completely shrouded in a domain composed of life aura emitted by this dragon. Even high elves without a legendary level strength could not linger long in such a domain, otherwise, they would be assimilated.
Sending elf craftsmen into Elisium City, don't expect them to walk out again, or even if they can leave, those who come out will no longer be elves.
