Afterwards, he let out a satisfied belch and joyfully took off into flight after a short run!
The elves who witnessed this had their fair skin turn red, their eyes bloodshot, almost bleeding!
Quite a few wanted to rush up and fight Land to the death, but the Elf Leader stopped them.
The entire prairie was left with only the surviving Half-Beastmen and Elves.
The Half-Beastman leader sneered at the elves and said:
"Ridiculous elves! You who boast of your goodness, surrendering to an Evil Dragon that kills your kin and treats you as food? The god you believe in would weep for your disgrace."
"You! We elves are not afraid of death at all! You…" A group of elves were infuriated, immediately wanting to retort, angrily cursing the Half-Beastmen.
But the Elf Leader shouted, "Silence! Don't speak further to the Half-Beastmen!"
This left the other elves as if they had lost their parents, each lowering their heads dejectedly.
"Humph! Crafty elves! You surely didn't surrender sincerely, did you?" the Half-Beastman loudly shouted.
"Whether we did or not, what does it have to do with you?"
"Humph! Now you and I are both vassals of the master, but since I surrendered before you, my status is naturally above yours. I have the right to reprimand you unruly lower beings on behalf of the master."
"Fool! You'd better stay away from us!" The elves, due to the recent events, were all in a foul mood, not yielding an inch in the face of the Half-Beastmen.
Both sides once again broke into loud curses.
Until Land flying in the sky landed again a thousand meters away from where the elves and Beastmen were.
Accompanied by a thunderous roar.
Even from a thousand meters away, all the elves and Half-Beastmen felt the ground shaking continuously, almost losing their balance!
If he targeted them again, the casualties would be unimaginable...
The elves' expressions were gloomy and uncertain.
This Evil Dragon! Why do such strange things? And why remain unharmed doing it? Not even getting hurt?
Though the Giant Dragon's defense is strong, it's never been seen as outrageously so!
Many elves and Half-Beastmen couldn't understand this.
Not far away, in a deep pit shrouded in dust.
Land did not immediately crawl out of the pit, at 450 kilometers per hour, the power indeed increased again, but correspondingly, he also received significant damage!
His entire internal organs were in continuous turmoil.
In his shoulder armor area, quite a few scales even shattered upon impact, oozing blood.
It seems to almost reach the limit.
Even if accelerating further, perhaps it can only increase by 30-40 kilometers per hour more.
If any higher, he might be in mortal danger.
Dragon Meteor, a very interesting trick.
It's comparable to simulating a meteor fall.
Extremely wide damage range, extremely strong.
However, it also has a very important flaw.
That is this move, it cannot directly hit a target during descent!
His "Child of the Earth" only reduces damage from the earth.
If hitting something mid-way, he would also take all the damage.
However, this is relative.
If hitting ordinary flesh and blood life, birds in the sky, humans on the ground, Land actually wouldn't take much damage.
After all, at the moment of contact, these fragile beings get smashed to pieces like paper!
The real harm to Land is extremely limited.
Even negligible.
But if Land were to hit a solid city wall, steel, or another Giant Dragon, the result could be very bad…
Lying in the pit for quite a while.
Not far away, the elves showed looks of anticipation, perhaps this Evil Dragon had smashed itself to death?
If so, that would delight the elves greatly!
They watched expectantly where Land had fallen.
Until Land slowly got up, their expectations turned to disappointment.
"You! Come to me immediately!"
Land suddenly roared toward the elves and Half-Beastmen, making these two groups slowly approach.
"Entertainment time is over, now let's get to know each other again pleasantly.
I am Land Saphis Oakben, your future master.
You should be the leaders of your respective tribes, tell me your names?"
Land half-crouched on the ground watching the Half-Beastman and Elf tribe stand at the forefront, asking the two who previously spoke of surrender.
Behind them.
The Half-Beastmen had expressions of fear, some reverence, and awe.
And the elves, mostly couldn't conceal their fear and hatred.
To this, Land was unsurprised, also not caring about the inner thoughts of a bunch of reserve food.
"Replying to the master, I am Gewu Shattered Head, a Half-Beastman inheriting the title of the great Beastman God!" said the Half-Beastman leader with a face marked by scars, looking especially ugly and rugged.
"Replying to the master, I am Aikousha," the leader of the Elf tribe said expressionlessly.
"Apart from the current tribesmen, are there any others?" Land asked.
"Replying to the master, in our Boulder Division, there are some elders and children, around sixty or more," before the Half-Beastman Ugg answered, the Old Shaman behind him replied first.
"Yes, yes, about that many more tribesmen!" Gewu nodded repeatedly.
"There are over two hundred tribesmen in the forest," the Elf Aikousha replied with simplicity.
"Have them all come! Meet their new master.
Oh! And your treasures! Bring them over as well!" Land instructed, emphasizing the words treasures.
The Half-Beastmen and Elves dared not disobey, after a while, they brought their tribesmen over.
Among the Half-Beastmen, there were only a few elderly with greying hair, mostly very young children.
Not surprising, in a race like the Half-Beastman, which adores strength, the elderly, sick, and disabled probably would not receive much favor, considered useless tribesmen.
Being alive until now, perhaps they hold some status, having made great merits for the tribe.
The Elf tribesmen were not few, there were elderly, weak, and sick among them, their faces filled with unease and fear, evidently aware of their situation on the way here.
These two tribes together amounted to around over six hundred people altogether.
They might have some use in the future.
As for the treasures…
The Half-Beastmen brought him some decent-looking animal skins, and some bone necklaces made of other creatures' skulls.
And what the elves brought were some hats and dresses woven from flowers and grass, and some fairly well-crafted wooden art pieces.
How should I put it, none of them caught Land's eye.
Before they are exchanged for Gold Coins and Silver Coins, these not-so-solid things don't really appeal to the dragons of color.
Of course, the most important aspect is that these things aren't very valuable.
Land simply waved his claw, letting them put them aside for a later exchange with humans.
He scrutinized these guys for quite a while before speaking:
"Played a bit tired just now, and now feeling quite bored, don't you elves know how to perform art? Just dance for me to enliven the mood."
Land said with great interest.