My elf is 100 million points stronger

Bai Luo looked at the people in black robes who were also kneeling in front of him, and the question marks on his face became more and bigger.

At this time, the old priest with a beard hanging down to his feet from the Baiyan tribe crawled to Bailuo, and began to shout some inexplicable words, his tone and expression seemed very pious.

"Wait a minute... I don't seem to understand what these people are saying."

Bai Luo squeezed the space between his brows, and hastened to avoid this devoutly kneeling old man, he feared that his life would be shortened.

He distinguished for a while, and finally made sure that he couldn't understand a single word these ancient brothers said.

"Gah... What about bringing a translator? Rabbi Shi??" Bai Luo held Rabbi Shi's elf ball, and began to hesitate whether to bury it here or not.

"Forget it, at this time we have to invite our almighty system master." Bai Luo can only use the spirit of Ah Q, anyway, it is to enlighten himself, and the main thing is to have a good attitude.

[May I ask if the host has activated the real-time translation function? ]

"Heh? You still have this ability?" Bai Luo's eyes lit up: "It must be activated!"

There is something in this system at home, and it can also be used as a backgammon reading machine?

[Please host to recharge to unlock. ]

Bai Luo: "?????"

Now he really wanted to grab the system by the neck and beat it hard.

What the hell is recharge to unlock? ?Did you really take it seriously when you said you were made by Goose Factory?

Of course, through friendly negotiations with the system, the two parties reached a willingness to cooperate together, and started to look forward to the future together...

In human terms, in the end, someone Bai succumbed. With trembling hands, he crossed off a portion of the balance in the mall, and turned on the real-time translation function.

The language barrier is too uncomfortable, so Bai can only reluctantly recharge.

"Huh, why is there a feeling of krypton gold addiction..." Bai Luo let out a long breath, he can now understand what these ancient brothers are saying.

The old man with the white beard hanging down to his feet is calling out to the great god, welcome you to the mortal world, and the Baiyan Tribe offers you the highest respect and loyalty.

The people of the Baiyan tribe behind him were also shouting for the gods to show their spirits, praying for blessings, and those who confessed their crimes and begged for forgiveness. At least Bailuo heard one who confessed that he peeked at the big sister next door to take a bath...

"If I were a god, I should strike you to death with a bolt of lightning."

Bai Luo muttered to himself, now he feels his head hurts more and more, how can these old brothers regard themselves as gods?Could it be that the way he appeared was too cool?

"Everyone, feudal superstition is not a good thing..." Bai Luo wanted to step forward to help the old man who was old enough to be his great-grandfather, but the man felt like an electric shock, and quickly avoided Bai Luo's support, knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The patriarch Bai Yan on the side also knelt on one knee, his expression fluctuating. As the patriarch of the clan, he was thinking about the impact of Bai Luo's arrival on the tribe, and whether it would bring about greater disasters.

After all, it is obviously not a good thing to attack this guy who just destroyed the method of solving the black poisonous tribe.

Seeing this, Bai Luo became even more helpless. He cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, calm down. I'm not a god, I'm just a human being, just a traveler from afar."

Bai Luo tried his best to make his smile more friendly, what kind of thing is it? This high-profile thing is really not worthy of him. With his strength, he really dare not claim this title.

At the same time, he is trying to control the energy coat on his body. This thing is gleaming, just like the battle suit of a saint warrior. It is too high-profile. Doesn't this tell others that you are abnormal?

Even if you can reduce the brightness a little bit.

But no matter how hard Bai Luo tried, this glass-like energy coat would remain motionless, covering Bai Luo's whole body like the most indestructible barrier.

After trying it for a while, Bai Luo gave up this act of death. This layer of coat was used by Rabbi to protect himself. Yu: There are several awards for the most stupid ways of death of the traversers, this is the fate of poor hands, and so on.

Just as Bai Luo was trying to kill himself, the high priest of the Bai Yan tribe also calmed down and began to think about what Bai Luo had just said.

Although the system can translate what Bailuo said into ancient Chinese, there will be some differences in the words used depending on the sentences.

For example, what Bai Luo said just now can be translated as: I am not a god, but a walker from a far away place.

The ghost knows why the traveler and the walker can connect together.

Moreover, in this era, Xingzhe has the meaning of an ascetic who is undergoing training, and the spokesperson of some big figures. Anyway, after many brain supplements and quotations from scriptures, the high priest of the Baiyan tribe has confirmed Bailuo's identity in his heart.

This is the messenger sent by God!Come to save their Baiyan tribe from the sea of ​​suffering!

Seeing the old man on the opposite side still looking at him with fanaticism, Bai Luo slapped his forehead, well, what he just said was for nothing.

He didn't bother to explain to these old buddies, he greeted Miao Frog Flowers and they were ready to leave. As for those black-robed people who attacked him, Bai Shi really didn't know what the rules were in this era, so let's just let it go.

At this moment, a light green energy was entrenched in Bai Luo's mind, forming an arrow shape, pointing to the east.

This is the beacon that Shi Rabi left in Bai Luo's mind. This gentle vitality can also nourish Bai Luo's superpowers. It can be regarded as giving Bai Luo a little benefit in advance, saving him from working hard.

When the high priest saw that the envoy he thought turned around and left surrounded by monsters, he couldn't help feeling very anxious, but he immediately thought that the direction that the envoy was walking was the direction of his own tribe.

At the same time, the patriarch of the Baiyan tribe also discovered this, and he clenched his fists. Under this situation, he subconsciously thought that Bailuo was malicious, and just when he wanted to send the fire-breathing dragon to rush up In a desperate struggle, the high priest's staff stretched out, placed it on his shoulders, and pinned down the burly man.

The high priest shook his head solemnly at the patriarch. There was no fanaticism on that face anymore, only the calmness that had lasted for years.

This kind of mature old fox is so easy to scare. At first, he was shocked by Bailuo, but now he calmed down, the high priest began to think about what the arrival of this "God Envoy" could bring to the Baiyan tribe. .

Perhaps destruction, perhaps unprecedented development.

Glancing at the member of the Black Poison Tribe who was sitting slumped on the ground, the high priest secretly gritted his teeth, weighed it in his heart, and found that this "envoy of God" should belong to the less vicious type, so you can gamble!

After all, with their strength, if they are really malicious, they can just wipe them out directly. There is no need to play tricks and calculations.

He showed agility that he shouldn't have at this age, and ran towards Bai Luo with a whoosh.

Hearing the sound, Bai Luo looked at the high priest who was walking like flying, and was amazed at the old man's skill in his heart. He stopped and asked gently: "Old man, what's the matter?"

Seeing Bai Luo's gentle tone, the high priest calmed down a lot of his speculation and uneasiness.

"My lord envoy, look at the direction you are going, it is our Baiyan tribe. Could it be that you have some mission to complete? Our Baiyan tribe can help you."

The high priest lowered his head, the gorgeous feather crown on his head swayed slightly, and his posture was very low.

Bai Luo just wanted to explain that he was not an envoy of a god, but he swallowed the words again.The direction given by Rabbi Shi is indeed there. I have a blind eye to everything in this era. If I can use my identity as an envoy to bring some information convenience, it seems... not bad?

It can also satisfy Bai's pretending (beep) mentality by the way.

"Old man, please raise your head and speak." Bai Luo rolled his eyes and said gently, "I do have a task to complete, and it's in that direction."

He doesn't mind disclosing some information, which comes from his confidence in his elf strength, and according to his observation, the strength of trainers in this era seems to be average.

Is it because the trainer system of this era has not yet developed?Or did he travel to a remote place in the backcountry?The strength of the trainers is not strong?

He remembered that there were cheating players like the super ancient Geng Gui and Hu Di.

"I forgot to ask, what era did Shirabi send himself to?" Bai Luo thought secretly in his heart. Although he didn't have much research on the history of the elf world, under the influence of the old man, he knew a little bit. .

What?You ask, isn't Dr. Oki not good at studying the ancient history of elves?

Which one is not good at is compared to a historical giant like Dr. Jie Zilan, an illiterate person like Xiang Bai, looking at his father is like looking at God.

That's the admiration of the scumbags for the masters, oh no, the gods of learning.

Hearing Bai Luo's words, the high priest showed great enthusiasm on his old face. He didn't raise his head as Bai Luo said, but said more respectfully: "Can you invite the envoy of the gods to come to the Baiyan tribe? The greatest honor of the Yan Tribe!"

Bai Luo pretended to hesitate for a moment, he had already decided in his heart to borrow the power of the aborigines of this era, and the name Baiyan Tribe seemed to be very related to him.

Bai Luo has taken the posture of an envoy very well. You can't act like you can't wait as soon as someone mentions it, because it will appear too purposeful.

Finally, under the repeated invitation of the high priest of the Baiyan Tribe, Bai Luo finally nodded "reservedly" and said softly: "Then I will trouble you to lead the way."

The high priest showed just the right joy, returned to the patriarch on crutches, and said something in a low voice.

Patriarch Bai Yan's face changed several times, and finally he nodded heavily at the high priest. He patted the body of the fire-breathing dragon. The fire-breathing dragon struggled and flapped its injured wings, soaring into the sky. Presumably, it was going back to the tribe to report the news That's it, let the clansmen who stay behind prepare for the reception.

After finishing this time, Patriarch Bai Yan's face completely softened, he walked up to Bai Luo respectfully, pointed at the people of the Black Poison Tribe and asked: "My lord envoy, how should we deal with these people?"