My elf is 100 million points stronger

Bai Luo frowned, this is really a problem for him, if you want to say that in modern times, for trainers, they should give away the tricks, kill them, and confiscate the elves.

But in this era, he is also somewhat numb. In this era, there are probably no such things as laws and regulations, and there is no humanitarian treatment.

And he heard the word tribe. According to Bailuo's understanding, the two tribes fought, the loser lost everything and became a slave, and the winner took all.

"In the final analysis, I disrupted their fate." Bai Luo thought hard in his heart. The Black Poison Tribe was really wronged. It was originally a good situation, but it was able to swallow the Baiyan Tribe and greatly enhance its own strength. , and encountered Bai Luo falling from the sky.

What's more, the big-mouthed bat's viciousness, which was fortunately not dead, caused a chain reaction and was suppressed by Bai Luo forcefully.

How can you justify this.

Bai Luo's final decision was not to deal with it, just as if this had never happened, but Bai Luo chose to take away the big-mouthed bat. This kind of elf that preys on humans cannot be let go, and it must be disciplined.

Although the practice of the Black Poison Tribe feeding elves with human life displeased Bai Luo from the bottom of his heart, he also warned himself in his heart that he had no right to decide the life and death of these people, and he had no position to criticize them from the moral high ground.

Because the times are different, people like him who live in peaceful times cannot understand the hardships of the ancestors of this era. Without experiencing their lives, there is no way to criticize or judge. He is not qualified for this.

If I hadn't appeared, maybe the Black Poison Tribe had already succeeded, then I would have no right to classify these people into the ranks of losers because of my personal preference.

As for why the strong suppression and taking away the big-mouthed bat, this is also the punishment for the Black Poison Tribe's attack on him.

As for what will happen in the future, Bai Luo doesn't care too much anymore. He asks himself that he can't make a decision that has the best of both worlds, so why bother himself so much.

"I'm the kind of person who wants to set up an archway even after being a bitch." Bai Luo laughed at himself. This was a decision he made after weighing it. The balance in his heart no longer wavered. No matter what others judged, Bai Luo obeyed own heart.

"Let's go, please lead the way." Bai Luo put away his elves, leaving only Pikachu on his shoulders and the Wandering Night Spirit hidden in the shadow. Their size and sense of oppression are too strong. None of the Baiyan tribe dared to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

The high priest is one position behind, and next to him is the patriarch.Their expressions were the same as those of other Baiyan tribe, they were extremely shocked.

"My lord, the villain is bold, what kind of artifact is this sphere that can carry monsters?!"

The high priest's eyes were fixed on the elf ball in Bai Luo's hand. This was something beyond their knowledge. They had never seen an operation that could accommodate a huge monster into such a small sphere.

"Huh?" Bai Luo opened his mouth, but he didn't say that it was a poke ball. Isn't there a prototype of a poke ball in this era?How did he remember that in ancient times, a kind of ball that could be built with cones, similar to modern elf balls, could be used to store elves?

It is said that Dr. Nishino Mori got some inspiration for the Pokéballs of later generations, coupled with the capsules made by the research on the fire monkey at that time, and then made the modern Pokéballs. If this is inferred, such similar objects should be It exists.

At this time, Bai Luo thought that these ancient humans called elves monsters. The name of monsters was the name for elves in the era when the elf balls were not developed. At that time, human beings had very simple means of subduing elves. feeding.

"I remember... the history of making Poke Balls from tree fruits can be traced back to 400 to 700 years ago." Bai Luo typed the topic haha ​​and fooled it, so it seemed that the time he was in was earlier than he thought ah.

"Forget it, it might be because this place is too remote." Bai Luo talked with the high priest while sorting out the information he kept getting.

After all, according to the High Priest, the strongest patriarch of the entire tribe is a trainer who can barely touch the gymnasium level, and there is only one fire-breathing dragon.

Bai Shi really doesn't believe that the trainers of this era are so good, oh, the trainers of this era are called Warcraft Envoys.

"I always feel that Warcraft makes this title a bit more compelling."

During the exchange, Bai Luo learned that the location he was in was called Tianqing Wilderness. This place name has no traces in later generations, and it seems to be buried in the torrent of history.

There are many human beings living in a tribe in this wilderness. The Baiyan tribe can be regarded as relatively powerful among them, but they suffered losses in the competition for hunting grounds not long ago, and their strength has dropped drastically.

Whether a tribe is strong or not depends on the number of Warcraft Envoys in the tribe. There are no Poké Balls in this era, so the success rate of taming the elves is really too low. The birth of Warcraft Envoys is also based on luck.

That's why they were so surprised when they saw the elves around Bai Luo. Some of the high priest invited Bai Luo to the Bai Yan Tribe to learn how to tame the "monster" from Bai Luo.

It can only be said that this group of old guys who have lived for a long time are not fuel-efficient lamps.

The Baiyan tribe all use Baiyan as their surname, and the high priest is named Baiyandong. This is the name of each generation of high priests. The word "dong" in ancient Chinese means profound knowledge and insight into everything.

The burly patriarch, the envoy of the fire-breathing dragon, that is, the "monster envoy" of the fire dragon monster, is named Bai Yansheng, and he is known as the most outstanding genius of the Baiyan tribe in recent generations.

Along the way, the high priest Bai Yandong tried his best to find topics with Bai Luo, so that the scene would not cool down, and tried his best to win the favor of Bai Luo, the "envoy of God".

At the same time, there were also some hidden temptations. The old fox was also looking for some information about Bai Luo.

Naturally, Bai Luo started to talk to Bai Yandong in the opposite direction. He didn't say a word about his actual situation. When he asked himself where he came from, he said that he was a traveler from a far away place. It's not bad for travel.

As for the old guy's secret testing of his intentions and purpose, that is the task given by the mysterious big man and cannot be disclosed.

After all, rabbi also bears the name of a forest god, so thinking about it, he is really an "angel".

In short, it's just nonsense all the way. Poor Bai Yandong is old, he is indeed an old fox, but how can he compare with Bai Luo's two lifetimes of cheating players?

Naturally, he was taken aback by Bai Luo, and in the end the old man became even more convinced of Bai Luo's identity as an envoy.

"My lord envoy, we are here." Bai Yansheng reminded respectfully from the side, and Bai Luo, who was talking happily with the high priest, raised his head and looked at the village not far away. Wearing a white robe, holding a spear, and carrying a longbow, a strong man stood guard on it, with sharp eyes.

At the gate of the village, led by a beautiful woman with long chestnut hair and a big belly, a large group of people stood densely.

Most of these people are old people, women, and children, but there are only a few adult men with elves around them, presumably the guard force of the tribe.

Perhaps it was because he had reached the gate of his tribe, Bai Yansheng's expression relaxed, showing a heartfelt smile, and waved his hand to greet the leading woman.

Bai Yansheng apologized to Bai Luo, and hurriedly stepped forward to support the woman. The two exchanged a few words, showing a happy smile from the heart.

"That's the patriarch's wife, right?" Bai Luo smiled, watching the two men walking towards him, stopping the woman from saluting, Bai Luo smiled gently: "It doesn't have to be like this."

At this time, Bai Luo noticed the beautiful flower that was following the woman, and he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the patriarch's wife was not bad, and this beautiful flower also had the strength of a senior level.

At this moment, the high priest whispered in Bailuo's ear the name of the patriarch's wife: Bai Yanduo.

I don't know how Bai Yansheng's fire-breathing dragon passed the news, anyway, now the entire Baiyan tribe is here, looking at this shining "God Envoy" with curiosity, awe, suspicion and so on.

"My lord envoy, can you release the monster and let me admire it." The high priest said with some embarrassment. The remaining members of the Baiyan tribe had never seen Bailuo show his power, but he had.

Now the High Priest's attitude towards the clansman is angry and anxious, for fear of making Bai Luo feel unhappy.

At the same time, he also had some small thoughts in his heart, hoping that Bai Luo would release the elves to frighten these tribesmen and consolidate his authority as the high priest, but he was also afraid that he would offend the majesty of the envoy by doing so.

Looking at the high priest who was in a dilemma for a while, Bai Luo couldn't help laughing in his heart. He, a fake envoy, has the majesty of a hammer, and he is not a self-respecting monster.

But since you decide to pretend to be an envoy, you should be more dedicated, and you can't lose all your compulsion.

A warm smile appeared on Bai Luo's face, purple light lingered in his pupils, and a wandering night spirit appeared behind him. He opened his hands, and a sense of oppression roared out. It shocked those Baiyan people watching the fun.

Miao Frog Flower also released a heavenly king-level aura, and Nidorino also showed a ferocious aura. At this moment, Bailuo vibrated with superpowers, and the hem of his clothes was automatic without wind.

There was silence for a while.

The high priest bowed and led the young man in glazed radiance forward, surrounded by elves, and kneeling Baiyan clansmen on both sides of the road.