My elf is 100 million points stronger

The old roar resounded over the deserted port, like an old lion standing on the edge of its territory, looking at the surrounding hyenas still looking disdainful, roaring and rushing out.

Kuslow threw the poke ball in his hand vigorously.

Fierce flames soared into the sky, and a Flame Lion broke through the burning flames first, with flames entwined between its lips and teeth, with a fierce look on its face.

This is a male Flame Lion. It is seen that it is very old, with sagging skin and dry hair, just like its old trainer, but this Flame Lion is still surrendering to the fire when walking. The elf at the pinnacle of gymnasium level!

"Flame Tooth!!"

Kuslow roared, and the Flame Lion had already jumped in front of the first monster in a black-red robe, and gnawed at the neck with one bite. The action was decisive.

But the opponent's movements were not slow. The elf ball opened and closed, and a black elf stopped the flame lion. It was a black Luga, with long curved horns like a demon coming out of hell. The red light lit up, and malicious waves whizzed out.

"It's the wave of evil." Bai Luo narrowed his eyes, and he didn't move in a hurry. The old man seemed to have a vague understanding of his strength. The black Luga on the opposite side had gym-level strength. There is no Heavenly King class in the robe, so if you run a ball, you can just cook it up.

At this time, Kuslow's second elf appeared on the stage. It was King Yanwu, and he was also a very old elf with serious injuries. He should have the strength of a heavenly king when he was young, and now he is at the level of a gymnasium. peak.

Bai Luo is not sure about Kuslow's strength now. It stands to reason that the strength of the old man's iron buddies is at least the king of heaven, but it seems that only these two elves have the ability to fight for this old man, and the group of black robes on the opposite side sent out A large group of Heluga started a siege tactic against Kuslow's elves.

Bai Luo began to recall the information given by Dr. Oki in his mind. According to the description of his old man, Kuslow should not have been active in the alliance for a long time, and he has not contacted Dr. Oki. It seems that this old man served in the alliance military when he was young. Served, but also made a lot of credit.

After observing for a while, Bai Luo found that Kuslow quickly fell into a disadvantage. Kuslow's battle experience, oh no, it should be said that killing elves is very rich, but his elves are too old. The young and strong Gym-level Elf really couldn't hold on.

"What is the origin of this Death Cult?" Bai Luo clasped his palms around his waist, ready to strike at any time: "If he can produce more than a dozen Gym-level ones, he shouldn't be some unknown person."

According to the nature of villains in this world, with this strength, they have already plotted to overthrow the world or take over the land to be king. Why have I never heard of this organization.

With a roar, King Yanwu raised his giant fist and smashed a black Lujia away. The next moment, several black Lujias climbed onto his body and received a crushing attack.

"Bai Luo...Brother, can I call you that?" At this time, a weak voice came from beside Bai Luo, and Leviathan opened her big empty eyes, and tears condensed inside.

"Grandpa, are you hurt again..." Lei Fuya stretched out her hand towards Bai Luo, the little girl seemed to be trying her best to endure the grief in her heart: "Let's go, if you don't listen to Grandpa, he will be sad."

Bai Luo was a little surprised, this little girl is unexpectedly tenacious, she can still make a decision at this time, not wanting to let her grandfather's sacrifice go to waste, this is really rare at this age.

Leffya only felt a burst of warmth holding her hand, the warmth was so comfortable, as if the sun was shining directly on her, there was no heat, only the warmth of protection.

"If you don't mind, just call me brother." Bai Luo squatted down, feeling the coldness of the little hand in his palm, and said softly, "Wait here for a while, okay?"

As he said that, he winked at Pikachu on his shoulder, and Pikachu instantly understood, jumped into Levia's arms, and let out a soft cry.

"Don't be afraid, your grandpa will be fine."

Bai Luo said softly, Lefya was stunned, she touched Pikachu in her arms, her throat seemed to be choked, and she couldn't speak.

Bai Luo had already headed towards Kuslow.

It's enough for the little girl to have Pikachu guarding her. Anyway, it's such a big place, so I can go back by myself.

Now Kuslow has fallen into an absolute disadvantage, and it seems that he will fall in the next moment, so Bai Luo has to hurry up, if something unexpected happens to the old man's iron buddies, he will have no face to see Dr. Oki.

As for the Bird Death Cult, if they took out champion-level elves now, then Bai Luo would run away with them without saying a word.

If you can't get it out...

Hum hum.

"The law and order of Dead Leaf City..." Bai Luo's footsteps were brisk, as if he was not looking for an evil organization to fight, but had a pleasant spring outing: "Are all the officials in the alliance dead?"

Now there is still silence around the port. It seems that this port has been stripped from reality. This is obviously the handiwork of some death cult. Being able to do this proves that they have nails in the upper echelons of Dead Leaf City, and they still occupy Those in important positions.

The black-robed man over there seemed to be impatient with Kuslow's stubborn resistance, and the leader of the black-robed man took out another elf ball and threw it into the field.

Another Gym-level Heluga.

This group of people's black Luga seemed to be wholesale, one after another, Bai Luo wondered if the Bird Cult was running a dog farm?

The voice of this black-robed man was unexpectedly young and pleasant, like a scholar who has read a lot of poetry and books, his voice was warm and clear: "Your Excellency Kuslow, why do you need to meet us with swords and swords? Merge with God, don't you?" Is it not good?"

Kuslow looked fierce, spat out a mouthful of bloody sputum, and said ferociously: "Fuck you! You lunatics, you are worthy of trying to trick my grandchildren?!"

King Yanwu, who was fighting in the arena, exploded upon hearing the words, setting off a large area of ​​flames, and temporarily forced the large group of Hei Lujia back.

The leading man in black opened his hands, and his tone could read a bit of compassion: "How stupid, Your Excellency Kuslow, your granddaughter is destined to be one with God, what an honor it is, why are you so obsessed with it? "

"Glory to your grandma!!" Kuslow breathed out the fragrance directly. It seems that this old man was also a hot-tempered old man when he was young. The small mouth, the old mouth, seemed to be smeared with honey, facing the black-robed man. Eighteen generations of ancestors are a meal output.

"Presumptuous! How dare you speak dirty words to our High Priest!"

The dog leg behind the old man couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted angrily.

The chief priest seems to have a good self-cultivation, he stopped his subordinates from shouting and cursing, but gently persuaded: "Your Excellency Kuslow, please don't resist, your elves are seriously injured, if you continue to resist, you are afraid It is time to return to the embrace of my God.”

Kuslow looked up to the sky and laughed, the laughter was desolate and heroic.

The old man's face suddenly became fierce, he spat forcefully, and hissed: "Fuck you! God! I don't believe you!"

Kuslow's body stood upright, not as stooped as before. The old man spent most of his life on the battlefield, and he believed in everything in this life, except gods and ghosts!

The chief priest seemed to be very regretful. He solemnly took out a high-grade ball and pressed the switch: "Then, please return Your Excellency Kuslow to the embrace of my God."

boom! !

A surging wave of air surged, that was the coercion of a heavenly king-level elf!

Pure white hair, sickle-like body tissue growing on the side of the head, and a pair of scarlet pupils with no emotion.

That is the elf called Calamity Beast, who associates with the unknown and death, and is the messenger of bad news.

That's an Absolu!

In fact, this kind of elf called Calamity Beast just has the ability to predict disasters. It is a very gentle elf, Absolu, who will help guard the fields or inform people about the rare existence of mutations.

I don't know what's going on with the High Priest of the Death Cult, the ominous malice lingering on his body almost overflows, harvesting all the lives in sight.

Kuslow looked at Absolul, who was full of killing intent, with a bit of sadness in his old eyes.

"Elves like Absolu can be cultivated by you to be like this, you really deserve to die."

At this time, a clear voice sounded, with a bit of banter and a bit of murderous intent.