Chapter Twenty-Eight: Destroy My Nightkin Tribe.
"Okay, okay, Bai is my good friend, and he is also a tribal chief, so the elders don't have to be like this, right?" Ma Wei didn't expect the elders who rushed over to behave like this, and said a little unhappily.
"Mavi, is this your attitude towards the elders? In the middle of the seat, a tall elven old man with a white beard and white hair spoke.
"Originally, Great Elder, you can't be unreasonable. Mavi replied without fear.
As an outstanding representative of the new generation of the Mountain Elves, Mavi did not buy the accounts of these elders.
The Great Elder couldn't punish this outstanding junior too much, and waved his hand helplessly: "Don't talk on the side first, I'll have a good talk with your friend." ”
With the words of the Great Elder, the rest of the elders also withdrew their momentum into their bodies one after another.
Pouting, Mavi stepped aside and gave Shiro an encouraging look, which Shiro smiled back.
Of the thirteen elders present, each of them was at least the strength of a mid-level hero, and the Great Elder and two of the old men were even more terrifying, and Bai suspected that they had reached the level of a high-level hero.
It is worthy of being able to compete with the top forces of the continent, the orc steel tribe, and its strength and heritage are not at all what Bai can see clearly.
"Ahem, Chief Bai, please don't mind just now, it's about the Moon Well, a fetish of our mountain elf clan, and it's the first time we've talked about the Moon Well with outsiders, so we can't afford to be careless. The Great Elder coughed dryly, and lightly exposed the momentum oppression against Bai just now.
"It's okay, Great Elder, the elders have gathered to see me, and they must already have some opinions on the transaction, so you might as well tell me about it. Bai said softly.
Although Bai's elven language was still a little rusty, the tone and demeanor when he spoke undoubtedly subverted the Great Elder's opinion of a native creature from the Gem Lake region.
The Great Elder gradually began to feel that the mutant fish-man in front of him was not a barbaric and backward creature as he thought, and seeing how much Mavi cared about the dialogue, the Great Elder quietly threw away the several unequal treaties that had been negotiated in his heart.
"Since Chief White has said so, I will speak on behalf of the Elders Body. ”
The Great Elder stroked his beard and spoke, "First of all, we can give you the spell cultivation method, but Chief Bai, you can't teach the spell cultivation method to others without our permission, otherwise once we find out, we will definitely investigate the consequences." ”
"Yes. Bai frowned and nodded, he had expected this before, after all, the spell cultivation method of the mountain elf clan had also been passed down and modified from generation to generation, and it had only reached this point, and it was impossible to pass it on to others at will.
In fact, within the mountain elves, every elf will undergo a test before they can cultivate the spells in the clan.
Seeing that Bai answered simply, the Great Elder nodded with satisfaction and continued, "Before we can complete the transaction, I need you to cooperate with us to complete a test to prove that you have no ill will towards our Mountain Elf Clan. ”
"What test?" asked Shiro.
"So, Chief White, did you agree to take the test?" the Great Elder smiled slightly.
Mavi, who was on the side, guessed something, frowned and looked at Shiro, and then seemed to let go of his brows.
"If you can guarantee that the test won't hurt me, I'll say yes. Bai said softly.
"Okay! The White Chief is much wiser than I imagined, I won't hide it from you, among our mountain elves, there is an ancient tree that has survived for thousands of years, we call it the Ancient Tree of Life, it is an ancient tree full of wisdom, with the ability to distinguish between good and evil, I hope the White Chief can accept the test of the Ancient Tree of Life. The Great Elder spoke.
"A tree full of wisdom?" Bai turned his puzzled gaze to Mavi, but saw Mavi nodding seriously, indicating that the Great Elder was not lying.
"Okay, I agreed, get tested. Out of trust in Mavi, Shiro underwent this somewhat bizarre test.
"In addition, when the White Chief condenses the moon attribute spell particles for us, it will occupy a lot of your own spell cultivation time, and we are willing to pay a hundred gold coins a night to compensate. The Great Elder continued.
Originally, the result of the discussion of the elder group was to force Bai's condensation time, but after feeling Bai's wisdom and integrity, the Great Elder changed his decision without authorization, and instead exchanged benefits for Bai to take the initiative to condense binding spell particles.
Really. As soon as the Great Elder's words came out, the other twelve all cast puzzled glances at the Great Elder, especially the Second Elder and the Third Elder, who were in the same strength class as the Great Elder, even blew their beards and glared at the Great Elder.
In their opinion, why should such a foreigner be treated like this, or a mere fishman?
You must know that on the mainland, the fish-people are an inferior race that is not ranked by the third-rate races, and fish-man slaves can be seen everywhere in the coastal areas.
Although the mountain elves are still a mild race, as long as they survive in this world and want to come into contact with other creatures, they must understand the truth of the law of the jungle, and if the second elder and the third elder are in charge, they may make a move to forcibly imprison Bai to make water of life for the tribe.
It happened that Bai was bowing his head and pondering, and he didn't see the expressions on the faces of the other elders, so after thinking about it, Bai said, "I don't want gold coins, I have another proposal." ”
As soon as Bai's words came out, the second elder couldn't help but slap the table and stand up directly: "Just a fishman, do you still want to make an inch?believe it or not, I went directly to destroy your so-called Nightkin tribe?"
As soon as he saw the second elder slapping the table, the eldest elder felt that he was going to suffer, but unfortunately he was a step too late to stop it, and the second elder had already spit out his words.
Although facing more than a dozen mid-level heroes, Bai was not afraid.
Do you want to destroy my tribe?" Bai directly responded to the Second Elder's words with actions.
The white hand stretched out to his chest, a little rusty, but he still took out the heart of the moon flame in his chest with great firmness.
"This is a technique I just learned, detonating the heart of the spell, it may not kill you old immortals, but at such a close distance, it should be no problem to seriously injure a few. ”
"Destroy my tribe of nightcrawlers, you can try, it may not be as simple as you think. Bai looked at the dead man with emotionless eyes, his spine quickly stretched out from his back, and the length of dozens of meters was exposed, hovering together and gently taking over the heart of the spell in Bai's hand, holding the heart of the spell on the top of Bai's head slowly wandering like a poisonous snake.
The Great Elder estimated that with the speed at which that strange spine was displayed, the fish-man could instantly send the heart of the spell to any of the elders present.
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