In an instant, countless thoughts turned in Yi Fan's heart, but when he saw the sparse expression on Verte's face, he made up his mind to deal with the matter in front of him before considering what Simon was thinking!

Because Verte had just deliberately amplified his tone, and the identity of the divine envoy was too sensitive, almost at the same time as Yi Fan made up his mind, many elves around him also surrounded him.

"That's the oracle? too young, Simon's old fellow won't look for an imposter. A red-haired man stared at Yi Fan from a distance, and then left with contempt on his face, probably not taking Yi Fan in his eyes at all.

"Is that the oracle of God? Alas, there is not much hope of victory in the first place, and it is even more difficult now!" An elf who looked about the size of a teenage boy stood next to a green-clothed elf, frowning and looking at Yi Fan with a solemn expression.

In addition to them, among these elves who were watching, the other elves looked at Yi Fan with different expressions, some were arrogant and disdainful, some were also worried, and even a little obvious had other intentions.

However, among these elves, the first thing that Yi Fan noticed was the elf woman he met in the weapon shop last time, and at this moment, the woman's face was full of solemnity and surprise.

Obviously, she knew about what happened in Antola, which was almost a stepping stone to prove Yi Fan's strength with the knights of the Holy See.

Yi Fan retracted his gaze, silently remembering in his heart that among the elves he had just discovered, there was anyone who looked more special and weird.

"This patriarch, what did you say, I'm sorry I didn't pay attention just now, can you say it again?" While speaking, Yi Fan was already looking at Verte expressionlessly, and the look in his eyes was full of contempt.

Hearing Yi Fan's words, Verte smiled, looking disapproving, obviously, he still didn't believe Yi Fan's identity, and regarded the latter's behavior as a bluff.

"I said, don't you dare to ...... the gods" Verth's words didn't dare to say the next words, because at the moment when he just said the word "don't dare", he suddenly found that the temperament of the man opposite had changed drastically, and he seemed to be stared at tightly by a beast in the dark, as long as he dared to continue to say a word, he would be torn to pieces by the unknown danger.

Seeing the change in Verte, the corners of Yi Fan's mouth couldn't help but show a sneer, and the whole person also took two steps in the direction of the former. Just now, for the first time, he vaguely tried to release the aura of black magic hidden in his body a little, probably because of the baroque in his body, so he even produced a powerful oppression similar to Long Wei.

"Oh, don't you dare what?" After walking in front of Verte, just as he did when he first spoke, Yi Fan also deliberately lengthened his tone.

With Yi Fan's words, more elves also joined the onlookers, and they stared at the two groups of people in the middle as if they were watching the excitement, but the main eyes were on Yi Fan and Verte.

"Don't dare, don't da......re," Verte stammered, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and as Yi Fan got closer to him, the more clearly he could feel the huge sense of oppression.

"You say I don't dare to say I'm an oracle?" Because of his height, Yi Fan looked at the elf in front of him condescendingly, and at the same time slowly approached his face, and after the latter involuntarily took a few steps back because of fear, he suddenly raised his head, looked at everyone around him, and said in a voice that was not arrogant but made people feel arrogant: "I, what dare not admit it! I am the divine envoy, the divine envoy summoned by Athera of the Night Tribe, using the ritual of summoning the gods!"

probably also vaguely knew something from Simon's words, so when he admitted that he was a divine envoy, Yi Fan also unceremoniously lifted Aethera out, he wanted these elves in front of him to know that the daughter of the patriarch of the Dark Night Tribe was an existence that could truly communicate with the gods.

"That's right, the Divine Envoy was really sent by the Lord God, you see, the dress he is wearing now, whether it is the material or the style, in the thousands of years we have lived, no one has ever seen it!" Yi Fan's performance was obviously unexpected by Simon, but in this way, he saved trouble, so he immediately walked up to Yi Fan, and after bowing respectfully, he turned to all the elves and said.

Simon's words were obviously much more appealing, and as soon as he finished speaking, the elves around him began to turn their gaze to the FFF regimental battle robe of Yi Fan's divine envoy.

"Oh, that young man is really a divine envoy, look at the f-...... on his head" Some elves who were still suspicious of Yi Fan at first finally showed an expression of belief on their faces when they heard Simon's words. It seems that in the minds of these people, Simon's words are often used in handy.

"Hmph, it's just a high-level magician-level guy, as long as there are no accidents along the way, our victory will be no suspense. And in the midst of such a crowd, the two figures standing at the very edge, at this time, were full of unconcerned expressions, and as they spoke, they quietly looked at Connor standing behind Simon.

Obviously, in their eyes, only the old man was a real threat!, and Connor seemed to notice the look in his eyes, squinting his eyes as he staggered as if he were about to fall asleep with his staff.

Seeing that Verte looked completely unbearable, Yi Fan retracted his oppressive aura after snorting softly. Sure enough, strength is the real reliable thing, as long as there is this kind of thing, it is what you say, and you don't need to worry about whether anyone will believe your words.

"Lord Divine Envoy, please wait!" Just as Yi Fan turned around, about to return to the position where he had stood at the beginning, several voices behind him rang out almost simultaneously.

Subconsciously, Yi Fan stopped and turned his head, and then he looked at the three elves with different faces, and walked towards him with a friendly smile towards him!

"They are the patriarchs of the other three tribes besides Verte!" While Yi Fan cast a suspicious look at Simon, the latter had already begun to make an introduction.

"The one on the far right, called Walter, is the patriarch of the Blackwater Tribe, and because the tribe is right next to the river, what he is best at is water magic!" Simon continued to explain, pointing to the elf standing on the right of the three people.

"Oh, is it? Then the one in the middle who is good at earth magic should be from the Black Rock Tribe, and the one on the left who is good at wood magic is from the Black Wood Tribe?" In fact, without Simon's words, Yi Fan could also clearly feel that the three people on the opposite side were good at water, earth and wood magic, because he could feel that around those three people, a large number of elements corresponding to their own attributes were gathered.

"Well, the one in the middle is called Wald, and the wooden-based one is called Wood. Finding that Yi Fan had already known the skills of the three people opposite before introducing himself, Simon was secretly a little surprised in his heart, but on the surface, he still introduced with a calm expression.

Yi Fan didn't know what the three patriarchs on the other side meant, so after Simon finished speaking, he just continued to stand there quietly, waiting for a few people on the other side to come over.

As the three elves approached, the surrounding situation gradually began to change.

The elves who were watching, probably by order of the patriarchs of their respective races, including Verte, had now left.

In addition to the three elves standing in front of Yi Fan, as well as the elves of the Night Tribe, there were only four other elves who were dressed in the same way as Iria, and at this time, they still looked indifferent, sitting casually on a few stone chairs in the garden.

"What are you looking for me?" Finally, the three men walked up to Yi Fan, and in front of their eyes, Yi Fan asked.