Cultural Invasion In Different World - Chapter 615

[Chapter 608 Heroes are immortal!]

There are many ways for the holy tree to collect the power of faith. The most direct way is to make the living creatures have the emotion of worship for the holy tree, or to like it from the heart.

Kuitoan had come into contact with many humans many years ago, and he had also ‘influenced’ those humans to become one of the believers of the Holy Tree.

But it ended in failure, and not many humans would regard a tree as their god.

But during the period when Arthur Crowe communicated with humans, the sacred tree did receive energy from humans.

Quitoan investigated this matter out of curiosity, and the final result was that many humans fell in love with their own kind, and the human’s love for the high elves was also converted into the energy of the holy tree.

So… Quietuan looked at the dense power of faith surrounding Al, and he could only come up with an explanation.

“There are so many human beings who have a love for Al…”

Quitoan gradually understood what Joshua meant by ‘solving the Arthur Crow crisis’.

If relying on this energy, the weak Sacred Tree can indeed heal gradually.

But Kuitoan still didn’t figure it out…

“What kind of spiritual magic do you mean by ‘playing cute’?”

Kuitoan guessed that the ‘method’ used by Joshua could make more than 5,000 people Humans have a crush on Al, and Quitoan can only think of some kind of magic that can change the human mind on a large scale.

“Your interpretation of cuteness actually makes some sense, but it’s not entirely correct, and Al’s popularity has accumulated on her own skills. At most, I can provide her with a platform.”

Joshua agreed with the elf inexplicably. The elder said about the cuteness, but he still told him in a serious manner that ‘people have come to this position by their own efforts’.

“With your own abilities?”

Quitoan continued to look at the screen displayed on the screen, with five ‘characters in the painting’ standing in the background, but from time to time a line or two of words floated across the screen.

‘Praise the tree of the world, Miss Al is actually an elf.

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‘Just listening to Miss Al’s voice, the bad mood of failing to refine the medicine this morning completely disappeared.

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‘Can I touch your ear?

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These words floating on the screen are the voices left by those human beings, and

even across thousands of miles, Queytoan can still feel the human’s enthusiasm for Al from these words.

Quitoan took this opportunity to glance at Al, who was not far away. Al did nothing but just sat there.

In the next second, Al finally had a new move.

“My mentor, Fuya, seems to be online, and there are thunder crystals, so the happy three-person team trip is ready to start!”

Al waved his hand excitedly, as if he was ordering thousands of troops.

, the power of faith gathered around her has increased again, and even a little bright light has appeared.

The text on the screen also gradually increased… Quitoan carefully read each line of text above.

‘This time I’m using the elf vanguard…’

‘Starting?

Who matched Miss Al?

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‘The battle seems to have begun.

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The battlefield, the hero, the Holy Spirit.

These three keywords were the most captured by Quitoan.

Who are these humans gathered to see Al’s duel with?

Al’s outstanding magical talent has indeed given her a fighting ability that is several times stronger than her peers.

Humanity’s interest in strife was expected by Quitoan.

But the tavern is not a suitable ‘battle field’, and Quitoan didn’t see any opponents at all.

The most important thing is that the words “Battle has started” and “Let’s see how Al’s performance is” kept floating across the screen, but the elf himself was still sitting in his seat, at best he just picked up The original spar in hand swiped.

“My arrows will guide you along the way.”

Suddenly a confident female voice came to Quitoan’s ear, and he took his eyes away from Al and looked at the magic web interface shown by Joshua again. .

The ‘figure in the painting’ on the magic web interface moved, it was a tall elf, and she tangled a strand of her blond hair behind her ear with her hand.

This character is very stand-up, and Quitoan shouldn’t be described as a painting… Her expressions and every move are like real people.

“Kamshikna, the elf forerunner…” Quitoan read her name according to the line below the character.

“Mother…Mother?!” The

next second the elf elder shouted out in a gaffe.

“What did you say?”

Qiao Xiu was busy reviewing the barrage and mobilizing the logistics staff. As a result, the elder shouted ‘Mom’ and made Qiao Xiu turn his head to look at him.

“Pioneer Kamshikna, she is a great high elf and my mother at the same time.”

Quietuan and Joshua’s eyes staggered together.

The lifespan of elves is really too long. For humans, those ancient characters written in the history books are only the difference between the predecessors and the younger generation in the eyes of the elves.

“Today, I must use the Vanguard to win the first beheading!”

Al didn’t notice the embarrassing situation here. The loading of the game screen was over, and Al directed the great elf pioneer into the battlefield of the Holy Spirit.

This scene was also seen by Quitoan, and he didn’t know how he felt when he saw his deceased mother being manipulated by a junior.

“You just used the same name?”

Quitoan knew that the vanguard himself looked completely different from the elf in the picture, especially the part of the chest.

So Quitoan guessed that the human just happened to have the same name.

“No, this pioneer is your mother. The setting I set for her is the composer of the elf poems, who will lead the elves to a glorious great man.”

Joshua opened another magic net window and put the forerunner The background setting is presented in front of the elder’s eyes.

“I’m sorry if this makes you unhappy. If you are really her son, I will delete this role.” Joshua said in a very serious tone.

Quitoan fell silent again, and he turned his head to look at the live broadcast.

Al is controlling the elf pioneer to walk in a forest, her figure is still as strong as always, dormant in the shadow of the trees waiting for something.

What really shakes Quitoan’s heart is the text floating on the screen.

‘Is Miss Al still in the minus one hundred percent stage?

Vanguard first-level should not learn tree shadow!

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‘Why can’t you learn?

The outbreak of the first-level tree shadow ambush is too strong to make sense!

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‘In the beginning, such a weak hero learns everything the same.

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‘The elven vanguard players in the ladder arena said that in the early stage of Miss Vanguard, you dare not go out of the defense tower if the first-level penetrating arrow can hit.

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Arguing…Quittoan couldn’t understand what they were saying, but these humans were arguing for this ‘hero of aliens’.

His mother had been dead for almost two thousand years, and for a long time no one even mentioned this ‘hero’ among the high elves.

Quitoan didn’t understand whether the character in the picture could represent her mother, but this character made many people remember the name Kamshikna and everything she once did for the elves.

Most importantly…these humans remembered that she was a hero, a ‘pioneer’.

[End of this Chapter]