Above the mountain of elves

Chapter 118 Crater Lake

Zoroark swiftly shuttled among the trees and rocks, Mo Yan on his back lowered his body slightly, closing his eyes to sense the elves around him.

In the half a year since his rebirth, the power of darkness has remained stagnant, neither increasing nor decreasing, without any progress.

The power of darkness is the foundation for him to become stronger. On the surface, Mo Yan is not in a hurry, but he is always eager to improve it in his heart.

Apart from speeding up the recovery of the power of darkness, simple meditation has no effect on improving the power of darkness. However, the battle in the Luminous Swamp yesterday slightly increased the power of darkness in Silent Words.

Although not much, it is enough to surprise Mo Yan. This is one of the reasons why he wants to practice alone. The power of darkness is the last trump card. Don't expose it unless it is absolutely necessary.

The power of darkness has become stronger, and the most obvious change is that the scope of energy detection has expanded. Originally, he could detect six-series elves within a radius of 20 meters, but now it has increased to 21 meters.

Although it is not much, it is more difficult to make progress as you go backwards, and it is rare to increase one meter.

So when alone, Mo Yan will still open up the power of darkness to investigate, maybe he will be able to catch a leak at any time.

Just two hours ago, he successfully captured a monkey monster with quasi-king talent. Mo Yan doesn't like this kind of violent elf, but some people like it.

However, in a high-speed running environment, Mo Yan wanted to meet a highly talented elf, purely by luck.

At this time, they had already climbed to the halfway of the extinct volcano. Perhaps because it used to be a volcano, the hillside was surprisingly flat, and the trees were relatively short and sparse.

Except for the volcanic lake on the top of the mountain, there are very few elves inhabiting the hillside. It is precisely because of this that Mo Yan dared to climb up on Zoroark in a fair manner.

"Library~"

"what happened?"

Zoroark tilted his head, silently looked around, and saw an adventure team of three men and one woman about 200 meters in front of the left, and was rushing to the volcanic lake on the top of the mountain just like him.

"Don't worry about them." Mo Yan retracted his gaze, patted Zoroark, and then continued to close his eyes, but he was not as focused as before.

Zoroark increased his speed a little, and his running direction was slightly shifted. Although he was not afraid of this group of people, he was afraid of trouble.

Mo Yan keenly sensed Zoroark's small movements, but he didn't care.

He also knows that the combination of him and Zoroak is a very good target for some people with malicious intentions.

Super young trainer + unknown elf.

If you can avoid unnecessary trouble, try to avoid it, but if you can't, just see who has the bigger fist, Mo Yan is never afraid of it.

But the closer they got to the top of the mountain, Mo Yan and Zoroark inevitably encountered other adventurers.

They all had a lot of curiosity about Mo Yan, and they dared to enter the inner mountain of Baiyin Mountain alone at such a young age. Either they were secretly blessed by their elders, or they were true geniuses.

As for black eating black, maybe there is this idea, but it is not the time yet.

Over the top of the mountain, the cold wind that gradually entered the winter made Mo Yan's cheeks reddish, but the beauty of the volcanic lake was very healing.

The quiet lake, the lingering white mist, and the dense green forest around the lake, look down from the heights, like a beautiful and hidden pearl in the Baiyin Mountain.

However, on a flat land near the lake, dozens of tents forcibly spoiled this beautiful scenery.

For the sake of safety, many trainers choose to gather together to camp, guard against each other, and take care of each other.

Mo Yan thought for a while, and directed Zoroak to run in another direction, away from the collective camp.

“Too many people”

Zoroark ran almost half a circle around the crater lake, but most of the places suitable for camping were occupied.

"The popular mission is actually this scene." Mo Yan shook his head, and could only continue to direct Zoroark to search.

Half an hour later, Mo Yan made a big circle, and finally found a good place not far from the group camp.

Looking at the rising sun, Mo Yan took out the prepared fast food set meal from his backpack, and ate a whole meal.

In groups of two and two, arrange for the elves to eat in turn, and then take a lunch break for an hour.

After all this was over, Mo Yan brought the toothfish to the edge of the volcanic lake and started assault training.

Underwater ambush, quick change of direction, skill convergence, explosive training, actual combat practice... each training content is clearly arranged.

The toothfish gritted its teeth vigorously and persisted, why didn't it want to break through the elite level sooner.

And all of this was secretly noticed by a figure under the water, and even secretly learned it in a decent way.

The momentum of the training was not small. Although some people passed by occasionally, they left soon.

In such a noisy environment, even if a small saw crocodile does appear, it will be quickly scared away.

Mo Yan embraced training as the main focus, subdued the mentality of resignation, and began to train on his own.

Three days later, the number of adventurers near the crater lake suddenly decreased a lot. After calculating the time, almost half a month has passed since the news, and it is time for all kinds of craze to dissipate.

Mo Yan is still training the toothfish. Even though the toothfish can fight regardless of the terrain, it is still a fish, and training in water is the most reasonable way for it.

There are not many lakes in the inner mountains of Baiyin Mountain, and now that there are fewer and fewer people, Mo Yan thinks that he can stay for a few more days.

As night fell, beside the bonfire, Zoroark, who had just had dinner, lay beside Mo Yan, with his claws folded, his head resting on it, and stared fiercely at the flames.

Mo Yan leaned against Zoroark, holding a book that recorded strange anecdotes of Baiyin Mountain, flipping through it casually.

Geng Gui meditated cross-legged on the branch of the big tree next to him, perfectly blending into the darkness.

The three of them are digesting food.

Suddenly, Geng Gui opened his eyes, Zoroark's ears moved, and his tensed body immediately attracted Mo Yan's attention.

Mo Yan's eyes immediately focused, but the book in his hand was not put down, and the dark force slowly released it. Not far behind him, the dark force returned a feeling of extreme disgust.

"Fighting type? Bug type?" While Mo Yan was still guessing, the right side also returned a wave of excitement.

"Evil type, different attributes, so is it an organized sneak attack?" Mo Yan pursed his lips. When there were many people before, no one would dare to do this for fear of being exposed.

Now that there are fewer people, did you just pick the soft persimmon like Mo Yan?

Really... so hi!

He licked his lips, not feeling scared, but a little excited. He hasn't been black and white for a long time.

Mo Yan was still flipping through the book in his hand at a low frequency, Zoroark was still staring at the bonfire, Geng Gui was already invisible, and ran quietly to check if there were other ambushes around.

Until the elf behind him has come to a place less than five meters away.

"Dark Blast!"

"Library!"

　Thanks to book friend Ziyi Liange for the 1000 book coin reward! ! !Thanks to book friend Yunhai as for the 100 book coin reward! !Thank you for your support! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)