Above the mountain of elves

Chapter 662

As the broken sleeping godhead was absorbed by Darkley, Xanadu seemed to be suffering more and more.

After all, the sleeping godhead has been held by it for many, many years. Whether it is active or passive, Shanaido can become a king-level elf largely because of it.

But when Xanadu could finally fully inherit the godhead, he chose to give up.

If the godhead has independent consciousness, it will definitely feel very aggrieved.

Thinking of it as a majestic godhead, it was abandoned twice in a row, and in the end it was forcibly absorbed by Darkley.

However, these are not things that Mo Yan should consider now. As Xanadu's trainer, he has the responsibility to help him overcome the difficulties in front of him.

The power of darkness, full output!

The power of darkness as black as ink gushed out of Mo Yan's hands, and flowed straight into Xanadu's body.

With the completion of the power of darkness, Xanadu's frowning brows gradually relaxed, and the originally crumbling Heavenly King level was gradually stabilized.

Ding!
A crisp sound startled Mo Yan, and he followed the prestige, and found that Darkley's nightmare godhead had grown bigger visibly with the naked eye.

This godhead is also strange, broken and enlarged, but the sound is the same.

And when the last white spot of light also merged into the Nightmare Godhead, Darkley took it back into his body with a light wave.

Mo Yan could clearly feel that at this time Darkley was at least twice as powerful as when he first met him.

How to describe it, it is equivalent to facing half of Giratina!

On the other side, Xanadu was supplemented by the power of darkness. Although he still looked a little weak, there was no major problem.

"Momo, I'll just be your elf from now on." Xanadu came to Moyan and said softly suddenly.

Mo Yan blinked his eyes, a little confused, "Aren't you also my partner before?"

Xanadu smiled helplessly, shook his head and didn't explain much.

Mo Yan was a little dazed, and was about to get to the bottom of it, but Darkley, who had initially absorbed the Sleeping Godhead, interrupted him.

"I, Dakley, don't want to owe anyone anything in my life. If you have any needs, you can just ask me."

"Just mention it?" Mo Yan raised his eyebrows and repeated it again.

"Don't try to subdue me, it's impossible for an elf with godhead to be trapped in the elf ball." Darkley seemed to see through Mo Yan's audacity, and then glanced at Shanaido after speaking.

"You can't be trapped by the elf ball..." Mo Yan muttered to himself, and instantly understood the meaning of Xanadu's words.

"That's a lot of talking!" Xanadu gave Darkley a shy look, without any timidity just because it was a divine beast.

"I've already sensed the breath of Cresselia's mother-in-law. If you don't talk about it, you won't have a chance!"

Darkley suddenly turned his head to look at the entrance of the cave, and his voice became a little anxious.

Seeing this, Mo Yan began to quickly think about what he still lacked, but after thinking for a long time, he only thought of one thing.

"I need a treasure that can increase the lifespan of elves, and it should be suitable for poisonous + insect-type elves!" Mo Yan finished speaking, then looked at Xanadu, and asked if there was anything he needed.

"Add another nightmare bead that you condensed." Shanaido also said unceremoniously after receiving Mo Yan's eyes.

"it is good!"

Without any bargaining, Darkley readily agreed, and after throwing out two things to Mo Yan, he rushed straight out of the cave.

rumbling~
The cave began to shake violently. I don't know what kind of enmity Cresselia and Darkrai have. Every time they meet, they will fight back and forth.

Mo Yan quickly took Zoroak back, then grabbed Xanadu, and let him use teleportation to take him out.

Soon, this cave that was temporarily dug and not considered stable was completely buried.

A flash of white light flashed, and Shanaido came to the beach on the north coast with silent words.

In the sky, Darkley and Cresselia began to fight "defiantly".

But this time, it was Darkley who chased after Cresselia and beat him fiercely, and his strikes were also unceremonious.

"Xanadu, do you know the story between them? It always feels that it will not be very simple."

"I've been staying in the underwater cave before, and I followed you after I came out." Xanadu shook his head and said.

Its meaning is obvious, what you trainers don't know, what can I know as an elf.

"Then how do you know that Darkley has... Nightmare Orb?"

Xanadu blinked. Although his eyes were innocent, Mo Yan always had the illusion of being despised.

"Divine beasts can condense orbs from time to time, the sleeping godhead condenses sleeping orbs, the earth godhead condenses earth orbs, so the nightmare godhead condenses nightmare orbs."

"..." (￢_￢)
Ten seconds later, Mo Yan sorted out his facial expressions a little, and asked persistently, "What is the function of the Nightmare Orb?"

"It's a nightmare"

"..."

Mo Yan suddenly realized that Xanadu had started to learn bad things too!

Looking at the other treasure in his hand, Mo Yan secretly swore in his heart that even if he was killed by curiosity and beaten to death by the waves, he would not ask Xanadu even a single question!
Immediately, Mo Yan turned his head to look at the two mythical beasts fighting in the air, ignoring Xanadu's "come and ask me" eyes.

At this time, Cresselia had already started to flee, but Darkley didn't have the slightest thought of softening his hand, one wave after another of evil waves kept hitting the opponent.

Mo Yan was about to ask Shanaido, did Darkley want to defeat Cresselia, and then capture the other party's Dream God?
But thinking of the poisonous oath he just made, he opened his mouth and closed it again.

The sound of the whistle came faintly from a distance, Mo Yan knew that he had better leave now, Junsha's intervention would make things complicated and troublesome.

Darkley and Cresselia also seemed to have noticed something, and Darkley took the time to nod to Mo Yan and Xanadu, and then chased Cresselia and disappeared into the sea.

"Shanaido, teleport!"

"Okay~"

Xanadu, who has lost his godhead, seems to be a little different. Compared with the previous high-coldness, he is actually a little more playful.

You must know that it is now in the form of Xanadu, not Lalu Lasi who likes to be cute and pretend to be honey milk.

White light flashed, and Mo Yan and Xanadu disappeared in place.

And when Miss Junsha came to the North Coast with a group of police officers, she found nothing but the traces of the battle between the two divine beasts.

"Sir, do you need to notify King Juye now?" A police officer asked Junsha.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow morning, keep the traces of the scene first, let the survey team collect data for analysis, and see what monsters and snakes are!"

"Yes!"

……

On the other hand, Mo Yan, who returned to the center of the elf, began to search for information about another treasure.

But until the sun rose and the morning light shone on his face through the glass window, Mo Yan still had nothing to gain.

"Xanadu...what the hell is this?"

(End of this chapter)