Above the mountain of elves

Chapter 886 The Independent World That Breeds the Godhead

In a forest with lush vegetation somewhere in Yuanzhi Forest, a pool of clear spring is embedded in the forest like a jewel.

Just as the sun was rising, the orange-red sunlight shone through the leaves on the water pool, causing sparkling waves, which was truly beautiful.

The cowardly elves in the forest would take advantage of this moment of beauty that they couldn't bear to destroy, and secretly come to the lake to drink water, just in time to avoid those ferocious meat elves.

But at this time, bursts of bubbles suddenly popped up in the middle of the lake, scaring the elves to flee in all directions, but within a few seconds there was no sign of any elves by the pool.

Whoa, whoa, whoa~~
At this moment, a huge ball suddenly appeared in the center of the pool, and a large amount of water flowed down, and the situation inside the ball was gradually seen clearly.

There are no other people in the transparent sphere, but Mo Yan, Xanadu and Geng Gui!

Inside the sphere, Mo Yan also looked around with wonder, this place is obviously not the desert area before.

"Jie~"

I saw Geng Gui actively pointing to the shore, and then urged the space barrier to bring Mo Yan and Xanadu over.

Mo Yan heaved a sigh of relief until his feet were on the ground again.

It is finally out!

"Just now I felt Darkley's energy fluctuations, because of it did we come out?"

After a while, Mo Yan couldn't help but asked the doubts in his heart.

But Xanadu nodded, then shook his head, and the telepathy had already sounded in Mo Yan's heart.

"The cave below the desert is transforming into an independent world, once successful, a brand new godhead will be born there.

Although it has not yet been finalized, the cave already has a certain self-protection ability to prevent the elves from freely entering and leaving, and can avoid exposing the incomplete godhead in advance. "

"But Darkley already has a godhead, and it can't be wiped out with the same level of power, and it's afraid of being absorbed and assimilated, so it can't wait to send us away."

Xanadu was not angry when Mo Yan was interrupted, but nodded to Mo Yan with gratified eyes, looking like a child can be taught.

Although Mo Yan guessed the key reason, he was still stunned. He didn't expect that he accidentally broke into an independent world that was giving birth to a godhead.

If Xanadu was not there, I am afraid that Mo Yan would either live in the cave for the rest of his life, or force his way through the cracks in the dome, and be assimilated in the end.

but……

Mo Yan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at Xanadu with anticipation. He hadn't said anything in his heart, but he had already got a supercilious look from Xanadu in advance.

"It is impossible to successfully conceive a godhead in a short period of time. Even if it succeeds, only the native cave elves are eligible to obtain it, so keep your feet on the ground and be silent."

Mo Yan: ...well, you have said the good and the bad, what else can I say (ω)
After a whole night of tension and excitement, Mo Yan was a little exhausted. Seeing that the surrounding environment of the water pool was not bad, Mo Yan decided to set up camp here and let the elves rest.

All the elves were released, and the only gentleman who still had full physical strength was guarded. The other elves lay crooked, slept soundly on the spot, and snored loudly.

Since the aura of several elves combined was too terrifying, no elves dared to disturb during the process.

Mo Yan also closed his eyes and meditated for a while, and then seriously prepared the elves' lunch.

In the days without George, these things can only be silently said and done by yourself.

Fortunately, Xanadu and Geng Gui are meticulous and serious in their work, so they can help out from the sidelines.

As for why it was lunch, it was because the elves slept until noon.

Smelling the tempting aroma of rice, the first to wake up are the three evil dragons.

No way, the three-headed dragon with three heads and six nostrils even smells three times as much as other elves.

Then Zoroark and the megalodon woke up, leaving only Bangira still snoring loudly.

In the end, Xanadu, who had been listening to the snoring all morning, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and used the nightmare beads to tamper with Bangira's dream into a nightmare, and then woke it up.

Having received a special wake-up call, Bangira was far more energetic than the rest of her partners.

It's just that I don't have a good appetite when I eat...

After a whole morning of busy work, the lunch was much richer than expected, and according to the different preferences of each elf, Mo Yan also made exclusive lunches one by one.

Watching his partners gobble up the lunch he made with his own hands, Mo Yan smiled contentedly.

But what he thought in his heart was: it was too time-consuming, it would be better if George was here.

Seeing that the elves had enough to eat and drink, and their mental state had all recovered, Mo Yan naturally thought about the future arrangements.

They have been in Yuanzhi Forest for a full 23 days, and this last week must be used to go back.

Moreover, the harvest of this trip has been enough for silently to digest for a long time, and his strength will rise to a higher level after fully absorbing it.

Soon, Mo Yan took back all the elves except Geng Gui and Gentleman Crow to the poke ball, Geng Gui took the initiative to hide into the shadow, and Gentleman Crow lowered its wings obediently, waiting for Mo Yan to climb up.

Mo Yan set the watch to the return mode, and a compass-like arrow appeared on the small screen, pointing the direction of Mo Yan's return.

"Gentleman Crow, let's go!"

"Gah!"

The gentleman crow fluttered its wings and flew high, and disappeared in place as soon as it flapped its wings again.

After a long, long time, other elves gradually appeared around the pool. Apart from being more vigilant, nothing seemed to have changed.

...a week dividing line...

At the entrance of Yuanzhi Forest, Mo Yan and Zoroark sat cross-legged in the same posture, closing their eyes and meditating.

As for the other elves, they were all crazily harvesting the original energy floating in the air where Mo Yan's eyes could see.

"Zoroark, relax!"

As soon as Mo Yan finished speaking, his hand was already on Zoroark's shoulder, and an extremely pure original energy was directly poured into its body.

Zoroark didn't panic in the slightest, and even had a faint expression of enjoyment on his face.

Soon, the "empowerment" of the original energy was over, Mo Yan withdrew his right hand, pretending not to see Zoroak's reluctant eyes.

What can I do, I've been drained too!

"Drip drip!"

A time reminder came from the watch, and there were only 5 minutes left before the one-month time limit.

Zoroark didn't need to say anything silently, it had already raised its head and roared.

After the other elves heard Zoroark's call, they immediately moved towards Mo Yan's side regardless of whether they had absorbed it or not.

"gone!"

After taking back all the elves, the time came to the last minute, silently smiling, is he short of 1 in this minute?

Well, he stood at the exit for another 59 seconds.

(End of this chapter)