Phantom Master of the Elf

Chapter 350 The Mature Giant Tree

The momentum was completely different from a few seconds ago, as if the green caterpillar had transformed into a cracked seat. There was such a huge difference between unsheathed and unsheathed.

Put your arms across your chest, this is the only countermeasure that can be thought of in a short time.

——Fast defense!

Like an invisible barrier made of "Qi", an unknown force blocked the inner shell.

The miraculous defense and skills that only elves can accomplish are things that humans cannot possess anyway.

But... skills can be countered with moves, and similarly, physical strength can be compensated with skills.

It's like passing through a gap that disappears in a blink of an eye, connecting with a sword skill in a flash of extreme speed.

——Tianwu Chenming's swordsmanship biography · Erguifeng!

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red blood.

The wound extending from the calf to the shoulder, it is hard to imagine that this is the damage caused by humans to the elves. If Han Hao's knife point is half an inch higher, the magic Pokémon named Zeraora may come from this world. disappeared.

The black electric current covers the whole body, scorching the wound to achieve the purpose of sealing the wound. The rest, in terms of the strength of the elf's body, can completely heal itself, but the skin that is necrotic due to scorching may never be repaired .

In other words, the wound on Zeraora's body may be with him for the rest of his life.

From the hatred in his eyes, it can be seen that, let alone the future, as long as he can accomplish his purpose now, even his name can be easily discarded.

The lightning bird hovering in the sky didn't intend to stop, and the azure blue streamer of the divine bird's slamming light lit up again.

Han Hao's move to rescue the Lightning Bird just now undoubtedly put the two on the same front. At this time, Zeraora was paying attention to two directions at the same time.

The communication in the subconscious, as well as the holding back just now, made it clear to Zeraora that Han Hao was not the one who stood against him, but if he prevented himself from taking revenge, he would be his enemy!

The hatred that arose for no reason had already filled the vacant heart of Zeraora.

Whether it's Lightning Bird or Zeraora.

"They don't seem to be simple elves..." With a helpless sigh, Han Hao stretched out his hand towards the other side of the smoke, with his palm raised and half clenched.

"Bingge, borrow a ball!"

Han Hao's side was having a good fight, while Ran Bing's side was a bit miserable. He finally found the position of his cubs from the smoke screen. Bi Diao was beaten and his Mega evolution was canceled, and Pikachu lay on the ground with only one breath left. Before they could take them back, Han Hao's voice was heard from the other side of the smoke screen.

She didn't know the specific situation on the other side, she could only see the lightning bird in mid-air, and the fire-breathing dragon staring at one side.

Earlier, in desperation, Ran Bing slashed at the back of Guo Feiyu's neck with a knife, which was why Guo Feiyu hadn't moved for so long.

Han Hao asked himself to borrow the ball, which was completely unexpected, and he took it out of his backpack casually, but he didn't know what it was.

The purple elf ball with a little black smoke landed on Han Hao's palm.

One ball may not be enough, but this is the only way Han Hao can think of to resolve the dispute between the two.

The purple elf ball was thrown on Zeraora's forehead. Zeraora, who has lived outside the safe world all year round, seems to have never seen this kind of prop. She originally wanted to avoid it, but this thing does not look dangerous , on the contrary, there is an inexplicable intimacy.

"Oops! I threw the wrong ball!" Ran Bing slapped her forehead. She had a lot of Poké Balls on her body. Although the pups had a full match of six, there was an electric mouse that didn't take up the space in her belt, so Ran Bing kept thinking about it. There is a chance to subdue another flying elf......

When I came to Hangzhou for the exam, my father asked someone to send a poke ball to Hangzhou University.

Purple, with two symmetrical magenta dots on the upper hemisphere and a silver M in the middle.

It is said to be the master ball of spirits that can subdue 100%.

This thing is available on Taobao, 500 yuan free shipping, in fact, it is an ordinary poke ball, repainted, and the father is not a trainer, it is normal to be cheated, Ran Bing always thought that poke ball It’s a counterfeit product, but because it’s a gift from my father, I keep it with me all the time.

Han Hao asked himself for the ball in this situation, it must be something important, but he threw a fake one...

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The red light that was no different from an ordinary Pokéball covered Zeraora.

"Ding~" The ball shook.

Han Hao stared at the poke ball, ready to ask for the second one.

Then.....

Lights went out,

It calmed down after only shaking a few times.

"So lucky?"

Han Hao stepped forward to pick up the elf ball, and when he saw the silver M on the ball, Han Hao's brain groaned.

Although I'm not sure, this could be the legendary Grand... Teacher...

"—Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

There was a loud noise without warning, and a golden beam of light shot up into the sky. Even through the thick smoke, a large-scale thunderstorm erupting from the Opera House could be seen.

The excitement in Lightning Bird's eyes could not be concealed, as if he had seen it before, Lightning Bird seemed to be very familiar with the scene in front of him.

Not caring about the phantom Pokémon who was seeking revenge on him, the Lightning Bird quickly flew towards the giant tree.

The fruit of the giant tree is tempting, and the golden thunder surges on it.

It may be extremely difficult for ordinary Pokémon to get close, but for him, these fruits are simply easy to get, just like a monkey picking them up,

The wings whipped up a gust of wind, and the air slashed in succession, cutting off half of the fruits on the tree, and swallowing them without chewing. The word gobbled can no longer describe the ugly posture of the Lightning Bird at this time.

Absent of the majesty of a beast, he looks like a lunatic who has lost his mind in pursuit of power.

The body of Lightning Bird is not huge, it is hard to imagine that she can swallow nearly half of the fruits on the giant tree.

Not only that, the crazily sweeping air slash actually wanted to harvest the remaining fruits on the giant tree,

Transforming while absorbing, this seems to be the way she devours the fruit.

greedy.

Han Hao originally thought that this word was only used to describe humans, but now it seems that it can be applied to any kind of creature.

The range of the electric field is constantly shrinking, and the tingling currents around the body can no longer be felt. In just half a moment, the giant tree emitting a strong electric field is left with bare trunks.

Maybe it still has a chance to grow again, but Lightning Bird obviously didn't give it this chance.

The air slash raged and cut up the branches. The dark clouds belonging to the lightning bird shrouded the sky, and the thunderstorms with a power of 110 in a large area shattered, ignited, and burned the tree trunks without reservation.

Burn what you can't eat.

The only one who can possess power is oneself.

The Pokémon, revered as the divine bird, has become an empty shell eaten away by desire.

(End of this chapter)