The Traveler of the Waveguide of the Spirit

Chapter 220 Ceremony Victini
"Very poisonous!"

"Mind power!"

The Scorpion King spat out two purple poisonous balls, the big one hit Miss Goth, was easily bounced off by the power of thought, and fell to the ground, dissolving a big pit in the stone ground.

The smaller one was swallowed by the Scorpion King in one gulp, and the specially made poison directly made it fall into a poisoned state. The Scorpion King waved his pair of pincers excitedly, and the poison healing feature was activated.

"It's such a strong toxin, and you actually ate it?"

"Because my Scorpio King likes to eat poison the most."

Yalin believes that poisonous orbs are one of the most unsuitable props for battle. Apart from poison therapy, they are throwing and tricks at most, but tricks can be thrown away by elves directly, and throwing poisonous orbs is a waste of precious props. The loss outweighs the gain.

As for poisoning?Poison skills can be learned by most elves, and the reality is not a game. Poison can not only hit oneself, but also a range attack. It is a routine operation to poison oneself when attacking the enemy.

However, this does not mean that the poisonous orb is useless. Its powerful poison can be used in daily training to increase the toxicity of the elves. Now, with the help of the poisonous orb, the Scorpion King and Molu moth are getting stronger and stronger.

"Strange temper, Miss Goth Phantom Ray!"

"I remember that Miss Goth doesn't seem to know ice skills, not even water skills." Yalin smiled slightly after thinking, and said with confidence.

"Scorpio King, let him see what the Wall of Sigh is, provocation!"

Miss Goth has a series of stupid skills such as replying blockade, meditation, fake cry, teleportation, etc., especially replying blockade, which can directly abolish poison treatment and leftovers, but provoking dictatorship is fancy.

The Scorpio King, who was flying in the sky, hooked the hook and used the scorpion pincers to provoke, and hit Miss Goth accurately, and then was hit by the angry phantom light, knocking her to the ground.

However, it was useless, the Scorpion King's defense power was one of the best in the team, and he got up from the ground shaking his head.

This little injury didn't even need poison treatment, and the leftovers healed. He raised the scorpion pincers again to provoke Miss Goth, and even made a grimace.

"Damn, use phantom light continuously!"

Enraged by the provocation, Miss Goth opened fire with full firepower, grabbing the Scorpion King and bombarding the floor continuously, smashing the entire square into pits.

"Brother and Miss Goth are amazing!" Kalita said happily while hugging the flashing single-headed dragon.

"No, Reddo is going to lose!"

Jiang Ta looked at the Scorpio King who crawled out of the pit and continued to make faces to tease Miss Goth, sighed and shook his head.

"Why? Obviously the Scorpion King doesn't even have the strength to fight back!" Kalita raised her head and looked at her mother in confusion.

Jiang Ta squatted down, stroked her daughter's hair, and explained gently: "Kalita, to become an excellent trainer, you must know how to see the situation clearly."

"The Scorpio King should be carrying leftovers, and his defense is very strong. He doesn't bother to defend at all. Up to now, he is still full of energy and energy, but Miss Goth is already out of breath."

"The strength of the two sides is not at the same level!"

"Heck!"

The Scorpio King lay on the ground, yawned and waved his scorpion pincers, provoking Miss Goth again. He was too weak, which made him not interested in fighting at all, and was too lazy to fight back.

"Song!"

Due to the continuous attack, Miss Goth's mental and physical strength was almost exhausted. After this provocative hit, seeing the Scorpio King who was too lazy to move, her anger surged up, and she went straight down, and she was stunned.

"Can provocation defeat the enemy?" Yalin benefited a lot from looking at the dizzy Miss Goth.

The referee was a little overwhelmed, and it took a while to calm down: "This, this, Miss Goth has lost the ability to fight, and King Scorpio won the final victory!"

"A new hero has emerged, and that is Ruby from Shenhe City. Let's cheer for the new hero together!" Moulton raised his hands and shouted.

Amidst the cheers, surrounded by the crowd, Yalin went to the last place of the ceremony, the castle on the top of the mountain - the sword of the earth.

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In the castle, people sang and danced, cheering and celebrating this year's harvest, while Yalin walked alone to the sweets area full of cakes and biscuits, put a sweetened Macron biscuit on the table, and began to wait for the rabbit.

He has already felt the waveguide of Victini, excited, excited, timid, lonely, hungry, eager to try, and it won't be long before it will show up by itself to taste his favorite sweet biscuits.

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the air, and a cream-colored elf with huge and sharp V-shaped orange ears, big blue eyes, and a pair of wings on the back of the legs disappeared in a flash, and was hidden in the air again.

However, Yalin's waveguide has already sensed it, and the invisible Victini flew around in the air, finally unable to withstand the temptation, stretched out the orange three-clawed little finger, grabbed the sweet and sweet Macron biscuit, and held it in his arms Li took a small bite.

If there are ordinary people here, they will find the strange picture of Macron floating in the air and then disappearing bit by bit.

"Ti...ny!"

Victini hugged her bulging cheeks with a happy face, and the little wings behind her flapped quickly. It likes to eat sweet biscuits, and it likes the sweet taste very much.

Then I searched around the dessert area, but I didn't find a second biscuit with a sweet smell. This is normal. How can there be such an expensive elf food as sweet in an ordinary festival in an ordinary city?
Victini floats dejectedly in the air, such a delicious dessert, it has not been eaten in 1000 years since the country was destroyed and it was trapped here.

"Are you looking for this?"

A gentle voice came from the side, and a hand passed over Sweet Macron.

"Tiny! Tiny!"

Victini happily took the dessert, tasted it happily, and licked his fingers unsatisfied after eating, fluttering his two little wings.

"Don't worry, there are more here." Yalin said, taking out a box full of sweet and sweet Macron.

Victini jumped up excitedly, holding Macron in one hand, and was about to take a quick look, when suddenly his body froze, as if thinking of something, he raised his head mechanically, and saw a boy with a white hat looking at him with a smile it.

"Tiny? Tiny!"

It was obviously in an invisible state, but Victini knew that the boy in front of him had found him, and immediately flew out in panic.

"It's even scarier than in the anime!"

Yalin stretched, and under the cover of Zoroark's hallucination, he left the castle, followed the waveguide left by Victini, and walked step by step to the tree orchard behind the castle.

Under the moonlight, Victini stood silently on the branch, looking at the brightly lit castle, feeling endless loneliness and loneliness after panic.

It used to be its home there, and it stayed with its master every day, enjoying the desserts carefully made by the royal chef, as well as the two silly princes, the gentle and beautiful Dalong and the cold and handsome Erlong.

However, with the confrontation of the silly prince, everything changed. He must fulfill his master's last wish, shoulder the mission of guarding this land, and live alone for 1000 years now.

"Victini, so you are here!"

The gentle voice interrupted Victini's thoughts, and looking down, the young man with a gentle and friendly temperament came under the tree, holding the biscuit box in both hands, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I have no malicious intentions. You prepared!"

Looking at the smiling young man, although he didn't look alike at all, it made Victini think of his master. They all had a comfortable and friendly atmosphere that made elves feel comfortable.

Involuntarily, Victini flew down and reached out to take the biscuit that the boy handed over.

(End of this chapter)