From becoming a Pokémon to endless reincarnation

The sun sets and the night falls over the territory of Butterfree.

The battlefield stopped as if the pause button was pressed.

Whether it was Butterfree or the Spearows, they were all stunned at this moment, looking at Bell in surprise.

Their eyes were full of disbelief.

Three Spearows...died at the hands of a Butterfree!

And it was a tragic death!

Against the backdrop of the night, Bell was as gorgeous as the messenger of the night.

They didn't know what happened just now, but they clearly heard a scream, which was from the Spearows.

The scream was miserable and terrifying, as if it had endured some kind of prison disaster.

"Keep playing the music and dancing!"

After killing three Spearows of high level, Bell looked at other enemies again, his eyes full of coldness, and superpowers floating around him.

It was just an accidental killing of three birds, which was nothing to him, not to mention that the attack of the Spearows had not stopped.

After that, Bell once again fired a phantom beam at the Spearow closest to it.

Only a few of the Spearows had time to dodge, and the rest could only bear it.

When fighting with the Butterfree tribe, the invasion of abnormal states often manifested itself in them.

The most deadly poisoning state was eroding their physical strength all the time.

But even so, the Spearow was still in an advantageous position, and Butterfree was constantly dying in its mouth.

It should be said that the suppression of the food chain still restricted the performance of many Butterfree.

They were born to live under the shadow of bird Pokémon such as Spearow, not to mention resistance.

If it weren't for the tribe's territory here, I'm afraid they wouldn't even have the heart to fight.

"Damn, this is too passive!"

After using telekinesis to knock away a Spearow that wanted to sneak attack, Bell flew into the sky.

The level difference between the enemy and us is not big, and our number is still superior.

What is lacking is nothing more than a sense of confidence.

I saw a pink light flashing in Bell's eyes, and the psychic energy began to gather at his mouth.

Fu!

"Listen to my orders! Gather here."

The deafening sound of insects attracted the attention of many members of the Butterfree tribe, and they all looked at Bell.

Under the moonlight, Bell exuded an invisible persuasiveness, which made the elves couldn't help but believe him.

Then, a Butterfree began to fly towards Bell.

This is a female Butterfree, she is the Butterfree that Bell wanted to challenge for the first time. Now, the male god she admired is calling them, so she responded.

After the first Butterfree responded to the call, there began to be a second one, and slowly, countless Butterfrees gradually gathered around Bell.

Most insect elves are used to following the group, and now Bell is their center.

"Follow my steps and climb up!"

As he said this, Bell flew up quickly, and while maintaining the formation, he led many Butterfrees to climb up quickly.

Fierce!!

Seeing this, many Spearows followed closely, their eyes full of greed.

Bell snorted coldly, flapped his wings quickly, and used the Wind Raising Technique.

Seeing this, all his peers began to imitate and use the Wind Raising Technique.

If it was just Bell, the effect would probably be very low, but if it was a group of Butterfrees, the effect would be completely different.

I saw that the winds began to overlap, and the many wind forces gradually formed a powerful storm.

The Spearows could not break through the storm at all, and were directly repelled.

"Add some seasoning to them, use three powders!"

At first, many Butterfrees were still wondering what the seasoning was, but as Bell's wings fluttered, the dust was scattered.

Suddenly, they all understood, and they all used their most proficient racial skills.

Under the moonlight, the wind carried the three pinks to bloom in brilliant colors. The Spearow was shaky in this scene, as if it was trapped in such a beautiful scene.

Of course, if the dead Spearows that fell to the ground with foam at the mouth were excluded, the scenery would be even more beautiful.

In this way, under the united offensive of the Butterfree tribe, the Spearows retreated and had no choice but to give up and slowly retreat.

"Want to leave? Leave the body to me!!"

Bell watched the other party hanging the body of the unfortunately dead Butterfree and wanted to leave, and a ball of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

The loser has no right to ruin the members of their tribe!

The strong superpower fluctuations began to spread, and the large-scale telekinesis forcibly controlled the bodies of many Spearows.

Fierce! !

Bell's angry blow really hurt the Spearows, and they all screamed.

"What are you standing there for? Attack!"

Bell struggled to control the Spearows and wanted his companions around him to kill him, but the Butterfrees were just standing there.Floating in the same place, no action was taken.

At first, they were a little happy when they saw the Spearows retreating, thinking that they had finally escaped, but now Bell forced them to attack again, which undoubtedly went against their will.

Now, without exception, they all fell into silence.

"Uh..."

Even Bell couldn't bear to control so many Spearows by force, so under the struggle of many Spearows, the telekinesis was finally broken free, and the whole process took less than three seconds.

Seeing this, how dare the Spearows stay here?

They immediately turned around and fled in a hurry, flying towards the horizon.

"Hu~Hu~"

The strong mental burden made Bell breathless. At this time, Bell was holding on because he didn't fall down...

"Damn, my mental power is still too weak. It's a bit difficult to control so many stinky birds."

Bell slowly descended while complaining.

This time he managed to hold on, but many Butterfree died tragically.

Several old Butterfrees were also covered with wounds. They were all besieged by many Spearows, and the pressure was not small.

After the battle, Bell did not blame the other species. They just wanted to survive...

It was all his wishful thinking.

Just as Bell was thinking, many Butterfrees suddenly flew in from a distance.

Among them, the chief of Butterfrees was among them.

It was surrounded by many of its kind, and its body was slightly weak.

"The chief is back!"

After a big battle, the tribe members urgently needed a member who could take charge of the overall situation.

And the chief of Butterfrees came back at the right time.

Bell heard the sound and looked over, and was also happy.

But after seeing the wounds on the other party's body, his mood instantly dropped, and then he was afraid.

"It turns out that the chief has been helping us share the pressure..."

Recalling the scene of the three big birds besieging the chief before, Bell immediately understood.

Those three big birds are probably the top combat power of the opponent, and they are the final evolution of the Spearow, the Toucans!

"The chief is level 51, plus so many old-generation members of the Butterfree tribe, the level of those three Toucans is estimated to be around level 50."

Thinking this way, Bell's thoughts gradually became clear, and he secretly thought that the Evergreen Forest was really a place where crouching tigers and hidden dragons were.

He was sure that the elves above level 50 were considered strong.

At least they must have a place in the forest.

The chief of the Butterfree tribe quickly descended and came to the tribe tree, and hurriedly looked around as if looking for something, but when he saw Bell, his eyes paused.

"Fortunately, he is still there!"

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