Something is wrong with my Pokémon

"Can you put this scroll with me?"

Lu Cheng pondered, "I think I already have some guesses about the Amaterasu you mentioned."

Qiu He said excitedly: "Of course, Lord God Envoy"

"Also." Lu Cheng frowned, "About what you mean by the divine envoy."

"In other words, what do you want me to help you with?"

"No." Qiu He shook his head and said, "It is already quite lucky to be able to find the descendants of gods after ten thousand years."

"If it is true, I just hope that you, Lord God Envoy, can ensure your own safety."

Qiu He said with a solemn expression: "According to legend, there are extremely vicious elves in this spiritual world, and they have not died out after millions of years."

"Back then, Amaterasu-sama and Tsukuyomi-sama paid the price of their lives to seal this elf in the spiritual world."

"We came to the spirit world this time, nominally for training, but in fact we were checking the seals of the spirit world, but we never expected that we would get an unexpected surprise."

The elves in the spiritual world

Lu Cheng's expression became strange.

Who knows if it's Giratina, Darkrai or some weird beast.

But no matter which one it is, he can never afford to offend him now.

Lu Cheng nodded to Qiuhe and said seriously: "Thank you very much, Miss Qiuhe."

A blush suddenly appeared on Qiu He's face, and he whispered in a voice as thin as a mosquito's moan: "Master Divine Envoy, just call me He."

Lu Cheng coughed awkwardly.

There was still a hatchet from his senior sister pressing against his back, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

After Qiu He said goodbye, Lu Cheng looked at the scroll on the table and began to think carefully about the evolution of the Nine-Tails bond.

What is certain is that the Kyuubi's bond form is definitely different from the one in this scroll, and it is unique.

But what should Kyuubi take as the main direction of its bond evolution?

After thinking for a long time, Lu Cheng had no idea, so he had no choice but to put the scroll away first.

While the night was still dark, Lu Cheng went to the stall with the severed hand.

To Lu Cheng's surprise, he met an old acquaintance on the road.

"Take three bottles of full compound medicine and a dark ball"

Jiang Xun shouted towards the counter, and then lined up nine elf balls.

The broken hand clicked on the elf ball, smacked his lips and said: "Little brother, your points are not enough."

Jiang Xun's face turned red.

This was the first time for him, who usually lived well and lived well, to encounter such an embarrassing situation.

"I don't want it anymore." Jiang Xun sighed and was about to take back the elf ball, but was grabbed by a pair of hands.

"How many points are left, I paid for him." Lu Cheng smiled and handed over the points card.

The broken hand whistled and took the card, but Jiang Xun said angrily: "What are you doing?"

"Help an old friend." Lu Cheng said with a smile, "If you die here, King Jiang Tian will probably have to demolish the whole place."

Jiang Xun's face was ashen, but he still took the thing handed over by the severed hand, and after a while he whispered: "Thank you."

Looking at Jiang Xun's leaving figure, Duanshou said in surprise: "You don't know how. Is it really the same as what the rumors say?"

Lu Cheng glared at the severed hand and suddenly whispered: "Have you heard about the legendary elves in the spiritual world?"

Duan Shou's expression changed.

"Why are you asking this?"

"200 points." Lu Cheng looked sharply.

“This is not a matter of points or no points.”

"500 points"

"Have you ever heard of the legend of the Nightmare God?"

Swiping the card with extremely skillful movements, the broken hand said in a deep voice: "About the nightmare elves that appear every few years in the spiritual world."

Lu Cheng had already guessed what elf it was.

When he heard it wasn't Giratina, he let out a long sigh of relief.

However, the next moment, his expression became serious.

Don’t take fantasy beasts as gods

After all, it’s also the configuration of the first-generation Beast Boy.

"I haven't heard of it, what's wrong?"

"The ghost energy in the spiritual world is actually quite unstable." Broken Hand said with a serious expression, "There are constantly changing entrances, and there may even be strange energy tides."

"Whenever there is an energy tide, legendary elves will come and use the spiritual world as a place to incubate their offspring."

Lu Cheng's eyes moved.

"Descendants of mythical beasts"

"Do you think no one has the same idea as you?" Duanshou glanced at Lu Cheng and said,

"In the early years, countless elf hunters poured into the spirit world every year, and even set off a frenzy of building strongholds."

"However, no one among this group of people has ever left the spirit world alive. The craze has gradually subsided, and the spirit world has gradually become a place for younger generations to exercise."

"How dare you let the younger generation train?" Lu Cheng glared.

"It's not like you don't know what kind of place this is." Broken Hand said scornfully.

"I don't know if those parents are really pretending to be stupid or knowingly want to send their children to a place like this to gain experience."

"And the Alliance actually acquiesces to the survival mode of this town. After all, those who can get out of here alive will become elites without exception."

Lu Cheng thought to himself that grandpa probably really didn't know there were so many bad things going on in the spiritual world.

Otherwise, even if he resists Darkrai forcefully, Grandpa will definitely drag Lu Cheng out of the spirit world.

"How often will the energy tide come?"

"How can a tide occur so easily?"

Broken Hand laughed and said, "I have lived here for more than ten years, and I have only experienced one tide."

However, at this moment, a thunder suddenly fell between the sky and the earth.

The broken-hand laughter also froze in the air.

Lu Cheng looked around and saw a large amount of blood mist rising up in the wilderness, carrying a large number of wandering souls and spreading toward the town.

And that thunder actually split a crack in the gloomy sky.

"click"

Between the cracks, there seemed to be a living thing, constantly squirming and making creepy sounds.

"Fuck"

Looking at the crack, big drops of sweat rolled down the forehead of the broken hand.

Lu Cheng couldn't help but look at the crack and swallowed.

Then, a blood-red eyeball suddenly emerged from the crack.

His eyes moved back and forth, and his huge pupils were aimed at the small town, showing a look of disdain like a mockery.

Countless people looked at these eyes, and an indescribable fear exploded directly on their spines.

"What the hell is this?"

"Fuck, help"

The expression on the severed hand also froze, and after a long while, he squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat:

"That's the tide."

The clouds between the sky and the earth began to roll, and the slippery eyeball gradually turned into a bright red full moon.

Under the blood mist, the whole town seemed to be covered with a bloody veil.

Mayor Camus suddenly pushed open the door and walked out. Looking at the full moon in the sky, his body began to tremble unconsciously.

"Everyone, hide in the room and don't come out."

The "Mayor" ran towards Camus with his severed hands and shouted, "It's going to be night soon, I have to fall asleep quickly."

Camus smiled bitterly and said: "Would you fall asleep and be toyed with by that elf while applauding?"

The broken hand turned to look at the surging blood mist, gritted his teeth and said: "That would be better than being torn into pieces by these crazy ghosts."

"Lu Cheng, please go back to your room and sleep quickly."

Looking at the full moon as red as blood and the ghost roaring crazily, the severed hand's face turned pale.

"Whether we can survive until tomorrow depends on our luck."

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