Elf vs. SAR

"Mumuxiao, wait for me!"

Following Mumu Xiao into the cave, Yang Mo noticed something strange about the cave.

With the afterglow of the setting sun, I could barely make out the scene inside the cave. The surrounding stone walls were covered with strange English letters.

"Unknown Totem?"

Looking at the words engraved on the wall, Yang Mo thought of the unknown totem.

Legend has it that unknown totems were used as writing in the ancient elven world, and the usage of these words seems to be different from English in the real world.

Secret linguistics is a university course, and Yang Mo can't even speak English, let alone these elven texts.

Focusing on the shape of the words engraved on the wall, Yang Mo slowly walked towards the bottom of the cave.

At the end of the text, Yang Mo saw a mural engraved on the wall.

It was a strange elf. Its huge hands looked like wings. There seemed to be a structure similar to an eyepatch around its eyes. The bulges on its back looked like the bone plates of a stegosaurus...

"Looks like this, is it Lugia?"

Looking at the mural in front of him, Yang Mo guessed the identity of this elf.

In the elven world, Lugia is a giant bird that lives in the sea, and is called the sea god on the islands around the Kanto and Johto areas.

Although this sea god does not have the attribute of water, according to legend, Lugia can cause a storm that lasts forty days just by flapping his wings.

Perhaps this ability is the reason why coastal residents in the two regions respect him as the god of the sea.

But the strange thing is why there is a portrait of Lugia in this mountain cave.Could it be that the mountain he was on was actually on an island?

Full of doubts in his heart, Yang Mo stared at the mural in front of him. When he looked at Lugia in the mural, Yang Mo felt an energy erupting in his body.

Little by little, light blue fluorescence slowly floated out from his body. Yang Mo knew that this was the light spot produced after his mental power condensed into substance.

However, for some reason, Yang Mo couldn't control this power and could only watch his spiritual power pour into the mural in front of him.

With the influx of spiritual power, Lugia in the mural seemed to move.

No, it did move.

Right before Yang Mo's eyes, Lugia's mural came to life.

Together with the words constructed from the appearance of unknown totems, they rushed towards Yang Mo.

"boom!"

As a roar came from his ears, Yang Mo felt dizzy.I just felt as if someone had forced something into my head.

When Yang Mo opened his eyes again, the murals in front of him disappeared together with the ancient elven world texts.

In Yang Mo's mind, he clearly remembered the murals of Lugia and the words of the Elf World.

"What happened just now?"

Looking at the wall in front of him in confusion, Yang Mo thought about various possibilities.At this time, a low cry interrupted Yang Mo's thinking.

"Cuckoo~~"

It was Mu Mu Xiao's voice, and Yang Mo immediately rushed into the cave to look for traces of Mu Mu Xiao.

A large hole was dug in the sky above the cave, and the rays of the setting sun shone on the altar in front of them.

Apparently, this should be the ruins of an altar in the elven world.

Based on the weird mural just now, it is speculated that this may be an altar to worship Lugia.

Mumu Owl is hovering in the air above the altar, and what attracts it is a silver-white feather in the center of the altar.

It seemed to be exuding a silver-white radiance, and with the exploration of his spiritual power, Yang Mo could easily sense that it contained terrible energy.

"Is this Lugia's feather?"

Looking at this feather, Yang Mo thought in his heart. At this time, Mumu Xiao also flew back to Yang Mo.

"Googoogoo~~~"

Mu Mu Xiao expressed his desire for that feather by giving a quick low cry to Yang Mo.

The body instinctively longs for the energy in that feather, but for some reason, Mu Mu Xiao cannot get close to the center of the altar and take away that feather.

"Can't you get closer?"

Seemingly understanding Mu Mu Xiao's thoughts, Yang Mo asked Mu Mu Xiao doubtfully if his guess was correct.

"Cuckoo."

Nodding hard at its small round face covered with feathers, Mu Mu Xiao let out a joyful cry because Yang Mo understood its thoughts.

"I'll try it."

After soothing Mumu Xiao and letting the little guy calm down, Yang Mo looked at the altar in front of him and walked up gently.

It seemed that the mural just inspired his latent spiritual power. Yang Mo felt that he was more comfortable using his super powers.

Under the detection of mental power, Yang Mo was a little strange. There were no traps around the altar, and there were no energy barriers or anything like that to hinder him.

But just now Mumu Xiao strongly stated that it could not get close, which made Yang Mo feel strange.

There was a vague smell, which seemed to be the smell of fresh pesticide.Could it be that this smell prevented Mumu Xiao from getting close to the altar.

With a trace of doubt in his heart, Yang Mo, who had not detected any traps, walked to the center of the altar. In front of him was the silver-white feather.

Pick it up gently, and the vague fragrance dissipates instantly.After gently walking off the altar, Yang Mo walked up to Mu Mu Xiao with the feather.

"Do you want it?"

"Gu Gu Gu Gu!!~~"

Listening to Yang Mo's inquiry, Mu Mu Xiao responded cheerfully.For some reason, it felt an urge to get that feather.

"Wait a moment!"

Seeing that Mumu Xiao wanted this feather so eagerly, Yang Mo was not in a hurry to give it to this guy.

In order to prevent this little guy from losing his temper due to training in the future, Yang Mo decided that he must take advantage of this opportunity to take the initiative.

"Cuckoo~~"

Chirping loudly, Mumu Xiao protested against Yang Mo's behavior.Of course, it only paid lip service to the protest but did not take any actual actions.

"All future training content must be implemented seriously, do you hear me?"

Holding the feather in his hand and swinging it in front of Mumu Xiao, Yang Mo chuckled and stated his conditions.

"Cuckoo!!"

Chirping excitedly, Mumu Xiao nodded happily in agreement.

Yang Mo didn't know that this might be the magic power of the feather, which actually attracted Mu Mu Xiao to get it.

Putting the feather in Mumuxiao's hand, Mumuxiao stuffed the silver-white feather into his own feathers.

Just like the three golden feathers given to Sun Monkey by Guanyin Bodhisattva, the silver-white feathers are hidden among the ordinary hairs.

"Okay, let's leave quickly. If we can't find the exit again, it will be too late."

"Cuckoo!"

Listening to Yang Mo's words, Mu Mu Xiao, who had just received the feathers, happily flapped his wings and came to Yang Mo's head.

"Cuckoo~~"

Listening to the cry of Mu Mu Xiao, Yang Mo's expression was a little strange. It seemed like it was telling him to grab its foot?