I'm the elf, Pikachu is super strong

Early September.

North China region.

In the imperial capital, there was an ordinary ancestral hall. The white-haired old woman sat quietly on the futon in the ancestral hall.

His eyes were closed tightly, like a statue, and there was no sound at all.

There were incense-burning tourists coming in and out, but no one noticed the old woman. She was like a transparent person.

Time passed slowly, and the number of tourists gradually decreased. Until they were all gone, the old woman showed no sign of moving.

"Dang" a bell rang in the distance, and the old woman slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were deep, like black holes, reflecting no light.

She stood up and shook a rope in the center of the ancestral hall. A big bell was attached to the upper part of the rope. As the bell rang, the super energy in the space suddenly surged.

An elegant and mysterious green upright bird appeared out of thin air.

"Did you see the sign from the Son of Prophecy? He subdued the first destiny elf." The old woman's tone was unhurried, as if she was telling a family story.

The natural bird shook its head and did not move its beak, but the old woman still heard its answer.

"Your ability to predict is better than mine, Lord Apocalypse, then both the elven world and the human world will be saved."

The old woman could feel its excitement telepathically.

Her expression was calm, and her two deep black eyes seemed to see through everything.

"The laws of heaven are unpredictable. It all depends on the choice of the son of prophecy."

"Your prophecy will not be wrong, this is definitely a sign of life."

The old woman was silent for a while, without responding to this sentence, and then spoke.

"The difference in appearance time is one month. Go and convey my meaning to them."

"They know what measures might be taken, after waiting so long."

"It doesn't matter, variables are also part of God's will."

"Yes."

There was another sudden surge of super energy, and the natural bird disappeared in an instant.

"Tianyan Forty-Nine, escape one of them. Is that one you?" the old woman said to herself, with a faint flash of light in her dark and deep eyes.

"What, what Mrs. Yu said is true, we humans are really alive."

In the top-level conference room of the Chinese Elf Alliance headquarters, several people gathered around a natural bird. Among them, the youngest-looking man asked excitedly.

"Xiao Zhang, sit down and listen to what Xiao Ran has to say." The old man sitting in the middle said calmly.

The natural bird nods and conveys its message telepathically.

"The Apocalypse asked me to convey that she saw that the vitality of humans and elves were tied to one person, and named him the son of prophecy."

"Isn't it too childish to have the child of prophecy tied to one person?" someone asked.

Everyone around them nodded. This is not a Japanese comic, this is reality. It is ridiculous to think of saving the world by one person.

"The picture passed to me by Lord Apocalypse appears like this. The Son of Prophecy leads the elves of destiny to resist the Dragon of Destruction."

"If there is only one World-Destroying Dragon, then why do we need the so-called Son of Prophecy? We have so many elves that we can't defeat it?"

Is it stipulated that one-on-one fights are required? Don’t be kidding.

"I don't know anything else. Lord Apocalypse, he only conveyed this picture through his mental power."

This is equivalent to saying nothing.

The old man in the center asked: "Is there anything else?"

"The Son of Prophecy has conquered the first Destiny Elf, about a month later." Natural Bird added.

"In other words, anyone conquered within a month may be a child of prophecy."

"According to Lord Apocalypse, this is indeed the case."

"Then we can count all the people who have conquered the elves within a month, and follow them to see who is more similar." Someone suggested.

"No, this is too troublesome. Why not just hold an elf competition across the country, and only those who have conquered the elf within a month are allowed to participate." Another person retorted.

The man named Xiao Zhang thought for a while and reminded: "I still don't know if he is from our country. I suggest that we communicate with international standards and search for him all over the world. After all, this is a major matter related to the life and death of all mankind."

The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face sitting to the left of the old man in the center has a bad temper: "Hmph, I don't believe in prophecies. I only believe in me and my elves."

"But Mrs. Yu's prophecy has not been missed. The world merges, elves appear, riots in unknown places, the seven deadly sins, and every major event so far has happened." Xiao Zhang retorted.

"Strength is the most important thing. Instead of putting your hope on the so-called son of prophecy, it is better to improve your own strength. You can't even beat my weakest Big Rock Snake. How dare you say it?" The man with the Chinese character's face mocked.

The old man sitting in the middle saw that everyone was discussing endlessly and ended the meeting. He said in a deep voice: "Okay, everyone be quiet. Regarding the Son of Prophecy, I will communicate with the senior officials of the International Elf Alliance. Mrs. Yu's prophecy You should take it to heart and let’s dismiss the meeting.”

"The news has been brought, I'm leaving first." Natural Bird said goodbye to the old man, saw the old man nodding, and left here in an instant.

"President, would it be too grand to communicate with those in the international community? What if the news is accidentally leaked and causes panic among the people?"

Some people are still worried.

The old man thought for a while and said calmly: "No, they still have a sense of proportion. This is not just a matter for our country.

Moreover, disasters have occurred frequently in recent years, and people have long speculated. Now that there is a glimmer of hope, it is time to provide guidance and let the people slowly accept it. "

The man nodded and left the conference room.

"Aqiang, you stay, let the others leave first." The old man left the man with the Chinese character behind.

After everyone was gone, the old man asked the man with the Chinese character face softly.

"Aqiang, if disaster really comes, can you protect the country of China?"

"Don't worry, President, I have made another breakthrough recently. The champion of Rose Country is no match for me now."

"Hey, you, when will you stop being so arrogant?" The old man patted the man with the Chinese character on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, there are four of them, Xue Long. Once that boy Xue Long comes out of Dragon Valley, even I may not be able to suppress him."

"I hope so, but it's safer to attack both sides. You have to work hard to break through. We still have to find the Son of Prophecy."

"Okay, since you said so, President, then I'll do it, but don't hold out too much hope. Maybe that son of prophecy won't even be able to win the Heavenly King Tournament."

"I'm afraid you won't be able to keep your position as champion by then," the old man joked rarely.

"That's impossible. If he can beat me, I will give him all the resources I have left over the years I have been the champion."

"Hahaha, let's go, let's go out." Perhaps because he learned that there was a glimmer of hope, the old man was in a very good mood today.