The quality trainer of the elf world

Sure enough, Weng looked at the man and woman lying on the ground, waved gently, and the super stone slab above his head was suspended in his hand.

In fact, its counter punch and mirror coat can only block a full blow from the sickle helmet. After all, the strength gap between the two lies there.

The reason why it can achieve the crushing effect is all due to the stone slab, which constantly replenishes its physical strength and super energy, allowing it to never tire and keep using its skills.

It doesn't know the origin of this super stone, but it knows that it is the current owner of the stone.

For any super-type elf, this is a huge gift.

At the same time, the slate also conveyed an idea to it. If it was used to save people, the slate would shatter and the energy in the slate would dissipate within a period of time, which is equivalent to the use of this treasure.

Sure enough, Weng didn't hesitate at all. With a wave of his hand, two rays of light shot out from the stone slab and shone on Feng Mian and Xiao Ju'er.

"If it were him, what would he say?" Sure enough, Weng patted his forehead, made the same gesture as Feng Mian, and said in the same tone, "...it's just a broken stone slab, why not give it to me? Only Gardevoir's wife..."

After saying that, it and Ghost Stone laughed silly.

...

On the other side, the White Ruins.

On the ancient altar, Quechis led the 15-year-old N and two adopted daughters, and slowly appeared under the gaze of many plasma team members.

A milky-white jade the size of a football was held in N's hand.

"Go, summon the real hero, become the real king, and lead us to rule the world!" Queqisi couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes, and gently pushed N's shoulder.

The moment n turned around and left, a trace of disgust flashed in Queqis's eyes, extreme disgust, but he hid it so well that no one noticed it.

n nodded sincerely. N regarded Kuiqisi, who raised him, as his biological father, so naturally he didn't think much about it. He just thought that this was a father's expectation for his son.

So he had to pull it off.

The bright stone was carried into the center of the altar, placed gently in the formation, and n began to call the legendary name.

"The light stone, called the legendary elf Reshiram, will illuminate the true light in the human world..."

As the call grew louder, the bright stone began to emit red light, and gradually turned into a fiery meteor, slowly rising up.

"Swipe brush-"

Complex patterns began to appear on the altar, and circles were smudged toward the edges.

Six thick stone bricks burst out with scorching green flames, heading straight for the bright stone in the middle.

"Show up! Reshiram! Follow me to build a real world and let the elves all over the world be free! Let humans and elves live in eternal peace!" n stood in the formation and loudly told his ideals to the light stone. .

This is what he thinks and has always done, but Quechis obviously does not have such an ideal. He just wants to enslave all elves and rule the world.

Seeing that Reshiram was about to show up, he nodded slightly to Akroma not far away, and a radar-shaped car was driven out.

High in the sky, the Bright Stone has turned into a fireball, growing bigger and bigger.

When the fireball expanded to a certain extent, it suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a huge and noble elf.

The dragon-shaped body is white and sacred, with wings flapping and green flames filling the sky.

White hero, Reshiram!

"Leshiram, I am n, please help me..."

While n was still telling Reshiram about his ideals, Quechis and others had released all their elves.

He gave the order, and all the super-powered elves used space blockade against Reshiram.

Reshiram noticed it immediately, his wings shook, and invisible flames filled the air, seeming to burn the space and twist it, and all the elves that attacked it were destroyed.

Although there was no flame flying to the body, he felt the fierce temperature burning him. For a while, many super elves screamed and rolled on the ground, and some even jumped into the water.

"Hahaha! You are indeed a legendary elf. Such strength can match my status!" Kuiqisi saw this. Instead of being depressed, he was in high spirits and praised him repeatedly.

n Seeing such an abnormal Queqis, he couldn't help but want to go forward and ask, but he was hit by the skill of a super elf next to Queqis, staining the altar with blood.

Helena and Barbera hurriedly stepped forward to help n up and looked at Quechis in confusion.

"You are useless now, disgusting monster! Do you think I would really raise a monster born from an elf as my son? That would be too ridiculous!"

The malice in Quechis's eyes was undisguised. He held Team Plasma's scepter and walked towards Reshiram step by step.

At this moment, N knew what he was in Queqisi's eyes.

A monster, a monster born from an elf and a human!It's just a tool used to stabilize low-level players and deceive the world.

"No! How could it be! How could this happen..." N covered his head and shouted in disbelief. He still didn't believe that Queqis, who had raised him since childhood, would treat him like this. He spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted completely. .

Babina and Helena looked at each other, quickly helped N up, and left quickly while Quechis had no time to care.

...

Feng Mian opened his eyes and saw a round blue mallet, massaging himself.

The wavy mouth and the eyes that are larger than smaller than the size make her look dull and silly, completely missing the cuteness and agility of little Guoran.

He found that Ghost Stone behind it was also smiling at him, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

"It feels so good to be alive!" Feng Mian sighed with emotion.

He glanced at Xiao Ju'er beside him and found that her face had returned to normal, but she looked a little pale due to blood loss. It would probably take some time before she would wake up.

Just when he was about to ask what happened during this period, he suddenly felt that Guo Ranweng's hand had pressed where it shouldn't have been.

Feng Mian quickly stood up, slapped Guoran Weng on the body, and cursed angrily: "I told you that place is reserved for my wife to touch. You don't need to touch it. Go, go, go..."

Sure enough, Weng let out a "sweep" and was about to rush over to hug Feng Mian, but suddenly he stopped and showed a thoughtful expression. Guisi also looked over seriously.

"What's wrong?" Feng Mian asked with a frown.

Sure enough, Weng Yitong gestured and Feng Mian understood.

The dragon's roar that they both heard should be that Reshiram was awakened by Quechis, and maybe he was already controlled by Quechis.

"But what does that have to do with us? In front of Reshiram, you are trash, I am rubbish, and it is a softie. It is not even qualified to fight, so don't join in the fun..." Feng Mian waved his hand. Let the two elves calm down.

Sure enough, Weng seemed reluctant to wear the hat of a softie, pointing at the ghost and talking about it.

In the end, Rumble Stone crawled out of the cave and inherited the title of weakling.

Ghost Stone patted Long Longshi on the shoulder and asked, "Afraid of words? (Brother, were you pretending to be dead just now?)"

Long Longshi: "Long. (Yes, yes, if you don't pretend, you will really die.)"

Feng Mian: "..."

The elves continued to fight for a while, and the super stone slab suspended on Xiao Ju'er's body recovered its healing light.

With a "click" sound, several gaps opened in the middle of the stone slab, and the gaps were getting bigger and bigger.

At this time, Guoran Weng suddenly stretched out his hand, picked up the broken stone slab, and swallowed the whole piece into his stomach.

Immediately afterwards, its body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, the superpowers around it almost condensed into substance, and the values ​​on the panel skyrocketed as if a plug-in had been turned on.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred...

Feng Mian also understood the function of the super stone slab, and a turbulent cold light appeared in his eyes.

"Three hours is enough. I thought it would take 30 years from Hedong to Hexi to kill that bastard Vio. I didn't expect that this feud would not have to be overnight..."