This elf world is kind of weird

Chapter 160 A Higher Landscape·The Crustacean Dragon Transformed into a Cocoon (5800)

A few years ago, Nibel Plateau.

Under the protection of the guardian god Volkenion, countless wild Pokémon abandoned or harmed by humans inhabit and multiply here.

It was here that baby Long was born and spent his carefree childhood.

Flocks of Tanabata bluebirds and green cottonbirds sing beautiful tunes and fly from high in the sky, bringing a whole day of good mood to the neighbors along the way.

In the naturally formed hot springs, the greedy little Kirby and the evil-hearted Mariuli are always playing, and they never get tired of playing day after day.

The young baby dragon likes to sit on the mother's back and travel in the sky together.

However, the beautiful days are always like the evening beauty in late autumn, fleeting.

Just as the afterglow of autumn hides the last ray of light, darkness and cold winter come quietly.

Although Tyrannosaurus's mother enjoys the tenderness with her son, she never gets the chance.

After flying for a while, the tyrannosaurus will feel tired and unable to continue, and finally have to fall in a hurry.

Its injuries are getting worse.

Even though the hot springs in the mountains have the blessing of Volkenion, they can bring miraculous healing effects, but they can't cure Tyrannosaurus' ailments.

Underneath the scar on the abdomen are irreversible serious injuries caused by a conflict of spirits in his youth, endangering his internal organs. Over the years, they have become irreversible.

After a few years of hard work, it has reached the point where it has run out of fuel.

On an ordinary evening, knowing that its end was approaching, it took off into the sky for the last time carrying its beloved child. Its originally strong and powerful wings were trembling slightly.

The former friends could only watch from a distance, watching as the mother and son, who had not long arrived on the plateau but had endeared themselves to all Pokémon with a kindness that was far different from other Tyrannosaurus families, went to the flower fields high in the mountains.

Surrounded by flowers, Typhoon wearily put down the baby dragon who was still very ignorant but vaguely aware of something.

This was once the mother and son's favorite resting place, but now it has become a place of farewell.

The once strong wings were already weak, and the world in front of him gradually became dark. The tyrannosaurus gently stretched out its sharp claws, made up its mind, and with a little force, touched the corner of the baby dragon's eyes.

Bits of blood spouted out, and a small mark was permanently imprinted on its body.

"Bowman!"

Feeling the dissipation of vitality, full of nostalgia and reluctance, the Violent Dragon soared into the sky, turning into a small black spot in the distant sky, gradually drifting away until it disappeared without a trace.

Before leaving, Baby Dragon's last memory of his mother was only a roar with such meaning:

Grow up well until you see the highest scenery, at that time my mother will come back, because it used to be our hometown.

The lonely reflection extends far under the dusk.

That night, no one knew what the baby dragon was doing or thinking. They only knew that the next morning, it stumbled back to its original lair covered in dust.

The pink mountain flowers I used to like the most are now broken petals, stuck to my body by sweat.

Volkenion, who had promised the Tyrannosaurus to take good care of the baby dragon, wanted to step forward to comfort him, but was nimbly dodged by it.

After tidying up and resting for a while, Baby Dragon walked out of the plateau regardless of the obstruction of all the Pokémon.

Once gone, it has never returned to the hometown that carries joy and sorrow and symbolizes childhood and parting.

The rocky Carlos Canyon.

The precipitous and remote Dapeng Mountain.

The densely flowing Oruans Forest.

There is also the erupting volcano Yalterland.

In a few years, the vast Kalos continent is full of baby dragon footprints.

For the young quasi-god larva, such a journey would not be peaceful and smooth.

Influenced by the wild Pokémon on the Nibel Plateau since childhood, it has always been afraid of humans. It has encountered countless dangers along the way, half of which are crises in the natural world, and most of them are the harassment of human trainers.

The Sky Trainer in Kalos Canyon.

Pokémon Ninja on Mount Dapeng.

A gold digger looking for diamonds in the forest of Oruans.

There is also the poaching group of the Alta Volcano.

Although he also met good people who rescued him, such an experience still made him take an attitude of respecting and keeping away from humans, especially trainers.

Until by chance, from an enthusiastic climber, it knew where the highest peak of Carlos was.

Although it has known for a long time that its mother has left this world, its mother's parting words still become an obsession in its heart.

Under the support of this obsession, with the goal of climbing the highest peak, it tempered itself day after day, and the goal was to one day be able to climb the Grande Peak, the trace of life that once carried the mother, which was originally theirs. The peak where the homes are located.

However, it didn't go well.

This is especially true for it, which cannot fly.

But fortunately, in encounter after encounter, it has received unimaginable support in the past.

The inner estrangement gradually faded away in the ordinary communication.

To this day, until the dragon's head-like Xiongfeng is close at hand.

With countless emotions intertwined, he casts his eyes on Filio who is blocking the wind and opening the way in front of him. Baby Dragon's heart is a little complicated.

The warnings from the relatives and friends of the predecessors on the Nibel Plateau are still in my ears.

The experiences and lessons along the way are vivid.

But everything seems different.

"Why are you walking slowly and freezing? I'll help you, but you have to hurry up. It looks like it's going to snow soon."

"Bagon!"

Tightening the little cotton coat around his body, Baby Dragon quickened his pace and followed.

It is indeed a short distance away, without any obstacles.

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"Come here, I'll pull you."

"Bagon!"

"Hey!"

Hands and feet are used together, and the face is ashen, and the fine snow has piled up a thin layer on the head and shoulders.

After going through hardships, Philio and the baby dragon sat side by side on the "dragon head", overlooking the distant scenery.

The sun was setting, and it was about to sink into the distant horizon.

The orange-red glow gradually dissipated, leaving only a beautiful and short-lived aftertaste.

Everything ahead seemed small, eternal yet fleeting.

"Huh!"

Taking off his snow-covered hood, feeling the refreshing coolness, and taking a deep breath of the fresh but a little thin air on the top of the mountain, Filio felt refreshed.

Turning his head, he saw the curling "white mist" rising from the baby dragon's head, hazy.

"You have quite a lot of firepower, you're sweating so much."

Tapping the baby dragon's head lightly with his fingertips, Philio teased.

"Bagon? Bagon!"

The baby dragon, who didn't realize what Philio was talking about at first, tilted its head and felt the knock on the top of its head. It grinned and stretched out its small paws, pointing at Philio's head.

There, the sweat also evaporated and turned into wisps of mist.

"Eh?" Subconsciously stretched out his hand and put it flat on top of his head, feeling the steaming heat, Philio smiled heartily, and picked up the baby dragon that was rarely relaxed, "Ha, you have a good look."

"Bagon! Bagon!"

The strong baby dragon struggled up, turned over and threw Filio to the ground.

With his partners standing still, this wrestling match on the top of the mountain undoubtedly ended with Filio's complete defeat.

The baby dragon, who was rarely childish for once, laughed heartily and vented his emotions until nightfall.

The familiar evening scene is quite different.

"Remember, I told you when we were separated last time, if you meet by fate, you might as well tell me your story and what you are after. How about it, now I think at least one of your goals One has been reached, can you tell me?"

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Philio asked softly, looking at the baby dragon who was also panting.

"March!"

The little dream demon flashed out from the elf ball, and looked at the little dinosaur who was finally no longer tense with a smile on his face.

Bursts of white light flashed, and the partners who had been watching everything in the poke ball also flashed out.

The sky is beautiful, the moon and stars are rare, and the little snowflakes have completely dissipated.

The magnificent Grant Peak ushered in a rare clear night.

"Bagon."

Looking at the empty distance with misty eyes, Bao Baolong talked about the past that he had never mentioned to anyone since he left the plateau.

In the silent listening, only the voice of the baby dragon floated farther and farther against the backdrop of the fire.

The emotions that have been accumulated for many years and cannot be expressed in words have been released to the fullest under the cover of night.

It's been a sleepless night.

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In the early morning of the next day, the sky will be bright but not yet bright.

Faint fish-belly white has been faintly visible.

Filio, who spent an unforgettable night on the top of the mountains, walked out of the tent and walked to the baby dragon standing on the edge of the cliff.

"You must have not slept last night, okay? I am the same. But speaking out what is in your heart may make you feel better in the long run. At least, you must have fulfilled your mother's expectations for you. It should be said that you are greatly It exceeded its expectations, I can guarantee that."

He squatted down and picked up the little guy who had been chilled by the cold wind.After growing up, the weight of nearly fifty kilograms seemed nothing in front of Filio, who was blessed by Xernias and was a little bit stronger.

"Bagon! Bagon"

Nodding seriously, the baby dragon raised his chin and looked at Filio who was looking ahead intently, hesitating and hesitating to speak.

In the tent behind him, the partners who also woke up early came out one after another and sat in the small open space by the cliff.

The sunrise in the mountains is an unprecedented experience for each of them.

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Seeing the Pokémon sitting in a group, Baby Dragon had no choice but to lower his head and look into the distance silently.

At this moment, the first ray of morning light rose from below the horizon.

Then, there was a golden light.

The eastern sky was gradually dyed red.

Brilliant clouds, against the backdrop of the main peak of Grant piercing into the sky.

The silver-white snow kingdom briefly showed a touch of touching crimson.

Eight lines of sight shot towards the horizon in unison, with deep intoxication.

"Bowman!—"

When everyone was intoxicated by the magnificent beauty of nature, halfway up the mountain, accompanied by a mighty roar, a huge flying dragon rushed into the sky.

A slightly ferocious mighty face.

Thick and powerful limbs and sharp claws.

A long tail that is slender but full of power.

And the gorgeous blood-red wings, like a bright moon stained with blood.

The tyrannosaurus in the story suddenly appeared, with romance and brutality.

The intimidating spirit swept around indiscriminately, but did not pay attention to the tiny individuals on the top of the mountain, but just hovered, lifted, and dived in the air, showing the life standing on the top of the Pokémon tension.

Baby Dragon's eyes widened in shock, he broke free from Philio's hands, and strode towards the edge of the cliff.

Big teardrops welled up unconsciously.

It knows that this is not its own mother.

But when it sees this powerful kin, it can't help but think of its mother's broad back and warm embrace.

【When you see the highest scenery, mother will come back at that time. 】

The last words of greeting left by the Tyrannosaurus overlapped with reality in accidents and coincidences, shocking its already calm heart.

"Bagon!——"

The hoarse shouts carried infinite longing and unwillingness to the distance and reached the ears of the Tyrannosaurus.

The wings stretched out, and the huge figure hovered outside the cliff.

For the first time, a powerful aura that was not much inferior to that of the Double Ax War Dragon shrouded the cliff for the first time.

Even if it's just an unconscious [threat], it's like a mountain, pressing on the hearts of Philio and his partners.

The innocent eyes stared at the crying cub.

"Bowman!—"

What responded to it was a more vigorous roar.

The powerful energy turned into arrogance, wrapped around the body surface of Tyrannosaurus.

"boom--"

The rapid liftoff even caused a faint sonic boom.

In the blink of an eye, the figure of the Tyrannosaurus was almost invisible, leaving only the roar that was still continuing, stirring the heart of the baby dragon and also stirring the heart of Filio.

Some kind of enlightenment arose in their hearts at the same time.

In the most primitive and savage ways, with eager anticipation hidden beneath its violent exterior, the taciturn Tyrannosaurus answers the call of its younger kin.

After a long time, the figure of the tyrannosaurus had disappeared from sight, or went to a distance, or landed. Philio walked to the side of the baby dragon, squatted down slightly, and was basically at the same height as it, Its perspective observes the landscape it sees.

"feel better now?"

"Bagon."

Choking, melancholy, grief, or, unwillingness to mother's promise that she knew could not be fulfilled.

All emotions have disappeared, replaced by a kind of relief and confusion after the truth is completely revealed.

In Grant, the real peak, Baby Dragon bid farewell to his childhood.

"Mother's protection has completely disappeared, and mother's expectations have been fulfilled by you yourself. Now you are a little confused and a little lonely, right?"

As if he could see through the fragility beneath the pretense of calmness, Filio's voice pierced the baby dragon's barely built defense.

"Bagon."

The loneliness and sorrow in my heart struck again, and the baby dragon's tears fell down.

"I know that you, who were born on the Nibel Plateau, don't always trust humans like us. But, are you willing to give it a try? Listen to me. I think, when your mother left, she must With an inseparable attachment to you, it definitely doesn't want to see you like you are now."

Gently wiping the baby dragon's tears again, Philio's voice was not gentle, but had some kind of strength.

He is very clear that what the baby dragon needs is not tender care, but the motivation to overcome confusion and cowardice.

"Bagon."

The bewildered and helpless gaze turned from the empty sky in the distance to Filio's firm face, like a drowning man grasping for a straw.

"Height, that's a good way to say it. I've always felt that your mother found something mysterious at the limit of her life and gave it to you. What you want to conquer, what I want to conquer, or It is never a specific mountain that we want to conquer together, even if it is already the highest peak of Carlos. The real high place is the peak of life that will never see the end. Every step you take, it will also follow. One step higher, there is no limit, but there is an infinite future. There must be your mother there."

Pointing his finger wagging towards the sky where the Tyrannosaurus finally disappeared, Filio's tone was a bit ethereal and longing.

"Perhaps it is a bit arrogant to say this, but I have always firmly believed that no specific existence is invincible. The real opponent in our life is ourselves, which is our eternal goal and the object of countless conquests."

Seeing the baby dragon's ignorant thoughts, the burden in Philio's heart gradually eased, and he smiled with relief.

"Climbing alone is always a difficult thing, but if you can go together, you will have something to rely on, just like you and I climbed this Grande Peak. So, on the way to explore the peak of life, you are willing to Would you like to be with us? Go and see the higher scenery, bring the expectations of Tyrannosaurus, and bring its unfulfilled dreams together."

Towards the young dragon lost at the crossroads of life, Filio stretched out his hand.

"Bagon!"

The tears in the corners of the eyes have not yet dried up, overlapping with the imprint left by the mother.

The small front paws caught Filio's open palm again.

The tense strings in my heart suddenly broke.

The invisible shackles turned into nothingness.

"Swish"

The pure white light that symbolizes the transformation of life is brighter than the rising sun.

The hard skull, which was strengthened to an unbelievable level in the steel-like tempering, began to extend, turning into a huge white carapace, enveloping the entire body.

The short front paws developed again, turning into thick and powerful feet, stepping firmly on the ground.

The rolling heat turned its body into a burning furnace.

Cells are growing and metamorphosing at an explosive rate.

Before giving birth to the blood-red wings capable of soaring into the sky, the baby dragon who aims at the sky has ushered in a critical moment of life.

Cocooning.

With endless patience, waiting for the day to be in the sky.

The sassy figure that made it seem to see his mother again in a trance was engraved in the eyes of the carapace dragon, and engraved in its heart.

The small teardrop-like marks did not disappear with the transformation of evolution, but remained in the corners of the crustacean's eyes.

Feeling its presence is as if the warm embrace of mother is still in front of you.

"Como!"

A muffled cry came from the almost spherical body, three points were joy, and seven points were longing and anticipation that grew after a short-term satisfaction.

One day, it will become as powerful and heroic as its mother, and then surpass it to see scenery higher than the highest mountains.

Philio silently walked to the side of the carapace dragon, and gently pressed his palm on the top of its head, the scorching heat was only a little bit at this moment.

The invisible superpower penetrated the barrier of the carapace, and the bridge between the soul and the bond was quietly built.

Crustosaurus

Sex: male

Features: dustproof

Attribute: Dragon

Energy accumulation: 41→45 (evolution · metamorphosis)

Skill mastery

Perfect: Dragon Breath, Head Hammer

Excellent: Dragon Claw, Dragon Tail (Limited · Size), Dragon's Dive, Bite (Limited · Size)

Proficiency: sparks, flame teeth (limited shape), crunch (limited shape), scary face, stare, dragon wave

Preliminary: Imagination Hammer, Qi Gathering, Substitute

In comprehension: jet flame

Physical development

Height: 1.45m

Weight: XNUM X kg

Overall physical condition: Excellent (growing)

"Although I haven't met you before, I think Tyrannosaurus will be very pleased if he sees you today."

Feeling the surging vitality like volcanic activity, Philio took the initiative to embrace it, whispering.

"Como. Como!"

The big light yellow eyes of the crustacean were sparkling, and he suddenly lowered his body and gave it a hard push.

"bang"

The huge weight made it easy to press Filio under his body. With a huge weight of nearly [-] kilograms, he could hardly breathe even if he hit with more strength than ordinary people.

Leaning down, forehead to forehead, lightly touch.

Countless words turned into silence.

"Como!"

I found the Pokéball that fell out of the backpack without a teacher, and touched it lightly, and the warm light enveloped it.

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"Ding"

The shaking poke ball returned to calm, and the empty mountaintop also returned to calm.

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"March!"

"Buy!"

In an instant, crisp cheers sounded.

The wind in the wilderness is always far away, carrying countless messages and emotions.

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Having fulfilled his wish to climb to the top and gained a reliable partner, the satisfied Filio walked down the mountain.

The sky was high and cloudless, and the sun was shining brightly.

While striding forward, he received a slightly unexpected phone call.

A dark-skinned girl appeared on the other side of the screen, not in her usual cold appearance, but with a bit of joy.

"Cai Dou, I haven't seen you call for a long time, do you need me for something? Just in time, I also have good news to share with you."

Gently patting the crustacean's solid shell that had become cold again, Firio spoke loudly.