After being struck by lightning, I became the leader of the elves

"Teacher Qilin, you..."

As soon as Chou Niu's words came out, he was interrupted by the cold but decisive voice of the messenger of God:

"Just call me the Messenger of God. I like my current name better."

The messenger of God put on the mask again, and the mask seemed to cover up all his true emotions, leaving only a pair of cold and ruthless eyes, staring coldly at Ugly Ox.

"..."

Chouniu was slightly stunned. She sat there quietly, looking into the eyes of the messenger of God.

"……good."

After a long while, Chou Niu slowly came back to her senses. She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and then said in the same cold and firm tone:

"God's messenger, no matter why you have become like this, and no matter what your purpose is, now everything has been crushed by us. You should stop, it is not too late to turn back now."

"Oh? My purpose."

When the messenger of God heard what Ugly Ox said, the corners of his mouth actually rose slightly, revealing a slightly sarcastic smile.

He looked at Ugly Ox with great interest and asked:

"You are not referring to the matter of the icicle slate and the two orbs, are you?"

Looking at the playful eyes of the messenger of God, Chou Niu's heart suddenly tightened, and a strong sense of uneasiness instantly surged in his heart.

"Admittedly, not getting the icicle slate and the two orbs did cause me some trouble."

The envoy paused, a playful smile appeared on his face, and then he spoke slowly:

"But have you forgotten who gave the order to Qinglong to collect the stone tablets? Does it matter whether the stone tablets are in my hands or in Qinglong's hands?"

"I guess you haven't told anyone else about the fact that I'm a Qilin?"

Chou Niu didn't say anything, which was considered as his agreement with the messenger's words.

After all, before this, Chou Niu had never had a direct contact with this mysterious messenger of God.

All her speculations about the identity of God's messenger came from the results of divination on the eve of the war.

There are very few people in this world that she cannot calculate. Theoretically speaking, excluding the champions and masters of those major countries whose daily behavior tracks are extremely clear, the only person left is the missing Qilin.

However, she knew very well in her heart that she could not completely rule out the possibility that there were some champions hiding in the dark, as well as outsiders who might have been living in the Ultimate Cave, or other possible existences.

Just like Lin Feng's fate, he is obviously just an ordinary trainer, but the trajectory of his fate is very confusing. Only with the help of Lin Xue's fate can she barely get a glimpse of it.

Therefore, at that time, she was only two or three points sure about the true identity of God's messenger.

But the war was imminent at this time. If she told Qinglong her guess in advance, all the battle plans that had been carefully planned and arranged before would be completely disrupted.

Even the Holy See might make a big fuss about it, causing panic across the country.

Afterwards, when she deliberately conveyed the message to the messenger of God and saw the four Holy Court Heavenly Kings trying to capture her alive, she felt more confident.

Finally, it was not until she was captured and the messenger of God personally took off his mask in front of her that she truly confirmed the identity of the messenger of God.

After all, should I inform Qinglong in advance...

"No, you are wise to do so."

The messenger of God seemed to see through Ugly Ox's heart and said with a smile.

"If Qinglong really knows my identity, then I won't have any worries about the battle in China. With 6 master-level Pokémon and 5 mythical Pokémon, who can stop me in China now?"

"But that wouldn't do me any good."

The envoy shrugged. "Those two old guys are still alive. Even if I can really destroy China, I am still not strong enough to compete with the whole world on my own."

"Besides, there are many things that I still need Qinglong and the others to do for me."

Thinking of this, the messenger of God couldn't help but reveal a sly smile.

At this moment, Ugly Ox, who was standing aside and listening to the words of the messenger of God, suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill in his heart.

Recalling what the messenger of God had just said, Ugly Ox frowned, stared at the messenger of God, and asked sternly:

"If the slate and the orb are not your only goal, then what is your real purpose?"

Facing Chou Niu's questioning, the messenger of God behaved unusually calmly and composedly.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he uttered four words lightly:

"The gods are resurrected."

"Although, according to the current progress, the gods will surely awaken in five years, but five years is too long, enough for too many changes to happen."

"By then, the gods, who are in a weakened state, might be sealed again. That's not what I want to see."

At this point, the messenger of God couldn't help but sigh softly, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"My plan was ruined once before, and I don't want it to happen a second time."

"But besides waiting for them to wake up naturally, there is another way."

Before he finished speaking, the messenger of God reached out and took out a delicate and small comb from his black robe.

Then, he quietly used his telekinesis to instantly pin Ugly Ox firmly to his seat.

Then, the messenger gently picked up the comb and began to comb the Ox's beautiful hair that fell like a waterfall.

"Be good, don't move. Just sit still like I did when I combed your hair."

Looking at the ugly bull in front of him, whose mind was suppressed and only its head could barely move, the messenger nodded with satisfaction and continued while combing his hair:

"The gods all have their own duties, and they are in charge of a certain element or law in the world."

"Whenever the world is in danger of destruction and a large number of lives are annihilated at the same time, these gods will awaken from their slumber in advance. At this moment, the power contained in their bodies will be fully stimulated, and they will frantically absorb the remaining elemental power in the world."

"It only takes a few days for the gods to recover to their peak state. Then, they will create a new world after the end of the world and fall into a long sleep again."

Chuniu listened to the messenger's narration attentively, and her originally calm face gradually showed an increasingly intense look of shock.

At this moment, she finally understood the true intention of the Holy See in launching this war.

"So, you deliberately provoked the beast tide and concocted those mutated Pokémon. Your goal was not only to disperse China's combat power, but also to create more bloody killings and damage to the natural ecology?"

"good."

The messenger nodded expressionlessly, but his hands did not pause at all.

I saw him skillfully tying a pair of cute ponytails for the ugly cow, then gently put down the comb in his hand, reached out to pick up a wet towel, and continued to carefully wipe the blood stains on the ugly cow's body.

"But you don't have to blame yourself too much for not realizing my plan in advance."

The messenger of God looked at the gloomy Ugly Ox and said comfortingly:

"You know, even if you knew my intentions in advance, how could you watch those wild Pokémon break into Chinese territory without scruples and endanger the lives of the people?"

Chou Niu was silent. The messenger of God was right. This was an open conspiracy against China. Even if they knew it in advance, their combat deployment would not change much and the final outcome would still be the same.

"Oh, by the way, let me explain to you about the outsiders as well."

The envoy patted his forehead with a hint of regret, and then said:

"Your guess is not wrong. Strictly speaking, I am not from this world. How are online novels written? Let me think about it... Hmm, time travel? Rebirth? That's probably what it means. You used to like reading novels and comics so much, so you should be able to understand this, right?"

Chou Niu remained silent and just nodded slightly.

"Any other questions?"

The messenger of God looked at the silent ugly bull in front of him, and his tone became more gentle.

"Rabbit and Snake, how are they?"

"The Snake is dead, but the Rabbit is fine. Qinglong and I agreed to exchange the Orb for the Rabbit. Based on Qinglong's personality, he will definitely exchange it in the end, but he will definitely do some more tricks around it and on the Orb."

The messenger threw the blood-stained towel aside, looked at the petite and cute ugly bull whose fair skin was revealed again, and spoke casually, as if he didn't care about Qinglong's arrangement at all.

"Your plan will not succeed."

Chousiniu stared at the messenger with cold eyes and a firm tone.

"Maybe, but I have plenty of time. It can wait."

"But you don't need to worry about these anymore."

The messenger of God waved his hand indifferently. He walked slowly and leisurely to the front of Ugly Ox with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

"Xiao Li'er, you should have a good sleep from now on," the voice of the envoy was low and soothing, "Don't worry, I will always be here to accompany you."

puff--

Just as the messenger of God finished speaking, there was a muffled sound of an object piercing into the body.

The next moment, the mask of the messenger was stained with a touch of bright red, and the beautiful pupils of Ugly Ox gradually lost focus.