The Global Advent of the Elves

"Zizzi"

On the surface of the Neva River, the newly broken icy surface froze again, a cold wind blew up, and heavy snow fell.

Under the wings of the frozen bird, St. Petersburg seems to have entered a white night and cold winter.

However, the power of the divine bird is not the only one that dominates here.

"bang"

There was a loud noise on the frozen river, and the giant white bird broke out of the ice, carrying the blessing of the wind and the sea, riding the air current to soar up.

Even the frozen divine bird had to raise its head and look up.

A huge roar roared out from above the clouds, melodious and far-reaching, like a vast call from ancient times, like the ancient favor of the sky and ocean, and like the song of Poseidon that sounded in everyone's heart.

This was the first time that Lin Zhou heard Little Lugia roaring like this. The sound contained a meaning that was like the sea of ​​origin of life. He didn't know if it was the change that happened when it returned home this time.

It was only then that Lin Zhou realized that the Fat Mansion Happy Bird was still a legendary elf.

It's not surprising that he thinks so. This little guy used to eat, drink, and play games with him every day. Apart from resisting beatings every day, he couldn't beat anyone. He couldn't do anything, so he only had to eat.

After returning home this time, he has indeed changed a lot. Of course, with little Lugia's usual food intake, this can be considered a qualitative change on both sides.

The current little Lugia can be regarded as showing off his talents for the first time, already having some control over cyclones and ocean currents, and becoming the master of the sky and ocean.

"This is the little white bird you had before"

Sakurako Fujiwara and Lin Zhou were riding on Little Lugia, looking at the obviously unusual white bird under them, a little surprised and surprised.

She had seen this little white bird with Lin Zhou for a long time. It should be a rare species. There was no record of it in the alliance's illustrated book, and she had never seen it herself.

But at that time, because the little white bird didn't show anything special, no one took it seriously.

There are so many elves that have not been recorded in the Elf Alliance. Rareness does not always mean that the race has high potential. For example, the Great Labyrinth of Galar controlled by the Doxon family, many of which are specialty elves, are not even available in the alliance. No record.

At that time, little Lugia, although it seemed that his racial potential was not low, it was not enough to attract attention.

But things are different now. This cry contains mysterious power and charm, as well as the ability to easily control cyclones and ocean currents.

Judging from various aspects and signs, Little Lugia is gradually showing its extraordinary qualities. This is most likely a racial potential that is still higher than Bangira, Metagross, and some powerful dragon elves. Ancient elven species.

After all, Sakurako Fujiwara is the King's trainer, and she still knows more than many ordinary trainers.

In some of the murals and documents of some ruins in the labyrinth, there are many mentions of elves with magical abilities who were worshiped as "gods" by the people at that time.

Including the root orb they are chasing now, it is also related to this kind of spirit worshiped as a "god" by ancient people.

"whoosh whoosh"

The armored shell on the shore below was still holding a cannon, and was persevering in carrying out long-range strikes. The spikes hit Lugia's body, but they were isolated by a layer of fine scales, so it was neither painful nor itchy.

However, the occasional spikes that passed by Lin Zhou still caused some interference.

"Leave that big ice sculpture to me. You can help me with the people below. It's no problem. There are a lot of them."

"Oh, does that mean there are too many people?"

Sakurako Fujiwara looked at it disdainfully. To her, less than a thousand trainers like these were not considered too many, but many of them were indeed troublesome with thermal weapons.

Lin Zhou patted Lugia's neck, swooped down, flapped his wings, and knocked off many soldiers on the ground, put Fujiwara Sakura down, and then threw a Poké Ball to her.

"By the way, help me train my troops. The new tactics I just trained recently have never had a chance to be put into practice."

As soon as Lin Zhou finished speaking, he drove Lugia up into the sky again. The frozen bird was already chasing him, and he wanted to lure it away.

Fujiwara Sakurako looked at the Golden Hand soldiers who were gradually surrounding them, and curled her lips.

The ghostly ghost potted plant behind him was like a demon from the old days, stretching out its branches and leaves, creating a ghostly shadow that made the soldiers surrounding him swallow with shudder.

He picked up the elf ball that Lin Zhou threw to him and looked at it. The electric turbine was rotating in the ball. The elf in the ball was eagerly preparing for this actual battle.

Sakurako Fujiwara threw the Poke Ball.

White light flashed and lightning flashed.

Lin Zhou was flying in front of Lugia, and the killer of the Golden Hand was also chasing after him in a Freezing Bird.

The two magical birds were entangled in the city of St. Petersburg. The freezing beam collided with the cyclone attack, smashing and destroying many roads and buildings in the city. Pedestrians on the road screamed, and soon the siren sounded.

Lin Zhou saw that this was not going to work. The other party was a terrorist, acting without any regard for the consequences, and wreaking havoc without scruples in densely populated urban areas.

He is too stretched here, and this is not Lugia's home court.

"Let's go to the sea."

Lin Zhou directed Lugia to adjust the wind resistance, lower his wings, avoid a passing freezing beam, and dive straight into the water of the river.

The Variety Armor covered the whole body in time and adjusted to the underwater breathing mode. Lugia rolled the water and dived from the inner river to the outer river along the Neva River.

The killer on the Frozen Bird saw that the opponent was amphibious in water and air, and watched Lin Zhou dive into the water, making it difficult to attack. He frowned, but still pursued him.

When the Neva River reaches the outer river, it enters the sea.

Lugia sneaked from the water to the mouth of the sea. The frozen bird on the sea was still chasing, and because the air resistance was smaller, it had closed the distance and caught up to their heads.

By diving into the sea, there was a chance to get rid of the opponent's pursuit, but Lin Zhou obviously did not intend to do this.

He commanded Lugia to sink suddenly, and the moment they lost their traces within the opponent's field of vision, Lugia quickly broke through the water from the other side and attacked the frozen bird from behind with a fierce attack from the divine bird.

This time the collision is strong and the opponent will be severely injured.

Of course, the other party is not a waste, after all, he is a trainer who controls the legendary elf.

Although the geographical disadvantage was a passive response, he had long been prepared for the opponent's surprise attack. He pulled up and gained time to react. When the opponent rushed forward, he directed a freezing beam of light at Lin Zhou and Lugia. go.

This is a real life-and-death struggle. Face to face with a tough opponent, whoever gives in to the opponent's Sun Tzu-style play will inevitably lead to a lose-lose outcome.

The other party also did not expect that one of the twelve Golden Hand Speakers, even if he was only one of the lower six, had a strength that far exceeded the average king of the alliance.

However, during this assassination mission, he was forced by an unknown trainer to exchange injuries for injuries.

However, it turns out that the speaker's thinking was still too naive.

Lin Zhou saw that the opponent's Frozen Bird was within his expectation, and planned to exchange injuries for injuries, forcefully carry Lugia's attack, and counterattack them, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

The Poké Ball was already in his hand, and he grabbed the Mimikyu, which had not been used like this for a long time, and struck it at the biting freezing beam.

Push a seedling, elves invade the world