The Elf Guide is in my heart

Lan and Ning both heard footsteps outside the door at the same time.

But don't forget, there are basically no people breathing in the entire police station.

If Lan and Ning didn't speak, the entire police station would be absolutely silent without any unnecessary noise.

Ning and Lan looked at each other, but their expressions were completely different, one was determined, the other was happy.

"It's Uncle Te..." Lan looked excited.

Ning was moved. He didn't expect this person to come back so quickly. He was unprepared.

But if you think about it carefully, what can you prepare?

Either run or die, there is nothing to prepare for.

"Needle Bee, Nidona! Follow us!" Ning didn't care, he dragged Lan and started to run towards the door on the other side like crazy.

But looking at the abnormal Ning, Lan was a little puzzled. She stood stubbornly and argued with Ning, "Wait, Ning, isn't that Uncle Te? Why are you running away? Why should we run away?"

"That's not a special officer, run with me!" Ning grinned in pain.

In a panic, he reached out his burned hand without any thought.

As a result, in her extreme anxiety, Lan didn't pay attention and tightly grasped Ning's injured hand with both hands.

Originally, Ning's strength was naturally greater than that of the girl Lan, but when she scratched the wound like this, 70% to 80% of her strength was immediately wasted.

The two of them were holding on like this, but Ning's heart was bleeding, not only because of the pain in his hands, but more importantly because they were wasting time, precious time to escape.

"But..., but..." Lan looked at the female corpse on the ground with some fear.

She remembered that Caining had warned her just now that the outside of the house is scarier than the inside. Why don't we stay in the house and wait for Uncle Te to come back?

"If you go out, even you are so scared, what will happen to me?" Lan didn't want to go out from the bottom of his heart.

"Big Needle Bee, fly up and lift her up!" Ning hissed sharply.

The giant needle bee immediately took action, its double needles accurately passed through the latter's armpits, and lifted the orchid up.

However, due to the low levels of Takla Metal and Big Needle Bee, its small body cannot be completely lifted without using skills.

But this was enough. Ning gritted his teeth and forcibly pulled his burned hand out of the latter's hand.

Just as Ning was about to pick up the latter with his other hand and run wildly, the wall in front of him suddenly collapsed.

Suddenly dust started to fly everywhere, and the crumbling building seemed to have reached its limit. Without the support of the walls, part of the ceiling above collapsed and fell to the ground with a "boom".

"Ahhhh!!!"

The violent shaking and loud sound made Lan protect her head and scream.

"Damn it, is it too late?" Ning felt helpless.

Now it is a dead end. If Lan, as a teammate, does not give some strength, then the only thing waiting for the two of them is death.

"Lan, get up! Run!" Ning grabbed the latter's body that was lying on the ground.

Run, don't ask for any illusory hope of survival, just hope that you can die decently at the end of your life, and die with hope, maybe it will be better.

After some tossing, Lan staggered up.

"Xiao Liu, spiritual blade." A cold voice came through the raised dust.

Before Ning could react, his eyes didn't even see clearly, and two sharp blades came directly towards the Giant Needle Bee and Nidona.

"Snapped!"

"Ow!"

With two sounds, poor Nidona was struck by a sharp blade and fell to the ground, dying.

Although Ning didn't see it clearly, when he heard the word "spirit", he pushed the Needle Bee away immediately and turned on his consciousness amplifier to the maximum power.

The speeding mental blade was deflected by a few points because Ning pushed the giant needle bee away with his hand.

Then Zi Ning's increased mental power interfered with the trajectory of the mental blade, and it deflected a few points, and the Needle Bee survived.

The spiritual blade flew through the air, directly smashing the doors and walls behind Ning and others to pieces.

"Forehead!"

Ning felt that his nerves were in a trance, his head seemed to explode, and the pain was unbearable.

You know, it was only less than a few seconds before he turned on the maximum power of the consciousness amplifier.

But for him, an ordinary person, to be able to indirectly prevent this elf's trick, the consciousness amplifier played a major role. It was simply a magical tool.

In fact, Ning made a mistake here. The material used in the construction of the Eighth Precinct was a special kind of rock, a kind of rock specially designed to restrain the superpower system.

This kind of rock can release special magnet power and has the magical function of suppressing the power of superpowers. Because of its high price, it is known as "Game of Gold".

As for the original name of the stone, people have long forgotten it.

If the fat director hadn't been greedy for life and feared death, instead of cutting corners, he had personally supervised the work and exceeded the quota, the "spiritual blade" would not have had just this kind of power.

However, what most people don't know is that there is a vein of "match gold" stone underground under this police station, and the entire police station was built using local materials.

Therefore, any elf who uses superpower skills in this police station will have the power of his unique moves reduced by several percent.

Otherwise, if it were elsewhere, it would be impossible for someone like Ning to use his own consciousness amplifier to interfere with the "spiritual blade".

Otherwise, they wouldn't have died so miserably.

"Xiao Liu, deal with that Nidona." The voice was without any emotion, as cold as the abyss of hell.

Nidona struggled to open her eyes on the ground. She was so scared that she didn't dare to move.

Behind the dust, it clearly sensed an extremely powerful life form, an existence that Nidona could not compete with.

Moreover, the extremely pungent smell of blood penetrated the dust, and Nidona could clearly smell it. There were countless smells in the blood.

Nidona is not a Pokémon known for its sense of taste, but it at least knows that in that complex smell, the blood of high-level Nidokings and Nidoqueens also exists.

Nidona's body cannot move. Even if it is not in a state of frequent death, the pressure from such a powerful life form will still cause it to lose all ability to move.

It was still the limit for Nidona to open her eyes. She looked at her master, Lan, as if asking for help.

It hopes that its owner can save itself and take itself away from this terrible place.

But what it saw was Lan's panicked face, without any reaction or action, as if the hierarchical suppression among elves also existed for a human like her.

Nidona's expression began to turn desperate, even a little disappointed.

Another "spiritual blade" came.

Nidona was no longer looking at her master. She wanted to get up or at least turn her body over, but she couldn't.

If an elf is fatally injured, it will fall into a near-death state. Usually at this time, if it is an elf battle, the referee will announce the end of the game and let the fatally injured elf return to the elf ball to facilitate a while of treatment.

Because a fatal attack with considerable power attacks the dying elf again, then the elf will directly and truly die, and the source of life will dissipate.

What would happen if a trainer commanded his own elves to forcibly kill the opponent's elves during a competition?

First, depriving him of the qualification to possess a fighting spirit. Depending on the severity of the circumstances, life imprisonment is possible.

Second, escape to the world outside the zone and become a real fugitive.

But now it is not a traditional duel, but a real life and death battle.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah~" Nidona let out a miserable cry, its eyes were filled with tears, it could clearly understand that its death day had come.

"Snapped!"

The mental blade sank deeply into the ground, but the blade did not penetrate the floor, but was rapidly weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is the special function of the "Golden Race" stone, a unique trick to maximize the suppression of the superpower system.

But this "spiritual blade" was the same as the previous giant sting bee, and it was also empty.

Because a red light took the lead, it was Ning who took Nidona back into the elf ball.

Ning put Lan's precious ball on his waist and kept it for her.

At the moment, Nidona basically has no role. Like her master Lan, she is someone who needs to be taken care of by herself.

Although the time was extremely short, Ning caught Nidona's disappointed look immediately.

And the Elf Guide, which was spinning at high speed, told Ning the changes in Nidona.

Pokémon: Nidona (lv21)

Intimacy: 51

In just a few minutes, Nidona's intimacy with Lan dropped to a terrifying 51 points, a full 8 points drop.

This shows how disappointed Nidona is in her master.

Ning looked at Lan who was in a daze, with tears in her eyes.

Ning shook his head. It seemed that she was really not suitable to be a trainer. Being a journalist might be the best choice for her.

As for Lan taking Pokémon training as a minor, Ning felt that if the latter had the time, it would be better to study, keep fit, and cultivate other hobbies than wasting time.

In fact, before Ning Geilan was sentenced to death on the road to becoming a trainer, Old Man Zhan had long felt that the latter was not suitable to become a trainer.

Conquer the elves, and then live with them, level up, and fight? Be happy every day, simple?

Don't be kidding, how can the path of a trainer be so simple?

What a terrifying scene he had just experienced, and his intimacy with the giant needle wasp increased by 5 points.

But this time, Lan and Nidona dropped directly by 8 points, which simply refreshed Ning's knowledge once again.

And similarly, facing the beings whose level was higher than its own, the Giant Needle Bee was also extremely suppressed.

Even though the giant needle bee lacks the courage and strength to flap its wings, it is also afraid of its deadly aura.

Therefore, Ning had no choice but to take the Giant Needle Bee back into his Poké Ball.

So, okay, what next?

How could two people without any elves survive in the hands of a man who bloodbathed the Eighth Precinct.

This seems to be an unsolvable question.

After everything calmed down, a figure appeared on the other side of the wall.

Ning's eyes quickly looked up and observed the latter carefully.

Because in Ning's view, even if he died, he still had to understand what the person who killed him looked like.

The person was wearing black clothes and a dark red scarf.

His body exuded an extremely strong smell of blood, and the scarlet color seemed to have turned into streaks of substantial blood mist visible to the naked eye.

Lan even covered her mouth and tried her best to endure the discomfort, whether it was physical or psychological.

She had foolishly thought that the devil in front of her could be her special uncle.

If Ning hadn't stopped him, his body might have started to feel cold.

After Ning looked at the man, his eyes naturally swept across the elf beside him.

"Squid King!?" Ning was shocked.

When the Elf Illustration was running and its data was transmitted to Ning's mind, Ning was even more stunned when he looked at the Illustration. .

After reacting, Ning immediately turned around and ran away.

"You two kids, why don't you continue dating..."