Pokemon phobia

Carlos was stunned for a long time after hearing the bad news. He only felt that the road ahead was dark. When he came back to his senses, Tyron had returned to his original shape and carried him into the sandstorm circle of Xiqi Desert.Tailun cast the magic of concealment, so no one was disturbed. They shuttled in the strong wind thousands of miles high, but they were as silent as fallen leaves drifting with the wind.

The sun in the distance has just climbed to the top of the mountain.

Carlos hugged Tyron's neck tightly, but the armor blocked all his touch, so that he didn't have any feeling of embracing his beloved partner, and he couldn't help but feel sad—it took him a lot of effort to make Tyron If he acquiesces in not wearing this mysterious armor, who would think it is just a kiss, just...

"Taron..." Carlos called out.

The black dragon responded and turned to look at him.

Carlos muttered for a long time, but finally flinched. Tyronn had already analyzed the pros and cons with him, and he did it because of his selfishness, which was causing chaos for Tyronn.Finally Carlos just asked softly, "Where are we going?"

Tai Lun was silent for a while, then said, "I don't know either."

Normally, they should go to a place farthest from the Elf Forest, but the problem is that the back of the original Elf Forest is Farlo Warcraft Forest, which is extremely close to the location before the last migration of the Elf Forest, and it is very close to the Dragon Realm. The world barrier between them is very fragile, and he landed there when he first came to Azera, so it is even more dangerous for him than Shadowmoon Forest.

Moreover, the elves are also migrating now, and he can't determine where is the farthest from the elf mother tree.

Tyron felt that he should take the opportunity to explain clearly to Carlos, so he told about the encounter with the gray-haired elf just now, and then explained his speculation.

"We can't give the elf mother tree a chance to lock our location." Tai Lun thought for a while after finishing speaking, and then said, "Maybe I can ask Bain privately what it is about that elf looking for a sage."

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After obtaining permission, the alchemy puppet brought the gray-haired elf into the floating city, and Byrne received the elf in his third reading room.

It has been a long time since Byrne has seen any high elves other than Kakit Yale's wife. These mages who pursue the truth have always disagreed with those high-minded high elves. Normal high elves basically would never come to Sage High. Tower is making fun of himself.

In fact, Byrne also didn't expect to see these troublesome creatures at all. He had never seen a few normal high elves. In his more than 200 years of life, the presence of Gard elves was far higher than that of normal elves.His impression of the high elves can be said to be extremely bad, and even in his travel notes that were sold to the whole continent, he secretly blackmailed these guys.

But even so, as a sage, it is impossible for him to show any discriminatory attitude in front of these elves.

The high elf who came to see the sage looked a little weak. Although the appearance was still beautiful, the magic power on his body was showing a decline that was on the verge of exhaustion.Out of sympathy for intelligent life, Byrne poured him a cup of tea, and the gray-haired elf finally got better after drinking it.

"What's the matter with you?" Byrne asked gently.He could see that the gray-haired elf was a little surprised when he saw him, but the elf's eyes only paused for a few seconds on the pair of pointed ears that symbolized the elf blood on the side of his face, and then quickly lowered his eyes.

The gray-haired elf bowed and saluted: "It's an honor to meet you. I respect the will of the World Tree to deliver a prophecy to all living beings-the undead will come, and the disaster of ten thousand years ago will reappear. The World Tree has led the elves to On the front line of the battlefield, we ask the Tower of the Sages to take pity on those who are about to suffer in this catastrophe and extend a helping hand."

Byrne frowned slightly, "The undead... the devil world is coming?"

"Yes," the gray-haired elf raised his head and looked at Byrne earnestly, "Although the rumors about the demon world on the road have been gradually forgotten, if it were you, you must be very clear about the bloodthirsty and cruelty of those demons, and we can't help it." Staying out of it, we can only join forces to resist this catastrophe."

Of course, Byrne knew about the rumors about the demon world, but after all, he only lived for more than 200 years, and he never witnessed the world war in ancient times with his own eyes.But someone knows the details of the Sage Tower—the three elemental elf sages who have survived since the tower was first built have all witnessed that period of history with their own eyes.

Byrne frowned even tighter, stood up and said: "I see, this matter must be told to other sages. You wait here for a while."

The gray-haired elf breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to agree when he suddenly heard a voice in his ears:

【Go to him...he is here...】

【Saint Carlos, he is here, go find him, bring him to me...】

【He is away, find him...】

He was startled suddenly, took a deep breath, adjusted his expression and said to Byrne nonchalantly: "I'm sorry, I have to do some things now, please allow me to leave for a while. If you finally decide to participate in this war, then Please rush to the desert east of the endless sea."

Hearing this, Byrne's eyes flickered, and Tyron's words flashed in his heart.He paused for a moment, then turned his head and showed a gentle smile to the gray-haired elf: "I think you should wait a bit, what could be more important than a catastrophe? Trust the efficiency of the Sage Tower, we only need — half an hour."

At the same time, on the east coast of the endless sea.

Renault held the seed of the World Tree with both hands, and gently placed it on the ground.

The pure white seeds floated in the air as if they had no weight, emitting soft light quietly.A genuine joyful smile appeared on Renolet's face, and the wings with black veins on his back opened and closed happily, then he stood up and went back to the team of elves and knelt down with them on one knee.

The prayers of the elves possessed extraordinary magic power, and dots of magic power emerged, gradually gathering towards the seeds as if being pulled by an invisible force.

"call--"

Seeds start to germinate and grow.

Everything was like the reverse when the forest of elves migrated, the seed re-rooted deeply on the earth and turned into an ancient white jade tree thousands of feet high.Its leaves are all transparent in color, and those fine veins grow intertwined, casting a net-like shadow on the ground.

In the end, the branches fell down one by one, but this time, there was no light group that bred the unborn elves on it.

Renolet stopped to pray, and looked up at the elf mother tree. His eyes were shocked and sad for a moment when he noticed the fruit that disappeared on it.

The wind followed the footsteps of the World Tree and came here.They shuttled among the high elves, and finally came to Renault's side, curling his long black hair, whispering in his ear:

【find him. 】