Pokemon phobia

On a coast covered with deep purple crushed sand, thousands of beautiful high elves are quietly walking forward.In their team, high-level monsters that are several times the number of elves are walking or flying. The translucent druids look serious, and the trees, big and small, will press deep holes in the sand with every step they move. pits.

Right in the middle of this huge team, a high elf with black hair and black wings was holding a wooden box engraved with complex ancient elf writing.His appearance was no different from other high elves, but when all the creatures in the team were not aware of the abnormality, he suddenly stopped and looked up to the side.

The surrounding elves noticed his movements, and stopped immediately to follow his gaze.

About half a minute later, dozens of figures approached to the range where they could be noticed, and the shielding spell was revoked and landed in the middle of the team.None of the elves in this team looked very good-looking, and the leader shook his head helplessly after looking at each other with the black-haired elf.

The black-haired elf pursed her lips, unconsciously closed her fingers, and then quickly let go.He closed his eyes and raised his voice: "All the teams have returned, we... lost the trace of the Holy Son."

The atmosphere in the team became more and more depressed.

"I'm afraid we can't make up for this mistake without alarming the mother god. Therefore, I propose to wake up the mother god to seek help immediately. If the mother god punishes you for this," he solemnly said, "it will be up to you." I will bear it."

All the elves were quiet for a moment, and an older elf said: "Renolet, this is not your fault."

Another elf also said: "Although you are the successor chosen by Serhidarna, after all, you have only accepted his teaching for less than a year. Compared with your lack of experience, we old guys should take the responsibility. utmost responsibility."

Renault smiled wryly, then turned to the surrounding elves and said, "Then, if anyone objects to this proposal, please speak out."

No elf spoke.

Seeing this, Renault looked back at the wooden box in his hand.Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly squeezed the wooden box tightly again.

He couldn't lie to himself at all, he was still nervous, afraid, and in pain.

High elves are a kind of existence between energy life and high-level magical creatures. They have no infancy, and they look the same from birth to death; they have a complete inheritance memory that other creatures do not have, and they can When you speak, you have your own character and thinking.

But even so, Renolet was just a young elf born less than two years ago.

A series of changes forced him to take this position of leader, and every decision he made guided the future of the elves, but he made such a big mistake in the first thing he did.

He must have disappointed the Mother God!

The black-haired elf lowered his eyes, slowly raised his hand to touch the lid of the wooden box, and then firmly opened it.

The fist-sized pure white seed in the box is quietly lying in the soft and fluffy black soil.There was nothing unusual in the first few seconds, but as a slight sea breeze blew past, as if some terrifying existence was awakened from a deep sleep, an inexplicable coercion descended quietly.

The wind swirls around it in the middle, as if singing gracefully.However, not long after, the sound of the wind suddenly became fierce, and the screams of anger mixed with incomparable anger exploded in the ears of the elves!

Renolet's eyelashes trembled, and he said shyly, "Mother God, we have lost the Son."

At this moment, the violent wind almost tore his skin. Renolet had already closed his eyes and waited for the punishment to come, but the wind gradually calmed down at the last moment.It quickly spread out in a ring shape, and then quickly closed after a few minutes of silence.

It was quiet for a while, Renolet became more and more nervous, but in a trance, he seemed to hear an ethereal voice saying in his ear: "He is hiding."

Renolet froze for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes wide.

That voice sounded in the depths of his soul again: "I can't find him...but it doesn't matter, he will definitely appear by himself..."

"Now, continue migrating..."

"He can't escape."

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After putting on the black armor, Carlos walked towards Tyron with stiff movements: "This... armor, huh, so heavy..."

Tai Lun recalled it for a while, hesitated a bit: "Heavy?"

Carlos: "Wow! No! Heavy! I'm sure it weighs at least three tons!"

Tyron: "..."

He walked over and put the elf on his back, and said, "It's okay, you don't have to walk by yourself anyway."

When making this set of armor, the dwarf master was so impressed by Tyron's two fingers crushing the wall of eternity that he didn't pay attention to controlling the weight at all.The entire body armor uses a variety of precious magic metals as the foundation. After forging and polishing, the density of the alloy further soars. While achieving an excellent isolation effect, its weight has also reached a level that ordinary humans cannot accept.

But letting Carlos wear this set of black armor is also a helpless move.

According to the information he has learned from various places, plus the experience Carlos said, Tyron can deduce several key points:

One, the elf mother tree can get news through the "wind", but as long as it doesn't get close to it, it probably won't be able to perceive its specific location.

Second, the elf mother tree can capture the location of Carlos under normal conditions.

Third, Xuanjia can shield this induction to a large extent.

Now, although there is the pendant modified by Rorov, Tyron does not lack the energy to support its operation, but the basic materials and quantity it uses are far less than that of Xuanjia, and the isolation effect is inevitably not as good as that of Xuanjia. few.Tyron couldn't guarantee that it could completely cut off the elf mother tree's sense of Carlos, so the safest way was to give the mysterious armor to Carlos to wear, and he didn't need to worry about being exposed, so he used a pendant to cover it up.

As for the issue of Carlos, a pure mage, who lost his combat effectiveness after wearing the mysterious armor... Tai Lun felt that with him around, Carlos's safety did not need to worry.

Tai Lun flapped his wings and flew into the sky with Carlos on his back.

This place is extremely far away from the Qi desert oasis in Jersey where the Sage Tower is located. Even if you walk westward in a straight line from the sky, it will take at least three months of non-stop sleep based on Byrne's flying speed.For Tai Lun, this journey does not need to take such a long time, but since he cannot use space magic and cannot really fly continuously, he still has to spend at least a month on the road.

He had discussed it with Carlos before, and after going to the Sage's Tower to go to Byrne's appointment, they will find a place to settle for a while.After Carlos has learned what Tyron can teach him, Tyron can contact him with confidence.

At that time, they will carefully choose a suitable place, set up a compound isolation circle together, and live the life they want in seclusion.

The sunlight cast Tai Lun's shadow on the ground. When passing by a certain place, a familiar atmosphere suddenly attracted Tai Lun's attention.