Brilliant Frog Seed, Depart from Transformation

It's broken, it seems that this blame really has to be carried by yourself.

"What's going on, tell me carefully."

Sirona put away her arm blade.

Chapter 387. The reason for the pot

As the saying goes, you will be beaten if you fall behind. Since it is true that Dalei is happy for a while, it is a matter of course that he will be beaten violently when he meets the right master.

If you don't want to be beaten, then fight.

"So that's the case, but although this guy should be beaten, what should you do if you beat my family like this?"

After a little understanding of the ins and outs of the matter, Sirona curled her lips and looked at Dream God.

"I was wrong, please forgive me."

Then, Cresselia also bowed her head and admitted her mistake very poorly.

There is no way, after all, this time, the real situation is stronger than the elves.

Who would have thought that this place is the home of the strongest elf technician, the elf master?

If it was an ordinary place, if she said to run away, she would run away.

"Fix the broken place, the matter on my side can stop here, but on your side..."

Sirona herself is very magnanimous. As a first-level elf fighter, her team system and fighting style have already taken shape. As for a dream god, she can catch it or not. In fact, if Cresselia didn't smash it This time Tang Ke and Na Zi's battle, Sirona may not even take care of her.

"Darkley, why did you rush to the human residence?"

As a result, it was Cresselia who launched the attack first.

"Ahem, me, my words..."

Darkley's figure trembled for a while, and the black mist seemed to shrink even smaller.

"Your strength is already unstable, what should you do if something happens again?"

"It's not that big sister, you beat me up all day long, and you even pretend to help me exercise..."

As a result, following Darkley's muttering in a low voice, everyone present felt a sense of absurdity, but at the same time felt inexplicably funny.

"I, I did it for your own good."

"I think you just want to find an excuse to beat me, if you can't beat you...I, I would have..."

"What's the matter?"

Cresselia narrowed her eyes dangerously.

She still maintains the image of Nazi, so much so that Tang Ke has a cold war in her current state.

If Miss Nazi gets angry, it will be very scary.

She can turn people into dolls.

"No, nothing..."

The notorious Nightmare God feels like a bitch right now.

"But, I didn't run out without a purpose. I'm... I came to find someone to learn from. This person, he, he successfully broke through my nightmare space. I think I just need to learn from him. Once I master that thing called mathematics, I can better control my power."

But Darkley seemed to be forced into a hurry, and when the topic changed, it only came to Mr. Tang who was watching the battle innocently.

"what?"

Tang Ke opened his mouth wide.

"Just you?"

Cresselia was the first to express disbelief.

"When?"

Nazi was very surprised, she hadn't heard Tang Ke mention this matter yet.

"Crack the nightmare space?"

Sirona raised her eyebrows slightly, showing a very interested look.

As soon as Darkley said this, the reactions of the other people present were similar.

Unanimously, they expressed doubts.

The reason why legendary elves are legendary is because they often have various powers, and the more powerful the legendary elves, the more so.

The Nightmare God and the Dream God are legends in the Sinnoh area, just like their names.

And it is.

Darkrai and Cresselia can indeed affect the dreams of humans and elves.

Regardless of whether the mechanical core of the elves can dream of electronic rams, anyway, this thing doesn't make sense.

The attributes and skills of other elves are actually the same, but this power is the reason why the legendary elves can become legendary.

Otherwise, quasi-gods everywhere have a base attribute of 600, which is actually 580 points higher than the 20 of quite a few legendary-level elves, but they are still not legendary-level elves, so they can only be called quasi-gods.

Since there are quasi-gods, there must be true gods.

Darkley and Cresselia are at the level of "true gods".

They have power.

Moreover, Nightmare God and Dream God correspond to each other.

There is a Nightmare God and a Dream God.

However, Darkrai's power can't be fully controlled yet, so every year in the city of Waterline where its residence is close, some people will be troubled by the nightmare power overflowed by Darkrai, and even fall into a long-term deep sleep .

In response to this, Cresselia's countermeasure was to beat her up.

The elves can grow the fastest in battle, even if they are legendary.

For example, although Celebi's abilities are weird and powerful, if the opponent chooses an elf with restrained attributes to go up, it will be a surprise explosion, and Celebi will kneel down [-]% of the time.

It's just that Dreamlord's combat power is too strong, and he beats Darkley like a mouse every time.

Especially in the recent period, Darkley's ability to control her ability has become worse and worse, which made her even more angry, so her attacks became more and more ruthless.

You know, every time Darkley caused trouble, it was Cresselia who had to wipe his ass.

People who have fallen into the nightmare space have already been affected by the nightmare, and it is not enough to simply use the power of Cresselia to make them have a good dream, because this is just the mutual infection of power, and the index does not cure the root cause.

Nightmares and sweet dreams are both dreams, and there is no difference in essence.

However, if someone can bring Cresselia's armor fragments, then it can resist Darkrai's nightmare infection to a certain extent.

The reverse is also true, but...

Like Darkrai, it doesn't shed hair... oh, it doesn't shed armor fragments.

A little bit of black mist... This looks unrealistic.

Therefore, the matter of dropping armor fragments can only be done by Cresselia.

The problem is that if Cresselia takes care of Darkrai's aftermath all day long, it means that she will drop some armor fragments if she is fine.

How is this different from hair loss?

Over time, he must be bald... Or should he be a bald elf?

No one can bear this matter for too long.

So recently, Cresselia hit Darkrai... more and more ruthlessly.

Then, as a matter of course, as the saying goes, if you can beat it, you can beat it and leave. Cresselia beat Darkrai away as soon as she became ruthless.

Then, he remembered the promise he had made with someone, and simply ran over to take refuge.

As a result, it was a series of things that happened before.

"Your... Dream Broken Knife? Is it really that magical?"

This matter sounded too unbelievable, and Cresselia was the first to not believe it.

After all, it's too nonsense, what rules and paradoxes, don't you understand?

In particular, the entity of the Dream Broken Knife is such a simple thing.

Chapter 388. Fighting the Soul, Broken Dreams Twice

"If you don't believe me, let's try."

Tang Ke's response was also very simple.

Just do it and you'll understand.

"Just try it."

Cresselia would naturally not refuse.

So soon, in a temporary lounge, Tang Ke lay on the bed and took a nap.

He wasn't very sleepy at first, but with Nightmare God and Dream God present, each of them threw a hypnotism, and Tang Ke started yawning.

"Xiao Ke... can he really do it?"

Looking at Tang Ke who had fallen asleep, and the Dream God who was connected to him with closed eyes and concentrated on manipulating dreams, Nazi asked the giba next to him with a little worry.

"It sounds weird. It's not enough for Xiao Ke's strength. It's here. I believe he won't lie on this point. It's that little girl...you can explain it to me later, clever..."

Sirona looked at Bella, who was cheering up her father, and whispered softly.

"Bella...she is a good child, she has a record."

Nazi also replied softly to this.

"understood."

"Let me tell you, this is actually quite dangerous."

Darkley, chattering on the sidelines at this time.

"What danger?"

"what happened?"

As soon as it spoke, it felt two murderous eyes staring at itself.

"Ahem, I didn't mean that kid was in danger, I meant..."

Darkrai pointed out, but the target was Cresselia.

"?"

"Nonsense. I don't believe in that Dream Broken Knife. Look at my strength...

"Pfft...cough cough cough."

Just when everyone's doubts had not been answered, and Cresselia's heroic words had not yet been finished, Dreamer suddenly sprayed out a mouthful of engine oil.

Pale pink motor oil spilled from the corner of her mouth like human blood. Dream God coughed violently, allowing the liquid to soak into her clothes, which also made Miss Nazi feel uncomfortable.

After all, the appearance that the other party is using now is still hers.

"What, what the hell is that?"

When the cough subsided a little, Meimengshen unconsciously walked a few steps away from Tang Ke who was still lying on the bed, with panic in his eyes.

"Aha--"

At this time, Tang Ke also yawned, opened his eyes and sat up slowly.

"Uh, are you okay?"

He looked around, first directly took out the dream-breaking knife from his pocket, twisted it, waited for a few seconds, and confirmed that there was no scene of the cognitive world being broken and solidified around him, and then looked at it. To Cresselia.

"Ahem, cough, it's nothing, cough cough, it's a big problem, it's just... um, the engine oil is out of the way."

Dream God answered while coughing.

"So, this kind of thing... is real?"