Heroic Death System

Evie walked demonically to Sankoh and gently took him into his arms. A dragon's air spins out, turning into a pair of golden dragon wings, crossing and closing in front of you. Strong muscles shine in a metallic colour and look like deities.

He couldn't resist pinching on his arm. He was really rough and hard. He refused the feather effect provided by the system, and the man flaunted his wings.

Evie's hands fell on his slender waist, the hot temperatures permeated his skin, his eyes swept across his eyebrows, and his dominant and powerful breath locked him firmly.

The dragons' vigor and strong desire seemed to awaken with the power of this man. The mere proximity does not suppress his inner desire, and his hardness can be felt across his clothes. Evie did not hesitate long enough to lift up Sankoh's body, press him against the trunk, untie himself, and push him into it with great skill to begin intense exercise.

“Don't be here...” Still breathing low, “Pokémon...”

Evie's pupils narrowed, dragon air expanded, and instantly established a separate field, blocking all the Pokémon who were about to come and join the monks.

Still staring at him, his eyebrows springing, no deterrent, just making someone more excited,

“You belong to me now, no one can disturb you.” He will take possession of him, penetrate him, fill his body with his smell again until exhausted, day and night upside down...

The news of the failure of the sneak attack caused a lot of vibration within the organ ghost clan. Although it was only a pilot operation, they sent elites who, if they failed, would not be wiped out, but all those involved in the operation were captured and not spared.

This undoubtedly rang the alarm bell for the first time, giving them a clear sense of the threat from the elf sanctuary.

Because of this transformation, the Fungi completely abandoned the separation plan and turned to concentrate their forces, before the power of the elves was fully formed, to destroy them.

The war in previous life that forced the Pokémon to sacrifice was more than a year ahead of Evie's expectations.

The war was imminent, and Evie spent all her time refining oxygen beads and weapon enchantments. Shanko runs east and west with Pokémon every day in the Magic Array covered area, familiarizing himself with terrain, simulating combat, setting traps, and more.

In two months, however, the topography of the Core Magic Array has been touched through by the Pokémon and even several nests on which tree are known.

So Shanko took them back to the peripheral magic formation, which belongs to the Mixed Elf movement area. The emergence of Jenko and Pokémon quickly caught their attention.

In front of outsiders, it can always remain semi-solidar, traveling through the forest like a phantom. Pokémon follow in his footsteps, blend nature into the run, play magic in the play, and get to know each other in cooperation.

As their former teacher, Marty was very attentive to their training. In the first few days, he felt that the elves were just playing and training was irregular. Today a flower is born, tomorrow a symbol is drawn, and the day after tomorrow it may turn into a race with animals.

Marty was somewhat uncomfortable with this free-flowing training, but out of respect for the mother tree, he dared not question it.

But gradually, he discovered some amazing changes.

The trees around them have become more prosperous and spiritual than ever before, destroying the dead yellow flower trees and revitalizing new life. The air was as if it had been washed, fresh and refreshing. The leaves whisper in the wind, the rocks sigh in the fog, the flowers shake, the rivers rejuvenate and the whole world is refreshed.

Numerous voices haunt the ears, a call from life, naturally mumbling. The Elf bloodline in a hybrid elf is as if it were resurrected at this moment, the soul is leaping, the blood is boiling, clouding the fouling of both ends, washed away one by one, leaving only one piece of clarity.

This is the ability of the elves, all of them partners, all of them ears and eyes.

Marty's heart firmly believed that the immutable concept gradually began to shake, and she saw mediocre gray eyes, with only one eye, to apply □ □ with ease, hundreds of centuries; deaf silence, to listen to the sound of the earth; flame magic can be masterfully manipulated by the poisonous lele in her body; the semi-traveled alam of the body, to revive the dead tree, to remember briefly Canyon can communicate with animals... once regarded by her as a useless handicapped elf, guided by the mother tree, to show their talents and specialties.

Not Pokémon are useless, but they are not qualified to be their teachers at all. Even though they are weak, they still possess the purest minds and purest powers in the world.

The difference between a pureblood Pokémon and a hybrid Pokémon is not in blood, but in the soul. They've forgotten how to be a real Pokémon.

Marty knelt down with his hands crossed to his chest and bowed down to salute the direction of the mother tree in piety.

Mother tree, little ignorant me, lost myself in the dusty world, deviated from the Fairy faith, I ask your forgiveness, hope to be able to return to your embrace and become your people.

There are still many infected hybrid elves like her, and the seeds of awakening have grown silently in the soul of the hybrid elf...

Seven months later, the organic ghost army arrived on schedule.

A group of forgers led by Evie built a large quantity of Oxygen Spirit weapons for the Allied forces, and combined with terrain and formation, defeated the Ghost Clan in the first encounter.

Although the war was better prepared than in previous generations, the power gap persisted, and Jean and his little elves could only assist in the battle in the rear. Nevertheless, the hybrid elves who have yet to be coached, separated from the various ethnic forces and formed an independent team, have unleashed unprecedented fighting power.

Pokémon are the stars of the Organ Ghost Nation, and their innate natural aura is the best weapon. Though the natural smell of the Mixed Elves is already thin, it is also sufficient to allow the Ghosts to cast rat taboos in special object boosting and advantage environments.

The Magic Array is fully activated. Do not let the Devil Clan overstep the minefield by one step. Evie wandered on the edge of the formation, picking out ghosts' hands. As for the puppet army under the Vessel Ghost Clan, it is the responsibility of the Alliance Army.

The Pokémon assist remotely in battle under the protection of the law of formation. All the animals and plants in the jasmine forest are their partners. Grey eyes stood at height, arrows falling one at a time; Raleigh sat on a tree, throwing fireballs with joy, playing a harp by the creek without sound and raising morale with music; Michalet could always predict the movement of his enemies; Salary was infinite, he opened the rocks of the mountains and changed the terrain; and Sandy could control all the smells in the heavens and the earth, giving his enemies the most sour sense of smell of "enjoyment”; Kanyo ran into the ground with the animals, professionally creating chaos; Hill operated a suspended wheelchair, which responded in the air; Aram propelled plants, which assisted in the attack; hidden in the shadows at night, coming and going invisible like ghosts; Erica's hard hair, rooted in the ground, quickly built the formation method; as a bubble for the boss, he had no special skills, but he had the most powerful natural atmosphere and was able to The natural atmosphere of others is mobilized.

The various ways of attacking, the Vessel Ghost Clan and his puppet soldiers suffered. They've never fought in such a tedious battle, as if the whole forest was against them, and the closer they got to the magic array, the weirder it got. The moment before was also fierce, the moment after was tripped by a tree branch by a dog eating shit. Clearly there was nothing in front of him, but he rushed past him and hit his head with a bloodshed. The weapon was found to be missing when the killer waved at the enemy. And so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so forth and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and

Evie squatted on a large tree and looked silently at the enemy forces that had been turned blind beneath. In previous life, this war was driven out of the forest by the sacrifice of elves. Today, by contrast, we know how sad and worthless the choice was. Pokémon possess powerful power and talent, but have not been given any play, and die tragically at the cost of their lives.

“How are the elves doing?” A quick voice suddenly came from behind, interrupting Evie's mind.

A breeze struck and the figure of Sankoh appeared beside Evie.

“Cocoa. ”

“Hmm?”

“You're so sweet.” To be able to come back and see you again, to have everything today, really, very good.

What's all the sudden? Jean-Claude looked at him strangely.

Evie hugged him and kissed him hard in the mouth: "Honey, I'm going to kill someone when I get back with a full head.” Speak up, leap forward, disappear instantly into sight.

No words yet. People send flowers to couples. Rings to luxury cars.

Sure enough, no matter how many centuries passed, this guy's emotional and romantic values haven't improved and remain below the pass line.

The war did not end until dusk. For the first time, the organic ghosts suffered a real and tragic defeat, losing two-thirds of their main troops. The organic ghosts were crushed all the way, especially the organic ghosts who rushed into the hinterland, and were basically captured by seal. Evie alone defeated at least thirty organic ghosts.

The Allied forces suffered a significant number of casualties and suffered the most violent first wave of attacks, aided by hybrid elves.

The magic line is undamaged and dim, standing in the heavens and the earth like a guardian god under the sunset.

Won?

Alliance wins?

Until the enemy abandoned his armor and the warlord fled, the people still couldn't believe the facts in front of them. Throughout their lives, their battles with the Organ Ghost have always been accompanied by grievous sacrifices and failures. They have even forgotten the taste of victory, it is so wonderful, so unreal, so desperate… to weep.

“Victory! ”

“We won! ”

Cheers swept through the mountains like a tsunami, and the entire jade forest boiled down.

Jean-Claude listened to the cheers outside and smiled slightly, sending the tired elves to the tree house.

Then he turned to the man next to him and asked softly, "What do you want to do next? ”

“Of course it is...” Evie usually picks him up, "Fuck you! ”

This war completely broke the balance between the two sides, and the Organic Ghosts lost their chance to destroy the Pokémon for the last time. Thereafter, the Pokémon began to thrive rapidly, and the Mixed Pokémon scattered throughout the continent became attached, becoming the children of the Mother Tree and guardian of the Holy Land. Together, twelve elves lead the way in building their homes.

Ten years later, an elf egg was laid on the mother tree, the first new life that had coagulated the mother tree since its resurrection. The number of elves was sparse, the blood was thin, and only twelve elves remained in the true bloodline. And the emergence of this egg berry is undoubtedly the hope of the entire Elf clan.

It's just that this egg berry is a bit special, with a light golden glow on its shell, both pure with a natural atmosphere and a daunting threat.

Nobody knows that this egg fruit breeds life with pure elven bloodline and a heroic dragon smell.

He, the Elf Race's future Elf King.

The most powerful and special Elf King in Elf history.