Above the mountain of elves

Chapter 220 Nightmare
Mo Yan sent Geng Gui, Mark was the ten-thousand-year Arbo monster, and George sent his strongest Mrs. Hua Jie, who is also the only elf who is not afraid of ghosts.

Geng Gui is naturally at home in Sending God Volcano, and the strength of the elite mid-level has largely suppressed some restless ghost-type elves.

The characteristic of Arbor is intimidation, and the effect against "strangers" is still very good.

With the combination of the two, the prank-loving ghost elves instantly decreased by [-]%.

Of the remaining [-]%, there is still a large part of the newly born little ghost elves who are not afraid of anything.

The ghost family, the resentful shadow doll family, the night watchman family, the dream monster family, and occasionally a few rare soul-hooking eyes, these are all the ghost-type elves that have been discovered so far in Songshen Volcano.

As for the last kind of elf ecstasy eye, Mo Yan still has some ideas. The combination of ghost type + evil type has no attribute restraint before the fairy type is discovered.

And it can super evolve itself, and its value will be greatly improved later.

But the soul-hunting eye is different from ghosts. It can be seen everywhere in the Songshen Volcano. It is a very rare elf, and it is difficult to find an excellent individual from it.

In addition to ghost-type elves, there are also a small number of superpower-type, poison-type, and evil-type elves living here, but relatively few.

"Gengar, Shadow Ball!"

"Jie!"

Geng Gui's golden eyes lit up, and with a wave of his right hand, eight spinning shadow balls rushed towards the direction Mo Yan pointed.

"Dream!"

A dream monster suddenly appeared, and avoided Geng Gui's shadow ball attack with lingering fear, and then looked at Mo Yan with a puzzled face. How did this human discover it?

"Geng Gui, sludge bomb!"

Seeing Geng Gui's attack coming again, Meng Yaomo told it with great power that he couldn't beat it, couldn't resist it, and could only run away.

The dream demon disappeared, and Mo Yan's emotional feedback of feeling the power of darkness also disappeared, knowing that the other party had really left.

A dream monster that has evolved and only has elite talent will not attract too much attention from Mo Yan.

On the other side, Arbor also encountered an enemy. It was an elite wandering night spirit, and it was fighting vigorously now.

Arbo's strength is still good. After possessing the skill of crushing, it is only a matter of time before the Wandering Eidolon is defeated.

Sure enough, after the wandering night spirit was poisoned, the Abo monster crushed it twice in a row, knocking down the opponent directly, without even a chance to escape.

This battle was like a fuse, and many impatient ghost elves also jumped out one after another, and began to attack Mo Yan and them.

Geng Gui fought against the crowd with one move, and the shadow balls flew up and down with one move, but every shadow ball hit at least one very accurately.

Arbor also showed its elite and mid-level strength. The skills of each department were used alternately, and the poison department was used the least.

In less than 3 minutes, the siege composed of dozens of ghosts was eliminated. Geng Gui and Abo monster were only warmed up, and they still had a strong desire to fight.

Most of the elves on the first floor are relatively weak, and there are not many of them. The strongest may be the group in front of them.

Simply moving on, the three of them soon found the entrance to the same second floor.Climbing up the steps, a large number of tombstones began to appear on the second floor of Sendshen Volcano.

"In memory of my lost lover, Xanadu..."

"The first partner, the best friend for life, rest in peace, the strongest giant marsh monster of the king of XX..."

"Forgive my cowardice, may you be redeemed here, my dear brother Tulong, I have avenged you..."

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The tombstones are full of complex emotions for the dead elves. The new tombstones are fine, but many of the old ones have been gradually deserted. A bare stone, the story on it has been gradually forgotten.

Resentment, pain, anger, fear... Mo Yan seemed to be able to feel the thoughts of these dead elves, and as their emotions changed, his emotions also changed again and again.

Xanadu misses his master and doesn't want to lie in this lonely tomb. His obsession revitalizes him, but turns him into a haunting eye.

Ugly face, hunched back, thin limbs and weak strength, how could she use this body to meet her master.

So the first time it woke up, it chose to escape.The obsession disappeared, and the memory also dissipated. It became a brand new Ecstasy Eye, living a peaceful and lonely life on the Songshen Volcano.

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The giant marsh monster was very strong during his lifetime. Under the training and command of the trainer, he defeated one after another powerful opponents and broke through his own limit time and time again.

I don't know when, he has broken through to the Heavenly King level, and the trainer has also become the Heavenly King level trainer that everyone envies. They fought in all directions again, defeating one enemy after another.

Until one day, a younger and more excellent trainer brought an equally young and equally excellent giant marsh monster to defeat them and take their place.

The trainer suddenly told him that they were all old and it was time to retire.Since then, they have started a leisurely life of drinking tea and reading newspapers, watching the sunset every day, and the sun was born.

No fighting, no injuries, the giant bog monster lay at the trainer's feet, and felt that such a day was pretty good.

Until one day, the trainer was lying motionless on the bed, and the trainer's son said that he was dead.

The giant marsh monster is also old, and the elf friends they used to fight with have all passed away long ago. He knows what death is, and accepts this reality frankly.

But that night, the giant marsh monster also chose to die.

May I be your original elf in the next life.

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"Hahaha, is this your partner?"

"What a weak elf, don't you only know how to run away?"

"Look, it has burrowed into the soil again. I have never seen such a timid elf."

"No, don't hit it"

A little black-haired boy knelt down on the ground, watching helplessly as his little brother Tulong was pulled by his tail, flicked, and then thrown to the ground viciously.

"No...don't... Brother Tulong, run..." The little boy wanted to rush up to protect Brother Tulong, but was quickly kicked over by another boy who was taller and stronger than him.

"Miao!"

Brother Tulong, who was covered in bruises, saw the little boy being beaten, so he slammed into the violent boy with all his might.

It's a pity that Brother Tulong has never received training, and he is really weak. An angry attack only knocked the boy slightly.

"You hit me!" The boy was so angry that he pulled his companions together and punched and kicked Brother Tulong desperately. After a few minutes, they stopped breathing out of breath.

"Well... seems to be dead..."

"Death is death, such a weak elf, there is no point in living!" A trace of panic flashed in the boy's eyes, but he quickly said forcefully, and then left pretending to be calm.

The little boy stared blankly at the distorted brother Tulong, gently picked him up, but found that he was not breathing.

The little boy seemed to have forgotten how to cry, and just stared fixedly at the group of children who left, his eyes full of hatred!
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(End of this chapter)