Elf: I've been reincarnated into a Variety Monster

Chapter 343 Target: Gulardo
stronger than yourself?Wouldn't that be a level [-] god?

Recalling that Acrylic once said that Lianhong was responsible for the military support, Su Qian had to admit that if he went up recklessly just now, he might really have fallen here.

With inexplicable cold sweat all over his body, Su Qian thanked him sincerely: "Acrylic, thank you."

"Nothing," Acrylic didn't care.

Hovering in the air, Su Qian looked at the convoy heading west, and there was no trace of the existence of a first-level god. As far as he knew, except for Chaomeng, almost any first-level god could not sit in such a small jeep. The only possibility was to enter the poke ball.

Su Qian gave up the attack plan, and while thinking about countermeasures, he asked, "Can you tell who it is?"

"It needs to be closer," Acrylic's tail dangled, trying to capture the little energy leftover in the space, "It's best to fly past from behind."

Su Qian complied immediately, leaning over and lowering the height quickly.

"Wait, wait, you can't do this," Acrylic stopped in a hurry.

"Latios's invisibility should be perfect?" Su Qian stopped his figure, looked suspiciously at the continuously distorted light around him, and made sure that the infinite domain was still functioning perfectly.

"If I'm below, I can't see Ni's existence visually, but you are always launching your moves, and energy fluctuations are unavoidable. There is no guarantee that the one in the elf ball will still not be able to detect your energy fluctuations after getting close," Acrylic explained to Su Qian, a 'rookie' in a certain sense.

Su Qian nodded slowly and thoughtfully, "Then what should I do?"

"The most ordinary is the most natural and easily overlooked," Acrylic taught, "You become..."

A few minutes later, an unremarkable Bobo held a planarian half the size of its body in its mouth, fluttered its wings, took off from a tree, skimmed over the moving convoy at low altitude, and landed in the lush orchard across the road, as if it was an ordinary bird hunting and returning to its nest.

"Is that just Bobo?"

Someone in the vehicle caught a glimpse of Su Qian's fleeting voice from the rearview mirror.

Crash--a clump of gray birds flew out of the orchard in a mess, accompanied by intermittent gunshots.

"Where is the elf in this place?" The companion sitting next to him laughed dumbly. "It's probably a bird like a sparrow. It looks like Bobo. You misread it."

"Too."

Pa - Su Qian flashed a flash of light, turning into a white light to avoid the bullets shot by the orchard owner who came to drive away the birds, and took the acrylic into the bamboo forest next to the orchard.

Su Qian put down the acrylic and asked anxiously, "How is it?"

"Hmm..." Acrylic slowly opened his one eye, as if recalling the breath he had just felt, "I can feel the stench of lava."

"Lava, lava," Su Qian's mind turned, and the name was ready to come out, "Gulardo!"

"Well," Acrylic confirmed Su Qian's guess, and then looked at Su Qian seriously, "What are you going to do? I don't think you are his opponent."

After a short period of entanglement, Su Qian asked softly: "He shouldn't be able to fly, right? Look at me, I have become Rogia, Yveltal, etc., using high-altitude bombing tactics, is there any hope of defeating him?"

"..."

Acrylic was speechless, looking at Su Qian as if looking at an idiot.

"Uh, why don't you just say it, why do you look at me like this?" Su Qian felt a little bit unsure of himself.

Acrylic sighed leisurely, and said: "If that's the case, it will be very difficult for him to defeat you, but you will not be able to defeat him [-]%, then will you watch him tear down the world tree from the sky?"

Even Su Qian can destroy the World Tree, so there is no doubt that it is even easier for Gulardo to tear down the World Tree.

"Well..." Su Qian pondered, and had to admit that what Acrylic said made sense.

"Did you forget that you promised Bozhao to protect the World Tree, so what are you going to do?" Acrylic's questioning was like a sharp arrow hitting Su Qian's most troubled heart.

"Hmm!!!" Su Qian's voice was self-evidently full of entanglement.

If Bozhao is still alive, he can beat Gulardo to the ground with a two-on-one fight.

"Why are there Gulardos, and you still want to pursue Chaomeng!" Su Qian yelled angrily, and just said it, he felt that what he said was nonsense - when he was playing games, he would not be satisfied with only one beast in the team.

"Who knows," Acrylic replied leisurely, "maybe the pursuit of power, power, and wealth is endless."

Squeak—Su Qian slapped the bamboo next to him with his wings, slapped it down, and let out a heavy sigh: "Hey!"

"Su Qian, if you plan to escape, I can understand you," Acrylic's voice gradually concealed the emotional fluctuations, "Forcibly take away the dream and hide it, and it's okay to come back and try again in a few years."

"no no!"

Su Qian shook his head and explained: "I sigh not because I intend to escape, but because I want to lose my integrity and lower limit again, and I feel that I have really become Deathwing."

What is your morals?Where is your lower limit?What kind of elf is Deathwing?
Acrylic is full of question marks.

Su Qian stepped forward and turned into Latios, the light around his figure began to distort, "My heart and deeds are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is justice."

Acrylic: "..."

Trust him.

"I have some ideas about how to deal with Gulardo. It is powerful, but it is far worse than me in terms of flexibility. Huh, it can't fly," Su Qian leaned over to pick up the acrylic, and disappeared completely in the distorted light and shadow.

Overtaking the moving convoy at a high speed from a high altitude, they came to a city on the way to the World Tree—the industrial city of Greenz.

Observing at high altitude for a while, Su Qian quickly found the target—the boot camp that must exist in almost every slightly larger Valcam city—the rookie soldiers in military uniforms who were crawling and rolling in the afternoon sun on the training ground were very conspicuous.

In an all-out war, it is almost unanimous policy of industrial countries to continuously recruit recruits from the rear and concentrate them in the nearest cities for initial training.

Landing on the ground, Su Qian stuffed the acrylic into the bushes, and then turned into Geng Gui to shuttle between different buildings and floors, and soon found his target—an arsenal that stored a large number of guns, ammunition, grenades and other light weapons.

There are no heavy weapons in the new barracks, but this is enough, and the rest is left to the Valcams.

Anyway, Su Qian doesn't know how to operate heavy weapons such as cannons, tanks, and armored vehicles.

"Douglas, I have helped you a lot," Su Qian opened his mouth wide, stuffing a large amount of ammunition into Geng Gui's different space.

Before leaving, he took a few sets of Valcam's military uniforms with him.

　To explain, the protagonist is now level 78, and the long-lived first-level god is at least level 80+ or ​​even 100, so the pure combination of Gulardo is stronger than the protagonist.

　　Then when it comes to combat experience, how to use moves, etc., it even beats the protagonist, so Ziggard is right to say that he is stronger than the protagonist.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)