Lugia, my name of the elf

And the oracle transmission by the Storm Angel, symbolizing the bird, is still continuing;

"The will of the storm, at this moment, gives you two part of the power of the storm to help Alor complete your mission and responsibilities as professors!"

After the transmission is completed, the magical light in the three eyes of the symbolic bird becomes more bright and dazzling;

A strong light illuminated Gavin and Ryan, who looked surprised.

Afterwards, the two people who stood up immediately felt that there seemed to be a faint extra strength in their bodies.

This power cannot be described in words, making people feel gentle and calm;

Although it cannot appear on the skin like Alor, it is indeed contained in the body, and they can all feel it.

But at the same time, neither of them felt any excitement or joy about gaining power from the gods;

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Alor and Allan are obviously encountering considerable difficulties in the Storm Forest at this moment, which is why they need the timely assistance of Gavin and Ryan.

Gavin was preparing on the side, but Ryan, who was always thoughtful, followed the contents of the oracle just now and the tasks to be carried out next;

It reminded him of an extremely terrible fact!

That is their powerful Storm God. It is very likely that he encountered unprecedented unknown difficulties and was unable to directly help Alor and the hundreds of students in the Storm Forest who were forced to interrupt their homework.

"The storm is above, can it be said that it was the arrival of the God of Reversal that made all this happen!" Ryan's face was extremely solemn. Because of the words "God of Reversal" mentioned in the oracle just now, This inevitably made Ryan's mind become more active, and he couldn't help but guess.

Not only that, but Ryan inadvertently discovered another situation that shocked him!

A strange thought immediately came to Ryan's mind, and he had an inexplicable guess that he didn't dare to say outright.

That was when he once again looked at the Lord Stormbringer above, the most special symbolic bird on the island;

He vaguely felt that in those three eyes that were full of wisdom and emotion in the past;

Now, it no longer exudes the magical feeling of agility in the past.

Ryan felt that all this was very bizarre. After the storm envoy shone with magical light and gave the power from the storm to the two of them;

This adult looks just like the ordinary lord-level elves in the Storm Forest.

"What on earth is going on?! Why do I feel that the Storm God Envoy has lost the ability to communicate and has degraded? No, has it returned to its original appearance?" Ryan's face became even more expressionless. It became ugly, and he didn't dare to continue staring, so he could only think to himself in horror.

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"Are you ready? We will set off to the Storm Forest to support Alor and Alan. However, I finally know what is happening in that dark place!" Gavin's expression changed. Although he took it seriously, the curiosity that the mystery was about to be revealed and known occupied the peak of his thoughts. He licked his slightly dry lips and said, "Eager to try."

"Gavin, this is a war between gods! You need to be more cautious in your attitude." Looking at Gavin with an inexplicable "excited" expression on his face, Ryan seemed a little unhappy and couldn't help but remind him.

"Storm above, as for the battle between the supreme gods, even if I, Gavin, are interested in knowing about it, I am not capable of it; but I have had enough of watching everything happen silently, but nothing happens. The helpless feeling of not being able to do anything; Ryan, you should relax, our God of Storm is invincible! Look, it’s dark, the ground is shaking, aren’t we standing here properly?” Gavin His face still lacked a sense of solemnity, but was full of drive and energy that Ryan couldn't understand. He still had a carefree attitude and retorted.

"But..." Ryan still wanted to argue, but after thinking about it for a while, he had nothing to say.

Ryan was a little dumbfounded, don't look at Gavin who always looks like a rough guy;

But under certain circumstances, the former leader of the sub-island had a mind that was puzzling and delicate. This was also the source of his extraordinary observation ability at a microscopic level.

"Stop thinking nonsense. Using our abilities to support Alor and the others is indirectly sharing the worries of the supreme gods. It is all we can do!" After Gavin finished speaking, he looked carefully. The "warning line" that was previously crossed by the Storm God.

Then, without any hesitation, he jumped;

Gavin jumped over the "warning line" neatly and finally arrived outside the outside of the Storm Tower.

"Hehe, it seems that the power from the gods has offset the 'unknown and terrible danger' mentioned before!" Gavin scratched his head, feeling the energy ball gradually heating up in his body, and smiled.

"Hey, okay, let's go!" Ryan was convinced by Gavin's words. He secretly felt that this rough guy was right, and said with a "give up" tone.

Gavin believes that, in fact, the two of them just have to do their best at the moment and have a clear conscience;

As for the rest, just trust in their God of Storms.

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Storm Tower, top;

"Ryan is still as sharp as ever..." Lugia silently watched Ryan's inner thoughts with some relief. He felt quite reassured that such a rational thinking person could appear in the tribe.

Ryan's idea is almost correct.

Although Lugia is not directly fighting Dark Giratina, it is understood from Ryan's perspective;

He could understand that Lugia was competing against the God of Reversal, and there was nothing wrong with it.

On the other hand, Lugia gave Ryan and Gavin the power;

In fact, it does not come directly from his body;

At this moment, he is fully activating the power of the law of ocean currents and Dark Lugia in the abyss of the sea, fighting for the ownership of the ocean currents;

Therefore, any form of distraction or distraction by Lugia will make the two opposing forces in perfect balance tip towards a situation that is not conducive to him;

By then, it will be an irreversible defeat.

Therefore, Lugia can only use his "mouth" to convey messages to his loyal slaves;

All the divine power Lugia had given it was transferred to Gavin and Alor to resist the magic sound attack from the God of Reversal.

Of course Lugia knew that the divine power of the storm imparted by the symbolic bird was incomplete;

The two of them are simply not able to greatly enhance their physical strength and speed like Alor.

However, right now, Dark Giratina was enjoying being beaten by Palkia;

The erosion of heterodox beliefs from the reversal is no longer as strong as before.

As for the God of Reversal, he has no time to take care of himself.

Therefore, the remaining storm power from the symbolic bird is more or less enough for the two of them to assist Alor.

At the very least, these two people can handle transportation tasks like A Lan.

"Hopefully, the support of these two people can help Alor to some extent; the Storm Tribe must not lose these students!" Lugia turned his attention to the Storm Forest. The scene in front of him could not help but make his expression become urgent again. He stood up and said to himself in a deep voice.

At this moment, as long as the Phoenix King arrives, the balance of victory will immediately tip to Lugia;

But Lugia still couldn't wait for victory to come automatically, and still asked the two people to go to the Storm Forest.

Its most important reason;

Even where Alor can't take care of it, some mutated students are still killing each other, faithfully fulfilling the oracle from the God of Reversal to let them destroy themselves.

The rescue of the injured students must be carried out without delay!

In contrast, Alor lost his life connection with the elves;

Due to excessive use of the power of the storm runes, his aging rate can be described as "unbelievable".

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Storm Forest;

In the pitch-black forest, A-Lan slowed down his steps, bent down and lowered his center of gravity, sneaking silently;

He stared around, trying to detect any accidents that might happen around him.

Go over there again, to cover up the elves he conquered;

A Lan is always in the only dense forest at the head of the sub-island;

Every night, he trains secretly, and develops bonds and feelings with the elves;

Therefore, Ah Lan's fighting ability and adaptability in the gloomy darkness are basically as comfortable as a fish in water, and he can move freely.

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"I didn't expect that the experience I accumulated every day in the dark forest would be of great help to me at this time!" A Lan looked at his outstanding performance in the forest and sighed at the magic of the command. He couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

However, considering the students who are experiencing numerous changes at this moment;

Those innocent souls are confused and sinking in the dark abyss;

This couldn't help but make Ah Lan's heart immediately become extremely sad and angry.

As someone who was once contaminated and influenced by the demonic sound, he jumped and chose to redeem himself;

Alan knows better than anyone else the terrible price and pain his soul will endure after listening to these strange and evil sounds.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss."

Suddenly, in the silence, no, it should be said, the silence of the forest, as silent as a tomb;

Suddenly, there was a rhythmic sound of rubbing weeds.

"It's Professor Alor!" Allan was delighted and immediately cheered up.

Because the scope of the Storm Forest is too large, and as time goes by, these mutated students have more or less separated from the original large team, wandering aimlessly somewhere in the dense forest;

Therefore, as a lord-level warrior, Alor also formulated a "secret code" with Alan at the right time.

The code is to rub the weed three times quickly and hurriedly, then after a period of time, repeat the previous process.

Alor did this because he discovered that he had rescued all the students previously;

It is simply unrealistic to bring them all to the outside of the Storm Tower.

That’s not to say that Alor, who has the full power of the Storm Rune, can’t do it;

But even though he had the power of the complete storm rune, Alan, whose power was temporarily sealed, couldn't do it.

To be precise, it is because of A-Lan's physical strength that is slightly stronger than that of ordinary people;

Want to move these hundreds, nearly a thousand students, one after another, to the safety of the Storm Tower;

Such a huge workload, let alone a Lan;

Even ten or fifty Alans would be exhausted to death.

Therefore, after Alor learned of the difficulty, he immediately changed his previous plan.

That is, if the students are still in good physical condition, Alor will tie them tightly so that they cannot continue to harm others or themselves.

Among them, only those students who were seriously injured needed to be transported by Alan in time.

After all, sending these students to the Storm Tower is one thing to restore their souls and consciousness. The most important thing is to receive treatment as soon as possible;

Otherwise, if the fatal injury is left untreated and ignored;

Then the outcome is death!

But Alor really didn't want to see any innocent students die unfortunately in this accident.

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Hearing the "coded" contact from Alor, Allan became bolder;

The young man looked around at the dead silence, and then, as if walking on thin ice, he quietly sneaked towards the direction of the signal sound;

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"Professor Alor?" Allan had already walked very close to the source of the sound, leaning against an ancient tree where several people were hugging each other. He made a small voice and confirmed.

After a while;

But what made A-Lan a little confused was that he had obviously waited a little while;

But behind the ancient tree, there was no response!

"Hiss, could it be that I misremembered the password out of desperation? No, that's what Professor Alor told me. It was obviously this!" Allan's head was a little confused, and he couldn't help but ponder and recall the previous events in his heart. details, but facing the still quiet surroundings, he had some self-doubt.

"Professor, Professor Alor, is that you?" Allan calmly retreated a position, looking for a way to retreat if an accident occurred, and at the same time, he confirmed aloud just in case; After raising his voice slightly, he asked again.

But this time, what aroused A Lan's vigilance was that there was still no sound coming from behind the ancient tree;

The dead silence, the eerie silence, can't help but make people think about something bad...

"Hiss, hiss..."

The next moment, behind Ah Lan, who was leaning against the ancient tree, there was another sound that was the same as before;

At this moment, I heard this weird movement that should not have happened at all;

The pupils in Ah Lan's eyes shrank in shock, and the boy with numb scalp immediately evacuated without any hesitation and ran away!

"Damn it! This isn't Professor Alor! My God of Storms, the previous code has obviously been so complicated; how could it be accidentally figured out by those mutated students?" Allan There was disbelief written on his face, and he was thinking in disbelief, deeply lamenting his bad luck.

That was the code for a complicated sound like "hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss".

But Alan really can't figure out what kind of abnormal student he is, how he uses his wisdom and rationality that has long since disappeared, and what posture he uses to create such a coincidence among the weeds. sound;

What's even more unbelievable is that the student with the abnormality actually came twice in succession, both of which happened to correspond to the code;

Everything, taken to the extreme or excessive, is an inexplicable fear.

"The storm is blowing! This is simply too weird, what a coincidence!" As he ran, A Lan was still amazed in his heart and said bitterly without looking back.

But just as A-Lan left quickly, not intending to have a physical conflict with the mutated students;

"Alan..."

A quick and old, weak voice floated slowly through the dead forest;

Finally, it fell into Alan’s ear softly and painlessly;

The powerlessness of this voice made people feel that if A Lan were faster, it would be as if he could barely keep up with the boy's swift pace.

"Wait a minute, where did the old man's voice come from!?" Ah Lan heard the sound, and after confirming that it was not a mutated student, he was secretly surprised and hid in the dense forest, turning around to investigate carefully.

But what happened next was a scene that shocked the young man, and the doubts in his heart became deeper and deeper;

A waning old man with white hair was leaning against the old tree helplessly.

His eyes were almost distorted and cloudy.

And the rhythm and intensity of his breathing became feeble;

It seemed that in the next moment, he stopped breathing completely, and was as weak as a dying person.

"That person..., who is he?!" The strange old man who appeared in front of him made Ah Lan frown, and he couldn't help but tilt his head and ask himself.

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Storm Tower, top of the tower

"Alor, I'm sorry this time..." Lugia slowly closed his eyes. He was no longer looking at his followers of God, and deliberately avoided them with some sadness.

Once upon a time, this brave warrior fought against the Demon Squid King alone. The fearless scene was still in Lugia's mind;

The memory is preserved vividly, even saying;

It will be retained by Lugia forever as he lives forever.

Now, Alor has white hair, dense wrinkles on his skin, and a deathly aura that lingers all over his body like maggots on his tarsal bones!

Lugia was a little frightened when he saw it, and he felt deeply saddened by his destined fate.

Lugia has traveled to the planets and lands of the elven world, so he naturally recognizes them;

This death aura is clearly the last chapter that heralds the end of life, and the preface has officially begun.

According to Lugia's observation, every life that is about to die will be riddled with death energy, without exception.

And as time goes by, when the death energy spreads throughout the body of a living thing and the concentration reaches a peak;

At that time, the god of death will come quietly and take away his soul...

"Hey..." Lugia's face was a little gloomy. He then opened his eyes suddenly and glared at Dark Lugia and Dark Giratina not far away. He hated and disgusted both of them to the extreme.

Lugia is a god, there is no doubt about that;

Crogia is also human, in terms of emotions and consciousness;

He was unable to truly ignore the withering and ups and downs of all life, as well as the separation of life and death in the human world.

Of course, he did not hope that Alor could obtain a near-immortal life. Human birth, old age, illness, and death were the supreme laws of this world and could not be stopped by any existence.

However, Lugia was just extremely sorry.

When Lugia once noticed Alor for the first time, he was a young warrior less than eight years old;

At less than eight years old, Alor's fighting prowess can surpass that of some young warriors!

This kind of terrifying fighting ability and talent is the true fighting genius.

Every warrior at that time believed that in the future Alor would most likely be the youngest island leader in history.

As a result, Lugia naturally witnessed it all.

The young man became famous and had no rivals.

Among the many tribal warriors, Alor is rising like the brightest star, stunning everyone!

But now, the great hero of the tribe, the real warrior, is in the Storm Forest;

Carrying out the final mission and responsibility as a professor...

Lugia has always believed in this regard;

If Alor, a believer in God, could not experience a complete life and die in peace;

So, as a god, Lugia was derelict in his job, even disqualified...

But Lugia is really helpless against the death energy in Alor!

Those are the shackles of death that imprison all life, the energy of death that possesses the power of absolute law!

Unless the god of death - Ifeltar, unless the god of life - Xerneas, unless the god of luck - Ho-oh;

Otherwise, as the God of Storms, what can Lugia do to him?

"Huh!? Wait, King Ho! How could I have forgotten this!" Lugia quickly put away his slightly sad heart and immediately focused on the battle in front of him;

Just when Lugia suddenly thought of Ho-oh, it seemed to confirm his thoughts;

Good luck belonging to the God of Storms has arrived!

A phoenix cry, from a very far distance, is as dazzling as the dawn, and seems to carry the immortal holy fire that burns and dispels all the darkness in the world;

The Phoenix King, who had come not far away for thousands of miles, finally showed up!