Pokémon Dream Walker

The fog dissipated.

After the tree hills and farmland, Shang He's area of ​​activity in the dream world has finally expanded.

The outline of the villa is completely clear, it is a magnificent two-story mansion.

The red-tiled roof is arched and has an attached attic.

There are a few vines climbing on the walls. Although the decoration style is elegant, it seems to Shang He to be more gloomy.

In addition, there is no sunlight in the dream world, making it look like a haunted house.

"This building... isn't it an old mansion?"

Shang He looked more and more familiar, and finally patted his forehead, completely sure of his guess.

At the same time, another bold guess was made.

"Because the scabbard appeared here, the ancient mansion related to it appeared?"

YoYo?

Looking at the innocent look in the scabbard's eyes, Shang He flipped the ribbon with his palm to appease it.

"Go, go in and see!"

There are dim lights inside the mansion. If it were darker and the mansion was located deep in the forest, it would have a strange atmosphere.

Push the door in.

The sound of breaking wind came, and a black shadow came towards the face.

The single scabbard has been flying in front, and when attacked, it reacted quickly and immediately responded with its shadow.

Shadow attack!

Make moves first, and there is no need to question the speed of launch.

A ghostly claw poked out from the shadow behind Shang He, and swatted away the black shadow with its teeth and claws, and then knocked away the sneak attacker without seeing it.

Yami!

Shang He followed the sound and saw a short dwarf with a look of surprise on his face.

Are there elves in the dream world?

Well, he actually didn't know if there should be other elves here, after all, this was not in the game.

The soul's eyes were full of rage, and he roared and got up, attacking the intruder.

"Subdue it first, don't kill it!"

YoYo!

The seductive eye moved his hand downwards, and a foot-long blade emerged from the sharp claws, which was completely made of ghost energy.

This is it, Shadow Claw!

The sharp intention is coming towards the face, and it has the potential to destroy everything!

Clang!

The sword blade is unsheathed, with jade light attached to it.

Even cut!

A sword cut out.

The purple claw shattered.

The jade light is dim.

The single scabbard actually competed with it.

The two elves stepped back, glaring at each other in disbelief, and clashed with each other again.

It's still a series of slashes and shadow claws.

But this time the jade light on the spine of the single scabbard was strong, and the sharp aura almost cut a knife edge on Guhunyan's body through the air.

Open the bow without turning back the arrow!

Juhunyan could only bite the bullet and attack, unable to block the huge slash, and almost left his body with his hands.

Red blood drops splashed into the sky, and the dwarf's figure flew backwards.

The scabbard of the single sword was not forgiving at all, and the jade light on the sword's spine was dazzling, and he was about to swing out an unstoppable third slash.

"stop!"

Fortunately, Shang He stopped him in time, so he didn't see the insect type's ultimate move to split the Soul-Educing Eye in half.

"Change, sneak attack on key points!"

Yo!

The jade light on the sword spine disappeared.

The scabbard of the single sword gave up the two stacked layers of reinforcement, and the sword body was wrapped in gloomy light, slashing along the flaws around the body of the enchanting eye.

Yami!

The seductive eye screamed sharply, and the ruby ​​on its chest lit up as it flew upside down, shooting out a dazzling beam of light.

But he was split in half by a sword.

The single scabbard struck fiercely on the chest and abdomen of the single scabbard, causing it to explode like a balloon.

Shang He was stunned.

The single scabbard was also stunned.

The little guy turned to look at Shang He, his single eye full of confusion and grievance, and the blue ribbon spread out his hands helplessly.

Who knows, something strange happened again.

After the Soul Eye exploded, the remaining energy appeared and poured into the single sword sheath's body.

"Single scabbard?"

YoYo…

The scabbard of the single sword made a soothing cry, then closed its eyes to sense it, and the sword trembled slightly.

After a while, it came over excitedly and told about the harvest.

Holding the hilt of the sword, the minds are connected.

Shang He was also surprised by its harvest. The energy actually helped it increase its spiritual power, like experience points in the game.

"Quick, look for the unlucky guy again, let's level up tonight!"

Shang He was very excited.

Who doesn’t love taking shortcuts?It is certainly a good thing to improve your strength.

The two masters and pets searched the villa, but unfortunately they never saw the second elf, and they couldn't go to the second floor.

There is an energy barrier at the entrance of the stairs, and even the third slash cannot break it.

Also.

The Jade of Release cannot be used here, and there is no explanation from the dream world. I am afraid that I need to explore it myself.

The interior of the Western-style mansion is elegantly decorated and full of cultural heritage.

There was a roaring fire in the fireplace, and the unburnt wood made a beeping sound.

A large white-glazed porcelain vase is placed on each side of the fireplace. A brown leather sofa is placed diagonally in front of it. Photos of the exterior of the villa are hung on the wall opposite the sofa.

Shang He was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, thinking. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a single sword scabbard near the fireplace, and was very interested in the flames inside.

"You should be afraid of fire, right?"

Shang He was shocked.

"You don't want to jump in to practice fire resistance, do you? This is not a mess!"

The single scabbard tried his best to roll his eyes with his single eye.

After communicating, Shang He learned about his discovery. There was another mystery to the flames in the fireplace.

The flame seemed to be the fire of the spiritual world.

It releases breath when burning, transforming the indoor environment into more like the spiritual world, which is of great benefit to the single scabbard for exercising spiritual power.

Without the real dream, Shang He didn't know whether the gains from practicing in the foreign mansion could be taken to the outside world.

But he might as well promise to bring the scabbard here every night.

……

Training your spiritual power is for the future. Once you evolve into a Shield Sword Monster, you will be able to experience the sense of dominance that powerful spiritual power brings.

Control people and elves, control entire towns, and even control cities...

This is no nonsense.

It was precisely after understanding the ghost sword of the Carlos villain that Shang He understood its potential and kept an eye on its spiritual power.

Although, in the eyes of many people, this is an inconspicuous auxiliary ability similar to telekinesis.

The Single Scabbard is still far away from the stage of the Shield Sword Monster.

At this stage, the battle mainly relies on chopping power and exquisite swordsmanship skills.

Shang He had already prepared targeted training.

Back under the tree of dreams, Shang He summoned a real dream, which was blank, waiting for him to fill in the content.

"8mx8m fighting ring!"

"Create a 'me', inherit my swordsmanship skills, and give 'me' the physical qualities of a dreamer."

"Huh? What else..."

"By the way, put a bunch of chaotic spirit iron rings in the corner, and the single sword scabbard can adjust the weight by itself!"

A training dream is ready.

The improvement you get inside will be faithfully fed back to the outside body. It can be said that you can become stronger even while sleeping!

"Want a release jade to activate the dream?"

"I am a DIY game scene. If you want to go in and try it out, do you still need to pay?"

"It's chilling!"

No matter how much you protest, the rules of the dream world remain unchanged.

Shang He pinched his nose and recognized it, threw in a jade of release, and let the single scabbard enter the dreamland and fencing with himself.

Then, another real dream was summoned.

"We must find a way to help Du Scabbard master the holy sword..."

That's right.

The single scabbard has not mastered the holy sword yet, but only grasped a clue from the collision this morning.

When you can realize it, it all depends on your talent and luck...

After all, it was the famous skill of the "Three Holy Swords", and Keldeo, his only disciple, struggled to master it.

Throughout the elf world, there are only a handful of people who can understand this trick.

So far, among all the elves known in the world, only eight kinds of elves can master the holy sword.

Among them, six are mythical beasts.

Steel sheep, grass deer, rock bull, rainbow pony, paper man, sword dog

Then there are the single-scabbard and double-scabbard clans. If they are strong enough, they will definitely be able to understand it, but if they evolve in advance, they will miss it.

Finally, there is the water otter clan. Unless they are bred with ulterior motives, there will be no water otters who can master the holy sword.

Shang He has God's perspective and knows how to cultivate.

And if the breeders in this world had not met the conditions by coincidence, it would have been impossible for them to know this secret.

First, find a Tutu dog to sketch the Holy Sword;

Secondly, find a female water otter/double-edged pill/big sword ghost;

Finally, lay the eggs!

Big Sword Demon: A pony drives a big car?

Tutu Dog: Old cow eats young grass?

The eight kinds of elves do not include Tutu Dog. It can be stolen by sketching and many rare moves can be learned.

Just a superficial appearance, no soul.

Shang He created the "Three Holy Swords" in a real dream based on his past life memories, and then allowed the dream to evolve on its own before discovering the problem.

His "Three Holy Swords" are paper tigers.

Formless.

God does not exist.

Even if the strength is artificially adjusted and pressure is applied to the scabbard of the single sword, what is struck is not a true holy sword and cannot provide inspiration.

In addition, he has never seen the ferocious power of the "Three Holy Swords" in reality.

Just like a painter who has never seen a tiger, the tiger he draws by guessing and copying will never be able to express his true feelings.

"Troublesome..."

Muttering to himself, Shang He suddenly froze, thinking of something important, with ecstasy on his face.

"No, I have seen the Holy Sword, just today!"

He readjusted the real dream in his hand, no longer pursuing the Holy Swordsman to reveal his figure, and only printed out the encounter in his memory in the morning.

Raging wind!

Strong will!

A figure that cannot be captured!

A slash that cuts off everything!

After the rubbing was completed, allowing the dream to evolve freely, Shang He took a few glances and smiled on his face.

feasible!

The cost of entering this dreamland is more expensive, and you need two jade of release to experience the feeling of being chopped down by a grass deer.

"If I witness the fighting of legendary elves and show it in my dream, let the elves under me fight them."

"How many jade of release does it cost to enter this kind of dream?"

"A dozen? Dozens? Hundreds?"

……

The alarm bell rang and it was dark outside, but Shang He got up unnaturally.

The single scabbard also slowly woke up.

At this moment, it is one o'clock in the morning.

"Schubert should have left something behind. It has been more than two years. I don't know if anyone has taken it away."

The crescent moon hangs high and there are few morning stars.

Shang He carried a single scabbard on his back, walked as much as possible in the shadows of the street, and rushed towards the northeastern part of the city.