Pokémon Dream Walker

The lamp ghost came over and sucked the air above Mr. Bai's body. The purple fire in the lampshade suddenly became strong, and it seemed that some invisible things were sucked into the lamp to serve as fuel.

That is the soul!

Mr. Bai is completely dead this time, and there is no possibility of him crawling out of the spirit world and committing suicide.

Shang He threw the document bag on Mr. Bai's body.

It contains the new identity that Mr. Bai prepared for himself, and the rest is some properties that are difficult for him to take over. Among them, those property certificates that are easy to be taken over have been taken away by him long ago.

The original owner died because Mr. Bai coveted the courtyard, and now Mr. Bai's property has been occupied by him after his death.

The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unhappy.

This is a very good ending. I hope the original owner, the spirit in heaven, will be satisfied!

[Task completion progress:

Eight bosses: 4/8

Five Poisons: 2/3

Leader: 0/1

Mr. Bai: 1/1]

Shang He whispered softly: "There is still one William Mox..."

The remaining Five Poisons and their leaders are all outside Feiyun City, most likely in the Ross Mountain area.

Just leave it to senior brother Lian Wu to handle it.

He was a little disinterested, and he couldn't arouse any interest in going to the mountains to target them.

As for William Meaux...

He was away from Feiyun City on business these days. Mr. Bai knew a few of his hiding places, but with a little thought, he knew that not all of them were there.

Shang He told Mr. Ando all the hiding places and asked him to find a way to ambush the leader William.

William was a pure elf trainer. Shang He knew his own limitations and did not stop William's idea of ​​​​death on his own.

In terms of strength on paper alone, and in a formal duel similar to competitive sports, it would be very difficult for him to defeat a Five Poisons crowd.

The recent big kills are all due to the irregular wild fighting.

There are no rules in wild fighting, and the strength displayed is affected by many factors. As long as you make full use of many favorable conditions, it is not difficult to fight beyond the level.

This is the charm of Elf Battle!

It is also an area in which many protagonists and villains are good at in the world view of "Special Edition".

Of course, if you put these guys in the ring, they will be equally powerful.

But he is different.

Once he enters the formal arena, he will wither away, leaving only the scabbard and the ghost of light to take out.

The average strength of the team is 40±, can it barely be considered an elite monster among trainers?

wrong!

At the very least, you have to reach the league competition to be considered an elite monster, right?

You know, the BOSS that spawns in the [Strange Scenery] in the dream world every day must have a strength of level 50+ before it will explode with special strength light groups.

But the probability of an elf with this kind of strength is very low. So far, he has only seen Commander Cleaver and Maliluri.

The former couldn't be beaten, and the single scabbard was hammered after trying it all night.

The latter was surrounded and destroyed by our own side, but three good items were revealed. Now there is still [Freezing Fist] that has not been used.

The topic is brought back.

The revenge mission is estimated to be 90% complete. Next, it’s time to enjoy the beauty of the elf world and carefully cultivate a team of elves to compete in the league competition.

It took about six or seven years for Chihong to reach the level of a championship champion at the age of 16.

My theoretical literacy is good, and with the help of the dream world, logically speaking, it shouldn't be much worse than Chi Hong, right?

By the way, we also need to take into account the factors of Chihong's injuries. His hands were almost disabled and he spent many years recuperating in Baiyinshan Hot Spring.

This time may be greatly shortened.

La woo!

The light ghost groaned to wake up Shang He, and the candlelight spirits that absorbed the flames lined up in front of him.

Shang He nodded lightly, leaving two candlelight spirits and collecting the others into the ball.

"Indeed, it's time for us to leave!"

Two candlelight spirits jumped onto his shoulders and automatically extinguished the purple candle above his head.

Shang He glanced around the messy room, and his eyes paused on the two-headed tyrannosaurus. In the end, he couldn't resist the temptation to pick up the elf ball and put it away.

Is this kind of quasi-god who has been trained to be half useless still worthy of being subdued?

But no matter how miserable the two-headed tyrannosaurus is, its scarcity is unquestionable, and it is worth saving whenever there is a possibility of correction.

As Shang He moved, the dark shadow swallowed him up, achieving the purpose of sneaking.

Shadow of the Night!

The ghosts are all experts at controlling shadows. Under the training of Shang He, the candlelight spirits have already reached the level of proficiency in the development of shadow moves.

……

It is estimated that Shang He had just walked downstairs when two trainers riding flying pets broke through the window and entered.

After roughly scanning the situation in the room, the two looked at each other with solemn expressions.

"What a terrifying explosion power! There must be fire elves involved in the battle, and they also have [fire] properties. The crime scene was processed so that the fire did not spread."

"Agree! The victim was pressed under the sofa with the document bag covering his face..."

"Don't move. We are not professionals after all. Let's wait for the police to come and deal with it."

As he spoke, the man pressed the intercom hanging on his shoulder.

"Chief Hunter, there was a fight on the ninth floor of Building B on Doudouge Road. A trainer died in the fight. The criminals have escaped. Please dispatch police to help seal the scene!"

"Hunter got it! Hammock? Hammock? Got it, please reply!"

……

When the police mobilized personnel to arrive, Ando Kazuo had already led people to trace the secret passage here.

The elevator went up slowly.

The sound of the zipline was very abrupt, and the two trainers looked at each other, warily staring at the badly damaged elevator door.

A white light blade flew out the iron door, and the nanny bug jumped into the room from the car.

"Master Ando?"

"Mr. Ando?"

The two trainers exclaimed in surprise, wondering why the gym leader and others appeared in the elevator.

Kazuo Ando nodded to them, but did not explain anything to them. He glanced around the messy room, and finally landed on the unlucky guy who was pressed by the sofa. He stepped out of the elevator car and sighed with regret.

"This person should be Mr. Bai - Barack Alvin. After all the agencies, he did not escape punishment in the end. Someone ambushed here in advance and killed him... Although it is generally a bit anticlimactic, our action goal is barely completed. Wait. Once the mess is cleared up, we can close the team. From the day the sun rises today, the Poison Gang will be a thing of the past, and we in Feiyun City will have a long and stable time!"

Such words express Ando Kazuo's intention to conclude this matter.

Arti stared at Ando Kazuo's back, his eyes flickering.

In the end, he couldn't help but said: "Is there any other possibility... Mr. Bai's accomplices are here to deal with the troubles and choose to throw Mr. Bai out as an abandoned son; or in other words, this person is not Mr. Bai at all, but he is ready The real Mr. Bai faked his death and escaped?"

Tonight's actions were so weird that Arti couldn't help but question Kazuo Ando, ​​who had an incomprehensible attitude.

The old man turned around, met Atti's burning gaze, and slightly narrowed his cloudy old eyes.

"Oh? Is that so? These two possibilities cannot be ruled out."

"Let's do this... Since Feiyun City will be handed over to you in the future, you will be responsible for the follow-up investigation of this matter. I am looking forward to seeing your abilities come into play, and I hope you can bring me some surprises. "

"As for me?"

"You can't accept old age! For me, staying up late is like lighting a candle. Every drop of wax that trickles down is my remaining vitality. Old man, I have to go back to rest. There are still a few days to go. When it comes to power transfer, I don’t want to be exhausted during my term and have to bother the alliance to hold a memorial service for me.”

Mr. Ando whispered softly, stooped and stepped out of the room. It seemed that he really didn't intend to care about the rest of the matter.

The two prisoners were confused.

The police officers who followed and the civilian trainers who were seconded looked at each other.

Yadi frowned slightly and watched the rickety figure walking away.

……

Shang He did not go home, but came to the "Qingai Traditional Chinese Medicine Store" in the North District.

He likes this underground research institute very much, maybe because he has done too many illegal things recently, and he feels an inexplicable sense of security when he is huddled underground.

Bulta had already woken up, and Shang He was too lazy to talk to him, letting the single sword scabbard knock him out again.

Borrow the medicine from Bulta's house to heal the wounds of the Single Scabbard and Candlelight Spirits, and finally light four Life Candles on them in the laboratory to replenish their consumption.

The performance of these little guys is very impressive and should be rewarded!

I also gave the two-headed tyrannosaurus a brief treatment. Considering their violent character, I didn't dare to leave them outside to recuperate and put them back in the elf ball.

After taking care of the trivial matters, Shang He could no longer suppress his inner emotions and couldn't wait to close his eyes and fall asleep into the dream world.

Just when Barack died, Shang He clearly felt the obsession in his heart dissipate.

It is the obsession that represents revenge.

Indeed, the instigator is dead, and Miyamoto Kamiga's resentment should dissipate.

Shang He was more concerned about the changes in the dream world than the dissipation of his obsession. It was time to verify his previous speculation.

——Did the resentment of the original owner block some of his abilities? 【Note 1】

After logging into the dream world, the scene in front of him gave Shang He the answer.

There is indeed an impact!

It was still the familiar sight.

Slightly raised low hills are surrounded by lush grass carpets, with only a piece of vacant farmland standing out.

A majestic mansion stands nearby. Although the interior is brightly lit, there is always a sense of gloominess.

There are thousands of danxias and thousands of layers of red brocade in the flower field, so gorgeous.

The surrounding fog enveloped the scenery.

Everything seemed to be unchanged, but Shang He knew that there was a change, and it was very noticeable.

It’s the dream tree on the low hill!

The towering giant tree stretches straight into the sky, its canopy stretched to the limit, and dreamy light clusters like stars hang between the branches. Purple vines as thick as a water tank hang down...

Although the vines are extremely thick, they are nothing compared to the entire Dream Tree. They are probably like the difference between a cow and cow hair.

Shang He almost thought this was the mythical World Tree.

He couldn't help but guess: "The radiation range of the dream tree was limited before. Does it mean that the dreams of the entire elf world will appear on the tree now?"

[Note 1]: Shang He's hanging is too big, and it will look very bloated when fully unfolded. Put some unimportant abilities at the back and unfold them slowly.