Elf: I, the Lord of Ghosts, lead the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts

"Mid-senior, early-senior, late-elite, mid-elite, early-elite...

It shouldn't be a problem for Lao Jian and the others to fight three against five!"

Xia Chan used part of his consciousness to scan the information of the elves in his mind. After knowing the energy levels of these five elves, he felt relieved. He was very confident in the fighting power of the elves.

Then, he said to the Dream Demon above his head through telepathy: "The trainers of these five Pokémon should be nearby, let's go find them!"

"Mmmmm~" (Good~)

The dream demon hummed and nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, the man and the spirit who reached a consensus temporarily left the "main battlefield" where the eight elves were and walked towards the dense bushes that Xia Chan had targeted before.

Wow...

As the summer cicada and the dream demon approached, a rustling sound suddenly occurred in the dense bushes.

Crash! ...

Immediately afterwards, three figures rushed out from the bushes, holding thick wooden sticks made from fallen tree branches and smashing at the summer cicadas.

"I knew you were here!"

When Xia Chan saw this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He gathered strength and exploded with his feet. He nimbly dodged a wooden stick and knocked down the man wielding the stick with his fist.

hum-

At the same time, the dream demon above his head used a small-power telekinesis move, knocking the remaining two people and their wooden sticks to the ground.

In an instant, the three people who were originally aggressive fell to the ground.

"Fuck the spider, come and help me!"

"Lotus Hat Boy, Violent Turtle, come back!"

"Straight Bear, Big-Tailed Raccoon, don't fight, come to my side!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the three people who fell to the ground immediately shouted, trying to call their respective elves back to their side and fight with Xia Chan again.

But at this moment, the five elves including the Trap Spider were being firmly suppressed by the three elves, the Different Colored Sword Scabbard, the Dragon Messiah, and the Dark Tail Fish. They were already showing signs of defeat and could hardly save themselves, let alone escape to help them.

The three people lying on the ground soon discovered this problem and immediately lost their arrogance. They were put into an awkward situation where they didn't know what to do if they got up, but were also very uncomfortable if they didn't get up.

Xia Chan smiled slightly and swept his eyes over the three people who were half lying on the ground.

These are three middle-aged men who look about the same age.

Perhaps because of the tornado, the three of them were now in tattered clothes, and the exposed parts of their bodies had many bloodstains and bruises that had not yet fully recovered, making them look quite miserable.

Seeing the appearance of the three people, Xia Chan subconsciously looked at himself. Although his clothes were a little torn, there were only a few white marks on his body, so he didn't look too miserable.

"Little...little brother! I was wrong! I was bewitched by them, don't hurt me!" Just as Xia Chan glanced at his clothes, the short-haired middle-aged man among the three who was knocked over by Xia Chan's punch shouted in panic.

"You're talking nonsense! It was clearly you who proposed it! Little brother, I'm the one who was bewitched, please let me go!" Hearing what the short-haired man said, the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows among the three immediately retorted and also shouted at Xia Chan.

"Little brother, I am willing to pay some price in exchange for your forgiveness!" The last of the three, the middle-aged "Mediterranean", was the most straightforward. He directly expressed his willingness to make up for his mistakes with material things.

After witnessing the power of Xia Chan and the elves, the fragile alliance between the three collapsed in an instant.

The older they get, the more they resist death. Now they are only middle-aged, which is the prime of their lives, but they haven’t lived enough!

"hehe…"

Hearing what the three said, Xia Chan smiled with disdain.

What was he thinking just now? If he hadn't been careful enough and the elves were not strong enough, he and the elves would have fallen now.

If the roles were reversed, I wonder how arrogant these three people would look.

Bang!

At the same time, a loud bang was heard from the main battlefield where the eight elves were.

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