Elves in the World: Reject Arceus at the Beginning

"Lin Zimo, what's going on? Who is the Cao Yu you are talking about?" Mo Qiu looked at Lin Zimo seriously, clenching his fists, ready to order Dragonite to take action at any time.

Lin Zimo laughed contemptuously, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

He glanced at Mo Qiu, then turned his gaze to Dragonite beside Mo Qiu, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and replied indifferently: "It's very simple. I am the boss of the Dream Fu Organization on the surface, but the person who actually controls this organization is Cao Yu. As for who Cao Yu is, I think you will know if you go back and check it out."

Mo Qiu frowned and looked at Lin Zimo in confusion. He seemed a little bit unbelievable, or perhaps he couldn't accept such a fact.

"What do you mean? Are you saying that there is another leader behind the 'Dream Fu Organization'? And you are just a puppet pushed to the front?" There was a hint of surprise in Mo Qiu's voice.

Lin Zimo nodded gently, indicating his agreement with Mo Qiu's statement. There was no expression on his face, as if all this had nothing to do with him. However, his heart was full of helplessness and unwillingness.

"Then why did you agree to become the leader in public? Weren't you cursing him just now?" Mo Qiu continued to ask, trying to get more information from Lin Zimo.

Lin Zimo took a deep breath, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Haha, how could I voluntarily do such a thing! It's all because that bastard Cao Yu deceived me! He used all kinds of sweet words to confuse my mind, making me mistakenly believe that I could do what I wanted. In the end, I found out that I was just a tool being used!"

After hearing this, Mo Qiu felt a little sympathy. He looked at Lin Zimo and felt the pain and helplessness in his heart. But at the same time, he also realized that there was a bigger conspiracy and danger behind this matter.

"That bastard used the Lost Coffin to amplify my negative emotions, causing me to join their 'Dream Restoration Organization', and finally asked me to help them find other rare elves." Lin Zimo said gritting his teeth, his eyes flashing with anger and regret.

Hearing Lin Zimo's words, Mo Qiu fell into deep thought again. He realized that things were far from as simple as they seemed. This so-called "Dream Fuming Organization" seemed to be hiding a deeper conspiracy. And Cao Yu, whom Lin Zimo mentioned, became a key figure.

Mo Qiu frowned and said thoughtfully: "So, Cao Yu is the source of everything and the real leader of the 'Dream Fuming Organization.'" His eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if he wanted to see through Lin Zimo to the truth of the whole incident.

However, what shocked Mo Qiu the most was that Lin Zimo actually claimed that the lost coffin that had fainted over there was not his elf, but belonged to Cao Yu.

"Are you saying that the Lost Coffin is not your elf? It belongs to that Cao Yu?" Mo Qiu widened his eyes and asked in disbelief.

When Lin Zimo heard Mo Qiu's question, his eyes suddenly became cold and ruthless. He turned his head to look at the Lost Coffin who had fainted in the distance, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he gave the order to the Cross Bat: "Cross Bat, Air Blade, kill it."

After receiving the command, the Crossbat spread its wings, with sharp air currents flashing on its wings. It let out a sharp cry, and then quickly released a powerful air blade skill.

The wind blades were as sharp as knives, slashing towards the Lost Coffin at an astonishing speed. The moment the wind blades came into contact with the Lost Coffin, a sharp cutting sound was heard. The body of the Lost Coffin was chopped into pieces by the wind blades, and the fragments flew everywhere.

"You!" Mo Qiu looked at Lin Zimo in surprise when he saw this scene. He didn't expect Lin Zimo to give such an order so decisively and kill the Lost Coffin without mercy.

Lin Zimo's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it. His voice was filled with a hint of determination and resolution: "Now you know whether it is my elf or not!"

Lin Zimo suddenly laughed, but that smile was full of bitterness and self-mockery. He continued: "I never thought that I would always live with my enemy, hahahaha..." The laughter echoed in the air, making people feel sad.

Then, Lin Zimo's eyes became cold and firm, and he said: "Cao Yu is a more ruthless person than me. I now realize that my previous thoughts were too naive. Mo Qiu, I don't have the ability to deal with him, so I leave him to you. It seems that only you can stop him." After speaking, Lin Zimo turned his head to look at the Cross-Bat, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, but more of determination.

Lin Zimo took out all the Poké Balls he had and held them tightly in his hands.

"Lin Zimo, what do you want to do? Do you still want to resist now that it has come to this?" Mo Qiu looked at him vigilantly, ready to command Dragonite to attack at any time.

Lin Zimo looked at Mo Qiu deeply, and then continued his actions. He summoned all his Pokémons, lined them up neatly, and then gently placed a few Poké Balls beside them.

Just when Mo Qiu thought that Lin Zimo was going to command these elves to fight back, he suddenly said: "Mo Qiu, these elves are my companions. They have accompanied me through many difficult years. I hope you can treat them well."

Mo Qiu was stunned. She didn't expect Lin Zimo to say such a thing. For a moment, she didn't know how to respond.

However, at this moment, Lin Zimo made an unexpected move - Lin Zimo suddenly ordered his elves to scatter, and took out a micro bomb and placed it next to himself.

"Mo Qiu, I'm sorry for what I've done, but I don't regret it. It's just that my method was wrong. I originally wanted to revive my parents by creating active cells."

"But who knows? My parents had actually been killed by the Lost Coffin a long time ago, and I naively thought that I had successfully subdued it. In the end, all this was just a dream after being cursed by the Lost Coffin."

"Now I realize that the Lost Coffin was just a tool that bastard Cao Yu placed beside me to maintain my resentment and negative emotions."

"Mo Qiu, the building behind you holds Articuno, one of the three sacred birds. You can try to rescue it, provided that you are not afraid that it will attack you after it comes out."

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say. I'm going to go find my parents. After all, I owe them too much..."

After Lin Zimo finished his last sentence, he activated the bomb without hesitation.

Mo Qiu did not stop him. Although he was aroused by the negative emotions of the Lost Coffin, he actually had similar thoughts deep in his heart, otherwise the Lost Coffin would not have been able to bewitch him so easily.

What's more, he has committed too many unforgivable crimes, and this kind of death may be a relief for him.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, a small mushroom cloud rose into the sky.