Pokemon Dawn

Welcome!After waiting for about half an hour, the ghost father-in-law, also wearing a robe, finally arrived. The nearly 70-year-old man was as naughty and eccentric as the ghost mother-in-law. He waved the crutch in his hand and complained that he had failed to scare the guests in the tower.

After getting the phantom lens, Xiaoye said goodbye to the two lively old tower guards and walked to the upper floor of the tower.

The Elf Tower is not only a Pokémon cemetery, but also a gathering place for ghost Pokémon. Most of the Pokémon in the tower like to play pranks, and it is said that many trainers were frightened and ran away crying.

Of course, it is still unknown whether it was frightened by the ghost-type Pokémon or the two tower keepers.

As we climbed to the second floor, the cold air hit our faces. Perhaps because too many ghost-type Pokémon gather here, the temperature in the Elf Tower is around zero all year round, even if it is a hot summer outside.

Xiao Ye zipped up her sportswear jacket for the first time in a long time.Even in stores that are friendly to trainers and offer discounted prices, the autumn clothes sold are much more expensive than summer clothes. Xiaoye, who is still in debt, does not dare to waste money casually, so she has to rely on her integrity to resist the cold.

Rows of dark gray tombstones are neatly arranged in the hall.Whether it was an illusion or not, each stone tablet had a faint chill, making the already cold atmosphere in the hall even more stagnant.

With the faint light from the small window, Xiaoye leaned over and read the words on the tombstone next to her.

There are portraits of Pokémon carved on the cold rock, and the race, trainer's name and date of death are simply marked under the pattern. There is also a statue of a trainer next to the stone monument...?

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Raising her head, Xiaoye suddenly saw a half-real, half-real figure in white standing vaguely in front of the tombstone, giving her a creepy smile.

"Qiu!!" Pichu fell off Xiaoye's shoulders again.

"..." Xiaoye silently put on the phantom lens. What was reflected in the lens was indeed a ghost with a smirk.

Throwing the Pokmon Ball casually, "Wood Shou Palace, Magic Leaf Slash."

Mu Shou Gong was not frightened by the ghost at all, and the glowing green leaves flew out one after another. The white figure suddenly turned into a purple-black ghost Pokémon and ran away screaming.

"Eh? So it's not Ghost Qiu?" Pichu blinked in confusion, and suddenly changed into an angry expression, "Asshole, how dare you scare me Qiu!"

Mu Shou Gong glanced at Pi Qiu coolly, his eyes full of calm contempt.

Continuing to wander in the tower, Xiao Ye did not take Mu Shou Gong back. Her waveguide power is a fighting-type energy and is ineffective against ghost-type Pokémon. If something unexpected happens...it's probably impossible to count on Pichu.

Xiaoye walked patiently in front of each tombstone, but did not instruct Mu Shou Gong to take the initiative to attack.This is the resting place of the deceased and is not suitable for making too much noise.

Mu Shou Palace also seemed to understand the meaning of these tombstones. Instead of his usual bellicose appearance, he quietly followed Xiaoye, focusing his gaze on the Pokémon portraits on the tombstones from time to time.

The ghost-type Pokémon here don't feel that the cemetery needs to be quiet at all - fortunately, they are not very aggressive. Most of them just approach with a mischievous mentality, and they run away after being frightened by the light of the Magic Leaf Slash.

"Wha, what's that sound?!" Hearing faint sobbing coming from the distance, Pichu trembled and quickly leaned against Xiaoye's neck.

Xiaoye glanced around the corner following the sound, lowered her eyes, and touched Pichu's head, "It's okay."

The person sobbing was a human girl, and the power of the waveguide clearly fed back this information. The person who would cry in front of the tombstone must be the trainer of the dead Pokémon.

Although there are a few trainers who come to visit every day, this is the Elf Tower, the cemetery of Pokémon, and it is by no means a scenic spot that can bring laughter. There are also many trainers who come here for the purpose of paying homage to their dead comrades.

Not sure whether he was affected by the sad and depressing atmosphere in the tower, Pichu gradually lowered his ears and lay on Xiaoye's shoulder without saying a word.

As we reached the third floor, a light mist began to fill the tower. In the hazy moment, someone could be seen standing motionless in the fog, and many ghost-type Pokémon surprisingly did not approach them at all.

Those are superpowers who practice in the Elf Tower, and most of them are prayer masters.

The prayer master can discern the shape of the soul through superpowers and pray for it, so that the soul wandering in the world can become a Buddha as soon as possible. Their superpowers aren't usually overtly offensive, but are essential for a graveyard like Elf Tower.

The soul power contained in the cemetery is powerful, which has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort for the practice of superpowers - only they with extraordinary spiritual power can stay in this tower for a long time.

It is said that the resentment after the death of Pokémon will accumulate in the Pokémon Tower. Although it has no effect on ghost-type Pokémon, it can affect human minds and emotions, causing fear, anxiety and other negative emotions.

The term "grievance" sounds vague and illusory, but regardless of whether it is the reason for the so-called resentment, ordinary people cannot stay above the second floor of the Elf Tower for a long time. The hospital in Ziyuan Town has treated trainers who were unconscious after lingering in the tower for too long more than once. The official account of Ziyuan Town on the gt forum also posted a message stating that it is not recommended for trainers to stay in the elf tower for more than one day.

Although she had just entered the room not long ago, Xiaoye had already felt a subtle but cold sense of oppression in the air. Fortunately, the area of ​​the Elf Tower is not too big, and Xiaoye does not want to look at the tombstones one by one. It will not take much time to just climb to the top of the tower and return.

"Moving at high speed, absorbing billions of tons."

Mu Shou Gong's body flashed, avoiding the flying black sphere, and the green beam of light shrouded the opposite Casey from top to bottom, absorbing all its physical strength.

The superpowers who practice here sometimes challenge the trainers who pass by to hone their own strength. The Elf Tower even set up a simple battle arena in the center of each floor.

The girl in front of her looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old. She was holding a mahogany staff and wearing a white robe unique to the prayer master. She took Casey back into the Pokmon ball.

"Thank you for your advice." The young prayer teacher bowed respectfully, then suddenly approached Xiaoye and waved the peach wood staff in her hand, "Do you want to go to the top of this tower?"

"Yes." Xiaoye nodded.

The young prayer master pondered for a moment, "To be honest, I noticed that there is an ominous atmosphere in the tower today, and its source is the seventh floor of this spiritual tower."

"Ominous breath?" Xiaoye was startled. Even Pichu, who had been wandering in a daze, came back to his senses, blinked, and looked at the praying master in white with some confusion.

"I won't stop you from moving forward, but please be careful when entering the seventh floor." The girl prayer master did not respond to Xiao Ye's question, and tapped Xiao Ye's head three times with a peach wood staff that glowed with pale white light, "I hope You can come back safely."

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small theater:

Pichu: (angry) Bastard, how dare you scare me, Pichu!

Mu Shou Gong: (Contempt) Coward.

Pichu: (exploding) I am not a coward! I'm not afraid of ghosts or anything like that!

Mu Shou Gong: Look behind you.

Pichu (shaking): You, don’t scare me... (turn around)

Ghosts disguised as human souls: Jie Jie Jie Jie...

Pichu: (horrified) Pichu? ! ! ! (Falling headlong) See more! Prestige official account: hhxs665