My Pokemon Aren’t Quite Right

"Can this picture scroll be placed with me?"

Lu Cheng pondered, "I think I already have some guesses about what you said about Amaterasu."

Qiu He excitedly said: "Of course, Lord Divine Envoy!"

"Also." Lu Cheng frowned, "What exactly do you mean by the divine envoy." "Or, what do you want me to help you with?"

"No." Qiu He shook his head and said, "It is quite lucky to be able to find the descendants of the gods after ten thousand years."

"If there really is one, I just hope that God Envoy, you can guarantee your own safety!" Qiu He said solemnly: "It is said that there are extremely vicious elves in this spiritual world, and they have experienced millions of years. But it never died."

"Back then, Lord Amaterasu and Lord Yuedu paid the price of their lives to seal this elf in the spiritual world."

"We came to the spiritual world this time, nominally for training, but in fact we were checking the seal of the spiritual world, but we never expected to have unexpected joy."

Spirits in the spirit world?

Lu Cheng's expression became strange. The ghost knows whether it is Giratina, Darkrai, or some weird mythical beast.

But no matter which one it is, he can't afford to offend him now!

Lu Cheng nodded to Qiu He and said seriously, "Thank you, Miss Qiu He."

Qiu He's face suddenly became a crimson, and he said softly in a voice as thin as a mosquito's chirping: "Master God, just call me Crane."

Lu Cheng coughed awkwardly.

There is still a faint hatchet of senior sister behind him, he dare not act rashly.

After Qiu He said goodbye, Lu Cheng looked at the picture scroll on the table and began to think carefully about the evolution of the Nine Tails' bond.

What is certain is that the bond form of the nine tails is definitely different from the one on this scroll, and it is unique.

Just what should the nine tails take as the main direction of its bond evolution?

After thinking for a long time, Lu Cheng had no idea, so he had no choice but to put away the scroll first.

Before the night was dark, Lu Cheng went to the stall where the hand was cut off.

To Lu Cheng's expectations, he also met an old acquaintance on the way.

"Take three bottles of fully reconstituted medicine, a dark ball!"

Jiang Xun shouted towards the counter, and then lined up nine Poke Balls.

Broke his hand and clicked the Poke Ball, smacking his mouth and said, "Little brother, you don't have enough points."

Jiang Xun's face turned red.

This is the first time he has encountered such an embarrassing situation.

"I don't want it anymore." Jiang Xun sighed and was about to retrieve the Poke Ball, but was caught by both hands.

"How many points are left, I paid for him." Lu Cheng smiled and handed out the points card.

Broken hand whistled and took the card, only to see Jiang Xun angrily saying, "What are you doing!?"

"Help an old friend." Lu Cheng smiled, "In case you die here, King Jiang Tianwang will have to tear it down."

Jiang Xun's face was ashen, but he still took the thing handed over by the broken hand, and after a while he said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Looking at the back of Jiang Xun's departure, he broke his hand and said, "You won't, it's really the same as the rumors say..."

Lu Cheng glared at the broken hand, and suddenly said in a low voice, "Have you heard about the legendary elves in the spiritual world?"

The face of the severed hand changed.

"Why are you asking this?"

"200 points." Lu Cheng's eyes narrowed.

"It's not about points or not..."

"500 points!"

"Have you heard the legend of the Nightmare God?"

He swiped the card with extremely skillful movements, and cut off his hand and said solemnly, "About the nightmare spirits that appear every few years in the spiritual world!"

Lu Cheng had already guessed what the elf was.

When he heard that it was not Giratina, he let out a long sigh of relief.

However, the next moment, his expression became solemn.

Don't take phantom beasts as gods!

After all, it is also the configuration of the first generation of gods and beasts!

"I haven't heard of it, what's wrong?"

"The ghost energy in the spiritual world is actually quite unstable." Broken Hand said with a grim expression, "There are constantly changing entrances, and there are even strange energy tides."

"And whenever the tide of energy appears, the legendary elves will come, and use the spiritual world as the place where they breed their offspring."

Lu Cheng's eyes moved.

"Descendants of divine beasts?"

"Do you think no one has the same idea as you?" Broken Hand glanced at Lu Cheng and said,

"In the early years, countless elf hunters poured into the spirit world every year, and even set off a frenzy to build strongholds."

"However, none of this group of people has left the spiritual world alive. The upsurge has gradually subsided, and the spiritual world has gradually become a place for younger generations to exercise."

"How dare you let the younger generation come to train!" Lu Cheng stared.

"It's not like you don't know where this place is." Broken Hand said contemptuously,

"I don't know if those parents are really acting stupid or knowingly committing a crime, and they want to send their younger generation to this kind of place to experience."

"And the alliance actually acquiesced to the survival mode of this small town. After all, those who can survive from here become elites without exception."

Lu Cheng secretly thought to himself, Grandpa probably really didn't know that there were so many broken things in this spiritual world.

Otherwise, even if he fought against Darkrai, Grandpa would definitely pull Lu Cheng out of the spiritual world.

"How long does it take for the tide of energy to come?"

"How can tides be generated so easily!"

Broken hand laughed and said, "I have lived here for more than ten years, and I have only experienced one tide!"

However, at this moment, a thunderstorm suddenly fell between heaven and earth.

The laughter of the broken hand also stiffened in the air.

Lu Cheng looked around, and saw a large blood mist rising from the wilderness, carrying a large number of wandering souls toward the town.

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"Crack-"

In that crack, there seemed to be a living creature, constantly wriggling and making a creepy sound.

"Lying trough..."

Looking at the crack, pea-sized drops of sweat rolled down the forehead of the severed hand.

Lu Cheng also involuntarily looked at the crack and swallowed.

Then, in that crack, a blood-red eyeball suddenly appeared.

The eyeballs turned back and forth, and the huge pupils were aimed at the small town, showing a look of contempt as if mocking.

Countless people looked at this eyeball, and an indescribable fear exploded directly on the spine.

"What the **** is this!"

"Fuck, help!"

The expression of the severed hand also solidified, and after a long while, a dry voice came out of his throat and said:

"That's the tide."

The clouds between the sky and the earth began to roll, and the slippery eyeball gradually turned into a round red full moon.

Under the shroud of the blood mist, the whole town seemed to be covered with a **** veil.

The mayor Camus suddenly pushed open the door and walked out, looking at the full moon in the sky, his body began to tremble unconsciously.

"Everyone, hide in the room and don't come out!"

"Mayor!" Broken hand ran towards Camus and yelled, "It's going to be night soon, you have to go to sleep quickly!"

Camus smiled bitterly and said, "Did you fall asleep and then be played by that elf between applause?"

Broken hand turned to look at the surging blood mist, gritted his teeth and said, "That's better than being torn to pieces by these crazy ghosts!"

"Lu Cheng, hurry up and go back to your room to sleep!" Looking at the full moon that was as red as blood, and the madly roaring ghost, the face of the severed hand turned pale.

"Whether we can survive until tomorrow depends on our luck..."