Summoning the Crown of the Elf

A head of long silver-black hair shines brightly in the dark night.

Bai Xuan hugged her tail, rubbing and rubbing.

It's autumn, and Mu Nianyan's big tail is soft and fragrant, and it feels warm when hugged.

The woman glanced at him helplessly, put down the cup in her hand, got up and sat on his lap.

Silver-black long hair fell on the two of them, looking so dreamy from any angle.

"There is one thing in Modu that bugs like." Bai Xuan looked at the woman in front of him and said, "It's that stone slab."

Knowing Bai Xuan's memory, Mu Nianyan certainly knows what this sentence means.

If she used to know little about the world of Pokémon, now with Bai Xuan's memory, she already knew most of the things about Pokémon.

The Tablet of Creation.

It is something that is considered an artifact for Pokémon.

Tablets of each attribute exist.

It was the slate that was born with the origin of the world.

They record the will of attributes.

Just like many Pokémon under Bai Xuan's command, they have all learned from the slate.

So they understand the will of the world better than countless Pokémon in the world.

Also know how to penetrate their own power.

"Don't you need to take it out?" Mu Nianyan blinked.

Leaning gently in Bai Xuan's arms, holding his arm, her soft ears rub against his cheek.

"No need." Bai Xuan shook his head, "Not everyone can get that."

"That's it."

One thing more is worse than one thing less, my husband is such a person.

But having said that, there seems to be no one who knows why Taikoo Armor intends to capture Modu, except for a few people living in Wolong Manor at the moment.

But even knowing it is useless.

As Bai Xuan said, it is not something that everyone can get.

Even if ordinary people know it, it is meaningless.

If anyone can get it.

Maybe that ancient armor would do.

But other existences, even Bai Huiyin, couldn't do it.

But Bai Huiyin's giant pincer mantis can.

but......

It's not interested in getting it.

Having time is not as fun as studying blood.

The slate of creation is attractive to many beings, but that is something that can only be perceived to a certain extent.

If it is an ordinary D-rank or C-rank Pokémon, it is impossible to feel it.

B-level, A-level, neither.

So there must be something wrong.

Her soft ears were instantly pricked up, Mu Nianyan raised her jewel-like eyes, looked at the young man with a gentle expression, and asked softly, "Then why are there still Pokémon going by now?"

"The slate can attract extremely powerful beings. But the slate can also bring about other changes."

Bai Xuan took the cup and took a sip of milk.

"There will be some half-living objects that are extremely beneficial to insect-type Pokémon. And the closer the stone plate is to the birth time, the more half-living objects will be."

Slate was born.

That's something that happens occasionally.

Not a big deal, maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years.

Slate is born once, looking for a destined Pokémon.

Brings some benefits to Pokémon of a certain type.

Those are things that are also very useful for low-level Pokémon.

However, Zhou Zixin is the only insect-type Pokémon in the family.

And it's a giant pincer mantis.

The Giant Pincer Mantis, which has absorbed all kinds of blood, no longer needs that kind of thing.

What's more, there is a very good senior who continues to guide.