The Bizarre Adventure of the Elf

Chapter 179 The Happiness of the Substitute Messenger
"Bullying children is not what we want to do, but since it is something ordered from above, I can only say sorry to you."

The five men walking straight towards Dior are all strong men over 1.9 meters tall. Their skin is tanned by the sun, and they also have the feeling of coming from the sea. Even though they are just lined up, they have an unstoppable momentum. .

"It's okay, I won't mind."

Dio looked at the five people within ten meters of him. The leader had glasses, and the lenses with thick bottle bottoms in front of his eyes looked bookish.

Just like the most usual stretch, Dio raised his hand, holding ten elf balls in his hand.

"Not bad, I like you to be so witty..."

In the middle of the speech, he suddenly got stuck, the strong man clenched his empty fists, and he realized that something seemed wrong.

"Ok?"

"Wait a minute, brother, why does he have ten poke balls?"

"Pokeball...our Pokeball!"

One of them who found out the truth of the matter wanted to back off.

Dior threw all ten poke balls into the water neatly, and the poke balls made of high-quality tree fruit floated on the water.

Looking at the five strong men in front of him who wanted to release the elf but found that the elf ball was missing, Dio found a big rock and made it.

"I just said I wouldn't mind."

"watermelon."

Call Shawarang over, and Dior is going to give advice on Shawarang's experience in abusing dishes.

"What are you going to do?"

"Hey, hey, kid, think about it before you do something."

"It's illegal to use a pixie to attack a human!"

"what--"

Sitting on the big rock by the sea, Dio just watched the expression on the strong man's face change from complacent to ferocious, then frightened, and finally hopeless.

On the opposite side, the group of strong men with a starting distance of 1.9 meters ran with their heads in their hands under the attack of Shawarang, which made Dio's mouth rise slightly. He took out the computer, and Dio felt that while reading the information and seeing them being beaten, the learning efficiency would be improved. Improve a lot.

Ugh……

The happiness of a stand-in messenger is often so simple and unpretentious.

and boring.

--5 minutes later--

"Little ghost, remember this for me, this is Nanshui Town, our Sea Dragon Group will never let you go!"

The five people who stood 100 meters away had the courage to shout harsh words to Dio trembled in fright when Dio looked over.

Seeing that Shawarang, who was posing next to him, wanted to rush up again, the leader turned around and ran away.

Shawarang put down his legs and continued to walk to the sea, ready to continue exercising.

"Come and fight the world. If you kick the air, you won't make much progress."

Because there were no objects around which could be used for exercise, Shawarang could only release his million-ton flying legs towards the sea.

Typing on the keyboard, Dior clicked on a cooking tutorial.

A friendly female voice came from the computer. This is a super chef who has become very popular on the Internet recently. His selling point is to make dishes that can be eaten by elves and humans.

When Dior cooks, there are also many places to learn the skills in it.

"Chaya."

Hearing Dio's order, Chavalon didn't hesitate at all. He stomped his right foot on the ground and rushed towards the world. Every time his spring-like feet came into contact with the ground, he could explode at a faster speed.

bang——

The world's response was not as complicated as Shawarang's. With a simple straight punch, Shawarang's body was instantly buried by the astonishing sand waves.

"I didn't use all my strength, and I saved one hand as a change of move. You already know about this."

Dio didn't take his eyes off the computer, but the eyes of the world kept looking at Shawarang, capturing every movement, so that Shawarang's attack was completely seen through.

"The next thing is that when you attack, don't think that the opponent will deal with you with the best response method. Often the reaction of others will give priority to protecting the vital parts."

"cut."

Drilling out of the sand, Shawaran nodded to Dio, indicating that he knew.

Closing his eyes, Shawaran continued to slowly approach the world.

The strong wind whipping the leg whistled, approaching at a speed faster than the propagation of sound, and then was pressed to the ground by the hand of the world.

"Lu~"

Seeing that Shawaran was deflated, he spun around the iron dumbbell quickly.

His current level is not even qualified to approach this kind of battle, so he can only cheer Shawarang by the side.

That yellow guy beat him up badly yesterday!
"Chaya!"

Slapping the floor with both hands, Shawaran jumped up from the ground, the black iron armor on his body seemed to be crumbling.

"Don't take off the weight."

Restraining his impulse, Shawarang was punched away by the world again.

"The speed and power of the world are controlled by me to be at the same level as your weight-bearing state. What you want to break through is the limit that can be exploded in this state."

"It doesn't matter how strong you are, as long as you are stronger than yourself just now."

Although Dior has said it many times, Chawaran still has not reached the limit in Dior's mouth.

Even if the world suppresses his strength in the same state as him, the world's insight is almost the same as his eyes of heart, and he can respond effectively.

I often know the movements of the world, but my body with heavy loads cannot keep up.

"Chaya!"

The light of a million tons of flying legs shone in the pupils of the world, and there was still no expression on the face that had never changed.

Through the strength from the hand of the world, Dior can clearly perceive that Shawaran's level is slowly increasing.

Maybe he didn't realize it himself, but his current strength can firmly rank No.2 in the team. The circle bear can't get rid of Savalang even with the strongest blow in the state of perseverance and making a big fuss. Compared with the loaded load, not to mention the speed of Savalan that is difficult to detect with the naked eye.

The increase in speed is too terrifying for the increase in strength. The million-ton flying leg of Shawaran sprinting with all his strength smashed a boulder the size of a house in the battle before lunch yesterday, directly scaring the opposite Gotha Duck into surrender.

"Today's dish is braised blue orange stew. Everyone knows the rich nutrition in blue orange. It is one of the few tree fruits that humans can safely eat in small amounts..."

The beautiful female voice on the computer was still talking, and Dior took out a small notebook and carefully took notes on it like a primary school student.

The handwriting is crooked, and there are some strange graphics that only he can understand like ghost symbols.

The humid sea breeze blew again, bringing some warmth from the warm current in the ocean, mixed with a little gravel that had just been brought up from the beach, when trying to scrape Dio's face, he was blocked by the aftermath of the battle between Chavalon and the world .

"It feels like something is missing..."

After taking notes, Dio bit his pen and muttered to himself.

　PS: Thanks for the monthly ticket of TAT and the book friend with the tail number 6466 for the nickname. (Actually, you don’t need to give them. It’s useless anyway, and I can’t make it on the list. I’m just a salted fish with a lack of inspiration, and I don’t value this kind of stuff.)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)