The Bizarre Adventure of the Elf

Chapter 215 Howling Whale King's Younger Brother
The icy sea breeze blows on Dio's face through the sea, and the damp and somewhat salty smell will spread to Dio's mouth and nose from time to time.

On the other side, the warm airflow also brushes over Dior's face from time to time, and the airflow that symbolizes the shipwreck is only gentle at this moment.

The two streams of air entangled back and forth on the rock wall, and finally formed waves of intertwined and complicated whistles on the rock wall.

In the dark night, a full moon hangs high in the sky outside the cave.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the Howler Whale King hadn't woken up yet.

After wandering around the island, Dior found that although the island is not small, it has no ups and downs. All of them are suitable for the growth of fruit trees. Holes are dug on it as sleeping rooms. flooded.

Then Dior let the world break through a passage on the rock wall by the sea, one side is connected to the sea, and the other side is the sleeping Howler Whale King.

The breath exhaled by the Howling Whale King is warm, while the sea breeze is cold.

Next to Dio are the three sickle helmets and the thirteen fossil helmets, natives of this bountiful island.

The strength of the strongest one is comparable to that of a rice spoon snake. It is okay if you are a lone ranger, but with your own wife and children, you have no capital to survive in the sea, so you can only keep looking for food on the sea surface. small island.

They have settled on this island for three months, and have not seen other elves on this island.

Under the double discipline of the Mahayana Dragon and the world, the patriarch of the sickle helmet became Dior's most loyal henchman.

"Watermelon, come back."

The world ended with a relaxing massage for the savalon, and Dio took the savalon back into the poke ball.

The world who massaged Chavalon keenly felt that Chavalon's skin color was a bit lighter, and today's Chavalon seems to give Dior a little different feeling from before in terms of temperament.

But Dio didn't care too much, after all, everyone's elves must be a little different from other people's, otherwise how can they tell the difference.

"Good night."

Knocking on Shawaran's elf ball, covering himself with a small quilt, and hugging the two cubs who insisted on getting under the quilt, Dio waved his hands towards the sickle helmet, turned his body sideways to the direction of the howling whale king and closed his eyes.

The sea at night is always calm, and the sound of howling outside and the sound of waves beating on the rock wall merges together, becoming Dior's lullaby before going to bed.

The two cubs have already fought, and they are very honest for the time being, and there will be no more trouble tonight.

Therefore, Dior, who has been busy all day, can rest assured in the bed...

"Ugh——"

The long cry belonging to the Whale King was like a shock wave, shaking the rocks above the cave. If it wasn't for the scythe-helmet hand who quickly caught it, it would have smashed onto Dio's bed.

Dio, who was hiding under the blanket, covered his ears, trying not to listen to the roaring whale king.

But it didn't work.

The sound full of vitality not only awakened Dior, but also the Mahayana dragon sleeping on the bottom of the sea consciously crawled under the rock wall and stuck his head in.

"Boo."

"I know, I know, I'll come right away."

Hearing Dio's answer, Chenglong retracted his head.

Putting on the clothes slowly, and removing the seal that had not been sealed for a long time, and wrapping up a yellow coat, Dio let the fossil helmets get out of the way and walked out of the cave.

"Big snail, pull me into the group."

"Since you can understand what I say, why use telepathy?"

"Speaking is troublesome."

"Telepathy is also tiring."

With the help of the world, he jumped onto the head of the Mahayana dragon, and then saw a roaring whale king plunged into the water at a glance. Without stirring up any waves, let alone hearing a sound, he dived quietly to the bottom of the sea.

"No, she obviously has such good swimming skills, she gave us a big tsunami before? It's dangerous, okay?"

"That's why you think the tsunami is dangerous."

When Dior had just finished complaining, Chenglong's gentle and refined voice sounded in Dior's heart unhurriedly.

"What you said seems to make sense."

"But since she asked you to call me out, why did you dive in?"

"Have a meal."

On the surface of a calm sea, the undercurrent underneath was surging extremely violently.

The elves who had been expelled all left the vicinity far away, and the two Meenas and the Hinayana dragon also followed behind the Mahayana dragon.

Counting himself, the Mahayana Dragon can only pull three elves into the group at most. If there are more, the mental power will not be able to control it, and there will be instability.

"Aren't you sleepy at night?"

The bored Dior could only chat with the Mahayana dragon, and if the King of the Whale Whale finished his meal here, if there was no Mahayana dragon to chat with him, he might fall asleep.

"Human beings have the concept of day and night. We don't. If I want to sleep, I can sleep for three sunsets. Similarly, if I don't want to sleep, I can move for three sunsets. There is no problem."

"Still, food is better than sleep."

His tone faltered, Mahayana Dragon brought the topic back to eating.

Also added a sentence.

"Especially delicious food, such as the seaweed you call energy cubes."

"A power cube made of seaweed."

Correcting the mistake in Mahayana Dragon's mouth, Dio looked at the place where the Howling Whale King dived.

"Is the seaweed done for her brother?"

Mahayana Dragon, who watched the Howling Whale King dive with Dio, asked again.

"Again, that's not seagrass, it's an energy cube, and the material is tree fruit from the island."

"I'm ready in the morning."

"That's good."

"Do you know why I'm afraid of this little ghost? It's not right to say little ghost, she is definitely older than me."

Taking advantage of the time when there were only two people in the group chat, Mahayana wanted to quickly tell Dio some information.

"She's better than you, isn't that enough?"

Compared with the Mahayana Dragon, who was knocked out by dozens of punches by himself, and the Howling Whale King, who didn't know whether his hundreds of punches had any effect, it was a judgment call.

"There are plenty of guys stronger than me, do I just listen to one when I see one?"

So far, since Dior saw the Mahayana dragon, he really saw one and heard one.

"She is stronger than me, but she has a certain degree of strength. I have met this kind of big fish more than once. The energy consumed by the body movement of hundreds of meters is definitely a lot, although she has more water control than me. Dozens of times, but I am much better than her in the use of water flow skills, and the winning rate is not high in fights. If I want to escape, I can safely take my son and run away."

Having said that, Mahayana Dragon is a little depressed.

"There is a breath in her mouth that makes me want to bow my head."

"As long as that breath is willing, I will be killed without even a chance to resist."

"Is it really that powerful?"

According to Mahayana Dragon, that aura is at least the same level as his own?
Dio isn't afraid to fight, but it's troublesome...

"Otherwise, do you think I am willing? Be careful, the water level is about to drop!"

As soon as the words of Mahayana Dragon in Dior's heart fell, the sea water dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye as if it disappeared out of thin air.

Then, a four-meter-large dark blue whale jumped out of the sea.

Under the spotless moonlight, the fat but not bulky body drew an arc in the sky, and the mysterious red lines radiated a fierce light, and finally fell into the water, which also did not stir up any waves.

Dio, who witnessed this figure, patted Mahayana Dragon's head blankly.

"He can fly, right?"

(End of this chapter)