The fifth king of the elves

Chapter 930 930. I hope you can see the world in my eyes
Luther's love of demolishing the field can be completely explained as a lack of firepower phobia.

When large pieces of the field were destroyed by skills, shattered into powder, cracked into stones and splashed everywhere, this intuitive visual impact made Luther more excited, and he even became more passionate about the battle.

This style of play also made the elves following Luther very accustomed to thinking about how to maximize the field factor in actual combat during the practice process.

If it is necessary to interfere with the opponent's attack, Mary Luli can freeze the entire field, but it is not very refreshing.

Mary Luli still likes to smash the field with a few fists, making it uneven and difficult to step on.

I can't get up to speed by myself, so why don't you all try to speed up properly, and pay attention to my feet obediently.

Darkley has no need for the field, and now he is more inclined to open the game with a direct attack to tie the opponent.

Darkrai also suffered from Luther's lack of firepower phobia, and it was even more serious.

God is sorry, the number of times he has successfully won the special training is still pitifully small.

Darkley was about to lose his mental balance and doubted himself.

The instigators are the Dream Demon and Lucky Egg, these two extremely disgusting elves.

As long as you can't instantly kill the Dream Demon, she'll be circling around you like a fly throughout the entire training session.

The special training with Darkley made the Dream Monster improve rapidly in terms of speed, and now the legend of the fastest speed on Qidao is that the Dream Monster didn't run away.

This New Year's Eve, the dream monster is eager to try, and she has already made up her mind to bring Lie Bite Lu Shark with them to play a racing game around the island.

Wouldn't it be a little less flavorful if we don't come to some competitive events to add fun during the Chinese New Year?

He thought that after leaving the battle royale mode and without the disgusting Three Musketeers of Dream Demon, Mari Luli, and Helujia, the special training would make Darkrai more comfortable, but he soon found himself in another hell.

The hostage mode requires Darkrai to defeat the protected elves surrounded by everyone.

It doesn't look difficult, and Darkley is allowed to use the latent image ability, and the rules also restrict the defenders from staying together for a long time, and must search for Darkley's whereabouts.

Almost everything is good for Darkley.

However, the rules did not stipulate that Ji Lidan should not be allowed to personally protect the selected hostages.

You want to forcibly kill the hostages in seconds to win, but the lucky egg rolls in the hostage's arms, and all the skills hit the lucky egg.

If you want to kill the hostage, you must first kill the lucky egg.

Therefore, when Cresselia kept thinking that he could increase the intensity after training, Darkley would politely ask him to have a cordial exchange with his best sparring partners.

Facts have proved that this is very effective. The next time she likes to read beside Darkley, the expression on her face must be unwillingness with a hint of admiration, and Darkley will not show resistance when he orders her.

Xanadu seems to have become a tall man, no one knows how tall, anyway, Luther thinks that Xanadu can dance in the wind wearing a white gauze, and let the unknowing elves kneel and worship.

Dancing with the leaves all day long, diverting sea water to make double dragons play with pearls on the beach.

Going out to sea with Xiaoyin to face the huge waves two to three meters high, calmly separated from the huge waves like Moses.

Strictly speaking, all of the above are small troubles. What is really powerful is to use mental power to stab hundreds of times at the moment the leaves fall, and paint on the wide leaves.

In Cattleya's words, Xanadu's elf team is the only ones that can do it.

Cattleya, who imitated Xanadu's training method for high-intensity training, wanted to figure out a problem at that moment.

Has the coconut egg tree that taught Shanaido these skills reached the height of Shanaido now?
Perhaps Xanadu has already walked ahead on this path of spiritual power found by the coconut egg tree.

Slightly different from Darkrai's telepathy, Xanadu's voice could not reach anyone's mind except Luther.

Even Cattleya can't do it, it's a completely encrypted communication.

The world seen by beings born with spiritual power is different from others, and the magnificence in their eyes cannot be shared.

The conveyance of words and sentences is extremely pale, and rhetoric is too difficult for elves.

Describing colors, shapes, expressing moods, and emotions is the limit of what elves such as Darkrai, who are currently learning human characters, can do.

The spiritual resonance couldn't last long, and Luther, who held Xanadu's hands tightly, could occasionally find that the night sky was brighter than before, as if someone had sprinkled a handful of fine, crystal-clear star sand there.

Countless light spots are dazzling, like a river flowing in the sky.

His ears could also hear more sounds at that moment, the low groans of the wild elves, and the snoring of deep sleep, all clearly distinguishable.

However, soon he would have a headache, and those wonderful feelings receded like the tide, as if someone was pulling him back and forth, and those gorgeous scenes passed by quickly.

When I opened my eyes again, although the night sky was still beautiful, it seemed less vivid. The voice of the wild elves was still pleasant, but a little less lively.

Cattleya said that she also felt that way, but she rarely used it.

"I, who can't control this power yet, don't deserve to feel such a wonderful thing. I'm afraid that I'm so eager that I will lose control."

In fact, what Cattleya didn't say was that she was more afraid of the feeling of emptiness and loss that she was forced to quit after entering the state, and the gap would make her feel depressed.

Similar to Xanadu, Elledo will hold her hand from time to time, hoping that the resonance that comes at no time will take her to feel the wonder of unexpected encounters.

No longer looking forward to the resonance that needs to happen randomly, there is only one reason for Xanadu to pursue more extreme power.

"I wish you could see the world as I see it."

This is probably the best wish Xanadu offered to Luther, and it is also the only reason for her to keep improving her spiritual power.

She firmly believes that as long as she is strong enough, everything she can see can be conveyed to Luther.

This time may be very long. The experience in Luoyu Town made Xanadu full of fear of the passage of time, and she was once so terrified that she didn't know how to face Luther.

So she made second-hand preparations.

In addition to Darkley and Night Demon, Xanadu was added to Acerola's literacy class.

She hopes to extract what she needs from one of the carriers of human inheritance for thousands of years.

She didn't want to describe to Luther that the scenery in front of her was pale and dry, just like Xiaozhi would only shout "amazing" when he saw something novel and magnificent.

On that day, Luther should be surprised to praise her, right?

It's like the ecstatic expression on his face when he picked himself up in the nursing home and picked him up.

(End of this chapter)