Pokemon's Fifth Elite

Chapter 19

In lulili's vision, the impact of hundreds of millions of tons shining with gorgeous light is getting bigger and bigger. She took a deep breath, straightened her tail with a decisive attitude and hit hundreds of millions of tons.

Shuttlecock cotton woke up, and the comatose heluga also woke up at this time. They launched an attack together with lalulas who ran hard to lulili's side.

The energy ball of shuttlecock cotton, the evil wave of heluga, the mental power of lalulas, and the three skills hit the impact of hundreds of millions of tons, slowing down the impact of hundreds of millions of tons. At the moment of slowing down, lulili's tail caught the impact of hundreds of millions of tons.

Shuttlecock cotton, heluga and lalulas are still trying to maintain their skills. Lulili is under great pressure to face the impact of hundreds of millions of tons. She has fallen on the ground with her back to the impact of hundreds of millions of tons, trying to mobilize more strength in this posture.

This is the first time Luther saw such a powerful skill collision.

Despite the support of three elves, the impact of hundreds of millions of tons of dream demons still did not dissipate. Lulili's tail had been bent, and Luther couldn't help himself. He painfully made a choice in advance.

If you can't stop it, let lulili withdraw, otherwise, hundreds of millions of tons of impact will hit the boulder with lulili.

"Lulili..."

Luther was about to say the cold decision, but she saw the dazzling white light shining on lulili's body.

Luther, who was quite familiar with the scene of evolution, was dull.

Seeing the backup spirit of the evolutionary light, lulili's smaller body gradually rounded. At the end of the light, lulili turned around with her tail against the impact of hundreds of millions of tons. Marilu grabbed the dream demon wrapped in hundreds of millions of tons of impact energy with her hands and pulled it hard to change the direction of the dream demon's body.

With the roaring wind, the dream demon kissed the ground violently, rolled several times on the ground and fell to the ground. The gem ribbon decorated by the dream demon has completely turned into a pile of debris.

After confirming the status of several elves, Luther felt at ease and fell down softly.

Luther came to a strange world, surrounded by boundless white, as if shrouded in endless fog. He only remembered that he was still fighting with the dream demon one second ago and came to this place when he came back to his senses.

Just as Luther was looking for a way out in the fog, the world suddenly had color, like an invisible color pen outlining the surrounding outline and filling in rich colors.

Luther was suddenly in the middle of a magnificent castle, and the garden was full of colorful flowers.

The dream demon appeared beside Luther. Her body seemed to lose color and looked a little transparent.

The moment he saw the dream demon, Luther knew he was trapped in the dream of the dream demon. The crazy guy pulled himself into her dream at the last minute.

The eyes of the dream demon looking at Luther were quite complex, and Luther's mood was also very complex. He couldn't figure out what the dream demon came from and what he wanted to do.

A dream demon broke into Luther's vision and divided Luther's attention.

The dream demon happily shuttles through the sea of flowers. I don't know when there are many beautiful flowers and ladybugs in the courtyard. The elves fly and dance around the dream demon, and the dream demon happily enjoys the arch guard and flirtation of other elves.

"Dream demon, you will trouble the young lady like this. Didn't you say that the young lady is inconvenient to move, and try not to move too fast." a tall and thin housekeeper sweated after the dream demon and whispered a reminder.

The dream demon heard what the housekeeper said, looked a little lonely, and the spirit in the flower sea gradually became silent.

The housekeeper's clothes are quite retro. Judging from Luther's knowledge, such retro dress is at least the style of Shenao region 200 years ago. Now it will only appear at the masquerade ball.

Luther turned and looked at the dream demon around him. Up to now, he had felt that this was what the dream demon wanted him to see and belonged to her memory.

The vision of the dream demon was to look at the long bluestone road at the gate of the castle garden.

A thin girl was sitting in a wheelchair pushed by Geely egg. Her pale face, deep eyes, no luster, long dry hair and heart splitting cough told Luther that the girl who was no more than 15 or 16 years old was terminally ill.

The dream demon put away the lonely look and put her body into the girl's arms with a smile. The girl carefully stroked the dream demon with her thin hands and said in her mouth, "it's okay. I don't mind. Go and play with the beautiful flowers."

The dream demon leaned lightly against the girl, learned the actions of the dream demon, rubbed into the girl's arms bit by bit, and finally stopped next to the girl's hand touching the dream demon. With the rhythm of the girl's touch, he gently twisted his head, revealing an expression of incomparable enjoyment.

Luther looked at the dream demon quietly. He couldn't tell who was the illusory existence at this moment, but the dream demon's heartfelt attachment could not hide from Luther's eyes.

Four weeks of time flows rapidly, and the flowers in the sea of flowers wither and bloom, bloom and wither.

The girls appeared in the garden less and less. Luther walked in the empty courtyard of the castle, like a dead soul passing through time and space. He saw the huge clock on the castle covered with vines, the uninhabited bluestone road covered with moss, the metal machinery in the castle corroded and rusted, and the number of servants gradually decreased.

The calendar in the castle was gently turned over by the dream demon. The time has come three years later.

The scenery around Luther changed. He came from the spacious courtyard to a room decorated with all kinds of dolls, flowers and paintings.

At the head of the girl's bed is an open picture album, on which are the portraits of the early elf alliance competition. Under the picture rolls outlined with various painting styles, there are comments written by the girl with a pen.

"If I can stand on this stage, I also want to bet everything for my elf and prove myself."

This is one of the sentences Luther saw.

In the pale pink bed curtain, the girl's body is like withered flowers outside the courtyard in winter, and the blood vessels on her thin body can be seen with the naked eye.

The dream demon lay on the girl's waist, which was a place where a girl could easily touch her.

The girl's gesture of touching the dream demon is the same as that in the courtyard three years ago. It is not slow, full of tenderness and unspeakable peace.

"Wait, wait." the girl's voice was no longer soft and pleasant. Some hoarse and sharp voices made Luther feel creepy.

"Just wait a minute. If I die, you will be free. Forgive me and want to see more of the world. I'm sorry, dream demon and other elves."

"I really want to see what you look like after evolution." the girl looked at the dream demon with expectation in her eyes.

The dream demon threw himself on the bed and howled loudly. The dream demon just looked up in horror and pushed the girl's hand with his head. It seemed that he was dissatisfied with the girl's self abandonment speech.

Luther's nose was sour. He didn't know what kind of expression, posture and behavior to face the girl's words that saw through life and death. He could hear the girl's great attachment to living, and her guilt for living and imprisoning the elves in the castle.

This is a man bent on death.

The scene did not change, but the time in the room became faster and faster. When the snow covered the castle, the stubborn girl shook off Geely's hand, stopped the help of the dream demon and tried to stand up.

She opened the wardrobe and chose a dress with lavender as the main color and magenta as the skirt pattern, which was just like the color of dream demon. She was crying and laughing, panting and putting on her clothes.

When Luther avoided suspicion and turned back, the girl pinched the skirt support, squatted in the direction of Luther and saluted gracefully.

Luther looked behind him. The girl in the mirror tried to control her throat, tried her voice several times, and finally pressed down her hoarse and sharp voice.

The girl smiled contentedly: "what, this color is ugly."

Then he collapsed on the bed with tears and stopped breathing.

She didn't give Luther a chance to say "it's actually pretty".

The dream demon cried bitterly, and Luther looked at the dream demon who was constantly trying to wake up the girl in the room. He made all kinds of funny and funny expressions, spelled the flowers into faces with his mind, and then pushed the girl's body and arched his head on the girl's hand.

At the moment when the elves and housekeepers poured into the room, the scene in the room collapsed.

The bedroom full of cobwebs, dusty walls and rotten furniture. The portrait in the girl's bedroom has turned yellow and black, and has been bitten by insects and ants. The doll loved by the girl is full of mildew. The dream demon lies quietly on the girl's bed with his head shaking slightly.

The castle was empty, and there were no flowers in full bloom in the garden. The weeds grew madly, and finally wrapped the castle in desolation.

From time to time, tourists accidentally break into the castle that has lost its owner. They seem to enjoy the excitement of this adventure, stepping on broken furniture, holding fire oil lamps or setting out fire elves to check every place.

The phantom light of the dream demon made these uninvited guests escape from the castle in fear. However, fear did not defeat these adventurers. They began to enter the castle in groups.

The illusion of the dream demon was finally broken. Under more urgent circumstances, the dream demon evolved into a dream demon by itself.

The dream demon scared away all the uninvited guests while crying.

This form, which evolved after much effort, should have been displayed in front of the girl, but it was a group of outsiders who witnessed all this.

The dream demon came to the stone wall outside the girl's room and gently drew a vertical on the wall. This is the counting method given by the girl to the dream demon. The dream demon engraved a vertical every time he guarded the castle.

The stone wall has been densely covered with countless vertical marks, just like some beast... Venting its madness on the wall.