The wind blows the flowers and falls, the delicate petals attract everyone's attention, and the diffuse fragrance outlines the trajectory of the wind. The flowers and rain are scattered, like a dream.

Come out, you who say this! I promise to kill you!

Have you ever seen petals sharper than a knife? Have you ever seen the overwhelming number of flower petals?

Still the wind blows the flowers? It's all blowing the wind aside! Dreamy? It's like you're living in a dream!

After the overlord flowers used the combination skills of the clan, they also brought a gust of updraft, rolling the dead leaves on the ground into the sky. The withered leaves are at the forefront of the trend, and the petals of the flower dance tornado are in company.

Who would have thought that the petals that look soft and weak would be as sharp as a knife! A petal can be considered a knife.

Once caught up in the flower dance tornado composed of countless petals, it can only be torn to pieces like those few dead leaves.

The scene of dead leaves turning into debris is all taken into the eyes of the fierce arrow flycatcher.

The wings slammed into the fan, and the flycatcher instantly froze in the air, spewing fluffy sparks from the gaps in the feathers of its wings, silently igniting the air in its body.

"Cold!!"

With its wings swinging downward, the scorching air around the flycatcher followed the trajectory of the wings, forming a hot air stream and began to move.

The wings of the flycatcher swing harder, keep swinging!

When the sparks are flying, the hot air flow accelerates until it forms a high-temperature and high-speed air flow - hot air!

Fire vs. grass, and the hot wind of the Flycatcher occupy a certain attribute advantage. After the collision, there was a slight stalemate, and the hot air instantly dried and burned the petals at the forefront, and a large number of dried petals fell one after another.

But this advantage, when facing an entire group of elves, is completely negligible!

After the skills of the two sides collided, the momentum of the hot air was quickly torn apart by the petal dance! The bright red petals first tore a hole in the hot air, and then the hot air collapsed in its entirety.

The wings are on fire, desperately inciting, dodging the petal-cut fierce flycatcher's figure is really a little flustered.

"Flycatcher, come back!"

The corners of Amano's mouth twitched, although he had already made some psychological preparations, he really didn't expect his fierce arrow flycatcher to lose so neatly!

The wings of the flaming arrow flycatcher folded and shot at Kenji Amano like a sharp arrow...... The way forward?

Suddenly, seeing that the body of the Flycatcher was twitching, and there was also a golden current flowing on the surface of the body, Kenji Amano hurriedly took out the Poké Ball and put the Flycatcher that was paralyzed into the Poké Ball.

The petals soar into the sky, reaching the highest point, and then falling into the forest in the wind.

Far away, you can still see the spilled petals.

The flaming horse is running, and the flaming mane on its body is burning brightly! Sato Mo saw a petal falling from his side, and between the tongue of fire swallowing it, he reached out to catch it.

The petals are bright red, and there is some obscure roughness in the hand, and I can see a little bright yellow pollen on my fingers.

"Everyone, be careful! The petals are stained with paralyzing powder! ”

Sato Mo hurriedly shook off the petals in his hand: I'll strangle it, this is paralyzing powder...... It's really !!

"Boom~~"

Seeing that the group of bastard humans and stupid humans had disappeared, the Overlord Flowers, under the command of the leader, led some of the stinky flowers to surround the open space.

"Mana~Mana~"

Under the care of the evolved companions, the Overlord Flower and the Stinky Flower, the Walking Grass entered the clearing in an orderly manner and began to continue the rare group activity of spinning in circles.

On the other side, the convoy was parked in the woods for a short rest.

"Flaming Horse, clean up the petals around you!"

Takashi Kimura was busy helping Moji Sato with medicine, and Kotomi squatted to the side, looking curiously at Moji Sato's swollen fingers.

The most troublesome thing about the paralyzing powder of the overlord flower is not its paralyzing effect, but its toxic pollen, which is very likely to cause severe allergies.

"咴~~"

Kenji Amano: "Fire Lion, you go too...... I'm asking you to clean up the petals that float over, not to let you fight! ”

Kotomi hurriedly ran over and put her arms around the neck of the flaming lion, separating it from the flaming horse.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kimura! The Flame Lion has always been very hostile to people of the same sex, and your Flame Pony is especially handsome, making it feel threatened! ”

"Huh?? Pure! ”

The boss of the fire lion's eyes is open, I'm just bored, just go and tease!! (Kenji Amano's eyes squint: Huh?) Because that flaming horse is really super handsome, and it makes me jealous!

Patting Moji Sato on the shoulder, Takashi Kimura smiled: "It's okay, Mr. Amano~ According to the temper of my flaming horse, if it really gets angry, I can't stop it!" So, you don't have to apologize~"

"Uh...... I know! ”

Kenji Amano was very knowledgeable, and led the Flame Lion and Kotomi away from the Flame Horse, lest they really fight! The paralyzed state of the fierce flycatcher has not been lifted yet, and if there is a real conflict, it will be a great loss!

"Thanks, Ah Ni~"

While others weren't paying attention, the stinky mud sneaked up all the powder with a paralyzing effect in Sato Mo's fingers.

Regarding possible conflicts, Sato Mo is very calm, anyway, he must be on Uncle Kimura's side, as for how they solve the conflict, it's their own business!

The numbness in the fingers gradually disappeared, and Ink Sato moved his fingers was still a little obscure, but it was okay! Sato Mo ran to the rider, took out the potion he had brought with him, and fed it to the Kentaro who were affected by the pond fish.

In addition to being similar to Sato Mo, who was numbed because of his cheap hands, there are also many people and elves who have been injured by mistake. With such a wide range of attacks, it is impossible for everyone to dodge them unscathed.

After a brief trim and some food, the convoy set off again. When you stop, it's night.

The trucks formed a circle and set up a simple camp.

Several fires were lit in the circle, each with at least one water elf standing next to it. The passengers of the convoy stayed in the circle, eating and chatting around the fire.

The other part, mainly trainers and other combatants, were scattered around the camp in piles of threes and fives, surrounding the camping camp in the center.

Without Taka Kimura commanding, the pilots under his command were accustomed to it, setting up tents, preparing dinner, everything was in order.

With the little scorpio on his head, Moto Sato was preparing dinner for himself and the elves, and Kotomi and the croaking frog were watching curiously.

"Dumb! Dumb! ”

The scorpion lay on top of Sato Mo's head and pulled his hair angrily: Damn! I've been cooping up this baby in a Poké Ball for a whole day!

Mo Sato: "Eh~ Don't pull it!" I'm making dinner for you! ”

"呗~呗~"

The stinky mud hugged the scorpion very vigorously and signaled the little scorpio not to make trouble! After Momo makes dinner, I'll accompany you to make trouble!

"Dumb~~"

Takeshi Sato: "Hey, hey, I can't pretend I didn't hear it!" ”

Kotomi sneered and poked Sato Mo: "Na, Sato Mo~"

Sato Mo didn't say a word, and continued the work in his hand: "......"

Kotomi: "...... Momo? ”

Ink Sato: "Hey! It's here! What's the matter? ”

Kotomi: "Put down the spatula in your hand!" Don't point it at me! ”

Ink Sato: "...... Oh! ”