This is an inexhaustible and inexhaustible power, relying on it, I can be the enemy of the gods, holding my hands flat, Gotha Duck has such a thought at this moment, yes, even in the face of divine beasts, I can compete with it, or defeat!

It's only for a moment, but maybe it's the illusion of imitating Mewtwo's power... Gotha Duck finally understood a little why Mewtwo, which was inherited from the second-level phantom god, had the strength to win the first-level god.

Absolute self-confidence, absolute strength, and the determination to carry out the faith to the end, with all this Mewtwo, it is indeed impossible to lose to any elf... Even the creator god cannot easily win from his hands.

"Cough~", blood foam splashed out, and Gotha Duck's eyes gradually lost their lustre, hehe, even if it is not a complete imitation, does it bring such a big burden to the body?

Feeling the power quickly vented from the wounds on his body, Gotha Duck didn't even have the strength to breathe, and his shrugged eyelids fell like a heavy iron door, covering everything~

In a blur, it seemed to hear a familiar voice.

"You're always causing me trouble。。。。。。"

"Wow~", the endless waves poured on the purple diaphragm, and the ghosts couldn't count the first waves, if it weren't for the help of that powerful telekinesis, it would have fainted long ago. But what worries him now is that the mental power is gone! Could it be that the duck had an accident?!

Just when the ghosts and Geng were in doubt, another wave of even greater waves washed in, pushing and pressing hard, making the ghosts and Geng almost faint.

The surging waves were close at hand, and Geng Ghost and Ghost Si were no longer able to compete, and slowly closed their eyes. Sorry, there's only so much we can do ...

The pain in his intention did not come, and Geng Ghost cautiously opened his eyes, only to see a blue leopard-shaped elf holding a Gotha duck, stepping on the waves and staring at him.

A moment ago, the huge waves, which were as fierce as beasts, were now in front of it, but like a good baby, they crept back to the horizontal line.

"It's okay for a guy to mess around... Why are you also following Hu? ”，

The incomparably familiar voice made the Geng ghost excited, and the horizontally unfolded membrane immediately contracted, recombining the shapes of the two elves,

Pale yellow shirt and white denim, the boy's hair color is not snow silver, but jet black. If it weren't for the connection between the familiar feeling and the mind, Geng Ghost would not have recognized each other anyway.

"I've already treated its injuries urgently, take a good rest for a while, Silver Mountain is estimated to be unable to go, let's talk about it after the Seven Nights Competition."

Xingchen briefly explained the trivial matters, because he didn't know if the guys in the museum would chase him out, he could only solve it as soon as possible,

"After arriving at the Seven Resident Mountains, you go to find Sheena and Joey... They know how to treat the Gotha Duck's wounds... ”

"Ji~" swallowed the potion given by the master, Geng Ghost nodded, and the strength in his body gradually recovered,

"Remember ... This is the only time, and you are not allowed to mess around with it next time! ", the stars rarely shouted,

"Ji~" Geng Ghost and Ghost Si bowed their heads deeply,

"Go first ... I'll take care of the rest... The star waved his hand, and stepped forward on the flame bird, facing the waves that were approaching in the distance,

Holding up the body of the Gotha Duck with purple mist, Geng Ghost carefully examined it, and found that except for the congealed blood stains, the wounds had already healed, and it seemed that there was no danger to life. Glancing at his master, Geng Ghost sighed and returned with Ghost.

"Whoa~", the waves swooped towards the flame bird, and the young man who rode on the divine beast was still safe, leaving only a back.

Geng Ghost and Ghost Si knew that the area behind this back was an absolutely safe place, because there was no one who could break through his guardian and attack the elves and people he cared about.

"There's a sentence I forgot to say...

"Huh?" Ghost Si and Geng Ghost heard their master's voice, glanced at each other, and turned back curiously.

"It's reckless, but this time, I'm so proud of you... As your trainers ... In the whistling sound, the flame bird carried the boy and rushed to the waves, leaving behind the inexplicable ghosts and ghosts.

In the museum, the black beam of light that went straight into the sky suddenly turned around and zigzagged downward.

"The rumored loss of combat skills, doesn't it seem to be very good?" Seeing that his strength had the upper hand, Tribulus Terrestris became excited for a while, and the long-term depression was completely released, making him extremely comfortable. "Fool in vain, give me your life!"

Behind the three-headed dragon, Satan showed a smile, which surprised the thistle, but he really couldn't think of any other hole cards that the other party could turn over, and after thinking about it, it could only be attributed to his mistake.

Roaring energy rained down from the sky, enveloping Ladios's body, and then spreading outward in a circle, intent on destroying everything.

"The power of the drops of the heart ... It's really a great thing", a black triangular ring appeared in Satan's hand, exuding a dangerous aura.

The negative energy that repelled everything suddenly seemed to be imprisoned, completely still. Let the thistle terrestris be inexplicably frightened,

The moment he saw the triangular ring, the fire thistle remembered what he had forgotten, and the difference between the rumored lost combat skills and ordinary skills was not only power.

"Do you need a trainer to activate the lost combat skill?!" The thistle exclaimed,

"Looks like you still have a shred of sanity?" Satan's smile grew more and more indifferent, and the sagacious eyes reflected a sword-like look, so that the thistle terrestris could not look directly.

"Roar~", as Satan's grip increased, the triangular ring let out a mournful roar, causing the three-headed dragon to tremble.

"Lost Skill - Doomsday Dust!"

"Roar~" The triangular ring completely shattered in his hand, and around the three-headed dragon, the black ring also collapsed, encircling the three-headed dragon's body in a spiral direction, turning it into an oval-shaped cocoon.

The black energy as deep as the sea suddenly cracked from the middle, rushing towards the thistle,

At this moment, Tribulus felt that both himself and Latios were completely suppressed by a force. Although it was only for a moment, the fire thistle had already understood that his amplified power was useless, and the victory or defeat was already decided at this moment!

Sure enough, the center of the black cocoon seemed to have a mouth, and it completely swallowed Ladios and the thistle.

Black has become the main theme of the world, devouring the earth, the sky, and the space...

It wasn't until a long time later that the deep darkness disappeared like a receding tide, followed by the immobile thistle and the rejuvenated Ladios.

"Miles~miles", there was still deep exhaustion on Ladios's face, and the phantom spirit who struggled to get up only had time to get up and look around, and then lay down again. As for the thistle terrestris beside the elf, the glow in his gray eyes gradually dimmed, like an overused battery, losing its strength.

"Plop~", the fall of the thistle terrestris has already announced the end of the battle, Pthahnil looked at everything in front of him with a complicated face,

The whole process is not long, or rather very short. But the joints were still indistinct even in Pthahnil's eyes.

Fang Cai's lost combat skill,It seems to be a dual-attribute skill that combines evil attributes and dragon attributes.,First suppress the opponent's mind and body with the power of the dragon attribute.,And then use the power of the evil attribute to encroach on the opponent's power.,But how it actually works.,He doesn't know.,In terms of seizing the opponent's power,It's a bit beyond his common sense.,You know,It's not a temporary deprivation.,It's a permanent steal of the opponent's power.。。。

That's right, completely embezzle the opponent's power and make it your own. Although there is indeed the skill of 'snatching' in the evil attribute, it is also a seizure that meets strict conditions, which is very different from this.

"Split~", the black cocoon shattered, a roar came from the gloomy breath, the blood-colored six wings fluttered, and the scales on the surface of the three-headed dragon's body visibly changed to the naked eye, expanding to twice the original size, and the dense scales were staggered together because of the growth again, many of them were embedded in the skin, tearing up the muscles.

"Howl~", the three-headed dragon's body trembled uncontrollably, his red eyes flashed a trace of madness, and the itching and pain all over his body were like throwing it into a syringe pool, and he couldn't pull it out yet.

However, Satan is not feeling good now, the power of embezzlement is not as simple as Pthahnil seems, and if it weren't for the other Heart Drop that Mia got first, he probably wouldn't be able to maintain normalcy. Fortunately, now with the same props as a buffer, slowly getting used to the majestic power flowing through his body, Satan slowly opened his eyes, and the droplets of his heart in his hand completely turned black. The power from the thistle terrestris, five points to the three-headed dragon, four points to the water droplets of the heart, only less than half of the power entered his body, and the other was dispersed in the process...

"Roar~" The three-headed dragon roared at the wall on the side, blasting out a beam of light, leaving a large hole in the remaining wall,

Nodding in satisfaction, Satan glanced nostalgically at the other drop of heart expelled from Ladios's body and sighed softly. Although the drops of water in the heart are strong, they are no different from dead things without the human heart as a guide. It's like a treasure house, you can't take anything out without a key.

"It's a pity... There are no good keys left ... Satan looked at the thistle terrestris with a hint of happiness in his eyes, ordinary people can't draw out the power of the god's props... If he is allowed to develop, he may become a big problem for his henchmen.

"Bang la~", Tribulus's head was stepped into the pit, Pthahnil fell back to the ground at some point, staring at Satan, his eyes oozing a trace of haze, "He's useless, do you want me to do it?" ”

"Killing him will make Chiyan Song fall into madness" Satan said lightly, glancing at the old man not far away, "I'm going to have someone send him back to Fangyuan"

"What if he wakes up again?" Pthahnil asked, "That would affect your plans."

"His mind has turned into my strength, even if he wakes up again, he is no longer him" Satan checked the drop of water in his heart, "A fake dead person who can stabilize the relationship, or a real dead person who attracts the revenge of the jackal, which is more valuable, don't need me to talk more... ”

"You're a bad laugh at being able to reuse waste," Pthahnil said, shrugging his shoulders. "But are you sure that seeing him like this, Red Flame Pine won't go crazy?"

"As long as there is a silver liner ... Humans don't give up, even if they know it's never going to happen," Satan said lightly, "and that's the sad thing about them." ”

"The analysis is really thorough~" Pthahnil dusted off his dust and moved his feet away.

"Each other," Satan turned to look at Ngawang, "bring him back to Fangyuan, you will still be the steward of the Fire Rock Team in the future, and you will have nothing to do with us... ”

"What you promised me," Ngawang hesitated, his face hesitant.

"I've always remembered, I'll take care of that kid, you don't have to worry" Satan waved his hand, impatient.

"I see," said Pthahnil, Ngawang picked up the thistle and walked slowly outside.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Pthahnil thoughtfully,

"Did you use family affection to rebel?" Pthahnil immediately wondered, "How can someone like him be swayed by such narrow feelings... It's unbelievable ... ”

"Pthahnil, you have to remember that if you want to defeat someone, the first thing you need to pay attention to is not his strength, but his weakness~" Satan picked up another heart droplet from Ladios's side, and his tone fluttered, "As long as you find it, no matter how strong you are, you will become vulnerable!" ”