Elf: How do you cultivate immortality in the elf world?

Chapter 433 Millerton, who was confronted by a bull in front of him.

Taleborgs!!!
So Leighton almost cried out.

Both He and Milton were born prematurely because of Talebagos. Although Talebagos was not their father god, he was not far off.

Groudon?
Therefore, Leton's expression changed again. In addition to carrying Talebages with him, this human also had Groudon residing in his divine mark.

Groudon is a Tier 1 God, and it's among the top Tier 1 Gods.

Therefore, although Leighton was savage and violent, he was also self-aware.

The ratio between Him and Groudon is at most 40/60, with Him having 40% and Groudon having 60%.

If we include those special temporary evolutions, then it's a 30/70 split, or even an 80/20 split.

As for the other god hiding in the divine mark, he is merely a level three god, and a pure dragon at that, utterly insignificant.

Even if the opponent repairs its body, it will at most have the combat power of a level one divine beast, but its rank will still be that of a level three god.

Therefore, Leighton suddenly realized that he had indeed been reckless.

Even if Milton hadn't undergone that peculiar evolution, the battle would still be the same; the only difference would be whether it was a one-on-one fight or a group fight.

"How did a ruthless guy like Millardon learn to team up and isolate others?"

"Millerton...you bastard."

Therefore, Milton looked at Milton with a complicated expression, unable to understand why his nemesis had become like this.

I was actually isolated.

"Gan!"

"Millerton! You fucking deserve to die! This is clearly a war between the two of us gods, and you actually called for reinforcements!" Millerton gritted his teeth, even wanting to rush up and fight Millerton to the death.

However, considering that if he jumped again, he might be sealed away by Milton and his men, Milton abruptly stopped.

Forbearance!

Through self-comfort and hypnosis, Guleton gradually regained the rationality befitting a true deity.

"Millerton! What are you doing back here? Do you want to get beaten up again?" Millerton demanded aggressively.

Therefore, Leighton remained silent and instead charged headfirst into Lu Li.

It all happened so fast that Millerton didn't even have time to stop it.

Therefore, Leighton's size is different from the 2.5 meters in the game; his true divine form is now 25 meters tall.

The consequences of such a massive body crashing into a person are self-evident.

Just as Lu Li was about to retaliate, he discovered that Gu Leton had actually crashed into his body.

Land from:"???"

Lu Li almost thought he had fallen under an illusion, so he hurriedly and frantically checked himself, even scanning himself with his divine sense.

After realizing that he was indeed alright, Lu Li finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Upon witnessing this scene, Millardon's composure crumbled instantly.

It's like the God of War seeing his mortal enemy, the Minotaur, right in front of him.

His house was raided!
Tragic story: That shameless bastard Leighton stole our house!

Seeing the newly appeared divine mark on Lu Li's body, and Gu Leton residing in the divine mark, Milton was completely stunned.

He seemed to see Guleton's smugness and unbridled mockery.

"Millerton? What's wrong with me?" Lu Li asked, bewildered.

Millerton opened his mouth as if to say something, but then stopped himself.

Like a powerless husband who has just returned home to find his wife suffering from his boss's sexual harassment.

In the end, all the silence and helplessness turned into a long sigh.

"It's alright, it's a good thing."

With a sorrowful expression, Millardon willingly entered the Master Ball and then entered the world of his mind.

In his mind's eye, Milton roared angrily, "Milton! You bastard, come out here if you dare!"

"If you have the ability to seize it, why don't you have the ability to stand up?"

Groudon looked helplessly at the impotently furious Milton.

What does it mean that excessive joy leads to sorrow?

This is what they call "extreme joy turning into sorrow".

Groudon silently kept this in mind. He, Groudon, absolutely could not follow in Milton's footsteps, and he absolutely could not let Kyogre steal the crystal.

Tallaght was also left speechless by Gullerton's stunt.

"You can get revenge like that? This kid's got some skills!" Talebagos exclaimed in disbelief.

After a long period of impotent rage, Milton slowly entered the realm of the mind.

"You cheated first, you bastard! It was a war between the two of us, but you let humans interfere and even shook the gods." After saying this, Guleton glanced at Talebagos and Groudon beside him.

It's self-evident who this statement is implying.

Taile Bagos: "..."

Groudon: “…”

“Young man, in this world, connections matter. These days, even gods need to form cliques,” Groudon said in a godlike tone.

Therefore, Leighton: "..."

Although it was quite speechless, Gu Leton still nodded in agreement, after all, he was a victim of forming cliques.

“If you can’t beat them, join them. There’s nothing shameful about that,” Talebagos chimed in with a chuckle.

He was still happy to see Guleton join the family. After all, he was so badly injured that if Guleton and Milton were allowed to fight, the whole world would suffer.

As a responsible god of fate (as Talebagos sees himself), Talebagos does have some sense of responsibility.

Groudon didn't care, so it didn't matter if Leton joined if he couldn't win, as long as it wasn't Kyogre who made the move.

Groudon was indeed somewhat grateful to Groudon, since if it weren't for Groudon's example, he might have become a victim of such tactics in the future.

“Alright, let’s set some rules. You can argue here, but you can’t fight, at least not in the real world.” After saying that, Talebagos looked at Guleton.

Therefore, it is impossible for Leighton to go against the grain at this time. After all, he is just an outsider now, and if he gets angry at this time, he will only be ganged up on.

Although Millerton was extremely unhappy, the die was cast, and he could only grit his teeth and accept it.

As for driving the other party away?

Even if Guletun were to leave Lu Li's body, they would still be unable to get rid of him as long as he stubbornly followed Lu Li.

As for gathering three first-level gods to seal Gu Leton?
He truly wanted that.

The problem is that we can't spare three first-level gods right now. After all, Talebagos is half-dead right now. Let alone sealing him with the Land of Rules, even using a little bit of the power of rules would only worsen his injuries.

After hurling his rant, Millardon left the world of the mind.

So, Leedon and Groudon started exchanging words.

…………

Lu Li thoughtfully pulled open his clothes, looked at the fleeting mark on his chest, and sighed helplessly.

good news.

He gained another special ability, which could even be described as a supernatural power.

Bad news. He's got another tally mark on his body now; if this keeps up, he's afraid he won't have enough surface area.

“Millerton, is this the divine mark left by the ancient Millerton? Why? Aren’t we enemies?” Lu Li asked, puzzled.

"It's alright, it's just that shameless guy who insisted on giving it to you anyway, so just accept it as a benefit," Millerton said helplessly.

Lu Li nodded.

It's a pity that Guleton left; he still wanted to trick Guleton into working for him.

Therefore, while Leighton left behind the mark of the gods, he also gave him the power to control the past.

This ability is very special. In addition to greatly enhancing his physical abilities, the main effect of the power of the past is to rewind to the past.

In other words, he can now be considered the world's greatest archaeologist.

Because as long as he can access the power of the past, he can peek into everything that happened to a certain object in the past, just like time travel, except that this kind of time travel can only be used for a single object or life form.

This ability is neither particularly strong nor weak.

The only downside is that it doesn't help much in battle, but this ability can be used to review some battles.

This ability cannot be used on oneself, which is a drawback, but it can be used on one's own spirits, which is almost the same as being able to use it on oneself.

…………

The words are divided into two parts.

Unbeknownst to them, the Charizard and Tropius, whose battle ended extremely quickly, faced an utterly dumbfounded situation after leaving the secret realm.

Unable to find Meloetta where they could watch a show or listen to music, the Charizard hesitated for a moment before deciding to go find Ike.

Meanwhile, Ekko is also facing a crisis.

Although Lu Li had warned him in advance, Ike realized that he still had a long way to go when those powerful families actually made their move.

"Two master-level trainers, you really think highly of me." Ike said helplessly, looking at the two people in front of him.

Both trainers wore masks and cloaks, making it impossible to see their true appearances. However, judging from the Pokémon beside them, both trainers were at least master-level trainers.

The trainer, wearing a white smiley face mask, sighed with regret:

"Blame it on the fact that you are Lu Li's subordinate. The power he now wields has seriously disrupted the balance of this world, so you have no choice but to die."

"I remember the boss saying that when you teamed up with the dark organization to assassinate Rein, you only sent a champion-level trainer."

"But now you've sent out two master-level trainers. It seems the boss is putting a lot of pressure on you."

Ike scoffed dismissively.

joke!

In this world, connections matter.

Not only does he have the boss, a god-like trainer, behind him, but he also has the ideal god by his side.

Ike didn't believe the God of Ideals would just stand by and watch him be killed. After all, he was different from Raine; he had truly gained the God of Ideals' approval.

"My God, are you ready to make your move now?" Ike asked in his mind.

"Can!"

A majestic voice answered in Ike's mind.

It's time to once again demonstrate the power of ideals to the world!
"You're not still thinking of stalling for time and waiting for Lu Li to come to your rescue? I advise you not to waste your time. We only made our move after we were sure he wouldn't come to your aid," the trainer wearing a black smiley face mask mocked.

"You still dare to mess with the boss?" Ike looked at the two of them in surprise.

Of course they wouldn't dare, but how could they admit to something like this?

"That's enough, prepare to die!"

"Electric Beast, take care of this guy."

The white-masked trainer had barely finished speaking when a bolt of lightning struck.

What followed was an incredibly heavy sense of oppression.

Just as Electivire was about to make its move, it was instantly struck by lightning and slammed into the ground. If Zekrom hadn't deliberately held back, Electivire would have died on the spot.

The two trainers, who had been so confident, turned deathly pale upon seeing the black figure.

"Zekhrom, the Ideal Dragon?" The black-faced trainer practically gritted his teeth as he uttered the title and name.

There was a time when he even fantasized that it was his own descendant who summoned this being.

Unfortunately, all of this came to naught during the college entrance examination competition.

"You've actually gained the approval of the Ideal Dragon? How is that possible?!" the black-masked trainer roared in disbelief.

Neither the black-faced mask nor the white-faced mask could understand why Ike had gained the approval of the Ideal Dragon.

According to historical records, reserve ideal messengers had to undergo rigorous tests by the ideal dragon before they were qualified to become true ideal messengers.

The current assessment process will be very long and difficult.

The problem is that they haven't received any response at all, since the Lu family has always been a key target for both them and you.

They should be able to know about your every move immediately.

Of course, Ike couldn't explain something like that.

Ike quipped, "You guys were pretty much bullying the weak just now, weren't you? Even though you've already made your move, you should have been prepared to be bullied in return, right?"

The man in the white mask and the man in the black mask exchanged a glance, both seeing helplessness and fear in each other's eyes.

You definitely can't outrun them.

They are not so arrogant as to think they can escape from the dragon of their ideals.

"No wonder the elders prophesied that this operation would be a matter of life and death; it turns out that a deity intervened," the white-faced masked man thought bitterly.

Before taking action, he specifically consulted the clan's prophecy spirit, but the prophecy spirit's ability to foresee the future seemed to have failed.

This isn't actually a bad thing; it's just that it can't be predicted. Such things happen frequently, and it's better not to predict them than to predict certain death.

But to everyone's surprise, the reason why the prophecy spirit could not make prophecies was because a god was present.

They are now facing two choices.

A desperate gamble, betting that the opponent is all show and no substance.

If you win the gamble, you will live; if you lose, you and your companions will all perish.

Or they could simply back down and sacrifice themselves to give their companions a chance to survive.

The black-masked trainer and the white-masked trainer made their choices almost simultaneously.

The black-faced trainer chose to release his other partner.

"Galers! Full Power Explosion!" the dark-faced trainer shouted frantically.

Upon hearing this, the white-masked trainer's expression changed. He quickly released his partner and shouted, "Arcanine! Quick! Take me away from here!"

Just as Golem was about to unleash a massive explosion after receiving the order, it was blasted apart by Zekrom's Psychic Hammer. The White Masked Trainer, who was preparing to teleport away, was also immobilized in place.

"It turns out it's true."

The black-faced trainer smiled bitterly upon seeing this scene.

As if it had been expected.

The white-masked trainer immediately recalled Arcanine, then raised his hands and shouted, "Please spare my companions! They are innocent! I am the one who wields the knife!"

(End of this chapter)