This elf world is a bit strange

After entering the valley, its strong vitality made it feel a little uncomfortable, and it struggled slightly in Firio's arms.

Firion, who was in tune with the dream demon, felt the same discomfort as his companion and could only hug it, soothing it softly to calm its somewhat nervous mood.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, looking at the Pokémon active here and the Double Axe War Dragon being normal, it shouldn't be a problem with the environment itself.

"Ono!"

Looking quietly at the grove in front of him for a moment, the double-axe war dragon turned his head and looked at Firion solemnly. He growled and pointed in the direction of the woods.

"You mean... let us in?"

Firion stared into the eyes of the double-axe war dragon, and glanced at the grove of trees that suddenly appeared among the lush grass, yet was extremely lush. He was a little confused.

But what he was sure of was that he did not sense any malice from the Double Axe War Dragon.

Otherwise, if a fight really came to a head, with the overwhelming power of this champion Pokémon and the dragon wave that could destroy the world from a distance, he and his partners would be completely helpless.

"Auno."

With a slight nod, the Double Axe War Dragon walked to Firio's side, and gently touched his waist with its long and sharp nails.

"Boom"

White light exploded, and the ignorant Heart Scale Treasure appeared.

"Je...Jera!"

The childish roar carried some of the heroic spirit of a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger. Xinlinbao looked at the double-axe war dragon that was countless times taller than himself with burning eyes, showing no weakness.

"Ono!"

The Double Axe War Dragon was not angry but happy. He stretched out his fingertips and pressed on the top of Heart Scale Treasure's head, pressing it to the ground neither lightly nor heavily. Then he raised his chin proudly and swung it twice in the direction of the woods.

"...Is that so? Well, I'll trouble you to take care of Heart Scale Baby. Heart Scale Baby, just stay with the Double Axe War Dragon for a while. I'll come out to pick you up later."

After a moment of hesitation, although he was a little worried, looking at the appearance of the Double Axe War Dragon and calculating the strength comparison between the two sides, Firion nodded expressionlessly, touched the Heart Scale Treasure who was still struggling to escape from the pressure of the Double Axe War Dragon, and walked into the woods with the Dream Monster in his arms.

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It is said to be a small forest, but there is a different world inside.

From the outside, it looked like a bush of about a hundred meters in radius, but when you walked deeper, you would find a narrow path that was barely wide enough for a person to pass through, leading straight to the distance with no end in sight.

The trees are neatly arranged and lush, squeezing the space tightly. They do not look like the result of natural growth, but rather like countless stacks and accumulations.

Although it is in the wild, it is clean and tidy, almost spotless.

The activities of living creatures that could be felt outside just now disappeared at this moment.

With just a quick glance around, Firio could conclude that this was definitely not a width that a double-axe war dragon, which was several times larger than its peers, could pass through. Even without destroying the trees, it was impossible for this giant dragon to enter this place.

The hazy mist lingered in front of and around us, making things right in front of us less clear.

Similar to the nightmare, from the moment he entered the valley, Firion's own powerful superpowers seemed to be restricted in some way, and this was even more so after he entered the woods.

Not only was the range compressed to just a few dozen meters around him, but the originally clear perception also became confused.

Things are blurry and unclear, as if being bound by a power higher than oneself, and everything is in the fog.

Feeling this abnormality, the mental power dormant in his mind began to stir, as if the king of beasts had been provoked and wanted to launch a counterattack.

But somehow, after a brief period of noise, the restless mental energy returned to calm, as if it had fallen asleep again.

Firion breathed a sigh of relief.

Once this force that is completely beyond one's control erupts, no one knows what will happen.

After taking several deep breaths to calm himself down, Firion and the Nightmare moved forward together, slowly disappearing into the dark and narrow path that led to nowhere.

......

......

"This is......"

I didn't know how far I had walked. The concepts of time and space lost their meaning in the foggy, dim and blurry environment.

But such a lonely and unknown road did not make Firion and the Nightmare feel afraid, just a little confused.

There seemed to be a vague breath that was silently calling them, making them feel not in danger at all, but rather very friendly, like... a call and an open embrace from their loved ones.

The deeper you go, the more genuine and warm this call becomes.

Even the dream demon, who was nervous because of the difficulty in mobilizing strength, was relieved by the invisible comfort, and looked forward eagerly, searching for the source of the information.

But through the seemingly thin layer of fog, I couldn't see anything clearly. I could only keep my head down and move forward, heading towards the small light in the distance.

......

......

Maybe ten minutes.

Maybe an hour.

Or maybe just a brief moment.

Perception has lost its meaning.

Firion only felt that he was already far away from the starting point, but there was no change in front of him. It was like rowing against the current in the dark, struggling to move forward, but he didn't know whether he was going upstream or unable to withstand the push of the current and passively drifting downstream.

There was little sunlight on the secluded path, only the slight and regular sound of hiking boots stepping on the soft soil, repeated countless times.

Wisps of life breath, as the machines moved forward silently, inadvertently seeped into Firio and the Nightmare, replenishing their strength and calming their moods.

Until a moment that was completely ordinary and without any characteristics.

Until a position that seems ordinary and no different from the past.

"Swish"

Everything has changed.

The darkness before my eyes dissipated.

The repetitive scenery slowly faded away.

The dark world suddenly became clear.

The small woods, or rather, an environment constructed by a special force, finally came to its end, revealing an open space surrounded and guarded by trees.

The diffuse mist gradually dissipated, and all blurry things became clear again.

The sun is shining, but it is not hot. The temperature and humidity are both comfortable and refreshing.

But at this moment, Philio could no longer care about this. He just stood stiffly on the spot holding the dream monster, neither moving forward nor retreating, looking steadily ahead, towards the center of the open space.

A colorful treasure tree stood there.

It is spotless, with a gentle scent, yet has an awe-inspiring elegance that cannot be deceived.

The rich vitality radiates from this center, transforming the nearby woods, the small valley, and even the entire forest.

The sleeping Xerneas in the form of a tree revealed its true appearance.

That is the God of eternal life.

Chapter 150 The Gift of Life

【Come...come here...】

It was a faint and hazy call, without any substantial sound, and full of sleepiness and chaos, but it seemed to rise out of thin air in the hearts of Firion and the Nightmare.

After a brief moment, it seemed to have exhausted its remaining consciousness and dissipated.

The source of this call is the magical tree in front of us that is flashing with colorful lights, and the sleeping Xerneas.

The abundant energy indicates that this powerful god has recovered in strength.

It has completely walked out of Team Flash's conspiracy and is no longer weak, but full of vitality and vigor.

However, the shape of the tree prevented it from recovering and it fell into a meaningless slumber, with only instinctive and scattered fragments of consciousness remaining.

Although they didn't know the reason and didn't know why it was them, Firion and the Dream Demon already had a vague idea of ​​each other's purpose.

The tacit partner looked at each other, nodded slightly, and walked forward slowly.

The closer I get, the more real the warmth and joy in my heart become, as if every cell in my body is cheering.

The precious trees, full of breathtaking beauty, flickered and a feeling of anticipation came to mind, like a little deer jumping in the woods.

It seems...it's really the Zhezhe who is somewhat similar to Senior Huayi...

There was a lot of teasing in Firio's heart, and his steps became lighter.

"Little dream demon, be careful and stay closer to me."

As he spoke, Firio stood in front of the tree and stretched out his hand towards the trunk.

"Madge!"

The little dream demon jumped lightly, stuck to Firion's hand, and went towards the sleeping Xerneas with him.

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"Ono..."

Outside the woods, the Double Axe War Dragon who was teaching skills to Heart Scale Treasure suddenly stopped and looked at the woods behind him with a bitter expression.

Hundreds of days and nights of watching seemed to be coming to an end.

Apart from that first meeting, it has never been able to see the true face of the god again, and it cannot help feeling a little disappointed.

Even the most powerful and invincible Pokémon has a soft side.

"bang"

A brief moment of distraction allowed Xinlinbao to bypass the obstruction of the sharp claws, and with a powerful impact, he hit the ankle of the Double Axe War Dragon with his solid headbutt.

"Gudong"

The double-axe war dragon was unharmed, but the Heart Scale Treasure who crashed into it fell on his butt.

"Jera!"

Shaking his dizzy little head, the unyielding Xinlinbao stood up again and rushed forward without any sign of cowardice.

"Auno? Auno!"

The childishness and ambition of Xinlinbao also diluted the emotions of Shuangxe War Dragon.

Lowering his head and looking seriously at the little guy who had just hatched from the shell, the Double Axe War Dragon smiled with relief, lowered his head, and began to train with this talented younger generation.

It has no offspring of its own, so when it sees a cub of the same dragon species with extraordinary talent, its heart is filled with love and doting.

The loneliness of serving the gods seemed to slowly fade away amid the not-so-warm bustle.

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"despair"

Firion's hand, along with the dream demon's, gently touched the tree trunk.

"Swish"

At the same moment of touch, all restraints disappeared with a flash of light, and abundant energy and a real sense of power returned to their bodies.

A weak pulling force passed into Firio's body through his palm.

The superpowers surging in the body, and even the dormant mental power, began to stir.

It was as if an electric current flashed through Firio's heart, and countless information flooded into his mind.

Filio instantly understood the intentions and experiences of this Carlos God of Life.

Xerneas, who was carried back to the base by Team Flare while in a deep sleep, lost too much energy due to the endless extraction of energy by the instruments and fell into unprecedented weakness.

Even the fateful battle with Yveltal a thousand years ago did not weaken it to this extent, and it almost lost the power that a Legendary Pokémon should have.

In order to recover as quickly as possible and to prevent itself from being used again when it was weak, it separated from Hua Yi, its like-minded partner, after the destruction of the main force of Team Flash, and found such a remote forest alone, where it fell into sleep again.

With the experience of the Flare Team incident as a lesson, this time it did not just sleep carelessly. Instead, before transforming into a tree, it used its remaining strength to create a small illusion forest on the periphery that condensed the aura of fairies.

The Double Axe War Dragon that had been living in this small valley also received its gift. With its vigorous vitality, it broke through the championship barrier that had troubled it for many years, and continued to grow and break through under the illumination of the light of life, until it reached its current level.

Under the influence and shaping of the breath of God, even though the Double Axe War Dragon could not get close to Xerneas and could only wait far away on the periphery, its strength also rose rapidly. It not only consolidated its champion-level energy, but also used it as a foundation to move forward step by step.