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336 Ghost Rage, Energy Riot(1/2)

"Click!"

Mimikyu nodded, and when he locked his eyes on the Death Coffin, his body turned into a shadow and flew out quickly. Behind him, a ghost claw was raised high and swung out quickly!

The combination of Shadow Sneak Attack and Shadow Claw allows Mimikyu to unleash its most powerful attack while bursting with speed.

It believes that if this attack can hit, it will definitely be able to severely damage it!

Bang!

And this is true!

As Mimikyu's attack fell, the death coffin instantly lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

"Success?!"

The Death's Coffin was solved so easily, which suddenly made Jiang Xiaobei feel a little unrealistic, as if Mimikyu had encountered a fake Death's Coffin.

Isn’t this too weak?!

Just when Jiang Xiaobei thought this, the four arms of the death coffin suddenly turned into gray air and began to dissipate, leaving only a coffin in the end.

At the same time, both the wall of masks that originally blocked Mimikyu and the mask and shield that fought fiercely with the little fire horse were all stopped there.

"Ouch!!"

The little fire horse seized the opportunity, and the phantom light burst out, bombarding the mask and shield, instantly shattering it into pieces.

The rolling of the rumble stone was also superimposed for the fifth time. It exploded with all its strength and bombarded the mask wall. The huge impact shook the entire mask wall. Fine cracks appeared on the mask and spread rapidly.

, in just a moment, the mask wall shattered and collapsed!

Seeing this, Nan Kezhan finally couldn't control his inner worry and rushed towards the coffin left behind by the God of Death.

"Cry!"

Nan Kezhan put his hands on the coffin and tried to open it, but the coffin was tightly closed and would not move at all no matter how hard he tried.

"Mimikyu, use the mallet!"

Jiang Xiaobei also walked up quickly and asked Mimikyu to help.

"Click~"

The power of the grass attribute on Mimikyu Q's tail gathered together, aimed at the gap where the coffin fit, and slapped it hard, immediately lifting it open.

Among them, a Crying Mask without a mask was lying in it, falling into a coma.

In addition to crying, there is also a fairy ball.

"Cry, cry!"

Nan Kezhan picked up the elf ball, took Crying Mask out of the coffin of the Death God, and called it gently, but Crying Mask didn't respond at all.

"Mask...Xiaobei, did you bring the mask of Crying Mask?"

Nan Kezhan, who looked anxious, suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked Jiang Xiaobei.

"Yeah! Mimikyu!"

Jiang Xiaobei had always kept the crying mask in Mimikyu's cloth cover, and was kept by Mimikyu.

Hearing this, Mimikyu immediately took out the Crying Mask and handed it to Nanke Zhan.

The mask of Crying Mask is a very important thing to him. Long-term separation will make him fall into a continuous state of weakness. Crying must be unconscious because he has lost the mask for too long.

Nan Kezhan carefully put the crying mask back on it.

"Cry, cry... cry, cry..."

However, Crying, who had regained his mask, was still in a coma and showed no signs of waking up.

However, its mask suddenly flickered, emitting an earthy yellow hazy light.

"What is going on? Are you going to evolve?!"

Jiang Xiaobei said with a look of surprise, but he quickly rejected this conjecture, because this yellow misty light was far from the bright light of evolution, and the light only appeared on the mask and did not cover the crying person.

Body.

"Crying~Crying~"

"Cry~"

"Cry~"

"..."

As the mask flickered, the mask fragments that had been shattered by the little fire horse and the rumble stone began to let out bursts of cheers, and actually floated into the air again.

However, they did not unite together, nor launch an offensive against everyone again. Instead, they were holding a feast, floating up and down in the air, and dancing up and down around the Crying Mask.

"These masks..."

Both Jiang Xiaobei and Nan Kezhan were a little surprised. They didn't quite understand what these masks were about, but from their voices, it was clear that they seemed to be expressing their goodwill and attachment.

And what they are targeting seems to be the Crying Mask lying unconscious on the ground!

"Crying~Crying~"

"Cry~"

"..."

In the free dance, a force suddenly emerged from inside these broken masks, forcibly breaking them into pieces until they were completely broken into extremely fine powder.

"Cry-!"

All the voices seemed to come together at this moment, shouting out their hearts, calling for crying.

"Crying?"

Crying in his sleep, he seemed to hear voices one after another, gently telling their stories in his ears, and expressing a trace of attachment and expectation to him.

"Crying..."

In the hazy state, Weeping opened his eyes and saw a swirling earthy-yellow airflow, wrapping its body and lifting it into the air.

It can be felt that these earthy air flows are continuously flowing into its mask, and at the same time, some energy is also pouring into its body.

Its body began to feel warm and it felt very comfortable.

"This is……"

Caught off guard, Jiang Xiaobei was a little worried when he saw the Crying Mask being swept into the air by the earthy-colored airflow. However, when he saw that the airflow still merged into the Crying Mask, Jiang Xiaobei felt a vague feeling.

A feeling of déjà vu.

Isn't this what the old ghost Alex did to Mimikyu back then?

As the khaki air flow pours in, you can clearly feel that the aura on Crying's body is getting stronger.

“Entry level?!”

When he saw Caiwei step into the entry-level from the ordinary level, Nan Kezhan couldn't help but widen his eyes. The scene in front of him was beyond the scope of what he could understand.

Although he has seen some scientific research reports, such as the fear of swallowing by the dream monster, when the energy is accumulated to a certain level, it can help it improve its level, but that also requires an accumulation process.

He couldn't understand the situation of crying. Logically speaking, there should be a long way to go before entry-level. It would take at least half a month of precipitation before a breakthrough could be made. But now, with the instillation of earth-colored air,

After just a few breaths, it reached the entry level so easily.

How can this be?!

Recalling the origin of these khaki airflows, Nan Kezhan still couldn't understand it, but he tried to make some guesses. Could it be the masks left behind by those crying masks? He wanted to use all the energy stored in them.

Give it to someone who will cry?!

Nan Kezhan was shocked!

Recalling the inscriptions he saw on the stone tablets and the patterns he saw at the entrance to the ruins of the God of Death, Nan Kezhan felt vaguely aware of it.

No wonder, the Death Coffin trapped itself and Weeping in his body, but never did anything to harm them. Moreover, at the beginning, those Weeping masks that remained among the masks seemed to have been there forever.

They were calling for something, trying to establish a connection with something, but they kept failing, and eventually they fell silent.

Thinking about it now, maybe they were just looking for a place to stay from the beginning, and his and Crying's intrusion allowed them to successfully find a place to stay.

However, after discovering the danger, Crying threw his mask out of the ruins, and then left the space in the eye of the storm. Perhaps because of this, they lost the medium through which they could establish their connection.

!!!

Nan Kezhan vaguely noticed something was wrong. He remembered that Crying had already fainted before he lost consciousness. Under such circumstances, how did it send a message to Jiang Xiaobei, telling him that he was trapped here?

Among the ruins.

Could it be that the death coffin controlled Crying, contacted Crying's mask, and then pretended to be Crying and passed the information to Jiang Xiaobei?

In fact, it was just as Nan Kezhan had guessed.

It was never Crying that established the connection with Jiang Xiaobei, but the Death Coffin, which established a connection with Crying and its mask by controlling Crying, and it was it that conveyed the message to Jiang Xiaobei.

Originally, the Death Coffin just wanted to control an elf and bring the mask back, but who knew that something unexpected happened and Jiang Xiaobei happened to bump into it.

Afterwards, just to seduce Jiang Xiaobei, it pretended to be Weeping and took the initiative to share the location of Nanke Zhan with Jiang Xiaobei.
To be continued...
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