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.
"Xiao Bei, Death's Coffin!"
"Let Mimikyu stop Death's Coffin!"
Nan Kezhan's expression suddenly changed and he shouted to Jiang Xiaobei.
However, before Jiang Xiaobei could react, he saw the death coffin, which had lost all movement, suddenly began to tremble violently, and then the coffin collapsed, just like the previous masks, exploding into endless broken dust and turning into
A gray-brown airflow formed, rushing towards Cry.
In an instant, the gray-brown air flow merged with the earth-yellow air flow, and began to flow toward the crying mask together, and continued to inject it into its body.
If the khaki airflow that was originally transformed into the Crying Mask was always kind to Crying, allowing it to feel waves of warmth, then the grayish-brown airflow that was transformed into the Death Coffin was obviously aggressive and aggressive.
Overbearing, while it is pouring into Cry's body, it is also trying to seize control of his body.
It is clearly trying to use Crying's young body to resurrect again!
Moreover, it is not willing to be weak, and actually counts other Crying Masks as well!
It believes that as long as this young body accepts the instillation of all masks, and then adds all its remaining energy, it will be able to regain its glory in this body, and even be one step better than before.
.
"Cry!!!"
With the addition of the gray-brown airflow, the original comfortable and comfortable feeling of crying disappeared instantly, but was replaced by a kind of severe pain all over the body, as if the body was about to be completely destroyed.
"what happened?!"
Jiang Xiaobei didn't know why, but just from the crying reaction, it was not difficult to tell that something bad must have happened.
Nan Kezhan didn't have time to explain. Even if he was asked to explain, he couldn't explain it. In short, the death coffin gave him a very bad feeling from beginning to end. He trapped it at first and launched an attack on it.
It’s also a death coffin!
"Come out!"
Nan Kezhan took out an elf ball and released a blue elf.
This is Qingpiaopiao. Nan Kezhan got it in exchange for a small wood spirit when he was at the Elf Exchange Center. At this moment, this Qingpiaopiao has already taken the first step and entered the entry level.
"Qingpiaopiao, absorb the gray-brown airflow with all your strength!" Nan Kezhan gave the order to Qingpiaopiao with a serious face.
Hearing this, Qingpiaopiao immediately threw herself into the gray-brown airflow and began to take the initiative to suck in the gray-brown airflow.
"PuPu~~"
Different from the expression of crying, this gray-brown air flow was lightly inhaled into the body and quickly integrated into it, without any pain caused by being invaded.
It seems that the remaining consciousness of the Death Coffin can only be attached to Crying's body and will not affect other ghost-type elves.
Perhaps this point has something to do with the mask Ciali is wearing!
It was precisely because of that mask that established the connection with the Death's Coffin, which allowed the Death's Coffin to take advantage of it.
However, Qingpiaopiao's ability to absorb the energy of the gray-brown airflow is quite limited, and it seems that he was aware of Qingpiaopiao's addition, and the gray-brown airflow became more restless, regardless of the damage and pain it would cause to the crying body, and began to
Surges more crazily.
"A Zhan, what exactly is going on?" Jiang Xiaobei frowned and asked Nan Ke Zhan.
"It's the Death Coffin!"
"I suspect that this gray-brown airflow has its remaining consciousness, and it wants to invade the crying body through the mask!" Nan Kezhan said with a worried look.
The speed absorbed by Qingpiaopiao is quite limited. Judging from the current situation, the possibility of the Death Coffin succeeding in the end is still quite high!
After hearing Nan Kezhan's answer, Jiang Xiaobei glanced at Mimikyu, and they nodded in agreement.
"Go, Mimikyu!"
"Click!"
Mimikyu Q immediately rushed forward and began to actively absorb the gray-brown airflow, frantically incorporating it into his body.
With the addition of Mimikyu Q, the speed at which the gray-brown airflow flows into Cry's body has dropped significantly.
For a time, there was a trend of three pillars in the air.
The khaki airflow and the gray-brown airflow competed to rush towards Cry, and with the addition of Mimikyu and Qingpiaopiao, the gray-brown airflow separated into two vortices, one large and one small.
However, at this moment, the crying face still had a look of pain.
Seeing this, Jiang Xiaobei suddenly thought of something, took out an elf ball from his body, tossed it gently, and released another elf.
"Talk in sleep~~"
What Jiang Xiaobei released was naturally the dream monster he was going to give to Nan Ke Zhan.
As soon as it appeared, the dream demon smelled the smell of food, and excitedly pounced on it. Regardless of whether it was yellow or gray, he stuffed his bead all the way. However, after receiving a warning from Mimikyu,
, it obediently targeted the gray-brown airflow!
With the addition of the Dream Demon, the gray-brown airflow was once again separated into a vortex. In this way, Crying's complexion gradually started to look better.
At least it’s no longer as painful as before!
At the same time, the auras of the four elves in the sky were constantly increasing.