In Lu Lili's field of vision, the billion-ton impact shining with brilliant light continued to grow. She took a deep breath, straightened her tail with a decisive attitude, and faced the billion-ton impact.
Shuttlecock woke up, and the comatose Heiluga also woke up at this time. Together with Lalulas, who had worked so hard to run to Lulili's side, they launched an attack.
Shuttlecock Mian's energy ball, Heiluga's Evil Wave, and Lalulas' telekinesis, these three skills hit the billions of tons of impact, slowing down the power of the billions of tons of impact. At the moment when the speed slowed down, Li Li
Li's tail struggled to catch the impact of billions of tons.
Shuttlecock Mian, Heiluga, and Larulus are still working hard to maintain their skills. Lulili is facing a huge pressure from the billions of tons of impact. She has fallen to the ground, with her back facing the billions of tons of impact, trying to
Mobilize more strength in this position.
This is the first time Luther has seen such a powerful collision of skills.
Despite the support of three elves, the billion-ton impact of the Dream Demon still had no intention of dissipating. Lulili's tail was already bent. Luther was so distressed that he couldn't help himself. He painfully made a decision in advance.
If it can't be stopped, let Lulili withdraw, otherwise, the impact of hundreds of millions of tons will bring Lulili into the boulder.
"Lu Lili..."
Just as Luther was about to make this cold decision, he saw Lu Lili's body flashing with a dazzling white light.
Luther, who was quite familiar with the evolutionary scene, was stunned.
The support elves were overjoyed to see the light of evolution. Lulili's smaller body gradually became rounder. The moment the light ended, Lulili, who had withstood the impact of billions of tons with her tail, turned around instantly, and Marylou grabbed her with both hands.
He grabbed the Dream Demon wrapped in billions of tons of impact energy and pulled hard, changing the direction of the Dream Demon's body.
With the howling wind, the dream demon kissed the ground violently, rolled several times on the ground, and fell to the ground. The gemstone ribbon decorated on the dream demon's body was completely turned into a pile of debris.
After confirming the status of several elves, Luther suddenly felt relieved and his eyes blurred before he fell down softly.
Luther came to a strange world, surrounded by white and boundless, as if shrouded in endless fog. He only remembered that he was fighting the dream monster a second ago, and when he came back to his senses, he came to this place.
Just as Luther was looking for a way out in the fog, the world suddenly became colorful, as if an invisible color pen was outlining the surroundings bit by bit, filling in rich colors.
Luther suddenly found himself in a magnificent castle, with colorful flowers blooming in the garden.
The dream demon appeared next to Luther. Her body seemed to have lost color and looked a little transparent.
The moment he saw the dream demon, Luther knew that he had fallen into the dream of the dream demon. This crazy guy actually pulled himself into her dream at the last moment.
The dream monster looked at Luther with quite complicated eyes, and Luther's mood was also very complicated. He could no longer figure out where this dream monster came from and what it wanted to do.
A dream monster broke into Luther's field of vision and distracted Luther's attention.
The Dream Demon happily shuttled through the sea of flowers. Suddenly, many beautiful flowers and ladybugs appeared in the courtyard. The elves flew and danced around the Dream Demon, while the Dream Demon happily enjoyed the guarding and teasing of other elves.
"Meng Yao, your behavior will trouble the young lady. Didn't you say that the young lady has difficulty moving, so try not to move too fast." A tall and thin butler, dripping with sweat, chased the dream demon and reminded him softly.
The dream demon looked a little lonely after hearing what the butler said, and the elves in the sea of flowers gradually became silent.
The butler's clothing is quite retro. Judging from Luther's knowledge, such retro clothing is at least the style of the Sinnoh region two hundred years ago. Now it will only appear at masquerade parties.
Luther turned to look at the dream demon beside him. By now, he had felt that this was the memory that the dream demon wanted him to see, which belonged to her.
The dream demon looked at the long bluestone road at the gate of the castle garden.
A thin girl was sitting in a wheelchair pushed by a Geely egg. Her pale face, deep-set eyes, lackluster, dry long hair, and heartbreaking coughing all told Luther that the girl in front of him was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old.
The girl was seriously ill.
The dream demon put away his lonely look and put his body into the girl's arms with a smile on his face. The girl carefully touched the dream demon with her skinny hands and muttered: "It's okay, I don't mind.
Let’s go play with Beautiful Flowers and the others.”
The dream demon leaned lightly against the girl's side, imitating the movements of the dream demon, and rubbed into the girl's arms little by little, and finally stopped next to the girl's hand caressing the dream demon. Following the rhythm of the girl's touch, he gently
He twisted his head, showing an expression of great enjoyment.
Luther looked at the Dream Demon quietly. He couldn't tell who was the illusory existence at this moment, but the Dream Demon's heartfelt attachment could not be hidden from Luther's eyes.
Time flies around, and the flowers in the sea of flowers wither and bloom, bloom and wither again.
The number of times the girl appeared in the garden became less and less. Luther walked in the empty courtyard of the castle, like an undead traveling through time and space, witnessing the huge clock on the castle being covered with vines little by little, and the bluestone road that no one walked on was covered with moss.
, the metal structures in the castle were corroded and rusted, and the number of servants was gradually decreasing.
The calendar inside the castle was gently turned by the dream demon, and the time had arrived three years later.
The scenery around Luther changed. He went from the spacious courtyard to the extremely warm and elegant room decorated with various dolls, flowers, and paintings.
On the girl's bedside is an open picture album, which contains early portraits of the Elf League competitions. Under the pictures drawn in various styles are comments written by the girl.
"If I can stand on this stage, I also want to risk everything for my own elf and to prove myself."
This is one of the sentences Luther saw.
Under the pale pink bed curtain, the girl's body looks like withered flowers outside the courtyard in winter, and the blood vessels on her skinny body are visible to the naked eye.
The dream monster lay on the girl's waist, a position where a girl could easily touch her.
The girl's gesture of caressing the dream monster was the same as in the courtyard three years ago, unhurried and full of tenderness and an indescribable peace.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute." The girl's voice was no longer soft and sweet, but had a hoarse and sharp voice that made Luther feel horrified.
"Just wait a little longer. If I die, you will be free. Forgive me for wanting to see more of this world. I'm sorry, Dream Demon and other elves."
"I really want to see what you look like after you evolve." The girl looked at the dream demon with eyes full of expectation.
The dream demon threw itself on the bed, howling loudly, but the dream demon just raised its head in fear, and then pushed the girl's hand hard with its head, as if it was dissatisfied with the girl's self-defeating speech.
Luther's nose was sore. He didn't know what kind of expressions, postures, and actions he should use to face this girl's words that could tell the difference between life and death. He could hear that the girl was extremely attached to living, and he could also hear that she was obsessed with living.
The guilt of the elf in the castle.
This is a man who wants to die.
The scene did not change, but the time in the room became faster and faster. When the heavy snow covered the surroundings of the castle, the stubborn girl threw away the hand of the lucky egg, stopped the dream monster from helping, and stood up hard.
She opened the wardrobe and selected a dress with the main color being lavender and the pattern on the skirt being magenta. It was just like the color scheme of a dream monster. She put it on while crying, laughing and panting.
When Luther turned his back to avoid suspicion and then turned back, the girl held up her skirt, squatted in the direction of Luther, and saluted gracefully.
Luther looked behind him. The girl in the mirror tried hard to control her throat. After trying her voice several times, she finally suppressed the hoarse and sharp voice.
The girl smiled with satisfaction: "What, this color scheme is so ugly."
After saying that, while crying, he collapsed on the bed and stopped breathing.
She didn't give Luther a chance to say, "It's actually pretty good-looking."
The dream demon cried bitterly, and Luther and he watched the dream demon in the room, who was constantly trying to wake up the girl, making all kinds of funny expressions, using his mind power to make flowers into faces, and then sobbing, pushing the girl's body and pulling his head
Arched on the girl's hand.
The moment the elves and butlers poured into the room, the scene in the room collapsed.
The bedroom is covered with cobwebs, the walls are covered with dust, and the furniture is decayed. The portraits in the girl’s bedroom have turned yellow and black, and have been chewed by insects and ants. The girl’s favorite doll is covered with mold spots. The dream monster
He lay quietly on the girl's bed, his head shaking slightly.
The castle was deserted, and there were no flowers blooming in the garden. Weeds grew like crazy and finally enveloped the castle in desolation.
From time to time, travelers accidentally break into this castle that has lost its owner. They seem to enjoy the excitement of this adventure, stepping on broken furniture, holding kerosene lamps or releasing fire elves to inspect every place.
The dream monster's phantom light caused these uninvited guests to flee the castle in terror. However, fear did not defeat these adventurers, and they began to enter the castle in groups.
The dream demon's illusion was finally broken, and under more pressing circumstances, the dream demon evolved into the dream demon on its own.
The dream monster was crying while scaring away all the uninvited guests.
This form that evolved after so much hard work should have been displayed in front of the girl, but it was a group of outsiders who witnessed it.
The dream demon came to the stone wall outside the girl's room and gently drew a vertical line on the wall. This was the counting method that the girl gave to the dream demon. Every time the dream demon defended the castle, he carved a vertical line.
This stone wall is densely packed with countless vertical marks, as if some beast...is venting its madness on the wall.