Soul communication was different from the very rare telepathy. This was a type of resonance that only evil elves could form with Mo Yan.
They opened up their souls to each other, allowing the other to explore their own memories.
In Mo Yan's mind, Banjira's life was displayed before his eyes like a slideshow.
A dark green egg elf lay in the dim cave. At some point, a small crack had appeared on the elf egg. Shining blue light shone from the crack. That was the light of hatching.
The young Youkira opened its sleepy eyes in a daze. It didn't cry, nor did it feel helpless.
It looked around quietly, turned its head, and ate the shell of the elf egg with a crunch. It rubbed its hungry red belly, and then looked at the dark rocks around it.
"Crunch … Crunch crunch crunch … Crunch crunch."
When it was hungry, it would gnaw on rocks. When it was full, it would sleep. Youkira had the attributes of rocks and ground, so it didn't need to replenish its water. The dark rocks were its best food.
Every time it woke up, Youkira would try its best to find the dark rocks among the ordinary rocks, and then eat them with crunch crunch.
Sometimes it would go up, sometimes it would go down, sometimes it would go to the left, sometimes it would go to the right. Youkira's small body was somehow able to eat rocks several times its size every time.
Day after day, year after year, when Youkira had been gnawing on the black rocks for a long time, a ray of light suddenly shone on its face.
This was the first time Youkira had felt sunlight. After it had completely drilled out of the cave, it saw green grass, blue sky, mountains, rivers, lakes, and other creatures besides the scenery!
Forest elves were very dense, so the competition for survival occurred at any time. For the first time, Youkira knew that collisions could be so painful, and the water gun was even more terrifying.
It had learned to fight back!
The battle talent in its bones was stimulated, and Youkira quickly made its opponents feel the terror of a Quasi God. Even though it was just a baby, the dignity of a Quasi God was not to be blasphemed.
It fought again and again, not for more delicious fruits, not for a wider territory, but to make the opponent admit that it was stronger than it!
Then, Kira evolved. The silver-white armor gave it endless defensive power. Ordinary attacks could hardly hurt it, but it was always sleepy. In a daze, it remembered its "home".
Once again sinking into the ground, Shaquille, who had retracted his aura, began to devour the black rocks. Eating, sleeping, waking up, eating. Shaquille felt that he had returned to the comfortable and healthy state he had been when he was just born.
After an unknown period of time, Shaquila slept for a whole month for the last time. When it woke up, what welcomed it was the dazzling light of evolution!
The Desert Ruler, Banjira!
It began its own 'journey', fighting all the way without fear. The scars on its armor grew more and more, and it also grew stronger and stronger!
Finally, on a certain moonlit night, Banjira defeated the strongest player in the territory and became the leader!
It had become a king and was respected by all the elves around it. It began to enjoy this kind of treatment. It had to protect its territory and its subordinates. It continued to fight!
The scene suddenly flashed by. When the camera slowed down again, Banjira's eyes had somehow become infinitely gentle.
Looking down, it was holding a dark green elven egg in its hands. Even Mo Yan, who was watching from the side, could feel the warmth from its bloodline.
In order to hatch its own child, Banjira resolutely threw away its position as the leader and returned to the underground. It looked for the black rocks that were most suitable for its race to grow and quietly waited for its child to be born.
At this time, Mo Yan also noticed that Banjira had become older. Its reactions were slower, its appetite was smaller, and its armor was not as hard as before. Its ferocious eyes had become gentler, and gradually, it was no longer violent.
At this time, Mo Yan appeared in its memory …
Compared to Mo Yan who was amazed by Banjira's exciting life of fighting and killing, Banjira was shocked because it saw Mo Yan's biggest secret.
Rebirth!
The black energy of darkness slowly dissipated. Banjira and Mo Yan came back to their senses. Mo Yan's eyes flashed with admiration, but Banjira's eyes were abnormally complicated.
It knew that it only had one year left to live, but it also knew that Youkira's growth in the next 20 years would be. Not only was it subdued by the humans, but it also entrusted the humans to take care of Youkira.
Could it be because of that mysterious power?
Banjira did not know, but when it knew that it did not have long to live, Banjira also felt that this was quite good.
"Youkira?"
Banjira looked at the child in its arms as it carried Youkira down from its shoulders. It was reluctant to part with the child, but it still slowly placed it on the ground.
Youkira was small, but it was unbelievably calm. When it heard that its father wanted it to follow the humans, it was only slightly surprised. Then, it slowly walked to Mo Yan's side and stood still.
"Roar!"
There was another deafening sound, but the sound was filled with reluctance. Banjira disappeared into the hole without looking back.
"Youkira, please take care of me in the future!"
"Youkira!"
Youkira's eyes were moist, but it seriously and steadily placed its small hand on Mo Yan's outstretched palm.
It was as firm as a boulder!
"Let's go!" Mo Yan's mouth curved into a smile. He called Soroya and Ghost Stone, and led the newly joined Youkira in another direction.
… …
Reporting to my lord, a rookie from the Hualan branch, a red card assassin, and a green card assassin have disappeared. After searching, a pile of nameplates and pokeball remnants were found in the ruins of a bush.
The leader of this trial, a silver card assassin, was sitting motionlessly with his eyes closed. The leader of the Hualan branch, a blue card assassin, was carefully reporting with his head lowered.
Beside him was a tray with some black fragments and a dozen or so pokeball buttons. This was the hardest part of a pokeball to damage.
"If he's dead, I want to see his corpse. Go and investigate."
"Yes, my lord!" The blue card assassin was shocked and afraid, and quickly retreated.
Outside the tent, the other deputy leader of the Hualan branch was anxiously waiting. When he saw the blue card assassin, he quickly went up to greet him.
"Leader, there might be a big problem this time!"
"What's wrong?"
"The investigation found that the three missing people have a complicated relationship. The rookie, codenamed hl20, was kidnapped by the green card deputy leader, and the red card assassin in charge of recording his performance in the trial had a conflict with number 20 in the cage trial!"
"The rookie managed to kill us twice? And then escape from the encirclement we set up? How is that possible! " The blue card leader obviously didn't believe it, but he immediately thought of a more important problem. "Then what about number 20?"
"That's the worst part. Before a rookie passes the trial, their data is all uploaded to the system by the red card assassin in charge of the cage trial." The green card deputy leader gritted his teeth and said, "But that lunatic probably also wanted to kill number 20, who was against him in the trial, so …"
"You're saying that we don't even know the true identity of number 20?"
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