Shaquila had been in the advanced mimicry space for almost a year. This time, it had finally managed to escape after molting. Mo Yan didn't want to send it back so soon.
Previously, when fighting the metal monsters, Shaquila had used more Ground Type skills because of its attribute advantage.
But in reality, because Shaquila's final evolution was Rock + Evil, Ground Type skills weren't what Mo Yan paid the most attention to.
Evil Type skills weren't displayed. After all, it hadn't evolved yet, so there was no rush. But Rock Type training had always been the most important.
In the past, Shaquila had relied on its excellent control of skills to often cause unexpected damage to the enemy.
And now, it could be seen with the naked eye that the rocks that Shaquila could control were only the size of pebbles, but now they were all the size of fists.
This was achieved without lowering its speed. The most direct result was that its power had increased by several times.
Even if it gave up on its roundabout attacks, Shaquila wasn't afraid of a direct confrontation.
The three of them continued north to the famous Sand Arc Forest. Just as Dawu said, as they approached the Sand Arc Forest, they met more and more trainers and adventurers.
"Are you trainers? Then accept my challenge! Go, Arabian flower … "
"I heard that you have a Shaquila, so I specially came to challenge you. Do you dare accept the challenge …"
"I want to see how strong a Quasi God is. Can you fight with me?"
"I, I … I also came to challenge Shaquila. Can you go easy on me?"
"…"
Tyrannical, hot-blooded, amusing, introverted … all kinds of strange trainers came to challenge Mo Yan's Shaquila.
Mo Yan didn't refuse any of them. He directly let Shaquila fight them.
For trainers who weren't strong enough, Mo Yan chose to fight them head-on and send them flying.
If they were strong enough, Shaquila's endless attacks could also beat the enemy until they couldn't tell north from south.
After many battles, Shaquila won one battle after another. It already had the aura of a Quasi God Banjira.
In the end, if you were strong enough, it was best to fight head-on and insta-kill your opponent. The so-called tactics were just to make up for the lack of strength.
On the other hand, Pichu, who had been doted on by thousands of people, had officially passed its infancy stage yesterday and could officially begin the competition.
Unfortunately, although Pichu would earnestly and enthusiastically cheer for each of its companions when they were fighting, it did not seem to be keen on fighting.
After ending its infancy, Mo Yan specifically found a small Lada with average strength. This was to ensure that Pichu could win its first battle and let it experience the joy of battle.
Pikachu won, and little Lada was knocked to the ground. However, the expected result was not achieved. Pikachu continued to play with Shaquila without a care in the world. In his eyes, no one wanted to fight again.
Perhaps, Pichu was really only suitable for acting cute? Mo Yan thought.
Since he was unwilling to fight, Mo Yan did not force him. There were many people in his team who liked to fight, and the Evil Faction was generally better at attacking.
It was just a cute pet, Pichu. Mo Yan could still afford it.
"Hey, hey, what kind of spirit is that? It's a little cute. "
Mark pointed at a group of purple balloons floating in the air and asked curiously.
"Floating Ball, a Flying-type + Spirit-type sprite. It often appears in the Mystical Region. Sand Arc Forest indeed lives up to its reputation!"
George gave Mark some basic information about the Floating Ball, and at the same time, he didn't forget to sigh.
This was not the first Elfin they had encountered outside of the Fangyuan District, but Floating Ball was considered a rare Elfin in the Mystical District.
It was no wonder that the Sand Arc Forest could attract so many trainers to come here. In a situation where transportation was blocked and communication between different regions was not smooth, having a rare sprite in the region, regardless of whether it was strong or weak, was something worth learning.
With the rise of trainers and other professions, Mo Yan knew that there would be an unimaginable trend in the future.
Region Sprite Fusion!
The life plan of a regular trainer was like this. After subduing at least six elves in a certain area and obtaining eight local badges, they would participate in the alliance tournament.
If they didn't obtain any good results and weren't valued by a big company or alliance, then they would start over in another area.
Because there was a limit to the Elfin's talent, after going through an area, some Elfins might have reached their final evolution, while others were still in place without any growth.
Now, it was clear which one to train.
Then, the trainer would go to the next area again, collect the local badges, subdue the local Elfin, and challenge the Elfin Alliance again.
Perhaps they hadn't obtained the desired results and hadn't subdued a talented partner, but it didn't matter!
They would change to another area and try again!
Just like that, after the trainer had gone through many areas. A strong Elfin team would be slowly formed, and then they would shine in a certain conference!
Walking to the peak of life!
This was the path that most trainers took to become stronger. If Mo Yan hadn't accidentally obtained the Power of Darkness, he could only slowly improve like this.
Then, here came the problem!
After the trainer had formed a complete team, what would the remaining Elfins who had no talent and no strength do?
Or rather, how would they deal with them?
Foster them!
Release them!
Sell them!
No matter what the method was, the trainer couldn't specially send every Elfin to their respective hometown, the place where they had subdued them in the first place.
Dealing with them nearby was the most economical and profitable way!
After all, the Elfins of each area would more or less increase their value if they went to other areas.
Because of the commercial activities of humans, the Elfins began to exchange goods with each other.
The Elfins that were released could only be forced to adapt to the environment and reproduce in unfamiliar places thousands of miles away from their hometown.
Just like that, the Elfins of each area began to be forced to leave their hometown and compete with the local Elfins for survival.
Now, the lively scene in the Sand Arc Forest seemed to be a microcosm of the future.
Mo Yan also knew that in the near future, this place would be valued by a big company. They would directly buy this Forest and establish a Sand Arc Paradise in the name of subduing the Elfins of other areas, attracting a large number of trainers.
Fortunately, the reason for the integration of the Elfins of this area was full of darkness and cold-bloodedness, but the result was not as bad as imagined.
The abundance of species also promoted the development of many industries related to Elfins. It also made Elfin Trainers, Elfin Cultivators, and even Elfin Researchers more prosperous.
Mo Yan looked at Shaquila who didn't need his command on the battlefield and was able to kill in all directions. His thoughts had long drifted to an unknown place.
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