Mark knew that Mo Yan was rearing an excellent Little Dark Crow in the Dark Night Forest.
At the same time, under Mark's coaxing and pestering, George told him all about the Little Dark Crow's miraculous experiences.
Thus, he naturally knew what George wanted him to do.
However, Mark and Mo Yan were completely different from Mark. Whether it was the Power of Darkness or the Power of Constant Pan, they were born with the ability to materialize and use them directly.
However, his special ability was the illusory Luck!
Mark looked at Mo Yan who was silently protecting them, then looked at George whose lips were pale and body was trembling. He then turned his gaze to the lifeless Spirit Egg in his hand. However, he always felt that his fate was intertwined with the Spirit Egg.
At this moment, he really wished that he could be a little more serious and study his special ability more.
At least … at least he shouldn't be a burden to his companions. When facing his destined companions …
He shouldn't be so useless.
Mark closed his eyes and only thought of one thing in his mind.
Make the Spirit Egg come alive!
Come alive!
… …
However, ten minutes had passed. Other than George's face becoming even paler, nothing else had changed.
Mark kept muttering to himself. The eyeballs under his eyelids also moved restlessly. However, it was still useless.
Mark closed his eyes to make himself more focused. However, after so long without any results, he gradually became impatient, urgent, and uneasy.
… …
Another ten minutes passed. George had almost reached his limit. However, the Spirit Egg still didn't change.
The sound of flowing water outside the cave was like a drum, continuously beating on Mark's sensitive heart.
Uneasiness, anxiety, hesitation, and fear gradually turned into regret, madness, and despair.
Mark muttered as if begging, "Live! Live! Live … "
Tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes. As time passed, Mark felt that the little life in the Spirit Egg was about to leave him.
"No … No …"
Boom!
Mark, who had his eyes closed, suddenly felt that he couldn't hear or see anything. It was as if he had fallen into an abyss in an instant. Even his body was gone, leaving only his consciousness.
"Do you hate me?"
A voice suddenly sounded, making Mark tremble in fear.
"What do I hate? Who are you? Where am I? What are you trying to do? "
"Do you hate me? Do you hate the luck that you can't use on yourself? "
The voice continued, as if it was talking to itself.
"What … do I hate? How many people envy this ability? "Mark asked loudly, as if this could reduce his fear.
"Do you really not hate me? You can't even use your luck on yourself, and you have to go through a test of life and death every time you get a fairy. "
"I don't hate you. I already have the Abbo-monster, Mount Dragon, and that Elf Egg … That's right, the Elf Egg hasn't been revived yet. I beg you, let me out! I'm going to save my friend! "
Mark finally remembered the most important thing, but as the only consciousness he had left, he could only plead bitterly.
"No, you hate me! You could have easily gained more companions!
Back then, the Abba Snake was lucky enough to survive because it lost half of its body, but Gugu died, and so did Bear Cub! Do you think that all of this is fine? "
The voice started to get angry, and it started to roar and question.
"No … I don't." Mark was speechless. Gugu and Bear Cub were an eternal pain in his heart, and he could not let it go.
"Right, you hate it. You hate this curse of luck. You hate that it can only bring you bad luck, but it always helps others."
"I … Yes, I hate it!" Mark was silent for a long time, then suddenly said softly.
"You should hate it. If you hate this power, I can help you take it away. This way, you can escape from the sea of bitterness, and you can be like a normal trainer, subduing many fairies …"
"No, I don't hate this power." Mark directly interrupted the voice.
"What I hate is that I'm always so weak and timid. In the past, I couldn't protect Gugu and Bear Cub, and now, I can't protect the little life in the Elf Egg."
"I hate my weakness!"
* Bang! *
The darkness was like a mirror, shattering into pieces. Mark once again heard the sound of rushing water, and his body regained its senses.
Somehow, Ma Ke seemed to feel a strange power that he could not see through or touch.
He subconsciously wanted to send this strange power to the Elf Egg.
This strange power did so very obediently, and instantly entered the Elf Egg in his hand.
* Buzz! *
The Elf Egg began to tremble slightly, and then it emitted a dazzling blue-white light.
This was … the light of hatching!
A few seconds later, the white light dissipated. Mark immediately looked at his hand and saw a tearful Pockerby staring at him with a soft and weak Pockerby.
"Pokeby …"
Pokeby affectionately reached out his two short hands, and made a gesture to Mark to ask for a hug.
"Pokeby, I'm so happy to see you!" Mark gently pulled Pokeby into his arms, and could not help but tear up again.
"Pokeby!" Pokeby rested comfortably on Mark's chest, and after a light yawn, he shrunk back into his egg state and fell asleep comfortably.
The exhausted George was supported by Mo Yan to lean against the wall. Facing Mark's grateful gaze, he only grinned slightly.
If Pokeby was saved, it would have been worth it.
Dawu watched silently the whole time, and did not say a word. One reason was that he could not get a word in.
Another reason was that he was extremely shocked by the series of actions of the three people in front of him.
Although he did not understand what Mark did in the end, from the conversation between the three of them, Dawu guessed that they might all have special abilities.
It was already very rare to meet someone with special abilities, and he met three at once.
What made him even more curious was how the three of them knew each other. Did they win the lottery?
Even a genius like Dawu had to re-evaluate Mo Yan and the other two.
So far, Dawu had obtained a fossilized Pokémon, the Immemorial Armor, and Mark had obtained his third destined partner.
Although the process was a bit complicated, the results were all good. Based on the current harvest, this underwater cave exploration was not in vain.
However, it was not over yet. They still had a lot of places to explore, and the Origin Stone that Mo Yan had been looking forward to did not appear.
But no matter what, with George's current state, everyone decided to return to the submarine to rest before continuing the exploration.
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