After receiving the congratulations of his companions, the excited Poquís gradually returned to her original elegant posture, and shyly broke free from Mark's embrace.
"Poquís!"
Poquís flew to the side of the grey keystone, and looked at it with a serious expression for a while, before whispering to Mark, who had followed over.
"Bury it? Or break it? Er … "Mark scratched his head, not understanding what Poquís was trying to say.
In the end, Poquís rolled her eyes cutely, and directly used the tips of her nimble wings to pick out an Air Pokeball from Mark's battle belt.
"Ah!"
Mark cried out, but before he could stop her, Poquís had already smashed the Air Pokeball into the keystone at her feet.
That was the Granite Monster that had lost its ability to fight!
Panic flashed through Mark's eyes, he had experienced the consequences of forcefully subduing an elf a long time ago.
Seeing that the Pokeball had already absorbed the keystone, Mark even wanted to directly destroy the Pokeball and let the Granite Monster out.
"Poquís!"
Poquís stopped Mark's actions, her broad white wings gently patting Mark's back, and her gentle cries seemed to be comforting him.
"It's fine."
Mark understood Poquís' meaning, and knew that Poquís had no reason to harm him.
Ding!
In just a short while, the Pokeball on the ground had already stopped shaking, and a notification sounded that the subduing was successful.
In other words, Mark had subdued the Granite Monster!
Without any warning at all, he had gathered his own team of six elves …
"Mark …" Mo Yan had also rushed over, frowning as he looked at the other, not knowing if he should celebrate for him.
"Boss … Poquís said it's fine, I believe it." Mark smiled, accepting this matter more calmly than expected.
Because the Granite Monster was very strong!
From the battle just now, it could be seen that this Granite Monster was very strong, and after subduing it, it could be said that it had become Mark's ace elf.
But at the same time, the Granite Monster had lived for who knew how long, and had no qualms about absorbing the souls of other elves.
Whether or not such an "evil spirit" would listen to orders was a small matter, but whether it would turn on Mark as a trainer was what Mo Yan was worried about.
With that thought, Mo Yan didn't hide his worries, and after Mark heard it, he fell silent.
"Poquís!"
Poquís voice spoke again, and Poquís voice, "I'll take care of this matter"
Mo Yan didn't say anything. Poquís was an elf that had been nurtured by Mark since he was a sprite egg, so he thought that he wouldn't really be harmful to Mark.
"Let's go back first. We can find the answer faster with George's help." Moyan turned around and nodded at Xiao Xiang and her brother, who were trembling behind him. He then strode back to the village.
The siblings naturally followed obediently, thinking that they could finally go back. What they had seen tonight was too exciting for them, but no matter how weak their legs were, they didn't dare to fall behind.
"… Okay." Mark silently responded, picking up the pokeball on the ground with a complicated expression, then quickly followed.
When they returned to Xiao Xiang's house, George was still waiting for them in the living room, but Xiao Xiang's parents were sleeping soundly, completely unaware that their child had gone out to watch a wonderful "show".
Mo Yan told the siblings to quickly go back to sleep, and pulled Mark and George back to their room.
"… That's pretty much it. Poquís wants Mark to subdue the Petroglyph monster, so there must be a reason."
Mark said concisely, then looked at the obedient Poquís.
"Poquís, I'll translate. Tell us why you're doing this," George said unhurriedly as he stroked Poquís' smooth feathers.
"Poquís … Poquís … Poquís …" Poquís didn't care, and began its performance with great emotion. Only George nodded from time to time to show that he understood.
"Brother George's Toki-Pan power is really convenient." Mark expressed his envy. Being able to communicate directly with elves was really a very useful ability.
"Your ability isn't bad either." Mo Yan glanced at Mark. He saw that Mark's spirits were lifted after hearing his words, and he was about to push his luck …
"More than enough to be a mascot!" Mo Yan added.
Mark: … (;????? Д???? `)
"Ahem …" George interrupted the bickering between the two, and said directly, "I think I understand what Poquís means. This Petroglyph monster, from a certain perspective, is also Mark's destined elf, just like Poquís."
Mark: (?????)?
"Poquís can bring good luck to those close to them. This saying has been passed down for a long time, and it's been proven by Mark," George began.
"But the Petroglyph's legend is the exact opposite. All the descriptions of it are related to bad luck, bad luck, and even disasters. It's as if it's the creator of bad luck, and the destroyer of all good things."
When George said this, the Petroglyph monster's pokeball shook slightly behind Mark.
"But good luck, bad luck, it's all luck!"
"In Poquís' words, Mark's special ability can not only bring good luck, but also control bad luck."
"And the key to controlling bad luck is most likely in the Petroglyph monster's body!"
After George finished speaking, the room was so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing.
Mo Yan and the other two looked at each other. Finally, Mo Yan and George both looked at Mark.
Mark blinked innocently, and then looked at his own Poquís.
"Ki … Si!" Poquís tilted its head, and then gave Mark a happy and happy grin.
Mark: "…"
"It doesn't seem to be a bad thing for now. When the sun rises tomorrow, we'll try to communicate with the Petroglyph monster, and then we'll make a decision based on the actual situation," Mo Yan concluded.
George and Mark nodded in agreement.
It was already midnight. After the discussion, the three of them returned to their respective rooms and rested for a while before the sun rose.
However, Mark didn't feel sleepy at all when he returned to his room. He put the Petroglyph monster's pokeball in his hand and stared at it, as if he could see something beautiful.
"Cha ~"
The Abbo-monster gently wrapped its tail around Mark's waist, as if to say that no matter what happened, the Abbo-monster would be by his side.
Mark didn't feel anything and continued to stare at the pokeball.
The Abbo-monster: "…"
The next moment, the Abbo-monster suddenly felt a strange energy slowly emanating from Mark's body, and then it rushed into the pokeball in his hand.
…
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