Mo Yan's support was very strong. Although their overall strength was not as good as Kona's, the tacit cooperation of the five elves gave the underground forces a huge blow!
Even Kona, who was in charge of the battle, was surprised. He did not expect Mo Yan's support to be so strong.
In the next moment, Marsala and Soroilhac, who had performed two sword dances, charged into the battlefield side by side. The sharp claws between their fingers were ready to strike.
Streaks of black light flashed, and the elves that were immobilized by Geng Gui and Chanaida fell down like wheat.
Wherever Marsala and Soroilhac passed, there were almost no elves left standing.
Even if there were, they would be easily finished off by Banjira's sharp stone blades!
In just a moment, Mo Yan's side had taken care of a large number of opponents, greatly reducing Kona's burden.
Soon, this group of underground forces that had been temporarily organized fell apart. Not only did they not cooperate, there were also many who took advantage of the situation to add insult to injury.
"Everyone, listen to my orders. Surround them with all your might. Do not let them escape!"
Kona's voice came from the headsets of every Alliance trainer. Everyone knew that the battle was about to end. As for the merits, it would depend on how many of the underground forces they could capture.
Everyone fled in all directions, greatly increasing the difficulty of Chanaida and Geng Gui's crowd control.
These underground forces' representatives were not low-level personnel. Their combat strength might not be great, but their ability to escape was not weak.
Just as Mo Yan was about to capture the big ones and let go of the small ones, Kona's voice came through his headset again.
"Mo Yan, buy me five seconds!"
"Okay!"
Mo Yan immediately agreed without hesitation. As he gave the order, he could not help but look forward to Kona's next move.
"Geng Gui, Chanaida, restrict them with all your might! Soroilhac, Mystique! Banjira, Sandstorm! Marsala, Snowstorm! "
At the same time, Kona's Sister Bewildering Lips, Bai Haishi, and Chenglong all used their super large area Snowstorm.
Not to injure the enemy, but to slow down the enemy's speed!
Beside Kona, a gigantic Spiked Shell was trembling non-stop. The shell on its body cracked and shattered, turning into tiny ice shards.
Five seconds passed in a flash!
"Spiked Shell, Ice Crush!"
Following Kona's command, the bluish-white ice crystals around the Spiked Shell shrunk, and then …
There was a loud explosion!
Mo Yan's pupils shrank. Even with his extremely powerful dynamic vision, he could barely catch a glimpse of a large amount of tiny ice crystal dust bursting out. In the blink of an eye, the ice crystal dust had already contaminated the enemy.
The next moment, any human or elf that came into contact with the Ice Crystal Dust began to freeze rapidly. Large patches of white frost quickly covered their entire bodies.
And then … they couldn't move at all!
The so-called "Ice Crush" had frozen nearly eighty percent of the underground forces' representatives.
As for the others who were barely not frozen, they were scared out of their wits. Trembling, they wanted to continue running, but their speed was so slow that it made people feel rather miserable.
The might of a Heavenly King was terrifying!
Looking at the frozen figures, Mo Yan couldn't help but shudder. He silently called back his elf.
Fortunately, the Spiked Shell's ability to control was very strong. It could also actively avoid its teammates when attacking in an area. Otherwise, Soroilhac and the others would have been frozen as well!
Ten minutes later, the pale and trembling underground forces' representatives no longer resisted. The Alliance's staff forcefully seized their pokeballs and detained them.
It was only then that Kona, who had tidied up his makeup and regained his composure, slowly walked over to Mo Yan.
"You did well. I believe you when you said that you weren't afraid of assassins."
Mo Yan was speechless. He only nodded silently. He usually chose to remain silent when others praised him.
"Now that this is over, I can have a good rest. Mo Yan, feel free to come and play with me when you're free."
Mo Yan nodded again. To an invitation that didn't even tell him where to look for him … he completely ignored it.
The next moment, Kona came closer and handed Mo Yan a slip of paper.
"Here's the address of my vacation. Little brother Mo Yan, feel free to come and play with me when you're free."
Mo Yan: (^ _ ・)?
Finally, the battle in Withered Leaf City was over. From the results, there was no doubt that the Elven Alliance had won a great victory. However, the negative impact on Withered Leaf City was unavoidable.
No matter how well-prepared the underground forces were, they would naturally fail if they didn't know of Kona's existence in advance.
Mo Yan, the nominal fuse, had completed his mission. He could leave Withered Leaf City at any time.
However, the underground forces of Withered Leaf City had almost all been destroyed. Where should he go next?
While Moyan was still in a dilemma, Damarin's president called.
"Let's go back to the headquarters. After all you've done, you should be rewarded, right?"
Was he going to reward him?
Mo Yan's eyes lit up. He agreed without hesitation.
After that, Moyan met up with Xiao Ming and the other two and said their goodbyes without stopping. Then, he briefly reported to King Kona before getting on the plane to Shiying Plateau.
The next morning, Mo Yan had already arrived at President Damarin's office. He quietly waited for the president to give him a reward.
"Mo Yan, you've done well after becoming an independent Investigator. You deserve this reward!"
President Damarin didn't waste any time. He directly took out the reward he had prepared and pushed it to Mo Yan.
"Thank you, President!"
Mo Yan accepted it. Seeing President Damarin's expression, Mo Yan directly opened the box.
"This is …"
Inside the box was a red and white elven ball-shaped medal. Mo Yan picked it up and studied it for a while, but he didn't find anything special about it.
Fortunately, President Damarin quickly explained it to him.
"Have you heard of a top-level mimicry space?"
"Top-level … mimicry space?"
"Yes, it's a wonderful space that can allow elves to return to their origin and make up for their innate defects."
"Make up for their innate defects?" Mo Yan raised an eyebrow. He realized that things weren't that simple.
"Yes, simply put, it's to enhance the talents of elves and give them the possibility to go further!"
"Enhance talents!"
Mo Yan's heart shook. At the same time, a huge puzzle in his heart was solved.
Why were there so many elven trainers in the Alliance who only had elite-level talents, but in the end, there were always one or two that could break through to quasi-heavenly king or even heavenly king?
It turned out that the Elf Alliance had already mastered the method to enhance elven talents!
Although Mo Yan's Dark Power – Blood Breeding could also enhance elven talents, the limitations and effects were too slow.
Now that President Damarin mentioned a top-level mimicry space, then this elven ball-shaped medal …
"This medal is the entry certificate for the top-level mimicry space!"
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