I'll know if this elf is good or not

Dr. Alpha had talked with Wan Zhengzong before, so he knew something about Su Bai. So when he talked about Su Bai's battle with Pokongyan and then his encounter with the villain leader, the instigator of this terrorist incident, Shinto, and how he was defeated and had his hand broken and was on the verge of death, Su Shuang couldn't catch his breath and fainted.

"Hey, Miss Su?!"

"Sister Shuangshuang!"

"Nurse, find a nurse!"

……

After a flurry of activity, Su Shuang woke up quickly. Although she later learned that Su Bai had resurrected from the dead, it was impossible for her not to be worried, after all, he was now trying to break into the secret nest of the three legendary lake elves.

Although Su Shuang knew very well that Su Bai did this for the greater good, she couldn't help but wonder why...

Why should her brother take this risk?

Why can’t others come?

If possible, Su Shuang would rather take the risk herself.

and so……

After all, she is too weak...

Thinking of this, Su Shuang clenched her fists, pierced her palms with her fingertips, and she didn't even notice the blood dripping. Her originally bright eyes became empty and blank.

She had never longed for power as much as she did now!

……

After listening to the information provided by Dr. Alpha, others also began to take action.

Zhou Ziang and Wu Shidan need to confirm the safety of their families.

And members of the Wan family also called their parents.

Wan Hua came later. She didn't look very happy. After briefly greeting everyone, she took Wan Feifei away first. It was obvious that it was an urgent matter, and she didn't even take the other children of the Wan family with her.

Judging from the time, Wan Zhengzong’s life is almost coming to an end.

Wan Feifei went back now just to see him for the last time.

……

However, there was not even a moment to mourn the death of Wan Zhengzong, because the Shinto Tournament was about to begin.

Not only the Eastern Elf Alliance, but also the elites from other alliances gathered today.

But in just one day, the Sky Pillar Sea area, which had been sparsely populated for hundreds of years, has become the bustling scene it is today.

The crimson flames rolled, and coming from the southern land was a group of trainers who were lightly dressed but had strong physiques. Most of them used fire-attribute Pokémon.

The mount that had traveled thousands of miles across mountains and mountains was none other than a super-giant Vulcan Moth.

I don't know whether this Vulcan Moth is a natural anomaly or an acquired mutation. I only see that the pattern on its wings is not the black particles like the ordinary Vulcan Moth, but a series of fiery red flares. Its wings are like a projection of the bright sun. Staring at it for a long time will make people cry, as if looking directly at the sun.

At the very front of the back of the super-giant Vulcan Moth, an old figure holding a cane stood in front. Although his physique was not as strong as the young men behind him, the strange paintings on his face, the high-level balls and commemorative balls on his waist, and the admiring gazes of a group of trainers behind him all demonstrated the noble status of his identity.

This person is the first champion of the Southern Elf Alliance, Sanny Kappa.

No one knew how old he was, not even he himself could remember, but stories about him had never stopped in the Southern Elf Alliance.

For example, he subdued Daelby with his bare hands when he was six years old, and successfully advanced to the first-class advanced trainer when he was ten years old. At the age of fifteen, he successfully established the concept of the alliance in the chaotic Southern Elf League and hosted the first gym and Elf Academy. At the age of twenty, he achieved the level of a king, and later had no rivals among his peers. He had saved the Southern Elf League from the water, fire and beast tide more than once with his own strength. Although he abdicated later, every subsequent champion of the Southern Elf League clearly admitted that they were no match for this old man who was as bright as the sun. Sannykappa was truly a living legend...

The old man's eyes were covered by messy dreadlocks and eyebrows, but the two rays of light that occasionally flashed through his hair were still like two daggers.

"I didn't expect that at my age, I would still be used as a leader by you youngsters."

A shirtless man with a physique like a human tank stood up and said respectfully: "Great Sun Saint, please help your Ziming and punish the villain. The villain slaughtered tens of millions of your descendants and compatriots, and now he has even made a bold statement to wipe out the history of our Southern Elf Alliance. That was all your hard work, Sun Saint. Your descendants also rose up to resist, but the villain could not do anything about it. The compatriots who came to challenge us were all killed by him..."

This shirtless man is the contemporary Southern Elf Champion, Sakum.

And what he just said was not false.

In order to prove that they are the strongest elf alliance, the aggressive Southern Elf Alliance has sent out elite kings to challenge Shinto more than once before the agreed battle, but they were all beaten back like dust. What's more infuriating is that Shinto's thunder that covered the entire map a while ago also razed to the ground countless strong men who entered the secret realm and the surrounding cities. Although the opponent is not targeting them, the proud trainers of the Southern Elf Alliance do not think so. They think Shinto is just making things difficult for them and he is afraid of the powerful Southern Elf Alliance!

Sanikapa looked up at the figure on the platform at the top of the mountain. The space there was distorted, and the monstrous energy fluctuations were almost transformed into reality and were moving around. A middle-aged man was sitting lazily on a stone throne, surrounded by several figures with equally terrifying auras.

Sanikapa wanted to take a closer look, but the next moment, the original body next to Shinto waved his hand.

Clap!

The picture shattered like a mirror.

Sanikapa closed his eyes and coughed repeatedly.

Everyone from the Southern Elf Alliance immediately rushed forward to help.

Sanicappa raised his hand to stop them, and then, like a wise man who saw through life and death, he said calmly: "No matter success or failure, this will be my last battle."

……

Western Elf Alliance.

Led by the former Western League champion Sibag, this middle-aged man over fifty has dressed himself up like a young man in his twenties or thirties, dressed in a suit and tie, with his striking blond hair shining brightly under the refraction of the red clouds and the blue sea. Two steps behind him, there are four figures standing proudly.

These four people are the contemporary Four Heavenly Kings of the Western Elf Alliance: Freedom, Judgment, Judgement, and Scavenger.

There are three men and one woman, arranged in order of age. The scavenger is an old man who is a bit bloated, with a double chin and squinting eyes. He seems to be quite silly at first sight, but he is actually engaged in assassination work in the Western Elf Alliance and is good at using evil and poisonous elves.

Freedom and Judgment are both middle-aged. Freedom looks quite handsome, exuding a unique melancholy temperament, and is good at using flying elves.