My Name of the Spirit Lucario

The Elven Sacrifice Tower was originally just a small cemetery.

It is a place for the residents of Crescent Town to bury their dead elves here, and to mourn and mourn.

And such a very ordinary place, because of some rumors, made it "famous", and finally formed a sacrifice where people, whether in the town or outside the town, can bury elves and pray for rest tower.

"The dead elves are buried in Crescent Town, and when those who miss the elves use the crescent feathers to fall asleep, they can meet the elves again."

The rumor is not complicated, but the meaning contained in it is very unbelievable.

After all, in this elf world, no matter if it is a human being, an elf, or any other creature, after death, it is truly gone, and the only thing in this world that can revive the dead is the rainbow color of the monsoon god Phoenix King Feather, and life sharing from Xerneas, the Holy God of Life.

But the problem is, not to mention whether it is possible to borrow the power of the two super beasts, it is almost impossible to find their traces.

However, in this rumor, it is said that as long as you borrow the feather of the new moon to sleep, you can meet the dead elf again.

Many people, the relationship with the elves is not the relationship between the master and the summoner, but more, they regard each other as close partners, or even the closest family members. Facing the death of their loved ones, the biggest thought of these people is Nothing is better than being able to see each other again.

Therefore, under such an unknown rumor, a large number of people began to flock to Crescent Town, and applied for the elf to be buried in the cemetery.

There are also many people who borrowed the Crescent Feather to sleep, and when they got up, their faces were full of tears. Although no one has confirmed the truth of the rumors with exact words, the performance of those people is enough to become Strong evidence.

As a result, more people applied, and the small cemetery, which could not accommodate so many dead elves, continued to expand.

Even today, the two-story Elven Sacrifice Tower is extremely small, so it was rebuilt to increase its capacity.

At this time, Fu Rong sneaked up to the second floor of the sacrificial tower alone.

Compared with the first floor, the entire second floor is obviously much more spacious due to the lack of information counters or washrooms, etc. Under the rendering of the silent atmosphere at this moment, it can't help but look a little gloomy.

Fortunately, Fu Rong grew up in the ghost gym in Crescent Town, so she is not unfamiliar with this kind of atmosphere. In addition, she is still young and cannot feel the feeling of life and death. In such a spacious and quiet environment, I was more curious than afraid.

After all, in places like the Elven Sacrifice Tower, children are not usually allowed to enter alone.

"Is this a good friend that everyone lost? Little cat monster, big tooth raccoon, round mage, Mukle..."

In front of the urns placed in the grids on the surrounding walls, there are photos of the corresponding elves. The photos are all wiped clean, just like the urns behind them. But with a keen sense, she can feel people's sadness from the photos.

While walking, there was an inexplicable and inexplicable feeling brewing deep in Furong's heart.

Just as the little girl was walking around in a daze, unconsciously, the mist that shouldn't exist gradually became thicker.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

It wasn't until the thick fog began to cover her sight that Fu Rong said in surprise belatedly.

The fog was vast, and the surrounding atmosphere was so quiet that Furong could hear her own heartbeat that was constantly accelerating.

"I, I'm leaving!"

No matter how smart she is, a child is still a child after all. In such a strange environment, Fu Rong began to panic, and hurriedly ran towards the stairs to the second floor.

However, at this moment, a terrifying voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Hee hee hee hee hee..."

"!"

Frightened Furong ran in a panic, but accidentally fell to the ground.

The moment she raised her head, her whole body was terrified by extreme fear and couldn't move.

I saw several figures with blank faces floating from the depths of the mist, their writhing limbs exuded bursts of black smoke, and they were constantly twisting and convulsing.

"... Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee..."

Sometimes soft and sometimes heavy strange voice came from the empty face.

For some reason, although Fu Rong was very frightened, she always focused her gaze on that blank face unnaturally.

A scarlet line of blood appeared in the center of the white face.

then.

Suddenly grinned.

"!!!!!!"

In such a scene, let alone a little girl like Fu Rong, if it were an adult, she would probably feel scared and scream with cold hands and feet.

Fu Rong's face was pale, and her eyes were even more closed.

Just like that, looking at those strange figures, drifting, drifting, gradually approaching.

Just like that, looking at the big scarlet mouth that opened wide, it opened wider and wider, and it was about to swallow me in one bite...

"With the wind!"

With the crisp sound, several pitch-black shadow energy bombs rushed towards from behind dragging the dim light.

"Bang bang bang", [Shadow Ball] exploded on those strange figures, and the aftermath of the energy explosion prevented them from going any further for the time being.

In front of Furong, a small figure also appeared.

It was an elf that looked like a purple balloon, floating in silently like a ghost, but the strange thing was that Furong didn't feel afraid of this elf at all, instead it was the white cloud-like hair on the elf's head , and the yellow hearts at the ends of the two thin lines hanging down, made her laugh.

The strange figures were slightly blown back by the [Shadow Ball], but at the next moment, they distorted their shapes and continued to approach.

Feeling slightly at ease, she tightened her grip again at this time, and Fu Rong couldn't help looking at the elf in front of her, this elf whom she was familiar with even though it was the first time she had met.

"Are you a flutter ball?"

The purple balloon shook her body. She fired several [Shadow Balls] in a row just now, which directly emptied the phantom energy in her body. Now facing the oppression of an unknown enemy, she was also very anxious, and planned to continue the energy again as soon as possible. Launch [Shadow Ball].

"Is it because you don't have enough energy?"

Furong, who has excellent perception, can see the plight of Piao Piaoqiu at a glance.

She blinked, and the guidance of her grandmother Fran in the elf trainer battle in the past flashed in her mind.

"Piao Piaoqiu is an elf of the ghost type and the flying type. Grandma once said that you must learn to change the performance of moves according to the environment of the battle."

Fu Rong muttered to herself, and her two big eyes kept scanning her surroundings.

When she saw the thick fog behind the strange figure, an idea quickly came to her mind.

"Piao Piaoqiu, although I really want to thank you, but now is not the time, if you can, listen to my command..."

If Ming Rizhao and Leo were present at this time, the two of them (the elves) would be shocked when they saw Fu Rong.

Because the calmness on the face of the little girl and the firmness in her tone when she gave the instructions are generally the same as that of the Midr ghost king who became famous 25 years later.

"[The Wind Rises]!"

Furong didn't choose the ghost-type moves, but chose the most basic and simple flying-type moves.

Piao Piao Qiu seemed to have a feeling in her heart. The moment Fu Rong gave the command behind her, she had understood the meaning and responded within less than a second: the elf was suspended from the ground and began to spin rapidly, while During the rotation, the weak wind gradually turned, and the faster it turned, the more violent the wind became, and finally, howling, it swept straight at the enemy.

However, it's a pity that those strange figures are not real, and the strong wind blows past, but it can't even shake the distorted figures a little.

"With the wind."

It's a pity to stop spinning the fluttering ball. If you keep the energy you used to cast [Wind] just now, maybe you can accumulate a little more energy to use [Shadow Ball] again.

Sure enough, the little girl can't be trusted?

Piao Piao Qiu felt a little frustrated.

"Haha, Piao Piao Qiu, we won."

But at this moment, Fu Rong stood up from the ground with a triumphant smile.

Piao Piaoqiu froze for a moment, but found that those strange figures suddenly stopped moving, and then they seemed to be torn in half by something, twisted violently, and finally disappeared.

And then disappeared at the same time, and those thick fog.

It's the wind!The wind swept away the dense fog!

Flutterball, who quickly figured this out, was so excited that he raised two strings and danced.

Furong looked at the two thin ropes of the fluttering ball, and felt her hands itch for a moment, so she stretched out her hands and held them.

Piao Piao Qiu didn't mind either, and let Fu Rong lead her like a balloon.

The fog cleared, and the original second floor was restored, filled with the cheerful laughter of the little girl.