Silence, dead silence.

After a while, King Feng continued:

"I'm leaving soon."

"I know."

Giratina said jokingly:

"Abandon the world that nurtured you and create a world of your own. In the future, am I going to change my name and call you Lord Creation God?"

Ho-oh was not angry because of Giratina's tone, but explained patiently:

"Have you ever thought about what impact it will have on the world after I leave?"

"What else could it have? It's nothing more than the loss of a fire department's righteous god, which led to the disorder of the fire energy in this world. Countless fire elves fell from their realm due to the turbulence of the law and became the lowest existence in this world. That's it."

Giratina sneered and continued:

"But what does that have to do with me? Even if the fire-type energy is disordered, it will affect the present world. There is no fire-type energy in my underworld, so I'm not afraid of law turbulence."

"Is it really?"

Ho-oh's voice was still so calm:

"In the present world and the underworld, one is prosperous, and one is lost. If the main plane is damaged, I am afraid that your underworld will not be better, right?"

"What exactly do you want to say?"

Giratina was a little tired of such nonsense, and asked Ho-oh directly.

"Although I'm about to leave the world that gave birth to me, it doesn't mean that I can sit back and watch the world fall into turmoil."

"If that's the case, then don't go!"

Giratina snorted coldly:

"Fake, disgusting."

Feng Wang shook his head, not angry, and continued:

"The Will of the World also realized what would happen after I left, so it also made its own response."

"What did you say!?"

Giratina looked at Ho-oh in shock:

"He... shot?"

"That's right."

Feng Wang nodded:

"Although after the creation of the world, it is necessary to incarnate the will of the world, and it will be difficult for him to appear in front of the world, but this does not mean that he can no longer influence the world. In fact, he has already selected the next Vulcan. The candidate, although there is no guarantee that the other party will be promoted to the fire department **** after I leave this world, but there is no problem to become the fire department subordinate god. At that time, there will be another **** in charge, even if there will be turmoil in the laws of the world, it will not cause it. catastrophic consequences."

Ho-wang's words contained a lot of information, so Giratina silently digested it for a while, then raised her head and said to Ho-oh:

"You're here for the new Vulcan? Have you found him?"

"good."

Ho-oh turned around and waved his wings gently towards the void in front of Giratina, and then a small circle of light appeared in front of the two of them.

And what appeared in the small aperture were the figures of Yun Ning and the fire-breathing dragon.

At this time, the fire-breathing dragon no longer had a piece of good flesh on his body. The whole body was like a cracked porcelain, full of cracks, as if the flesh would be shaken off with a light touch.

And in the crack, there are chaotic rays of light.

"This is!"

Giratina's pupils shrank slightly:

"Consolidate your body!?"

"Yes, gather your body."

Ho-oh turned his head, stared into Giratina's eyes and said:

"Now it is at a critical juncture. As long as it can successfully ignite the fire of the soul and obtain the eternal body, the road after it will be smooth sailing and there will be no shackles. As long as you successfully comprehend the laws of fire when you are a demigod, and condense the godhead, you will be able to Become a new Vulcan."

"Sure enough..."

Giratina stared blankly at the fire-breathing dragon in the halo, and muttered:

"As long as you get an eternal body, it is equivalent to having an eternal lifespan. After that, even if you are a pig, if you practice for tens of thousands of years, I am afraid that you can become a god!"

After that, Giratina turned her head and looked at King Ho:

"How are you going to let me help it?"

"The power of the soul in it is too small to support it to ignite the fire of the soul."

Feng Wang said without raising his head.

"You want me to open the gate to the underworld and let it in to hunt ghost-type elves?"

Giratina frowned and said:

"But, as the lord of the underworld, I have brought in the elves of this world to slaughter my own people. How can I be a god?"

"First, I didn't ask you to open the door on your own initiative."

Ho-oh turned to look into Giratina's eyes:

"Second, the underworld is already full of [ghosts], otherwise you don't have to work hard to create a secret realm of Fengdu every year on the Ghost Festival, and trick the elite ghost-type elves in the underworld into the secret realm to fight against humans. This will suppress the growth of the number of ghost-type elves at the gym level, so it is a good thing for you to let that little guy come in and kill a wave of ghost-type elves."

Giratina was noncommittal about the second sentence that King Ho said. This is actually a secret known to all gods. With the rise of human beings thousands of years ago, they were no longer oppressed by elves, and the population multiplied and entered. There are more and more souls in the underworld, and because of the increase in "resources", there are more and more ghost-type elves in the underworld.

However, the ghost energy generated by the underworld is limited, so Giratina can only encourage ghost-type elves to kill each other and devour each other to improve their own strength, and on the other hand, think of various ways to make those powerful ghosts. Department of elves to die.

In fact, even if those ghost-type elves successfully survived the Fengdu Secret Realm, and they were promoted to the gymnasium level, they would die in various accidents in a short time.

And if there is really a ghost-type elf that can live to the level of a king or even a champion, then Giratina can only do it himself.

There has always been a legend in the underworld that when the **** of underworld sneezed, the strongest person under the **** of underworld in the underworld, a champion Gengar, was shocked to death.

The reason why this rumor can spread is also due to the secret support of Giratina.

After all, this rumor tells all the ghosts, the Underworld God, that they are extremely powerful.

Giratina frowned and asked Ho-oh:

"I don't open the door, how does it get in?"

"Look, who is that?"

Ho-oh did not directly answer Giratina's question, but stretched out his wings and pointed to a pink elf beside Yun Ning.

"It's it!"

When Giratina saw the dumb hippo beside Yun Ning, she was relieved:

"It turns out that the apprentice of Palkia is also beside it. If this is the case, then it does have the ability to enter the underworld. But..."

Having said this, Giratina looked up at Ho-oh:

"Foreign enemies invade the underworld, I, the **** of the underworld, don't do anything, so I can't justify it, right?"

"So, acting is needed."

Ho-oh flexed his muscles and looked sideways at Giratina.

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