This was a fear from the depths of his soul, and Dracula trembled involuntarily, shrinking into a ball.
He can't show it!
Lin Xi had no idea; otherwise, he would have released the five little ones long ago and wouldn't have lost yet.
Dracula scoffed, "Five little brats aren't even enough to fill my teeth, what use are they..."
Lin Xi noticed something was wrong.
As soon as the little fairy appeared, Dracula was so frightened that he stepped back, and the gray cloud shrank a bit.
There is only one thing that can frighten the fragments, and the answer is right in front of us.
Lin Xi smiled and said, "You're scared."
Dracula retorted loudly, "Foolish human, you are the one who should be afraid! In the past hour, you have exhausted your strength, while I have fully recovered. You cannot kill me!"
Xiao Mu retorted, "You're the stupid one!"
Xiao Tu chimed in, "You're the stupid one. Master is the smartest and most powerful human being."
Little Fire put his hands on his hips and shouted, "Let's set it on fire!"
Flames swept in, the ash cloud dissipated, and then returned to its original size, though smaller than before.
Lin Xi understood.
The power of purity was already by her side.
Three thousand years ago, Lingxi fought against the ancient bell, and the purest power scattered throughout the world, slowly giving birth to spirits.
They absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and protect the five elements that make up the world: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.
The little elves happened to encounter her again; Lingxi, the reincarnation of Lingxi, naturally recognized her as their master.
Back in Fogsea City, the fragments within Yu Ruo's body dared not resist, not because they feared Fu Jingyao, but because of the Pokémon.
It was preordained that the fairies, as a part of her, had returned to her side.
Fate is truly amazing.
Lin Xi examined the fragments in her palm, her expression somewhat excited. "In terms of purity and cleanliness, nothing can compare to the little elf."
Xiao Mu raised her hand, "Because we are..."
The five of them exclaimed in unison, "A simple little elf!"
Dracula's heart skipped a beat, but he pretended to be nonchalant. "Shouting so loudly, are you sick in the head?"
"It's no use shouting your lungs out; the power of purity disappeared three thousand years ago."
"So what if they're little fairies? They'll die by my hand sooner or later!"
Lin Xi looked down at him and said calmly, "The louder the voice, the more guilty you are. The little elf is pure power."
She commanded, "Kill him!"
"Yes, Master."
As if they were fighting normally, five streaks of light flew around.
Xiao Jin commands, Xiao Mu traps the enemy, Xiao Shui and Xiao Huo attack from both sides, and Xiao Tu provides support.
The little sprites worked together perfectly, trapping the gray cloud in place by the vines, preventing it from moving.
Dracula froze, glancing around in alarm.
Such power... He couldn't help but recall the white-clad woman who shattered an ancient bell with a single palm strike three thousand years ago.
Now it's the same as it was back then.
Is he going to disappear?
No! He won't disappear!!
Dracula quickly called for a halt, saying, "There are no permanent enemies, nor permanent friends. I have something to say."
Lin Xi remained expressionless. "Do it!"
The five elements (metal, wood, water, fire, earth) rushed forward simultaneously, pinning down the gray mass and beating it relentlessly. With each punch, gray energy emanated from the surrounding area.
Xiao Tu used the sweetest voice to say the harshest things.
"You dare bully your master? I'll beat you to death!"
"ah--!!"
Dracula screamed and his body gradually disappeared.
Shi Kong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes fixed on the scene. "It's finally over. To die at the hands of five little brats, what an unexpected turn of events. I thought..."
Before he could finish speaking, the gray cloud gathered again, its voice ancient and hoarse, as if whispering from ten thousand years ago.
"By the decree of antiquity, I command you to return at once!!"
In an instant, the world changed color, and the wind and clouds shifted dramatically.
The eight fragments flew into the air and combined to form the shape of an ancient bell.
Thump—!
The heavy tolling of the bells, like the murmurs of a demon, echoed eerily in my ears, sending chills down my spine.
"You can't kill me—"
"I am the ultimate winner—"
Lin Xi clutched her chest, using all her strength to suppress the ninth fragment.
The fairies truly possess pure power, so why isn't the evil artifact dead? What's the problem?
Lingxi sacrificed herself to seal the fragment, but did not destroy it. Does this mean the fragment is indestructible?
No! She must destroy the fragments today!
Lin Xi bit her lower lip, and blood spread into her mouth. She tasted the rust.
"Master, Master!"
The little elves stood guard beside her, each grabbing one of Lin Xi's fingers and channeling spiritual energy into her.
Darkness enveloped the earth, and the air was filled with the stench of blood; it was impossible to tell whose blood it was.
Shi Kong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and continued playing the background music, "The final battle, cough cough, I'm not dead yet, cough cough cough cough!"
"Ta-da!!"
Joyful music filled the darkness, even drowning out the sound of the ancient bell.
As Lin Xi listened, she was deeply moved.
She thought of her master, the elderly folks, her grandparents, her older brother and the Jiang family, Ji Heng and Fu Gui, her friends in Yunnan, the three people from the Special Administration Bureau, and that sentence.
Do you believe in light?
She is the light!
She believed in herself!
Lin Xi's gaze was firm, "Little Gold! Little Wood! Little Water! Little Fire! Little Earth!"
"We're here!!"
The little elves have spent so much time with their master that they understand each other without needing to say anything.
They exchanged a glance, then transformed into multicolored streaks of light and flew toward their master.
Lin Xi clenched her fist in mid-air, and a sharp sword appeared in her hand.
The sword was translucent and pure white, gleaming with a cold, icy light that dispelled the surrounding darkness.
She gripped the hilt of the sword, concentrated all her strength into the blade, and swung it with a flick of her wrist.
At the same time, the fairies unleashed all their spiritual power.
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