"The giant monster can't fight, and the winner is Jelf." With the fall of the ultra-rare glittering giant gold monster, the voice of the palace beauty without a trace of emotion immediately sounded.

Her sentence also represents the outcome of the battle.

Young Lord... Or that Dawu's strength is indeed very strong, especially the telekinetic earth puppet and the giant gold monster that Mikeli unknowingly hit, it is the trump card of trumps, worthy of his identity as the champion of his fate.

It's just that he's stronger, and Jelf is stronger.

As powerful as he was defeated by Gerf's sheer power, he was able to win effortlessly with just three elves. What's more, not a single one has lost its combat effectiveness.

The defeated Daigo was still standing in the seat of the opponent, his eyes dull and gloomy, as if everything that was happening now had nothing to do with him.

"Congratulations, Challenger. You've earned the right to see your master. At this time, the mouth of the palace beauty revealed for the first time that there were higher-level characters above the two of them, although Jelf had long known that there was such an existence.

"Please follow me." Not surprisingly, the palace beauty really took Jelf to the bronze gate at the back of the ring. The quaint door slowly opened, revealing a straight corridor with no end in sight. Unexpectedly, there was no decaying smell of the ancient temple that Jelf expected, but a unique fragrance rushed to the face.

Not only is it not depressing, on the contrary, there is some inexplicable comfort in Jelf's heart, as if he is back at home.

Family?

But this is not my home.

After the gate was opened, the beauty of the harem did not continue to lead Jerf forward, but stood by the door: "Go in, the master is waiting for you at the end." Congratulations, you have had the opportunity to see the true power of the very top of this world. ”

The power at the top of the world? Maybe.

Nodding slightly, Jelf stepped through the bronze door. When Jelf's figure disappeared into the straight passage, the bronze door slowly closed.

Clang, the two heavy bronze doors finally closed, and the room seemed to tremble slightly.

The palace beauties returned to their original position as referees, and Daigo had six brand-new Poke Balls on his waist again. The broken floor and the collapsed ceiling are all back to what they were before Jelf came.

The time in the whole room seemed to be reset, and the two of them just stood there expressionlessly without saying a word, their eyes staring at the door of the room, quietly waiting for the arrival of the next guest, who might or may not be again.

Fluorescent flash.

Jelf snapped his fingers, and a halo rose in the upper right corner, illuminating his surroundings. This is Jelf's improved lighting spell again, and its image is a reference to the large ball of light in the main god space.

Although this darkness did not affect Jelf's eyesight, Jelf did not like the darkness. It reminds him of some bad memories.

The passage was so long that it felt like you were in another plane, not at all like being in a castle. Even though Jeff could walk countless times faster than some people could run, the illusion of the illusion that he cast at will made him feel as if he had crossed hundreds of meters with every step. It's been like this for a long time, but there is still no end in sight.

Gerf had a rough calculation that he himself had at least twice the overall length of the castle's cross-section. Don't doubt Gerf's feelings, he definitely didn't say anything.

The bronze gate behind him was long gone, and it was as far out of sight as the road ahead.

The power of spatial nature?

Stretching Spell Without a Trace?

If you are an ordinary person who is going to walk for most of the day at their speed, you will collapse in front of this boundless corridor, which is like locking you in a dark and unusually quiet little dark room, or even worse than that. Even the state of mind of a champion-level powerhouse will inevitably give birth to some negative emotions.

Not every trainer with championship strength has a normal heart.

Unfortunately it didn't make any sense to Jelf, he had at least a hundred ways to get out of here. Moreover, he had already experienced such an environment when he left the pocket world for the second time and underwent a transformation.

It can be said that he played the rest.

I don't know how long it took, but it seemed like a century had passed.

Finally, I saw a glimmer of light ahead.

That's the exit.

When Jelf opened his eyes, he was already in the interior of a palace. His eyes were a little swollen and sore, and his head was slightly dizzy, but he recovered in an instant.

The surroundings made Jelf inexplicably familiar, very similar to the throne he was on in the Poros battleship in the world of "One Punch Man".

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, a full second!" A voice rang out in Jelf's heart.

Exactly the same way Casey speaks, this is an ability that is unique to the Psychic (the wielder of the power of the waveguide) or the supernatural elves with extraordinary abilities.

Psychic Technique!

I walked for so long just now, but in fact, it was only a second?!

Although the moment he opened his eyes, Jelf already knew that everything in the dark corridor just now was an illusion or an exotic plane, Rao Yi couldn't help but be a little shocked in his state of mind. Monthly reading also has the ability to read one second equals seventy-two hours, but the concepts of the two are completely different.

As far as he could see, there was a staircase stacked upwards in front of him, covered with a bright red carpet made of unknown fur. On the top floor of the staircase, a stone throne stood tall, and a humanoid creature resembling a cat rather than a cat was leaning on the throne, its silver-white tail gently flapping against the throne's armchair.

Again and again with a strange beat.

With a lazy posture and a proud demeanor, he is like a monarch who rules the life and death of all things.

When he looked at Jelf, he was shocked, but there was a little curiosity and a little doubt in his eyes that defied everything. A strange feeling of familiarity and strangeness enveloped me. At this moment, he was looking Jerf up and down. Silver moonlight shone through the skylight of the ceiling, swaying down his body.

The other party's name is already coming out, the dream brother, the original PM uncrowned king - Mewtwo.

While Mewtwo was looking at himself, Jelf was also looking at Mewtwo.

The new island includes this castle, as well as Daigo and the beauties of the palace are his masterpieces.

Mewtwo deserves the title of his first king, and the mental fluctuations that come from him alone make people's hearts palpitate, and he is actually three points stronger than Casey.

Jelph looked at Mewtwo with great fear, and it happened that Mewtwo also looked at Jewtwo at this time. The eyes of the two happened to meet.

Staring at each other.

Time seemed to stand still in this moment.