I lost contact in the fairy world

Chapter 626: Hep's Failure, Xiaohong's Transformation

"What—"

At this moment, the braided sheep was full of fighting spirit, and seemed to share the same hatred with Hep.

However, the next moment after it appeared, purple ripples appeared on Brimwen's fingertips, and the mental power flowing in her vertical pupils suddenly tightened like a physical chain.

Just as the braided sheep took half a step, its entire body was suddenly lifted into the air by an invisible force. Its hair stood on end, and its four hooves moved in vain in the air, making a suppressed bleating sound.

"Humph!"

The moment Peter snorted disdainfully, the red spot under the brim of Blimmwen's hat glowed strangely.

The body of the braided sheep was shaking violently in mid-air, as if it was being kneaded by an invisible giant hand. The originally fluffy fur was covered with dust, and several light purple marks appeared on its body surface.

The next second, it was smashed to the ground, the rocky ground cracked into spider-web-like patterns, the sheep's hooves curled up into a ball, and its eyes lost their highlight.

defeat!
In just one encounter, the Braided Sheep suffered a crushing defeat.

Hep stumbled forward, his fingers touching the trembling body of the braided sheep.

"Cheer up! We haven't lost yet!"

But the Braided Sheep's head drooped weakly, with tiny stardust spilling from the corners of its mouth, a sign that the elf had lost its ability to fight.

Sonya clenched her hands and her voice trembled.

"This is... the absolute suppression of supernatural power attributes... the telekinesis directly defeated its fighting will!"

Blimwen hovered above the battlefield, the white mist at the end of her drifting away like a contemptuous sigh.

Peter spun the superball, and a shadow fell over Hupp's bowed head.

"You should understand now, right? Your Pokémon is not even qualified to be my stepping stone."

The Braided Sheep on the ground was suddenly retracted into the Poké Ball by a red light. The veins on Hupp's hand holding the ball bulged, and his knuckles turned white due to excessive force.

Hep's rapid breathing echoed across the wilderness, and the Poké Ball at his fingertips was soaked with sweat.

"I...I won't admit defeat here!"

A broken roar came out of his throat, and when his arm was raised, an afterimage was left behind. A red light flashed, and the figure of the lizard fell to the ground with splashing water.

The water elf's entire body was tense, the blue wrinkles on its neck undulating violently, the water sac at the tip of its tail flickered, and its purple eyes burned with an unwilling fighting spirit.

"Change into a lizard and use a water gun!"

Hep's command came with a broken voice, and the lizard opened its jaws wide, and a column of water as thick as a bucket gushed out mixed with bubbles, reflecting a rainbow-like halo on the wilderness.

Sonya suddenly grabbed Hepp's wrist.

"That's enough Hupp, this won't help it..."

But the warning was drowned out by the sound of the air exploding. Brimwen flicked her fingertips, and the dark purple barrier suddenly unfolded. The water stagnated in mid-air, forming a crystal water ball that hovered in the air.

"Ah."

Peter's sneer pierced the eardrums, the red spot under the brim of Brimwen's hat lit up, the surging mental power in his vertical pupils turned into tangible black light, and the suspended water ball suddenly rotated in the opposite direction. In Hep's horrified eyes, the water column shot back like a sharp arrow!

The lizard flapped its tail in panic, but was blown away by the current. The splashing water left fine cracks on its blue-green scales.

"Become a lizard!"

Hep staggered forward, but was held tightly by Sonya.

In the dust, the lizard's tail drooped limply, the bright light in its pupils gradually dissipated, and a few drops of water dripped from its limp body, making tiny dents on the ground.

Blimwen was suspended in the center of the battlefield, the white mist at the end of the tail was entangled with the lingering purple telekinesis, as if mocking the struggle of the mantis trying to stop a chariot. The water gathered into a reflection under Blimwen's feet, reflecting the purple mockery dancing in its dark vertical pupils.

Hep dug his nails deep into his palms, staring at the red light of the Transformation Lizard being taken back, and suddenly found that his hands were shaking.

Sonya's voice came from behind, with a rare tremor.

"Hep, that's enough. He didn't even use his full strength to fight you. You two are not trainers of the same level. Face the reality and don't let your Pokémon get hurt in vain!"

At this moment, even Lurina held down Hep's shoulders.

"Boy, wake up. You look really ugly now. Look at the elves in your hand. They are being buried with your arrogance. Your brother Dandi would not be like you! If you want to defeat your opponent, you should work hard to cultivate and change yourself, instead of blindly turning a blind eye to reality and showing off your strength!"

When Lurina mentioned the name Dandi, Hep's pupils contracted violently and his Adam's apple rolled up and down but he could not make any sound.

He mechanically took back the Poké Ball of the Lizard, his knuckles turned blue and white from over-clenching. The wind in the wilderness blew through the boy's messy chestnut hair and blew the unformed tears in the corners of his eyes into broken starlight.

His shoulders twitched slightly under Lurina's palm, as if what was shattered was not only the reflection on the surface of the Poké Ball, but also something hot hidden deep in his chest.

The setting sun dyed the wilderness amber. Hep knelt on the cracked rock, and the Poké Ball of the Lizardman slipped from his trembling fingers.

Sonya and Lurina's exhortations disappeared in the wind. The boy's messy hair covered his bloodshot eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled as he swallowed the bitterness of failure.

Xiaoyou's canvas shoes gently rolled over the gravel, and when she squatted down, the hem of her skirt brushed over Hep's curled knees like a white dove folding its wings.

"Hep..."

She squatted down, her fingertips hovering above the boy's tense back, and after hesitating for a moment, she gently covered his sweaty neck.

The coarse sand hurt my knees. In the distance, the ripples of Blimwen's telekinesis were still burning the air, and her voice was like moonlight crushed by the sea breeze.

"Do you remember when we set out in Hualang Town? You said you wanted to become a trainer who surpassed Dandi. At that time, your eyes were as bright as wishing stars..."

The boy's Adam's apple rolled under her palm, making a bitter sound, and his knuckles gripping the Poké Ball turned blue and white.

"But I know that's impossible. I'm far behind my elder brother and will always be a laughing stock that holds him back..."

Xiaoyou suddenly opened her arms and took the trembling body into her arms. Her lavender-scented hair brushed across the undried tears in the corners of Hep's eyes. This hug was like catching a falling autumn leaf, gentle but irresistible.

"You've worked very hard, I know that. You've been training the elves every day, and you've been training the braided sheep since before dawn. You've done everything you can, so there's no need to blame yourself..."

Hep suddenly trembled violently, and hot tears fell on Xiaoyou's neck.

"But I...but I don't even have the power to protect them! I'm just a waste..."

"No!"

Xiaoyou tightened her embrace, her nails almost digging into her palms.

"You know what? When I first saw the lizard, it was a tearful lizard that couldn't even shoot a water gun accurately, always splashing water on its face. But now it can condense its moves in the telekinetic field. This is growth!"

Her voice suddenly choked, and her eyes swept across Huohong and Peter who were still confronting each other in the distance.

"This world is big, there are always places we cannot reach, it is enough for us to try our best to do what we can..." Hepp's fingertips suddenly grabbed the fabric on her back, as if grabbing driftwood when drowning.

Xiaoyou rested her chin on the boy's head and felt the man in her arms suddenly tense up, but she did not loosen her arms. Instead, she took him deeper into her wings.

“Cry if you want to.”

Her voice was mixed with the salty taste of the sea breeze.

“But don’t forget, I’m still here.”

The boy's hot tears soaked the fabric on her chest, and Xiaoyou kept staring at the bloody setting sun, with a bitter but firm arc at the corner of her mouth.

Where she couldn't see, Hep's fingertips quietly touched the Poké Ball on his waist, where the last body temperature of the Lizard remained.

Huohong smiled coldly, looking at Hepu who was being comforted by a bunch of women like a giant baby, with an unbelievable contempt in her eyes.

The young people in Galar have never experienced any real torture. If a loser like Hepp were placed in the green version of Hoenn where minotaurs are rampant, he would have been ridden on the face and attacked like Yuki, with the bull being crispy on the outside and tender on the inside and having difficulty breathing, and having to comprehend the strength of nine bulls intensively for 24 hours. How could there be any clichéd plot of childhood sweethearts who never leave each other?

Facts have proved that women's comfort is of no use at all in improving strength. Only the pain and madness of being fucked by a bull can make a boy grow into a man and truly understand the meaning of being strong!

Feeling that his life energy had not changed at all, Hepu looked disappointed.

The path of a strong person is destined to be tortuous and bumpy. Flowers grown in a greenhouse cannot comprehend the true power.

As soon as he thought of this, his fiery gaze shifted from Hep to Xiaohong.

"What are you looking at? Come on! Now it's your turn to show off the results of your training. Knock him down immediately!"

Xiaohong trembled all over, her flaming fur shaking violently in the wind, and her hind hooves sank deeply into the sand.

Its fur stood on end due to extreme nervousness, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down the tip of its red nose, reflecting blood spots in the setting sun.

Blimwen's telekinetic field pressed down on Xiaohong like sticky asphalt. Xiaohong felt her internal organs churning and a taste of rust rose in her throat.

But when it saw the mocking smile on Peter's lips, and the contemptuous mist surging at the end of Blimwen's tail, it suddenly remembered the humiliation of being crushed by the Violent Turtle in front of the gym, the pain of being abused by the gravity field of Fire Red, and the anger of being laughed at by Xiao Hei with his tongue out, and something hot suddenly exploded in its chest.

"Wow—!"

Xiaohong's cry tore through the sky, and its originally red fur turned a strange purple-blue color. Fire energy surged abnormally in the telekinetic field. Its right hoof suddenly burst into a faint blue flame, which condensed into the prototype of a kicking skill with great difficulty under the pressure of telekinesis.

Peter narrowed his almond-shaped eyes, and a dangerous light flashed in Brimwen's vertical pupils.

"Oh? Interesting, you can actually condense a move under mental interference? But this level of struggle..."

Before she finished her words, a brilliant golden light suddenly burst out from the tip of Xiaohong's hooves.

It was the fusion of elemental power and the body, and the mental field and fire energy created dazzling sparks in the collision.

The dark blue flame suddenly expanded into a blazing sky-burning flame, burning the surrounding mental chains into twisted green smoke.

The brim of Blimwen's hat trembled violently, and the white mist at the end was blown away by the air wave.

"This is impossible! How could a mere fire elf…"

Peter's sneer froze on his face, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

Xiaohong's body rose taller in the flames, and its originally petite figure expanded to be level with Brimwen. Pure golden flames burned in its pupils, which was a sign that the elemental body was beginning to take shape.

"Wow!"

With a cry that tore through the sky, Xiaohong's right hoof stomped heavily on the ground. With it as the center, the sand melted into glass-like crystals under high pressure.

All the pent-up emotions burst out at this moment. Xiaohong's pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like shapes, the flame patterns on her abdomen turned a strange purple-blue color, and her hooves plowed deep grooves in the sand.

"Fire... Fire Kick!"

Hep's shout was swept away by the strong wind, and Xiaohong's figure turned into a scarlet meteor, with its hind hooves wrapped in blue flames stomping heavily towards the ground.

This flaming kick was definitely extraordinary. Xiaohong's entire body seemed to have turned into the flame itself. This was an attack from the incarnation of flame after realizing the profound meaning of the elemental body!
Xiaohong's burning body was reflected in the fiery red eyes, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

“I actually did it…”

But she quickly suppressed her surprise and emphasized it in a cold tone.

"But this is still a long way to go. This little understanding is far from enough!"

Blimwen's vertical pupils began to fluctuate for the first time, and the red spots under the brim of her hat faded to pale in the heat.

Peter's peach purple windbreaker was lifted up by the heat wave. He finally put away his contemptuous smile, and a serious look appeared in his eyes.

"Interesting... He actually trained the Fire Kick to this level, but for me -"

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Hong had already shot through the pillar of fire like an arrow, and the dark blue flames from its hind hooves drew a crescent-like trajectory in the air.

Blimwen hastily deployed a telekinetic barrier, but the moment it came into contact with the energy, it was melted into a distorted purple mist by the high temperature.

The flaming kick hit Blimwen's side accurately, sending it flying towards the scarlet beam of light like a kite with a broken string.

Hep's eyes widened. He didn't expect that his opponent, who had no ability to fight back against him, would be seriously injured by Xiaohong.

Seeing Xiaohong's performance, Xiaoyou cheered in surprise.

"Success! Xiaohong did it!"

Xiaoyou's cheers were interrupted by Sonya's scream.

"Watch out! That guy hasn't lost yet!"

Peter's figure suddenly appeared on the path where Blimwen was falling. He placed one hand on the elf's back, and a blinding red light burst out from his wrist.

"It hasn't even started yet! Gigantamax me!"

The gigantic particles suddenly vibrated violently in the wilderness. A blinding red light burst out from the red light column, dyeing the entire battlefield into a bloody purgatory.

Blimwen's body swelled like a balloon, the brim of her hat stretched out into a sharp pyramid, and the white mist at the end turned into a black hole that swallowed up all the light.

The gigantic Blimwen looked down at the ground, and what flowed in his dark vertical pupils was no longer mockery, but a pure will to destruction.

The surging mental power poured out like the sea. Xiaohong looked up at the opponent who blocked out the sky and the sun. The flames on his hind hooves flickered under the pressure of the mental power.

It knew that it had tried its best, but faced with the absolute power gap of the super-giant, all struggles seemed so powerless.

Peter's laughter came from the clouds, with a madness of victory.

"See? This is the future power of Galar! Any resistance will be crushed!"

(End of this chapter)