Summoning the Crown of the Elf

Also for its own sake.

The ferocious gaze flashed past, and those tyrannical eyes looked at the behemoth thousands of miles away for an instant.

Scarlet armor, flowing magma.

The blazing flames even reflected half of the night sky red.

Sen Leng's white claws also emitted refracted starlight.

An overwhelming momentum.

Invincible strength.

This ancient ferocious beast, which had been born since its origin, was slowly moving towards the sea.

Every step is shaking the earth, every step is shocking.

but--

When Darkley's eyes fell on the other party, it knew - the hunt has begun!

Gulardo.

A powerful Origin Pokémon.

Gulardo.

An existence that is about to become its sword-testing stone.

That being the case, there is no need to think about anything.

"Master." It suddenly turned its eyes, and the fierce fighting spirit in the lake blue eyes was something that the young man hadn't seen for several years.

Even if it doesn't say it out loud, the youth understands what it thinks.

"Quick battle and quick decision." Looking at Darkley, who was full of fighting spirit, the young man finally spoke like this.

"learn!"

In an instant, black clouds swept across, and the sky that was originally reflected blue by the sea, and the night that was originally burned red by flames suddenly burst into a third violent but depressing color.

black.

A really good color for the night.

A silence tinged with doom and evil.

At night, it is the world of evil spirits.

At night, it is the home of evil-type Pokémon.

The billowing dark clouds enveloped Darkrai's body in just an instant, and then, in the eyes of the two Origin Pokémon that were originally looking at each other, a huge figure that was not even inferior to them Appeared.

"Gulardo..."

A hoarse and deep voice sounded from the black cloud.

The indomitable Earth Pokémon looked over with black and white eyes.

It could sense that within the black cloud that suddenly swept over, there was an existence not inferior to it and Kyoka.

No, not not inferior!

is stronger!

pressure!

It feels the pressure!

It's not that kind of crazy pressure, but that kind of seemingly tyrannical, but in fact extremely cleverly controlled aura.

Send and receive freely.

Is this the current Pokémon?

Crazy emotions emerged in Gulardon's cold eyes.

Burning eyes looked at the huge black cloud rushing towards it.

"Challenger? Report your name to the Pokémon Groudon of the earth!"

At this time, the behemoth gave up the confrontation with Kyoka.

Instead, he looked at the figure that was killing towards it with blood on his face.

Its interest is irrepressible.

Its fighting spirit is also rising.

Funny opponents!

An existence worth fighting for!

But at this moment, within the tumbling black clouds, a ghostly voice sounded again.

"My name—Nightmare God, Darkrai!"

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