This elf world is a bit strange

Just as it raised its little paws impatiently and wanted to rub its eyes, the infinite loop paused.

"Boom"

It was like a heavy hammer hitting my heart.

In an instant, all sleepiness disappeared.

"Solo?!"

Zoroya stood up suddenly, his hair standing on end, staring intently.

The huge cocoon of light slowly shrank.

After a while, the shape of the baby dragon can be seen.

"Shh-"

The moment it contracts to the extreme, the ultimate bloom follows.

The dazzling light shot straight into the sky, forming a thick column of light.

"Bagon...?"

In the dazzling light, the baby dragon opened his eyes in confusion and looked around.

It had no idea what happened after it ate the crystal. It only felt a stream of warm currents surging through its body, giving it unlimited strength.

Looking up and forward, it discovered something was wrong.

The little fox that was so familiar to everyone seemed to have become much smaller.

Looking around again, the little dinosaur widened his eyes.

He realized that he had grown bigger.

When he lowered his head, his small claws became sharper, and his originally muscular body looked a little thinner, but the power contained within it was much greater.

Is it the effect of the stone that was just eaten?

Baby Dragon thought so.

I looked up in confusion as I heard footsteps approaching slowly.

Before it had time to think or do anything, the little fox running towards it had quickly grown in size in its eyes, and a pair of big eyes full of joy occupied its entire sight.

"bang"

The two little ones rolled into a ball on the soft ground.

......

......

Just a few minutes later, the running little dinosaur, carrying the happy little fox on its head, ran westward along the road covered with footprints.

Zoroya, who was unwilling to stay at home, found a helper and a mount, and immediately transformed into a dragon knight, chasing after his father who had already set off.

Behind him, the slender Zoroark followed closely helplessly.

It knew that the little princess would not be obedient.

But...I think the patriarch also knows it.

Thinking of this, it felt a little better.

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At noon, in the southern part of the forest, there was an area where trees, flowers and plants grew extremely densely.

Countless wild Pokémon came from all directions.

The powerful Kairos came in groups, led by twenty or thirty elite soldiers with their strength accumulated to the senior level, like an indestructible spear.

On both wings of them are various powerful wild Pokémon, and they all look quite tough and martial, and it is obvious that they followed from the territory of Kairos.

On the other side, the morale and strength of the Shoveltrum cannon beetles were mostly restored. They flew from afar, covering the sky and blocking the sun. Although their number was not as large as Kairos due to the recent huge losses, they should not be underestimated.

On the ground, groups of wild Pokémon slowed down their pace and followed the highly maneuverable Shoveltorn.

After several days of tentative exchanges and struggles, both sides, unable to contain themselves, chose a decisive battle.

The battlefield is here.

In the north of the battlefield, the Queen Bee, who had received the news in advance, was rushing over with Firio and Circle Bear.

Wherever it passes, the originally fertile environment has been severely damaged and is no longer what it used to be.

A large number of wild Pokémon were displaced and the land was in mourning.

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“…Tsk.”

When Firion and the three quasi-king Pokémon received the news and rushed over from their territory, the desperate fight had already begun.

The vibrant forest turned into scorched earth.

The intertwined groups of wild Pokémon were now in chaos, with each other inside each other, and it was even difficult to distinguish between friend and foe.

There were wild Pokémon that had fainted everywhere.

The place is filled with smoke and skills are flying everywhere. If you are not careful, you will be severely hit by attacks coming from nowhere.

On such a battlefield, strength is only one of the influencing factors; more important are partners and luck.

Firion, who saw such a scene for the first time, was secretly astonished and couldn't help feeling a little overwhelmed. Even though he had four quasi-king Pokémon and a group of powerful players by his side, it was still difficult to forcibly stop such a decisive battle.

While he was thinking, a rustling sound was heard from the jungle in the distance, hundreds of meters away, and even with the perception of super powers, it was only faintly audible.

"Pay attention, something's happening."

Waving his hand to stop the unaware Queen Bee and Circle Bear, Firio looked around with a serious look and made a quick decision.

"Follow me, hide!"

The elite team quickly dispersed and hid behind the bushes.

Firio looked at the group of uninvited guests with a vigilant look, his brows slightly furrowed, and his super powers were mobilized to the limit.

"......Um?"

Suddenly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes as he was pondering.

His superpowers seemed to be disrupted by some force and lost their miraculous effect.

"Zolo!"

A majestic roar came from the air.

Then, the tall figure turned into a black shadow, walked out of the dense forest alone, stood far away, and looked at Firion with a firm gaze.

"Ba...Bagon!"

Soon, Baby Dragon and Zoroark, who had escaped from the Zoroark's obstruction, stumbled over and stood beside Zoroark, panting.

"Baby dragon?"

Firion emerged from behind the big tree that served as a cover, frowned and looked at this "old acquaintance" whom he had met many times.

Although he was somewhat curious about its experiences during this period and its suddenly stronger aura, this was obviously not the time to talk about this.

Firion's eyes only briefly passed over Dragonite, and then met Zoroark's eyes. Countless information was exchanged instantly, and the man and the Pokémon reached a consensus.

"Zolo."

Zoroark pointed to the battlefield ahead and waved his hand suddenly, and the tribesmen who had gathered their strength rushed out one after another.

"Okay, let's go together."

Firion nodded slightly, put his right hand behind his back and gestured.

"Wes!"

After receiving the signal, the Queen Bee gave an order, and the wild Pokémon that had been hiding in the bushes came out one after another, keeping a little distance from Zoroark with a little caution.

"We need to intimidate these two crazy guys, Kairos and Cannon Bug, or charge in directly and knock them down with the decapitation plan. Otherwise, the losses will be incalculable."

Firion, who was leading the way, glanced at Zoroark beside him out of the corner of his eye.

Zoroark nodded slightly, quickened his pace, leaped up, and jumped onto the nearest tree to the battlefield.

"Zolo!——"

The powerful roar spread throughout the battlefield in an instant, drowning out the sound of skills colliding and the deafening shouts of killing.

The powerful aura spread out instantly, heading towards the two Pokémon leaders, Kairos and Shoveltie, who were fighting in close combat and had gone crazy.

Below, Queen Bee and Bearcat also responded immediately, combining their powerful momentum and pressing forward. Although the three of them were somewhat inferior to Zoroark in strength, they should not be underestimated either.

They didn't dare to intervene rashly, hoping to deter the two Pokémon, Kairos and Cannonball, from a distance, so that they would realize that a powerful enemy was nearby, be afraid, and stop.

However, such an obvious threat had no effect on them as they were in the midst of a fierce battle.

When enemies meet, they are naturally jealous of each other. This is even more so if a large number of tribesmen have been killed.

At this moment, the two Pokémon had gone completely crazy, and their red eyes could only see the figures of their opponents and nothing else.

The two sides are evenly matched in the fight, exchanging injuries for injuries. Without intervention, both sides will suffer losses, and it may even turn into a life-for-life duel that burns potential.

The leader led the charge, and the racial memory of mutual hatred and aggression was imprinted in their genes. The battle between the two ethnic groups was bloody and cruel.

Every minute and every second, a Pokémon would fall down due to exhaustion and would never be able to get up again.

The strong smell of blood drifted into the distance.

Although little Zoroark had experienced battles before, he had never seen such a tragic battlefield. He no longer had the high spirits and expectations he had when he set out. He trembled and huddled behind his baby dragon.

Zoroark, who jumped down from the tree, also frowned, made eye contact with Firion, and nodded solemnly.

Seeing that the deterrence plan failed and the blood-curdling casualties on both sides were increasing, he had no choice but to intervene personally.

"Soul, Sol, join me! Charge in and finish the fight quickly. If it doesn't work, withdraw immediately. Don't fight to the end."

He picked up two Poké Balls, one in each hand.

Firion whispered instructions to his two strongest and most reliable companions.

He was prepared to take action himself and capture the leader first.

......

......

"Rumble..."

Just as he and Zoroark were preparing to attack separately and together, a faint sound suddenly came from the distance.

It was heavy and dense, and when I listened carefully, it sounded like footsteps.

Zoroark's eyes lit up with joy, while Queen Bee and Kuzoku both looked fearful.

"Wes!"

Grabbing Firion, the Queen Bee shouted a warning and dragged him into the dense forest. The same thing happened to the Zoroark tribe on the other side. Only the tribe leader was still standing in the open.

"This is......"

He could feel an extremely fierce aura approaching, but the opponent had not yet appeared in his sight, and had not even completely entered the specific perception range of his superpowers.

Firio gritted his teeth hard, his eyes full of fear. Even from a distance, he already felt the huge threat.

The heartbeat quickens and the hair stands on end; these are instinctive signals of danger.

"Auno!——"

The rough roar sounded like a drum beating in my heart.

A pillar of white light shot up into the sky, like a stairway to heaven rising out of thin air, creating another bright sun in the sky.

Then, countless "silk threads" fell down in a covering manner, carrying immense murderous intent and anger.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

Amid the earth-shaking roar, the whole world seemed to be dyed white.

All sounds have lost their meaning.

When the light faded, the battlefield, which was filled with deafening shouts and cries of killing, fell into an eerie silence.