This elf world is a bit strange

It was impossible to keep such a large-scale troop movement secret. The storm was coming, and even ordinary citizens had already noticed it, not to mention the Flare Team's spies lurking in the city.

Through the secret intelligence network, the alliance's movements were also transmitted to the Flare Team headquarters about a day after the operation began.

The Alliance was also well aware of this, and they just tried to hide it for as long as possible and use this remaining precious window of time to gather as much strength as possible in the city closest to the Flash Team headquarters to form a numerical advantage that would be enough to trigger a qualitative change.

Among the trainers gathered here, there are both experts from all over the country who were specially recruited like Firio, elite troops mobilized from the headquarters and various branches, and a well-trained international police special operations team. But even so, the force that finally arrived was less than half of what was expected.

The reason is simple. Before the final battle, the fighting in various regions never stopped.

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At this moment, in a room in the camp, Filio was "questioning" Joan who came to visit.

"I still remember your expression when you told me that night that it would exceed my imagination, Joan. As it turned out, it really exceeded my imagination, but not by much, but by little. You are an expert in reverse publicity."

Filio, who was "tricked into getting on board", crossed his arms over his chest, not saying anything harsh, his expression was as calm as ever, but it made Joan feel a little scared.

Even Nancy, who was sitting next to her, felt a little weak.

Firio's "questioning" makes sense.

In the camp now, apart from the two Four Heavenly Kings champions, Dragon King Dorasena and Champion Kalno, who has never appeared and is said to have just recovered from a serious illness and just barely been discharged from the hospital to provide reinforcements, there are no other famous top powerhouses.

Although there are many quasi-kings and above from all sides, there are not many kings who can really confront the top leaders of the Flash Team. Even if you add Firio and Novak who can only make up the number with the help of external forces, there are only a dozen people at most.

Such strength is much stronger than the remnants of the Flash Team who are currently badly damaged, but it is far from the expected overwhelming advantage.

"This..." Thinking of his previous bold words and the actual situation in the past two days, Qiao An knew he was in the wrong and was speechless.

"Hu... Never mind. It's not your problem. Now that we're here, we can't give up halfway. We can only take it one step at a time. Do you have something to ask us?" After letting out a long sigh, Firio waved his hand and changed the subject.

The slightly tense atmosphere gradually eased.

Qiao An felt relieved, secretly wondering why the man in front of him suddenly became so scary. At the same time, he handed over a document with the autograph of the alliance's chairman.

A small-scale combat meeting was about to begin. As important combat forces and key sources of intelligence, Firio and Nancy were also invited to participate after resting for two days.

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Walking from the barracks to the conference hall, Joan took the lead, while Firio and Nazri lagged behind a little.

Feeling that Filio was acting unusual these past two days, Nazi held his hand considerately and asked softly, "Your mental state has been a little off these past two days. You feel very uneasy. Are you still worried about this incident?"

"Not in good condition? Um... not really." Firio shook his head and sighed unconsciously. "Mewtwo, the unreliable big cat, was unwilling to help directly. He said he didn't want to get involved in the mess between humans. He only said that he would save me if I was in danger, and then he cut off contact. I can't find him now."

Before leaving, this ungrateful guy also stole several boxes of energy cubes and a coat that he also liked very much.

He kept the last sentence in his stomach and just gritted his teeth silently, criticizing a certain arrogant big cat.

"Is that so? No wonder you're always so nervous." Nancy smiled and squeezed Firio's hand, comforting him, "It's okay, I'm here, we can always solve it. Didn't Minister Daphne of the International Police say before that according to the intelligence they got from the undercover agents in the Flare Team, even if the Flare Team has robbed a lot of supplies from various places in the past few days, it will take at least some time to complete their bottomless pit plan. We just need to get ahead of them and completely crush their unrealistic madness."

Firion took a deep breath and clenched his fists. "That's true in theory, but in practice... I always feel like something is wrong. I can only take it one step at a time and hope everything goes smoothly. Once things are resolved here, I will have to deduct his food rations for at least a month! It just so happens that the appetite of the Tyrannosaurus is getting bigger and bigger, and life is tight. It would be a waste to feed him."

It was the first time she saw someone talking to Mewtwo like that. Nancy didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why are you two fighting like little kids? Can you be more mature?"

"Where is the fighting spirit?"

"That's right. He doesn't need to eat energy cubes, but he eats them every day to satisfy his cravings. But you don't make them for him. Aren't you afraid that he will get angry and beat you up?"

"I'm not afraid of this big cat. Feeding it would be a waste of my limited training funds."

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The two of them were chatting with each other as they walked across the flat and empty square.

As he was speaking, there seemed to be an invisible eye in the distant sky looking down, with a deep gaze and a hint of annoyance.

But the distance was too far to notice, let alone see clearly. Maybe it was just an illusion.

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In the forest east of Mingshui Town, a strange figure stood among the lush trees.

His tall body and solid muscles made a long windbreaker look short and funny.

"Gaba, Gaba..."

The crystal clear energy cubes were chewed like sugar beans with a crackling sound, and were gone in the blink of an eye.

The iron box was thrown casually and disappeared into the air.

"Humph……"

Feeling a little touched by Firion's arrangement, Mewtwo snorted coldly, tightened his clothes, and walked angrily into the depths of the woods, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Not getting involved in human disputes has been His absolute principle since His birth, and is also part of His self-identity as a Pokémon.

Even if He has a good relationship with humans, He cannot make an exception on such a bottom line issue.

But...for the sake of cooking for me, I can save his life.

Carlos's legendary Pokémon is just a fellow like that stupid deer, insignificant. In front of the powerful and invincible Mewtwo, it is nothing but a chicken and a dog.

Only a guy who has never seen the world would be so scared. What a loser.

Thinking of this, Mewtwo, who was hiding in the deep forest, grasped the indestructible magic weapon - a superpower spoon condensed with his own original power, and showed a very complacent and proud smile.

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"dong dong dong"

"Chairman, I'm Joan. Mr. Filio and Ms. Naz are here."

Outside the door of the conference room, Qiao An announced loudly with a serious face.

After obtaining permission to enter, he nodded slightly to his subordinates on duty outside the door, pushed open the heavy door, and walked in with Firio and the other man.

"Card……!"

As soon as he entered the room, Firio's eyes suddenly widened.

As if he had anticipated such a scene, the chairman smiled and clasped his hands together, winking at Firio and Nancy who was also surprised, signaling them to keep quiet.

"Okay, now everyone is here. Don't be too surprised. Sit down and start the meeting. First, let me introduce the basic task arrangements for tomorrow's operation. According to the intelligence previously seized by Ms. Daphne and Filio..."

A combat meeting with a complex agenda but which had to be conducted in an intense manner began to Firio's surprise and got out of control.

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While various forces gathered in Mingshui Town, fierce battles were taking place all over Carlos.

Large quantities of Crazy Potions were released by Team Flare into wild Pokémon colonies across the continent without regard for cost, triggering countless Pokémon attacks of all sizes.

Even though they had already mastered the technology to mass-produce antidotes and had accumulated a large amount of medicine for emergency use, the hasty response meant that various places were overwhelmed for a while.

Because, in addition to the riots of wild Pokémon, traces of Team Flare's activities can be seen around major towns.

Led by a small number of elites and cadres whose names were on cross-regional wanted lists, they were accompanied by a large number of Flare Team members and "former Flare Team members" who were either attracted by Vladali's "comeback" or dissatisfied with their current life, and they harassed and destroyed everywhere.

They seemed to have mastered some new technology that allowed them to move freely between the rampaging wild Pokémon. They were not troubled by such indiscriminate attacks at all. Instead, they appeared and disappeared mysteriously under the cover of Pokémon, constraining most of the Alliance's forces scattered around the world.

As a result, the eight official gym leaders and most of the unofficial gym leaders had to stay in their own cities or support neighboring cities, and it was difficult to mobilize the forces of the alliance branches to support the final decisive battle.

This was true even on the northwest coast where Team Flare's base had been largely destroyed.

This result is exactly the goal of Team Flash's series of plans.

Invest all the accumulation over the years in one battle, contain and disperse the power of the alliance in a nearly self-destructive way, and then place all bets on the final decisive battle.

The gambler's mentality precisely grasps the alliance's response logic.

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Off the coast of Sala, an unidentified fleet is roaming around and has attacked the harbor several times.

Their strength was not that great, and the old man in the lead was only slightly inferior to Korni, but they never fought to the end, and advanced and retreated as fast as the wind, like a fly hovering around your ear, very annoying.

His identity has been confirmed. He is the vice president of a prestigious international shipping company in Carlos. He has been responsible for planning and designing various waterways for many years and is familiar with every waterway in Carlos.

Such a person commands the elite fleet of the Flare Team, whose maneuverability is incredibly strong. His shoot-and-run tactics have caused great trouble to various coastal areas, but there is no way to stop them for the time being.

Now, the only way for Korni to find an opportunity for a head-on decisive battle is to wait for more powerful alliance forces to pursue her.

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In the city of Miare, at the sealed-off Fradari Research Institute, a giant steel beast of unknown origin suddenly appeared in the long-abandoned institute without anyone noticing, and then began to become active.

Its strength was extremely strong, and even Hitlon himself was wounded and defeated, and even completely lost the ability to fight again.

According to the description of the participants in the war, a figure who looked like the former Flash Team scientist Kuserowski seemed to be seen in the dilapidated research institute. He joined forces with the steel behemoth to attack and seriously injured the unprepared Hitlon.

According to eyewitnesses, the young rookie gym leader didn't even have time to fight with all his strength before he was hit in both legs by the sudden attack, especially his right leg, which was covered in blood and flesh, and one could even vaguely see the color of the bones. It was extremely horrifying.

As a last resort, Yan Kai, the Steel King who was originally scheduled to lead the follow-up troops to Mingshui Town for reinforcements, had to lead his team to change the route and go to Miare to deal with the matter.

For a while, the area near the already abandoned Vladali Institute was filled with panic and the sounds of fierce fighting.

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Reserve, Grand Peak, on the mountainside.

The Cocoon of Destruction, which had been dormant here for a long time, began to become active several months ago, and showed signs of revival not long ago.

Although Team Flare's attack plan is of vital importance, investigating and pacifying the movements of the God of Destruction is also a matter of great concern to the entire region.

For this purpose, two of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Alliance, Pakira and Shimi, came together.

With experience in dealing with the God of Destruction and recognition from Him, Pakira is naturally the best choice for this mission.

Shimi, who is equally strong but can completely restrain her in terms of attributes, is the key to reassuring the alliance's top leaders.

Although she had the experience of turning from darkness to light, Pakila's stain had never been completely cleared. There had always been voices of distrust towards her both inside and outside the alliance, and the chairman had to go against all odds to keep her alive, allowing her to redeem herself from her crime.

Now, accompanied and assisted by the three chief rangers, the official investigation into the [Resurrection of the God of Destruction] is about to begin.

Everyone looked serious and tread carefully.

There is no easy job when it comes to dealing with gods.

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Team Flash headquarters, underground base.

The remnants of the Flare Team were hurrying along, carrying out their mission in an almost frozen and oppressive atmosphere.

Almost no one knew the final shape of this multi-year, unimaginable project.

Everyone is just carrying out a small part of their work under the leadership of their superiors, with a twisted mentality that can hardly be described by words like loyalty and fanaticism.

Those who have survived the tragic defeat to this day are more or less mentally abnormal.

But among people who are highly similar to themselves, almost no one realizes this under the deliberate guidance of senior cadres such as Claire.

Or, this subconscious neglect might be the result of the efforts of Claire, who is good at manipulating people's hearts, and her loyal Shieldsword.

None of this is known.

However, what is certain is that Claire, who has been busy day and night for many days, finally stepped out of her office and conference room.

Under the admiring gazes of her subordinates, she walked through the crowded corridor and came to the door of Vladali's room, deep in the deserted base.

Her unkempt purple hair was a little messy, and her delicate face was almost expressionless, just stiff in seriousness and calmness.

But if you look closely at her eyes, you can catch a glimpse of a fanaticism that is exactly the same as Damir's, no, it should be said that it is even more fanatical.

At the same time, they also have a sense of mission that they believe is extremely noble.

With just a glance, the two loyal subordinates who were guarding and monitoring the door retreated to a distance quickly and efficiently.

Without being disturbed by outsiders, Claire quietly tidied her clothes, smoothed her slightly messy hair, then quietly opened the door and walked in.

"It's been a while since we last met, Master Vladari. Thanks to you, everything has gone smoothly. Companions from all over the world have risked their lives for your name and flag. There is only one last step left before our ideal is finally realized. I will invite you to witness it on site. That will also be the last time we see each other."

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