This elf world is a bit strange

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In the simple yet exquisite room, Vladali, dressed only in white, sat quietly on the sofa, listening to Claire's long speech. His eyes were filled with himself many years ago, and a strange feeling of confusion filled his heart.

During this time, looking at the Flare Team that is now very different from the past, he has also been thinking about whether his previous ambitions were correct.

Looking at the enthusiastic Claire, he gradually realized that the beautiful country of his dreams seemed to be just an unrealistic bubble.

And it is a bubble that will make people obsessed, crazy, and even completely lose their minds.

It is so beautiful that it can become the inner sustenance of everyone, as long as he truly desires and believes that a perfect future can be achieved through human efforts.

Even Claire, the extremely calm scientist who was once obsessed with numbers and efficiency, has been drowned in fantasy, with only the distant bubbles in her eyes.

"Claire..." He spoke slowly after a long silence, attracting the inquiring gazes of his former subordinates. "Our ideal is to create a world without fighting, not to completely wipe out this world. A completely out-of-control Zygarde, even if successful, will only bring about the latter result. That beautiful world will still not come. Transience, bitterness, decay, and destruction, they are still inevitable."

"Maybe, Master Vladari." Claire nodded slightly, playing with her purple hair, her eyes disapproving, "But our reality is only despair. Although no one knows what the future holds, there is always a possibility of hope as long as we keep moving forward. This is what you once taught me, and I have always kept it in mind, but you seem to have forgotten it."

Fradali shook his head painfully, his tone bleak: "I'm talking about the struggle of life, not what you imagine, Claire. The communication between us may be too little and too one-sided, which is my fault. But what I want to tell you is that after the last separation, I have experienced many magical things that I can't tell you, and I have seen a lot. This road is not feasible."

"It's all the same, Vladali." As if a sore spot had been touched, or as if she had recalled the past, Claire was a little bored and impatient, or a little impatient. She interrupted Vladali rudely and stopped using honorifics.

She stood up, walked to the desk, looked at an academic book on the table titled "The End of Eternity: The Anthropological Significance of Time and Space", a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth again, and she shook her head - she had specially sent someone to buy it secretly.

"Everything is going smoothly. Soon, everything will be over. Whether it's the Alliance, those little guys who messed things up, or the old immortal who survived because of your meaningless kindness, everything is under control."

This time, her eyes were a little more indifferent, just like the words she spoke, without any warmth.

"..."

Vladali sat on the sofa in silence. He had nothing to say.

The two of them had completely different ideas, and what weighed heavy on his heart was that the current situation was just as Claire had said.

From the beginning to the end, this former subordinate who was once loyal and powerful but has now embarked on another path had no intention of hiding anything from him. Every plan and intelligence issued by the Flash Team Headquarters would appear on his desk at the first opportunity.

Claire let him know everything, but also blocked all his channels of external communication, making it impossible for him to participate in the plan.

Perhaps it was revenge for his "betrayal of ideals".

As he passively watched from the sidelines, Vladali knew that the Flare Team, which he had created and expanded, had completely become a tool in her hands. In a nearly self-burning manner, it had made those who had followed her in the past out of blindness and ignorance become the propellant for her crazy dream under her banner, using almost the same logic.

However, regardless of what the future holds, at least at this moment, her plan is still being carried out in an extremely cruel way.

This scientist, who worships probability and numbers, sees everyone, including herself, as numbers or symbols in a calculation, as the most basic units of information.

Aix and Huayi, the combination that once created miracles, are now in a tough battle in Chaoxiang Town.

And his ancestor, the wise king who lived three thousand years ago, was also facing a difficult battle in the far suburbs of Shixiang Town.

Everywhere in Carlos is suffering from chaos. Even the three people who are powerful enough to ensure their own safety and maintain peace in the area have no time to care about other things. They can only do their best to solve the problems in front of them.

After experiencing the tragic defeat that was just a step away from victory, Claire learned from her mistakes and made a very careful plan, which she also received unanimous support from all the core members of the Flare Team, including the "thorn" Akbi.

The final battle and the final calculation will be staged in this heavily guarded and impregnable headquarters base, and he, the founder of the Flash Team, Vladali, can only be a spectator.

He and Claire both knew that there was an undercover agent in the base, but they just couldn't find out who it was.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Until the end, the most core information was known only to Claire herself and Vladali who deduced it based on the complicated information.

About the secret weapon full of madness and fantasy.

An "ultimate weapon" recreated with modern technology, with traces of stitching in every aspect.

An ultimate turret where pure life force is replaced by destructive energy.

A "splice" that will undoubtedly self-destruct once triggered.

It will bring death equally, without distinction between friend and foe.

The first person to be affected will be the woman in front of him, and she will definitely be the one who presses the switch.

But there was nothing he could do.

He could neither deliver the message nor stop the madness of the person in front of him. At this moment, he was just an old man who had no abilities anymore and was silently waiting for the judgment of fate.

Even though he is not very old, he has been completely abandoned by the tide of the times.

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Silence, long silence.

It was deathly silent, so quiet that it made people feel uneasy.

Both sides knew what the other wanted to say, and also knew the reasons for each other's silence.

Finally, realizing that she would not get the result she wanted, Claire sighed in disappointment, picked up the book that Fradali had placed on the table, and left without saying a word.

When she reached the door, she turned back again and glanced at Vladali through the combat goggles she had quietly put on.

No one knows what her expression is at this moment, or what she is thinking.

Her lips moved slightly, but she still said nothing. She just gently opened the door, walked out, and then closed it, blocking the last connection between the two.

"Let's go back to the office. I need three hours to rest, and then I will execute the seventh stage according to plan number three, and the second stage according to plan number five."

A faint voice came from outside the door into the ears of Vladali, who stood there as solemnly as a stone statue.

The remnant of the old era did not move, only the corner of his eye twitched slightly.

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Early morning of November 11, Mingshui Town.

From midnight, this small river town came under complete military control.

All daily life will come to a brief standstill in the next few days, and a solemn atmosphere will spread across the city.

While it was still pitch dark, the huge campsite in the suburbs was already bustling with people.

In the temporary military camp, every trainer was assembled according to the pre-divided teams, squadrons, and battalions.

In the sky, flying Pokémon and aircraft provided cover for each other, like a dark cloud spreading into the distance.

On the ground, combat vehicles and riding Pokémon rushed out of the camp gate in an orderly manner and headed towards the wilderness in the west.

A heavily protected reinforced vehicle drove at the center of the team.

There was only one person sitting in the back seat of the car—Kalunya, who kept her head down and had a pale face.

Her hair was still tied up as always, but it seemed to have grown a little longer and more messy due to her illness, and even the makeup could not hide her weakness.

Sitting in the co-pilot seat was Firio, who had a calm expression on his face. He was not wearing a well-made combat uniform, but instead a neat casual outfit.

The surging superpower spread vigilantly in all directions from the first second of departure, monitoring everything.

He carried the heaviest burden on his shoulders - the instructions given to him by the chairman at the end of the meeting.

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The Carlos Alliance gathered all the powerful forces it could, and equipped with the high-quality equipment that the chairman of the alliance had painstakingly produced and accumulated in secret, it headed towards the place of the decisive battle.

The "unfinished battle" between the Kalos League and the Flare Team has finally begun after several years.

The grudges that were not resolved back then will start a second round of entanglements this time, and will also usher in a true ending.

Chapter 212: Lure the Snake Out of Its Hole: True and False Karuna (9000)

"Dragonbaruto, Dragon Claw! Vulcan Moth, Fire Dance!"

The dark sky was lit up by flames, and the gorgeous incarnation of the sun could bring light and heat comparable to daylight even in the darkness before dawn.

Under the devastating attack of the Storm Troops, the remnants of the Flame Troops who had been attacking sporadically under the cover of night were like an egg against a rock, and they were instantly defeated, without even the need for anyone else to take action.

Uniform and large-scale Pokémon breeding.

With the strong kings as the spearhead, the tactical coordination of the teams is extremely tacit.

There is also Captain Joan, whose strength is close to that of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Alliance, and his trump card, the Vulcan Moth, which has almost the combat power of a champion and has accumulated energy of level 69.

Even Pakila, one of the Four Heavenly Kings, would only be slightly better than him if he didn't risk his life.

In the past, although this force was extremely powerful, it was not well-known for many years because it often operated in secret and had a low-key style.

This time, in the decisive battle with the Flare Team, from the very beginning, this special force, which prided itself on its absolute mobility and unrivaled frontal combat capability, demonstrated a powerful strength that was completely different from the usual style and inherent impression of the Carlos Alliance. It announced its existence to everyone and instilled confidence in the alliance's victory in every participant.

No matter how big the attacking Flare Team is, or how powerful their leader is, this elite force of no more than a hundred people is like a bottomless abyss that will swallow up all the enemies.

Sitting in the modified car in the middle of the team, Filio silently raised his head and looked outside through the window.

The elf ball at his waist had already begun to vibrate faintly.

After nearly three days of rest, the partners who had recovered from the weakness caused by the battle blocks and whose combat effectiveness had been fully restored and who had even improved due to the fierce battles and the stimulation of the blocks were eager to try.

Especially since its evolution, Dragonite has become full of energy and is always eager to fight in the sky.

The activeness of the Dragon Balto above its head made it, which is also a powerful dragon, excited, and it wanted to rush to the sky and fight a battle with the Flash Team right now.

Karuna behind him still lowered her head, her voice much deeper than usual, and said softly: "There will be plenty of opportunities to fight later. Right now, these cannon fodders of the Flare Team are just a small appetizer. It's good to let Joan show off. He likes to be in the limelight anyway."

"Yeah, I know." Firio nodded, glanced casually at the driver who was separated from him by an alloy barrier, then closed his eyes, leaned back against the seat behind him, and rested his eyes.

He also knew that no matter how efficient the Storm Troopers were, or how fast the Alliance troops were in launching surprise attacks, this suicidal harassment would definitely transmit the information of the Alliance's advance back to the Flare Team headquarters in some way.

The harassment and counterattacks from the periphery were merely mutual tests before the war.

The Flare Team needs to understand the strength of the alliance, delay the alliance's offensive edge, and buy as much time as possible for their own plan.

The alliance army needs to boost morale with a clean victory and bring together trainers from all over the place who have only undergone emergency training.

With the calculations and plans of both sides, all the mobile forces of Carlos, both front and back, gradually gathered outside the ancient castle in the wilderness.

The Flare Team headquarters, which had been hidden for a long time, finally appeared before everyone.

A decisive battle is inevitable.

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Under the cover of the optical deception device, the castle rising from the ground is like a giant hedgehog made of iron and stone, solid as a rock and full of aggressiveness, with countless mechanical weapons sticking out of the black gaps.

Inside the fortress, Akbi and Momiji were leading a large number of elite members of the Flare Team, waiting for the Alliance's attack.

And this is only the first layer of the Flare Team headquarters' defense system.

Through the detection of super powers, Firio discovered that compared with the complex structure underground where only the tip of the iceberg could be seen, the outer defense was also just the tip of the iceberg. Although it was as solid as a rock, it required a more direct confrontation.

The flying machines and flying Pokémon in the sky stopped outside the maximum range of the various weapons in the fortress.

The combat vehicles and riding Pokémon on the ground also stopped almost at the same time and began to line up and prepare for battle.

The sky was already slightly pale, and the first rays of morning glow were about to rise from the horizon.

Caroline, who had been sitting in the car, opened the door with some difficulty, got out of the car with the help of Firio, tried to steady her steps, and walked towards the temporary command post that had just been set up.

"It's Champion Karunori! I knew she would come!"

"With Miss Karunori here, we will definitely win!"

"The scum of Team Flare are no match for us!"

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Like a spark floating into dry wood, the appearance of the league champion immediately ignited the enthusiasm of trainers wherever he went, and deafening cheers echoed throughout the wilderness.

After walking only a distance of more than a hundred meters, the morale of the alliance troops reached its peak.

As the official organization of the Kalos region, the Kalos Alliance, which is going all out, is unrivaled on this continent. Even if it is overwhelmed by Team Flare's attack, the hastily assembled troops can still create huge damage on every battlefield. strength advantage.

The fierce momentum rose into the sky like a blazing pillar of fire, burning the elite members of the Flash Flame Team who, although mentally prepared, could not help but feel fear after arriving at the scene in person.

"Prepare to attack. Don't give them time to adjust. Attack with all your strength. Doracena, the mission of the vanguard is now left to you."

Standing in front of the enthusiastic crowd, Karen didn't say anything extra, but just gently raised her right arm and waved it forward.

"I understand. Leave it to me." With a leisurely tone and a set of shaman costumes that he never changed even during battle, Doracena, the Dragon King who is ranked first among the Four Heavenly Kings of Carlos, still had the same smile as always.

However, a ray of cold light quietly shot out from the eyes that were narrowed because of the smile.

The Poké Ball held in the palm of his hand was thrown into the air, and in the blooming white light, a powerful flying dragon appeared.

"Qixi Bluebird, let's go! Mega evolution!"