This elf world is a bit strange

Akbi and Momiji did not dare to stay at all. They tried their best to hold off the powerful Doracena and led their subordinates to retreat towards the dense underground road network.

In just a few minutes, except for the defenders who had been divided and surrounded with no way out, the rest of the Flash Team evacuated, abandoning their carefully built outer defense line and retreating into the more solid and complex underground buildings.

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The sun was still lingering over the treetops, and the smell of blood, gunpowder, and various potions intertwined in the air.

Even the Alliance, which was well prepared and had an overwhelming advantage in strength, paid a heavy price, especially the Alliance's direct troops that served as the vanguard. Almost everyone was injured, and their Pokémon were in very bad shape. They only managed to hold on in the battle just now and did not fall down on the spot.

Now, the battle has come to a temporary end. Many people have fallen to the ground, limp like a ball, without even the strength to move a finger.

In the life-and-death struggle, what is lost is not only physical energy, but also the mental exhaustion caused by constantly tense nerves.

Among the ruins, there were heartbreaking scenes everywhere.

After several hours of fierce fighting, both sides suffered countless casualties. The ground was littered with fallen Pokémon and Trainers. Medical staff came and went to rescue the wounded, filling the field hospital and temporary Pokémon Center that were urgently built in the rear.

The once exquisite and beautiful castle is now only a pile of ruins, with only the watchtower at the deepest part still intact.

The passage leading to the underground is inside the blockhouse, and it is filled with hidden dangers.

The battle is not over yet, this is just the first step.

The main force of the alliance, which had the upper hand, was already exhausted and tired, and if they were defeated in a frontal battle, the defeated Flare Team would be even more miserable.

There is no time to rest, and a new round of fighting must begin again after a short break.

Inside the blockhouse, outside the deep passage leading to the underground, the Storm Troopers who had been gathering their strength were already lined up in an orderly manner.

Dozens of top-level players including Firion and Nancy have regrouped after a short rest and adjustment. Standing in the front is Kalno, who has just recovered from a serious injury but has already recovered 60% to 70% of her condition.

Apart from being unable to afford mega evolution and full-time command, this league champion with a steady style and balanced strength is still the backbone in the eyes of everyone in the league, and is a symbol and guarantee of victory.

Although her face had become even more sickly pale due to the fierce battle, her eyes were still firm. She looked at Joan and nodded slightly.

After receiving a positive signal, Qiao An strode towards the passage and shouted, "First and second teams, Swamp King leads the way! Blastoise, mega evolve!"

The colorful lights shone, lighting up the dim underground passage.

The tall and burly Blastoise took the lead, rushing towards the bottomless passage and the countless Team Flare enemies ahead.

Behind it are dozens of carefully cultivated swamp kings.

After resting for a long time, the most powerful special forces of the Carlos Alliance took over from their colleagues who had suffered heavy casualties in continuous battles and acted as the vanguard of the decisive battle.

The air was filled with humidity and the sound of dense footsteps was like heavy drumbeats, inspiring the hearts of the people outside the passage and also impacting the momentum of the Flare Team inside the passage who were ready for battle.

The war was about to break out, and violent explosions continued from the first second.

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At the deepest part of the underground base, there is a secret room dozens of meters away from the surface.

Although it is called a secret room, it is actually very large, almost like a hall.

On weekdays, except for Claire, Akobi and the outer sentries designated by Claire herself, all members of the Flare Team are not allowed to approach.

Now, in this empty room filled with an extremely pungent smell, Claire once again saw Vladali who was brought by several subordinates.

At this moment, she no longer had the high spirits she had before setting out to fight. The blood all over her body had coagulated into a sticky mass. The wound on her forehead was still painful, with blood flowing from time to time. Her beautiful purple shawl hair had been burnt in several places, making it very mottled. She looked in a miserable state.

Facing the sneak attack from the league champion, she had been seriously injured since the beginning of the battle. During the long battle, countless new and old injuries accumulated on top of each other, leaving her with little strength left.

But even so, at this moment she still looked flamboyant, full of fanaticism and nobility.

"Please witness it, Lord Fladali, witness a brand new era! In the burning continent, all things will be reborn due to forging, and we will usher in a brand new, eternal and indestructible beautiful continent!"

With his raised hands he pulled hard and the huge curtain fell.

A piece-together "ultimate weapon" appeared before Fradali's eyes.

"This……"

Vladali, who had personally restored and modified the ultimate weapon, recognized at a glance that it was something similar to a self-destruct device. A steady stream of black liquid poured into it, but no one knew where it went. It was like a bottomless abyss, exuding a deep and dangerous atmosphere.

But this was not what surprised him the most. What really made him open his eyes wide and be speechless was the huge glass container that appeared not far behind the "ultimate weapon".

Two small black and green creatures were sleeping in the container, wrapped in a black paste that was exactly the same as the black liquid that had emitted a pungent smell before, but was obviously many times thicker.

The energy is increasing, the pollution is getting worse, and a faint red light is unconsciously seeping out from the closed eyes of the two little lives.

"That's right! Master Fladali, you read it right. This is where our hope lies, Zygarde's core!"

Under the dim light, Claire spread her arms and proudly showed the "results" of her hard work over the past few years to Vladali and her loyal subordinates.

Covered in blood, with dozens of wounds of varying sizes, and a twisted smile, everything seemed particularly eerie and terrifying.

Vladali knew his subordinate and research partner of many years too well. In a short period of time, he had followed Claire's logic and imprinted her overall plan in his mind.

Crazier and more desperate than before.

Looking at the black paste-like liquid that was filled with a dangerous aura, he was frightened even though he had been through life-and-death situations countless times.

At this time, with the dim light, it saw the walls around the secret room, which were also pitch black, as if they were made of coal.

"Claire, do you want to destroy everything completely?" Vladali gritted his teeth silently. He suddenly experienced the complex emotions his ancestors had when facing him several years ago.

"Yes, and... everything went smoothly, didn't it? An undercover agent who leaked information, a wrong time - no, it should be said that no one knows the right time, because it is meaningless, Lord Vladari." Claire's voice was like a sigh, and it was clearly right in front of her, but it seemed to be thousands of miles away, making it difficult to hear clearly. "I once said that in order to realize the great wish of the Flash Team, some precious things need to be sacrificed, just like... just like three thousand years ago."

"Your world is distorted, Claire."

Vladali looked at Claire deeply, but he could do nothing. The heavy handcuffs and shackles restricted his movements, and even without these things, he knew that he could do nothing.

"Maybe, but we will succeed this time. Okay, the final infusion... will be completed soon, and everyone's dream will come true. After all... no one knows except me that the five-day thing is fake news... Hahaha! Okay, Master Vladari, you can leave now. Please live well and witness a new era for me and everyone else. Or, the prelude to a new era."

The wanton smile made Claire, who was already suffering from injuries, tremble all over, but her mental state was better than ever.

With a wave of his hand, the two subordinates who still obeyed orders faithfully in shock pulled Vladali away and left the secret room along a hidden escape passage, and disappeared.

"Okay... Akbi, Momiji, our final moment is coming soon, just like Bala and Kuseloski in prison." Watching Vladali go away, his last look was full of complex emotions and full of sadness. Claire sat quietly on a small chair and said in a tired tone.

In the pitch-black darkness, two people, also covered in wounds and still unable to hide their weakness after emergency treatment, walked out side by side.

A Kebi said carelessly: "Looks like it's time for us to buy you a little time. You hid it from us until the very end, and I'm still worried about how we're going to hold out for two days. It's impossible no matter how you look at it!"

"The fewer people who know, the safer it is. This is true for the Alliance and for us too. Akbi, everyone makes mistakes, and you and I are no exception." Holding her forehead sleepily, Claire waved her hand casually, not caring at all.

"Okay, don't dwell on it. Everything will be over in an hour. What difference does it make? I'll leave it to you in the end. Lord Vladari once said that the helmsman must live and die with his warship. This time... it's my turn."

After he finished speaking, Claire sat down, said nothing more, closed her eyes, and kept her hand on the button, waiting for the final infusion of energy.

Akebiri and Momiji seemed to want to say something but hesitated. Finally, they turned around and left without saying a word, disappearing into the deep passage.

Only the Shieldsword still faithfully guarded her.

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At the entrance, the short but fierce battle was over.

The pervasive humidity blocked the blasting methods that the Flare Team originally wanted to use, and also made the dozen or so mischievous bombs that had been prepared useless.

With dozens of strong swamp kings leading the way, the storm troops' offensive was completely unstoppable.

In front of this elite force that was armed to the teeth and each member was extremely powerful, even though the Flare Team guarding the entrance was the elite among the elite, their morale was still high and they fought back fearlessly, but it was completely futile.

Entire teams of the Flare Team were quickly defeated, and their battle lines were losing ground. They only held out for about twenty minutes at the entrance, which was the easiest to defend and the most difficult to attack.

Following behind the team, Firion and Nancy took turns covering each other as they entered the underground base, advancing along the attack route opened up by the Storm Troops.

Everything was apparently going well, but Firio, who was walking behind, always felt that something was wrong, as if he had some kind of intuition.

On his forehead, the mark of Xerneas appeared and disappeared from time to time, emitting faint fluctuations.

An ominous feeling lingers.

Firio gently tugged at the corner of Naz's clothes and nodded.

Nancy, who trusted him unconditionally, immediately stopped and hid in the corner with him. They combined their superpowers into one and, under the guidance of Firion, explored deep into the maze-like base.

The pupils of the deep eyes suddenly trembled, a horrible scene flashed by, and the "tentacles" of super powers were dispelled by the psychic power of the Shield Sword Monster.

But this fleeting scene had already allowed the two of them to understand most of the situation.

After looking at each other, Firio had made a decision.

......

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On the front battlefield, the fearless Flare Team seemed to be in a frenzy, launching a suicidal counterattack against the attacking Carlos Alliance, and forcibly entangled the Storm Force and Doracena who came to support them in the front.

The crowded front battlefield was like a flesh-and-blood mill, cruelly wearing down every combatant on both sides.

"Emperor Nabo! The waves of water make way!"

"Coconut egg tree, supernatural power!"

On the flank of the battle line, the makeshift defense line was vulnerable to the devastating offensive. In the violent explosion, the Flare Team guarding an "intersection" was instantly destroyed and flew in all directions.

The only two remaining conscious wounded soldiers struggled to crawl away, but Firion and Nancy seemed not to see them. They jumped over the wreckage of the bunker and disappeared at the end of the corridor in an instant.

Behind them was the assault force led by Kaluna herself.

Facing the heavy rain of mechanical weapons, the champion personally guarded and attacked deep into the base regardless of the losses.

Following an extremely tricky and strange route, two forces, one in front and one behind, advanced at the same time, rushing left and right, heading towards a secret room hidden in a hidden part of the base.

There was anxiety in everyone's eyes. Amid the overwhelming attack, more and more people and Pokémon fell one after another.

However, at the intersection of a corridor that was already quite deep, Firion and Naz had to stop.

"boom--"

The deafening explosion forced the two to separate and hide behind the heavy steel door. Through the smoke, dozens or even hundreds of neatly dressed and high-spirited Flash Team members appeared within their perception range.

These should be the last elites and foundation of the Flash Team, but with a quick glance, it is found that half of them are cadres above the rank of squad leader.

The leaders were Akbi and Bala, the highest-ranking officers of the Flare Team, who had already changed into two new sets of combat uniforms and were full of fighting spirit.

"Damn you, little brat! I knew you could find this path with your weird ability. But, with me here, you can't take another step forward!"

Behind the solid fortifications, Akbi's eyes were blazing with fire. Ever since she learned that Damir and his team had all died in battle, and that the last companions who evacuated from the reserve that day had also all died, the accumulation of new and old grudges had made her hate Firion, the instigator, very much.

Now, when the enemies meet, they are extremely jealous of each other. As soon as the words fell, a tide of energy offensive shot out from a distance. In the continuous explosions, even though Firion and Nancy were very powerful, they were suppressed and could not even raise their heads.

"Monster Jaw, Double-Edged Head Hammer! Slimy Dragon, Dragon Wave! Firion! Nancy! You keep rushing forward, I'll take care of them!"

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Kalno and her assault troops finally arrived from the rear. Seeing this, the league champion sent out the Slimy Dragon and the Togathion without saying a word. They turned into attack arrows and went straight to the position of the Flare Team. He single-handedly stopped the desperate Akemi and Momihime.

“Boom boom boom boom boom…”

Amidst countless explosions and roars, the two evenly matched opponents fought each other in a fierce battle. In an instant, the tidy corridor became a mess, everyone was rolling in blood, and even the trainers engaged in brutal hand-to-hand combat.

"Emperor Nabo, Steel Wing! Sun Eevee, Telekinesis!"

Firion's sharp eyes swept across the battle group, and he immediately had an idea in his mind and gave an order.

"Enpe!"

"Buy!"

The steel wing slashed down from top to bottom, and the joint of the alloy door broke.

The glow of superpowers lifted the heavy door and blocked it in front of him, like a thick wall, blocking Nana who quickly flashed out from the other side of the corridor.

The two rushed forward side by side, with Alakazam and Meng Yao protecting them at their sides. They blocked countless attacks and were about to break out of the chaotic battle in the blink of an eye.

"Stop them! Activate the mechanism!"

Momiji, whose face was bruised just moments after the fight, shouted angrily to her subordinates behind her, but she herself was not paying attention and was swung by the powerful long tail of the Nian Meilong. She flew behind her and hit the wall, her face looking extremely painful.

"Don't worry, leave it to us! Lady Momi!" Yuto, who had been guarding the rear of the team with several subordinates since the start of the war, rolled his eyes, answered loudly, took two steps at a time, and rushed towards the trigger point of the mechanical weapon. Several shrunken Poké Balls appeared in his palm at the same time.

"Master Yuto, we...uh-"

The subordinate, who was a beat slow to react, hurried forward to catch up, but before he could finish his words, he stopped stiffly in place.

He lowered his head in pain, and a three-branched dark blue fin had already formed a palm knife and pierced through his chest.

"Shhh"

The palm knife was pulled out, and the blood gushing out like a spring quickly took away his sight and strength.

He struggled to open his eyes, and the last image left to him was his companions being wiped out in an instant.

"Traitor... traitor..."

It was not until the end that this loyal member of the Flash Team came to his senses, but it was too late.