This elf world is a bit strange

"Finally found you rats. Is this your last words? Or do you think your accomplices can come to rescue you?" After drinking the last bit of wine in the glass, Genji gently put the glass down, stood up with a frown, and held the Poké Ball in his palm. "It doesn't matter. Daphne and the others will find something useful from your head. Double Axe War Dragon!"

"Who knows? Come and try. I leave it to you, Commander Slash!"

White light flashed, and a war was about to break out in the narrow and messy bar.

Between the soaring dragon and the striding tiger, attack and defense are intertwined.

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Dozens of kilometers north of the island black market, in an uninhabited sea area, two undamaged giant ships were sailing away at high speed towards the east.

The strong wind blowing across the sea made the anxiety even more intense.

In the command room, the restless officers of the Flare Team gathered behind a masked man, their hearts filled with fear.

There has been no response from the spies left in the black market, and contact with Joke on the flagship has also been lost.

Facts have proved that the mysterious man who used his strength to overwhelm everyone and forced the ship to change course is the one with foresight who can predict the future.

Several cadres who were only team leaders at most looked at each other. Intimidated by the other party's momentum, no one dared to step forward, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Finally, amid the shoving and pushing of the crowd, the most eloquent young man was pushed out of the crowd, stood in front of the mysterious man, and spoke tentatively:

"...Sir, are we still going to Alola? This course seems..."

"Just do as I say. Don't ask so many questions." Before he could finish his words, the mysterious man interrupted him coldly, shaking his head in disappointment, "Alola... That old fox is probably in danger. If you want to die, you can go and try it yourself. Anyway, your value is just this much. If that woman hadn't made a deal with us before she died, we wouldn't have come here."

Her voice also did not fluctuate much, but one could hear some emotion in it, like a woman in her thirties.

"Ah... yes, I'll do whatever you say."

The awe-inspiring aura made the Flame Team cadres, who had already lost their backbone, dare not say anything more. Most of them respectfully left the command room and returned to their posts, leaving only a few squad leaders standing by.

The awkward silence fell again, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

"almost……"

Out of nowhere, the mysterious hooded man suddenly looked out the window, put his right hand on the watch on his left hand, and whispered.

"Swish"

A deep blue light lit up, and in the blink of an eye, a dishevelled figure appeared beside this person.

Also coming along was a crystal that was annihilated into powder.

"It looks like the effect of covering and containing is good, but the cost is a bit high." She released her hand from the watch, her tone still calm, but with a hint of concern, "That guy has a bad temper, and only the boss can barely persuade him. In addition, the storage material is extremely expensive. Such a useful ultra-long-distance instant teleportation will be used less and less."

"click"

Taking off his voice changer, the short hooded man let out a long sigh and said unhappily: "It's better than throwing your life away... The Dragon King of Hoenn is indeed a ruthless character. If you hadn't made a wrong judgment, why would I take this risk?"

It was also a clear female voice, but it sounded younger.

"We underestimated that woman. The International Police is not a rotten decoration like the Alliance. We let you put yourself in danger." The older hooded man nodded apologetically, but his eyes hidden under the hood suddenly condensed, and his tone became serious, "No, your hair."

“Hair?” He subconsciously reached out and touched it. The little guy, who had just felt relieved, trembled all over. “Oh no! When…?!”

The hood shook, revealing a hint of emerald green and the hidden true face.

"Ba..."

The young cadre standing in the front blurted out in great shock.

"shut up."

Knowing that he was exposed, the mysterious man simply took off his hood, revealing a face that would surely shock Firion and Nancy.

He might be slightly older than the top executive of Team Flare who had been executed, but there was no doubt that he was the same person, except that a clump of his hair had been chopped off at some point.

"She is she, and I am me. We are not the same kind of people, and I am not your 'adult'. Always remember this." "Bala", who was still angry, waved her hand, and the captains of the Flare Team who were still immersed in shock immediately fell silent. The resurrection of the dead always makes people feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

"Okay, don't bother with them. They won't understand even if you tell them. What you should worry about now is your hair. You've been exposed."

Another hooded man held "Bala"'s shoulders and spoke in a serious tone, instantly stunning his companion and causing her face to freeze.

But soon, the hooded man's words made her feel relieved.

"But it doesn't matter. It's only a matter of time. The boss will find a way. Go and take a rest now. We still have to sail for a long time. You've worked hard. Fighting a strong man like Genji is too much for you. It's not easy to escape unscathed. You too, please stay alert at all times."

The peaceful tone seemed to have some kind of magic that made people feel a little calmer.

As soon as he finished speaking, the hooded man took the lead and walked towards the door of the command room.

But they didn't realize that right in front of the ship's route, high in the sky, a silver-gray metal behemoth was falling from the sky.

By the time the observation post discovered it, the enemy had already penetrated the air defense system in a flash, and had arrived in front of the bridge, facing the people in the house from a distance.

"My friends who have come from afar, isn't it a bit rude to leave without saying goodbye? I have been looking for you for a long time."

The light blue hair that was not messy at all even in the howling wind, the slim black dress, and the meticulous and impeccable etiquette, standing on the back of the Shining Metagross, was none other than the nobleman of Hoenn, who had met Firion more than once, the perfect champion, Daigo.

With the help of super powers, the gentle tone quietly passed through the barrier of tempered glass and reached the ears of every member of the Flash Team and the two hooded men who were facing a formidable enemy.

Then, there was a crisp sound, and the sturdy glass that was strong enough to withstand the full-strength attack of the quasi-king Pokémon without breaking turned into countless fragments and shot towards the panicked crowd.

The guy who thought he had escaped from danger encountered his strongest opponent.

Amid the hurried retreat, a gigantic shield-sword monster quickly rushed out, surging with spiritual energy, and stood in front of the two men.

The hooded man, who had always covered himself tightly, had his hood slightly lifted by the strong wind, revealing a deep purple color.

"This is..." The sudden change surprised Daigo a little, but he quickly regained his composure. "You haven't explained your origins clearly, so it's not easy for you to leave. Please stay as a guest."

Colorful lights shone, and the legendary power that made people despair spread violently.

The flying Poké Balls were like dancing Pokémons, and as white light bloomed, the powerful champion single-handedly launched a siege on the entire ship of enemies.

The glow of the superpower completely blocked the entire space, and directly cut in half a Flash Team cadre who wanted to evacuate by teleportation in extreme fear with a crack in the space.

The vast ocean has become a dead end.

The carefully planned killing game that pushed the tolerance to the limit has reached its climax.

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"Paofeilong, please be careful. We still need to capture some prisoners."

"Emperor Nabo, split the tiles, and support the big mouth baby."

"Solve Eevee, pull back a bit, you and Heartscale are going too far forward."

On the huge ship that was gradually capsizing due to the influx of seawater, Firio walked on the purgatory-like deck, reminding his companions from time to time who were killing everyone as if they were in an empty space after losing their balance of power.

In just a short moment, except for a few small fish and shrimps who took advantage of the chaos to jump into the sea and escape into the distance, the rest of the Flare Team either knelt on the ground to surrender, or fell into a state of severe paralysis under the attack of lightning and powder. The few who were stubborn were crushed into pieces like a praying mantis blocking a car under the attack that was like a hot knife cutting through butter.

Soon, the only person in sight was the mad-looking Joke.

At this moment, he is more similar to the nickname "Sea Devil".

The exquisite tailor-made suit was almost torn into strips of cloth, his well-trimmed hair was soaked with sweat, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his cheeks, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was covered in blood.

Between life and death, he was determined to put all his life's learning into use and faced the strongest and final battle of his life.

But it doesn't make any sense.

Joan, Corney, and Novak, who came to support him after defeating Eustace swiftly, are all as strong as him. Even if they have to be cautious in order to capture the prisoners alive, he is still overwhelmed.

No matter whether it was the Pokémon such as Brickell that were displayed in the open, or the killer Pokémon such as Squidward and Mimikyuu that were hidden in the dark and belonged to the identity of "Sea Devil", they were no different in front of the killing dance of Vulcano and the wave attack of Mega Lucario.

"I don't accept it! You are the running dogs of the alliance! Why?!"

Seeing the Pokémon that had been with him for many years falling one after another and his subordinates fleeing in all directions, the madness in Joke's eyes became more and more intense. His bloodshot eyes were like a trapped beast at the end of its rope, and he let out a desperate roar from his mouth.

"Don't say things like that that make us look like villains, uncle."

The plain words suddenly sounded behind him.

At some point, Firio appeared behind the concentrating Joke.

"Varied……?!"

The huge sense of crisis coming from deep within his genes made Qiu Ke scream in horror. His right hand quickly reached out to the only intact part of his chest, a bulge that was exposed due to torn clothes.

However, the incoming electric current was three points faster than his instant reaction.

"Fuck-"

The trembling fingers are only inches away from their goal, yet they seem so far away.

The man who had brought despair to countless people collapsed to the ground with the greatest despair.

A nimble hand passed in front of him just before he fell to the ground, and the next second, the detonator button fell into the enemy's hands.

"What era is this? You're still playing with self-destruction. Don't you think you're old-fashioned? I really hope you can have some basic understanding of superpowers. Your plans and layouts are nothing in my eyes. They are meaningless."

Firio casually broke the signal transmission device, curled his lips, stepped on Joke who was already unable to move, and spoke in a frivolous tone, stimulating the other party's spirit.

As he spoke, the blood-stained shoes pressed hard on Qiu Ke's waist, adding a new touch of color to his already miserable appearance.

“Ugh… wu…!”

Unable to bear the humiliation, Joke struggled hard but could only squirm in vain.

Suddenly, he thought of the scene from several months ago.

At that time, he also humiliated the leader of the Gale Pirates, Lunn, who was always causing trouble but could not do anything. He never thought that after just a few months, he would become the person who was unable to resist.

The burning rage was like a raging flame that quickly destroyed his sanity. A line of blood and tears slid from the corners of his eyes. His terrifying eyes, which were ready to devour anyone, were fixed on Firion, but his words were like a drop in the ocean.

To be exact, not only did he not see a trace of fear or dread, but he witnessed a nightmarish smile.

This was also the last scene in his eyes.

Because a voice has sounded in my ears:

"Right now, mental shock."

"boom--"

There was a sharp pain as the two super powers combined into one exploded in his mind, completely destroying his defenses at the moment when his spirit was at its strongest and most vulnerable.

The blood-red eyes returned to black and white, and a trace of crystal tears flowed from the corners of the cold mouth. Jack, who had been struggling and squirming just now, lay quietly on the deck as if dead.

"Okay, Joan, his spiritual world will no longer be guarded. The chairman will know how to use the information in his head. I will not participate."

Firio's smile faded as he calmly dusted off his hands and threw the failed detonator to the ground.

He took Korni's hand, walked past the Flare Team prisoners who had buried their heads like ostriches in fear, and walked towards the spaceship first after completing his last task.

Beneath the calm face was a deep disgust, disgust for dirty souls.

Just as he despised the pirates of that day, he also sneered at the old man in front of him.

The cold and distant attitude was like an invisible barrier, separating him from the Flare Team, which had lost all its will to fight.

"..."

Feeling Firio's mood, Korni sighed quietly, held his hand tightly, and used her body temperature to melt the coldness.

"Ah...Oh! Carry him away! Clean up the battlefield quickly and take all the prisoners to the spaceship for custody!"

It was not until Firio's back disappeared from his sight that Joan reacted belatedly. He called on his subordinates and quickly moved on the ship that could capsize at any time.

Soon, due to the combined effect of several large gaps on the waterline, the giant ship that was sailing on the ocean was left with only a raised bow, and it slowly sank into the sea as if with full of unwillingness.

The afterglow of the finale belonging to Team Flash has finally come to an end.

But a period does not mean the end of the story.

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In a messy black market bar, Genji stood in front of a deep pit with a frown on his face, holding in his hand a strand of hair that the double-axe war dragon had cut off in a flash.

The fluctuations of super powers were still spreading, and X-bat stopped behind him with an innocent look on his face.

At the last moment, just a hair's breadth away, this blow could land firmly on the neck of that cunning fellow.

Unfortunately, no if.

"Master, it's time for us to go. Miss Daphne means that regardless of the success or failure of the mission, we must wipe out this black market."

After killing several blind desperadoes in a short time, Yoshimitsu walked to Genji and reminded his master and the captain in a low voice.

"Hair is enough. Besides, don't we have Daigo? Maybe we won't even need this lock of hair."

"Yeah... it's a pity. This kind of teleportation is very weird." Genji nodded and shook his head, unbuttoned his shirt that made him uncomfortable to wear, revealing his bare chest that was still muscular despite his age. He strode towards the exit of the bar, where only half of the door was still hanging on the door frame. "Let's go and get rid of these scums that pollute the ocean."