This elf world is a bit strange

It was a wound caused by a small piece of gravel, only a few centimeters away from his eye, which made him feel scared.

Looking at his frightened subordinates surrounding him and the Dragon King Scorpion that had tried to defend itself but was still seriously injured by the explosion, he gnashed his teeth in hatred.

The unprecedented humiliation made it difficult for him to be rational. Feeling the residual superpower fluctuations around him and the traces of the flares in the distance that had not yet subsided, his voice was filled with rage and resentment:

"Now take care of the wounds, and then everyone set off. I'm going to kill that damn brat and all the people on this island, just like I did before, leaving no one alive! No, it's going to be even more cruel than that time! I won't let them die outright!"

Amid the leader's angry roar, the Plasma Team, who had just escaped a disaster and most of them had injuries of varying degrees, quickly divided into more than ten groups, nervously treated their wounds, and rushed towards the camp on the beach with anger and a bit of fear.

Leading several teams to the front are the two dark iron triangles who have a deep hatred for Firio and Caidou and are most familiar with the terrain of the island. They will be the pioneers of subsequent battles.

But this time, most of the Plasma Team following the two no longer had the domineering arrogance and confidence they had when they first arrived, but were more worried about the uncertain future.

They realized that the enemies in this new world were not as simple as they had imagined.

With mixed emotions, the front team followed closely behind the two dark masked men. Before they took a few steps, an ominous premonition came true.

"whoosh"

The moment the Exploding Monkey Mask stepped into the forest, his heavy combat boots just stepped on the soft soil, and the mechanism buried on the road was triggered. A crossbow arrow shot out from the dense branches and leaves of a big tree, cutting through the air.

The quick-reacting Explosive Monkey Mask dodged and made half a space, then broke out in a cold sweat as he watched the crossbow arrow flashing with dark purple venom passing in front of him.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a "dong" sound, and the crossbow arrow that had just passed through his position hit the forehead of an elite Plasma Team member behind him.

The arrow of the crossbow was deeply embedded in his head. His eyes suddenly lost their luster and he only had time to let out a short groan before he collapsed to the ground weakly, completely losing his breath.

The mission was not accomplished before it was attacked.

And this was just a minor scene in the chaotic march.

In the woods leading to the beach, Firio and Yin, who share the same taste in the field of stealing and escaping, hit it off immediately.

With the two people's years of accumulation, this not-too-long forest path almost became the road of death for Team Plasma.

Unlike Jin Laowu who was good at using the environment to fight on his own, these two clever people were inspired after just a brief discussion. Together with Cai Dou who had perfect execution ability, they buried the seeds as they walked, and they set up a tight net within a distance of only a few kilometers.

Poisoned crossbows and spider webs, animal traps that target the lower body, electric current transmitters hidden in the bushes, and a small hand cannon that is only a step away from self-destruction. Driven by the ghost assistants hired by the Nightmare Demon, the dark woods at dusk are full of murderous intent and difficult to guard against.

There weren't many of them, but they were enough to overwhelm Team Plasma and give them a little Kanto shock - even though neither of them were from Kanto.

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When the angry and desperate Plasma Team arrived at the beach camp, the dangers of all sizes along the way made their already low morale even more demoralized.

I thought I finally had the chance to have a head-on confrontation with the alliance's lackeys, but when the people walking in front took a closer look, a chill went straight up from the soles of their feet to their heads.

Because, appearing before them were not only the alliance elites led by Kona who were well-rested and ready to go, but also an existence that the Dark Triangle had not been informed of.

"You guys are just a bunch of losers in Hezhong. Do you think you dare to plot against my disciple? Look in the mirror and see who you think you are!"

The stern-looking blond old man stood at the front of the team without hesitation. Although he was exhausted, his sharpness could not be concealed. His murderous aura frightened even the dark triangle whose hands were stained with countless blood.

Eager to protect her disciple, Kikuko crossed most of the Kanto continent in just half a day and arrived at the battlefield at the most critical moment.

Kona, who had always been proud and arrogant, was willing to stand half a step behind her, secretly following her lead, coldly looking at the remnants of the defeated army that were walking out of the forest one after another.

Even Kui Qisi, who had been through many battles, couldn't help but feel a little afraid. He even wanted to back off the moment they made their first eye contact. He already lost in momentum before they even started fighting.

Noticing the low morale of his subordinates around him, he was about to take a few steps forward to utter some harsh words and give them some encouragement, but before he could open his mouth, he was blocked by the furious Kikuko.

"Watch carefully, Firion. Today I will show you what a real ghost army is! Such trash is nothing but a bunch of chickens and dogs!"

The pitch-black cane stabbed heavily into the sand, and at her command, countless ghost-type Pokémon rushed out from the shadows under Gengar.

She has no subordinates by her side, but she is more terrifying than thousands of soldiers.

The air was filled with ghostly spirits and psionic powers were rampant, and the temperature of the entire beach suddenly dropped to freezing point.

This is truly an army of one man.

When the Ghost Corps from the Road to Championship meets the old man who takes protecting his people to the extreme, a decisive battle that is completely different from what was expected, or a one-sided abuse of the Plasma Team, is inevitable.

"This……"

Firio, who was pressed in the center of the formation by Kikuko, was speechless with shock.

Looking at the endless army of ghost-type Pokémon, and then looking at the little dream monster who had its mouth wide open and was too shocked to speak like himself, Firion suddenly saw the real gap between himself and his master.

"Gudu..."

Beside him, Yin swallowed hard, patted Firion's shoulder, and said in a difficult tone:

"Filio... if you had told us earlier that there was such a powerful master coming to support us, why did we have to go through so much trouble just now?"

"The main thing is, I didn't know my master would come here so soon..." Firio grinned, his eyes trembling again and again with the sound of fighting in front of him, "Also, I didn't expect her to be so powerful..."

"Maggie..."

The little dream demon nodded vigorously, her long hair covering her eyes, as if she couldn't bear to see the miserable plight of the person in front of her.

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Sand and blood flew everywhere, and the furious old man showed off his power.

"boom--"

In the violent explosion, Kuiqisi's figure was like being hit by a sledgehammer. He flew straight backwards and fell into the mud in the forest.

Beside him, Team Plasma, which had already lost most of its fighting spirit, was being chased by strange and powerful ghost-type Pokémon coming out from all directions. It was at a loss and was in danger in a blink of an eye.

In a short while, the broad battle line quickly retreated from the beach back to the dangerous jungle, but the usually ferocious wild Pokémon, like mice seeing a cat, had already fled and disappeared without a trace.

“Cough…cough cough cough!”

Coughing violently, the dizzy Quiqisi struggled to get up. His dark cloak had almost turned into strips of cloth, and his elegant monocle had broken into countless small pieces scattered all over the ground.

His tall stature of more than two meters had become a burden in the battle. Facing the pincer attack of two of the Four Heavenly Kings of Kanto who were as powerful as him, and losing his general, Dragon King Scorpion, there was no longer any sign of the gentlemanliness and coolness he showed when facing Firion and Caidou on Quichis's face. Only embarrassment and anger remained.

"Weren't you very tough when you bullied my apprentice? Gengar, Shadow Ball! Doronbaruto, Wide Area Destruction! Kona, right!"

Holding a cane and walking quickly, Kikuko was furious and showed her great power. With a wave of her hand, several Poké Balls flew out, heading straight for the vital points, vowing to kill Kuiqisi on the spot.

Even Kona did not dare to disobey the old man at this moment. Without saying a word, he sent his own Thorny Shell to attack from the flank. In a two-on-one fight, his attack was a life-or-death move.

"Fuck you... you old bastard! Don't go too far!"

After dodging the bone stick of Galagala with difficulty and ducking to pass under the freezing beam of the Thorny Shell, the miserable Kuiqisi gnashed his teeth in hatred, feeling an indescribable sourness and bitterness in his heart.

If he had really hurt Firion in the cave before, perhaps he would not have felt so aggrieved at this moment. At most, he would have accepted the fact that "if you beat the young, the old will come" and tried to find a way to escape.

But in front of Philio, he, who relied on his overwhelming strength to crush others, was unable to gain any advantage. Instead, in a series of interlocking calculations, he first lost one of his most capable subordinates, then the main Dragon King Scorpion, and nearly half of his subordinates were wiped out in one breath. He had no way to suffer.

The blood and energy attacked his heart, causing his face to once again turn a sickly dark red, and his roars became sharper and more hoarse.

"Oh, you're going too far? You can only bully my good-tempered apprentice who doesn't live up to expectations!" With a sneer, Kikuko stabbed her cane heavily into the ground, "I'll show you what it means to go too far! In your next life, remember to keep your eyes open!"

While he was talking, more ghost-type Pokémon attacked from all directions. Even Gengar, who was protecting Kikuko, leaped in front of Quirk, and with three punches and two kicks, he was beaten so badly that he had no time to say a word.

After beating Quixotes so hard that he fled in panic, Kikuko still felt unsatisfied. She turned around suddenly and saw Firio and Ayin still in a daze in the distance. She glared at them and shouted angrily:

"You little brat! What are you waiting for? Do you really want to see your master get hurt by this clown at his old age? Come and help!"

"Alas……!"

Firio was so frightened that he trembled all over. He looked around as if he had just woken up from a dream. He found that he and Yin were the only ones left in the huge camp.

Even Vivian and the others had already rushed to the front, and Jin Laowu was even at the forefront holding his billiard cue, fighting one against two, and fighting Vio and Asula fiercely.

"…Based on the current situation, if he can hurt you, I will write my name backwards."

Seeing that Quichis had lost his way and didn't know where to run, Firio's mouth twitched slightly. He muttered to himself, but he kept his body very still. He didn't dare to delay at all. He pulled Yin over and jumped up, climbed onto the back of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, and rushed forward with murderous intent.

"Master! I'm here to help you! Dragonite, Dragon Dive!"

The giant dragon with blazing rage was like a huge rock falling into a calm lake, causing countless waves in the enemy's formation that was struggling to hold on, leaving no room for the opponent with numerical advantage to adjust.

The battle of beating a downed dog is always exciting - especially when there is an extremely protective master by your side, giving you an incomparable sense of security.

In an instant, it was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, with a burst of blood and wind, which frightened the surrounding Plasma Team terrified, but they did not entangle. Instead, they changed direction and pointed their spearhead directly at the Dark Iron Triangle that was becoming increasingly stretched under the siege of Caidou and others.

Having lost a corner, they have now become a weak link on the battlefield.

And the breakthrough point is always the weakest point.

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"Dragon Messenger, I still admire your confident look just now. Flutter your wings, and let the magic shine!"

The pink light was like a heavy artillery piece firing, exploding all over the island. The violent flapping of wings was like a god from ancient times, beating Dragonite back step by step.

Although the situation on the battlefield was not advantageous, and was even slightly passive because of the suppression of Vladali, and the casualties on both sides were tragic, the man in black did not care.

The attack was neither fast nor slow, just like a cat playing with a mouse, while also not forgetting to tease in a gentle tone.

Just like the existence of other people, they are insignificant pawns and numbers.

"Tsk...! Dragonite! Storm!"

A'Du's body was soaked in sweat, and anger flashed in his eyes. However, he also knew the other party's intention of provoking him, and was secretly frightened.

Apart from the invincible figure on Silver Mountain, he had never seen such a powerful and calm opponent. Even the one he had sparred with in Changpan City not long ago was inferior to him.

Not only is it the ridiculously strong Paradox Pokémon, but also the man in black who is its trainer.

Invisible superpowers are locked onto oneself, and even directly act on one's spiritual world.

Every move he made seemed to be carrying a heavy burden, making it increasingly difficult for him to bear. He could only grit his teeth together with Dragonite, relying on the healing power of Evergreen and the tacit understanding to hold on, waiting for a turnaround in other battlefields, or for the reinforcements that would arrive at an unknown time.

He had always believed that he could defeat all criminals, but when he saw his subordinates and international police colleagues struggling because of his decision, he secretly regretted for the first time his decision to give up large-scale troop mobilization in order to maintain absolute confidentiality.

But there is no medicine for regret in this world, and he has no choice at this moment.

"So boring... That's why I've never liked people like you who claim to be partners of justice but overestimate their own abilities and always like to preach to others."

A'du's reaction made the man in black feel a little disappointed. He pulled off his voice changer, revealing his original voice that sounded very young.

Even if we use the maximum estimate, he would not be older than A'du himself, and would definitely not be more than thirty years old.

A purple-black special Poké Ball was taken out from a completely sealed iron box and held firmly in his palm.

As the super powers uncontrollably seeped out of the Poké Ball, a huge sense of crisis enveloped Adu's heart.

"That's right, this expression is pretty good. Well, the game time is over now."

Satisfied with Adu's shock, the man in black's voice was filled with a hint of cold smile, and he casually threw the Poké Ball into the air.

"It's been a while since I let you move freely, right? This time, you can let go, my old friend, Mewtwo."

"Roar!--"

The tide of superpowers surged wildly over the island, almost dyeing the sky and earth a blue that was clearer than the sea water under the sun.

"Varied……!"

With his arms in front of his eyes, A'du opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw the familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

It was similar to the powerful enemy that he had fought briefly on Sufang Island, but different. There were hundreds of scars of varying sizes all over its body, which made the Pokémon in front of him look even more ferocious.

The iconic super-powered spoon is also gone, replaced by a pair of tailor-made armored gloves.

But there is no doubt that the one who appeared in front of Adu was none other than Mewtwo, the man-made legend whose genes were derived from the oldest mythical Pokémon, Mew, and which achieved a leap forward with the power of human technology and caught up with the level of gods.

"Come on! The stage curtain has been opened. Yulongdu, you and these stupid lackeys, please use your own lives to announce our arrival! Mewtwo, mind break!"

Bowing gracefully, the man in black's eyes flashed a hint of madness through the dark mask.

Flutterfat, who had just been bombarding Dragonite, remained silent, instantly retreated to the side of the man in black, turned into a red light and returned to his Poké Ball. He had no desire to fight and no intention of taking action on his own.

But this had little impact on the battle situation.

The space was surging, and the super-powered thoughts became real. With a wave of Mewtwo's hand, they rushed towards the wounded Adu and Dragonite with unstoppable force.

In the face of power comparable to that of gods, even a powerful legendary Pokémon like Flutterfair would be somewhat weaker.

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Unova area, Reversal Mountain.

Just as the man in black launched his attack, Mewtwo, who was strolling in the mountains, suddenly stopped.

"!!!"