This elf world is a bit strange

A large-scale house-to-house search began without warning.

"Huh... Damn it, one crisis after another."

Exhaling heavily, looking at the powerful military force under his control and Sidoran who was protecting him, Qi Xin's nervous heart relaxed a little, and he walked heavily towards the palace that should have belonged to Damos but was now occupied by him.

He was so preoccupied that he didn't notice that the movement of the bronze bell seemed to become a little slow.

However, its expression is roughly the same when there are no orders given to it on weekdays.

"click"

As he turned around, a few beads of sweat the size of beans slid down due to inertia, shattered on the ground, and splashed small water.

The peaceful city on the hilltop was in chaos. The citizens, who were already dissatisfied with Chisin's rule for several months, dared not speak out but silently accumulated anger.

Everything seemed like the brewing before a storm.

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Modern ruins of Mytina, ruins of the Temple of Arceus.

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of years have passed, and the ancient city-state of Midina has long become history. The ancestors who lived on the Midina Peak also went to various parts of this land with the bloody history of pioneering, and reproduced together with countless people living in various places, creating today's Sinnoh region.

What remains here is only the land that was once blessed by the gods and the guardians who have guarded the temple from generation to generation.

In the ruins of the weathered temple, Sina, a new generation of guardian, is praying silently to the broken statue of Arceus, using the super-power inherited from her bloodline to call upon the god who has been unable to be contacted again for countless generations.

"..."

As always, there was no response, only silence in the darkness.

If there is anything else, it is only the Sword of Damocles that hangs over the head of every guardian from generation to generation, and Arceus' [Moment of Judgment].

That was the curse that Arceus made on the ancestors of Midna who betrayed him before he fell into a deep sleep after a fierce battle. Or, in other words, it was the [premonition of judgment] from the Creator.

Even though Arceus has doubts, it will not give up its oracle.

It will happen as expected unless there is a real change in perception that is sufficient to change it.

Xina, who had gained nothing again, was worried. Her super-power had already sensed the approach of the dangerous moment, but she had no way to do anything.

With the help of her only companion, Kebin, who did not have the power of super-conquering but volunteered to become a guardian, Sina slowly stood up, walked out of the ruins with heavy steps, and looked at the desolate land that had never changed.

But this time, she suddenly discovered that the barren mountains and grasslands had a touch of green that was more dazzling than usual.

Thousands of observations meant that there would be no room for error in her eyes, and she was very sure that this was a scene that had never appeared before.

"What... happened?"

As she murmured, she recalled the words her ancestors had left behind, and a strange look flashed in her eyes.

"boom--"

Just as she was realizing it, a violent collision caused an explosion on the ground in front of her.

In the smoke, two huge figures emerged from the void and confronted each other with swords drawn.

The God of Time, Dialga.

God of Space, Palkia.

After the battle in Baiyang Town, there was only a brief lull of a few days. As their respective time and space impacted and annihilated each other in the distortion and collision, the two gods of time and space, who were already full of contradictions, broke out into battle again.

This time, although not as complete as the Tower of Time and Space, in the evenly matched fight, they gradually showed some true fire.

"Xina, let's go, it's too dangerous!" Kebin's face was full of anxiety. He pulled Xina and was about to turn around and escape.

But Xina did not move at all, instead her whole body glowed with the power of super-overcoming.

With a wave of his hand, Kebin retreated continuously and stopped only after he had retreated dozens of meters away.

"I am a servant of Arceus, and I cannot abandon its temple."

The calm words without any emotional fluctuations reached Cobin's ears. Hina walked forward slowly. As a powerful special ability user with super power, she recognized the two legendary Pokémon at a glance, and at the same time she also sensed the anger in the hearts of the two gods.

"Overcome the laws of time and space."

With his hands clasped in front of his chest, a blue glow surged out, shooting towards the twin dragons of time and space engaged in fierce combat, pulling their consciousness into a void of space with a power beyond the rules.

The tiny human figure is no different from the powerful gods in the spiritual world.

Sina stood quietly between the two gods with her hands raised, the fluctuations in her heart were like the silent spring rain, sprinkling on the hearts of Dialga and Palkia.

The anger was subsiding, and the light of reason appeared in their eyes again.

The long river of time is flowing all the time, sometimes fluctuating with the deviations of history, and sometimes returning to its original appearance.

This is a mysterious rule that no one can fully understand.

Chapter 321 God's Power and Human Alienation

The day was spent in a state of unrest and the whole of Mitina was in turmoil.

In the evening, in the deserted palace, Qi Xin sat alone on the throne that originally belonged to Damos, with his chin supported by one hand.

He felt uneasy all day long, as if there was a dishonest dark shadow flipping in his mind.

The subordinates who came to report also brought only bad news.

All the soldiers were mobilized and turned Mitina upside down, causing great resentment among the citizens, but they did not find any trace of Firio and his men.

Not only did a fight not take place, there wasn't even a face-to-face encounter. The three powerful people who escaped with one blow were so mysterious that they seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth, which exacerbated his panic and anxiety.

He began to doubt whether this was really the oracle of Arceus and its messenger, and whether everything he did was really seen by it, like a mosquito rolling in vain on a spider web.

Nancy and Meng Yao were just trying out their skills, and they had been bullying each other for several months. He, who had never been invincible, felt tremendous pressure.

Even his most powerful weapons, the Sildran and the bronze bell, which he was proud of, seemed to no longer be able to give him a rock-solid sense of security.

He is good at controlling people's minds with his supernatural "magic". He is very proud of his tricks, but the flip side of his pride is inferiority.

When he encountered even more powerful superpowers, especially those that no longer required the help of magical beasts but instead overflowed from the human body, the unimaginable development made the uncontrollable fear spread wildly in his heart.

"You all stand down!"

Feeling restless, he suddenly stood up, ordered all his subordinates to leave, picked up the scepter that he never left behind, walked out of the palace, and walked briskly towards the prison.

He was going to find Damos who was already under his control.

Unlike his strategy of "controlling monsters" that he has been using for several months since coming to power through a coup, Damos, who has always been committed to being kind to Pokémon, and his powerful Pokémon partner who still lives in the palace, have greater strength and cohesion.

He must achieve indirect control over these "partners" of his by completely controlling Damos, thereby gaining the power to control the situation and provide support for his plan to defeat or even kill Arceus.

He had originally intended to proceed step by step, but now, he couldn't wait any longer.

The huge sense of oppression and crisis made him, who had already been bewitched by the power of the source of life and fell into paranoia and neurosis, completely lose his patience.

He did not lose his mind. Arceus, who could give out such a precious treasure as the Source of Life, was undoubtedly an invincible existence. Only by sneak attack and calculation, or even by mobilizing the power of the Source of Life, would he have a chance.

To do this, he must clear up the trouble.

The master-servant relationship with Damos, the comradeship of fighting side by side to build Mitina for many years, all the positive emotions completely disappeared with the outbreak of suspicion and the dark side of human nature.

Qi Xin's figure was stretched out under the light, making the dark dungeon even more eerie.

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All the guards were taken out of the prison by several loyal soldiers, and the remaining prisoners were transferred to other cells. Only the quietly burning torches made slight "crackling" sounds from time to time.

In the dirty and messy cell, Qi Xin once again saw Damos who had been imprisoned for a long time.

A long time had passed since their last meeting.

There was not much time left before the total solar eclipse, and a heated argument suddenly broke out, echoing in the already empty prison.

Such quarrels and debates have happened countless times, but before it happened in the palace, and now it happens in prison.

Chisin's views have never changed.

From the first day he saw the source of life, he firmly believed that this treasure from God could bless this gradually reviving city-state and even change the entire Midina and create a prosperous country.

Everything he did was to ensure that this ideal would not perish with the departure of the source of life.

Having experienced the desolation firsthand, he had the deepest fear of that difficult time, which even overcame his fear of God.

No matter what the cost, he wanted to keep the source of life in Mitina and keep it by his side.

Only Damos knew that the effect of the Source of Life had been achieved long ago and it fell into silence.

What allowed Mitina to grow up in the ruins and brought real hope to the country was the day and night struggle of countless people, not the power that Chisin mentioned.

Not to mention the enslavement of his people and monsters after he came to power.

Looking at his old subordinates who were very different from the past, Damos' eyes were filled with not only anger, but also deep compassion and regret.

Looking at Qi Xin who had fallen into madness, he seemed to be able to see the once enthusiastic partner in a trance.

At some point, they took two different paths.

"You...are you pitying me?"

Damos' silent sigh angered Chisin. He was already sensitive to the point of being neurotic, and it was as if a string in his mind suddenly broke.

A surge of rage rose up in his eyes, causing them to turn a violent red.

"Do you think I'm a clown?! Damos, it's not me who betrayed, but you, the king who let everyone down!"

The scepter came down heavily, stopping less than an inch in front of Damos' forehead.

"...Qixin, you can no longer see the way forward. Fear and ambition have clouded your mind."

A strong wind blew across his face, but Damos didn't move at all, and even his eyes didn't shift at all. He looked straight at Qi Xin, and one could even see the subtle wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

"You... are like this again, putting on a compassionate attitude and pointing fingers! I tell you, Damos, you, a traitor, have no right to lecture me! I am the true guardian of Mitina and the founder of this prosperous land!"

Chisin clenched his teeth tightly after being hit in the sore spot, and changed the vertical chop with the scepter into a horizontal sweep, knocking the defenseless Damos to the ground.

In his rage, he no longer concealed anything and roared:

"There will be no more Arceus! Lightning, water, land, fire, all forces will be turned into weapons against Arceus! And this is far from enough. I will use silver water to bury it completely under the temple as the cornerstone of Midina's eternal prosperity."

"you……"

Struggling to stand up, Damos' lips moved slightly.

"You don't need to say anything more. From now on, you just need to watch and watch your god being destroyed by me."

The restless emotions and pressure accumulated over the days were vented in the roar. Qi Xin's expression became indifferent. He waved his hand, and the bronze bell behind him emitted fluctuations of super powers.

"Swish"

A blue light enveloped Damos, causing his eyes to become dull in an instant and sealing his unfinished words in his mouth.

"Damos, you are the truly stubborn guy. In that case, join your so-called "Warcraft partners" and become my puppets completely, and then go witness the prosperous future of Midina!"

He glared fiercely at Damos, who had lost his spirit. Not knowing whether he was speaking to himself or to Damos, Qi Xin turned around with a cold face and walked away.

Behind him, Damos, with clumsy movements, walked out of the cell stiffly like a puppet.

Not long after, when Damos was escorted back to the prison by the guards, the Pokémon that had lived with him in the dungeon were scattered throughout the palace, turning it into a heavily guarded and solid fortress.

Hundreds of guards patrolled everywhere, their sturdy armor making their footsteps sound heavy like steel, stepping on Qi Xin's sensitive and suspicious heart.

Only with such "accompaniment" did the suspicious and sensitive him feel a little relieved and fall asleep with difficulty.

Even in his dreams, scenes from the past, events that happened today, and the future that frightened him still lingered around him, disturbing him.

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The moon was high in the sky, and the prison stood quietly in a corner of the mountain city of Mitina in the night. Apart from the guards who were talking, there was no one else.

Damos sat motionless in the cell, even his breathing was intermittent, as if he had become a puppet of flesh and blood.

It was not until a breeze blew by and a blue light came on, knocking down all the guards outside the door, that his eyes regained their former calm and wisdom, but with a deep and insoluble sorrow.

"You are finally here. Now can you tell me who you are? Also, these guards won't die, right?"

Damos, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, gently rubbed his stiff neck. Without standing up, he turned his head to look at a corner of the cell.

There, Firion, with a nightmare on his head, was looking at him leisurely.

"Of course, we just let them sleep for one night. But if there are any blind people, I can't say for sure. I can't guarantee it for you."