This elf world is a bit strange

The two champions who were well prepared took to the air and greeted the gods who came from afar, replacing Pakira and Shimi who had hurried over.

"Roar!--"

In response to the earnest request, Xerneas and Yveltal opened their minds without reservation, accepted the command of Daigo and Sirona, and blocked the two gods coming from another world.

Although they are slightly inferior in strength, but in their home court, under the exquisite command, they will not fall into a disadvantage at least for a moment.

The strongest Giratina was naturally stopped by the undisputed Zygarde.

The pitch-black dragon and the dark blue giant met head-on, and from the very first second they started fighting with fists and the result was a close call.

"It looks like it's our turn next." Chihong pressed down the brim of his hat out of habit, and smiled at Qinglv beside him, "Let's finish the unfinished battle against Zhanshan today, Qinglv?"

"Of course, I didn't come here just to be a spectator!" Qinglv stepped on the ground and slowly took his hands out of his pockets, smiling, "Besides, there is only one strongest fire-breathing dragon in the world, and that is my partner!"

As they spoke, the two people who had known each other for many years joined forces to attack. The power of fire and grass intertwined in the air. With amazing tacit understanding, they faced the primitive return of the Hoenn twin gods.

"whispering sound……"

The man in black was stunned for a moment, and his expression became a little more ferocious.

"Only a mean guy like you would have to face the prospect of fighting alone. You are no match for us if you only know how to use force to overwhelm others."

Staring at the furious man in black, Firio spoke each word with certainty.

"Naive and stupid...!"

The man in black trembled slightly unconsciously, it was his instinct when his anger was hit, but soon he returned to his confident look.

Little Hoopa has been controlled by him and has become a part of the liberation of Hoopa, completely becoming his minion.

The several legendary Pokémon that could have been summoned by it and had the potential to turn the tide have now completely become a bubble.

And now, in addition to the Sinnoh and Hoenn gods who have been stopped, he also has the strongest trump card, Kyurem.

Feeling the strongest dragon emitting cold air behind him, he said sarcastically: "You can only do this much. Do you think that you can stop us with just one Mewtwo?"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the Lord of All, who had merged with the Real Dragon, launched a fierce attack on the Desert City below like a puppet.

The extremely cold air was about to engulf the entire city, which had not yet been evacuated, in the blink of an eye.

The buildings were transformed into lifelike ice sculptures, but without a trace of life.

He desperately searched for fear, anger, or any negative emotion in Philio's eyes, but found nothing.

A bad premonition arose in my heart.

Just when the cold air was about to engulf the entire city, a deep black hole appeared before the ice flame.

The crack in space swallowed up all the cold beams of light.

Following closely behind were Darkrai and Giratina who traveled through space.

"Roar!--"

The master of the inverted world let out a shocking roar. With just a glance at the battlefield, he saw the whole picture of the situation.

The angry mood stimulated its infinite power. Without the slightest hesitation, the dark shadow flashed by, rushed into the battlefield, and fought with the Flame White Kyurem.

[Luckily I made it in time. I didn't expect it to be such a big commotion this time. If you had informed me earlier, I wouldn't have to rush so fast.]

Darkrai flashed and came to Firion and Mewtwo. He was not nervous at all and even looked at Mewtwo in a teasing manner.

An unprecedented confidence surges through it.

Not long ago, with the help of Mewtwo's guidance, it finally broke through the last barrier that had stood in its way for thousands of years.

The limitations of race cannot stop it from reaching the legendary level on par with gods.

"Luckily it's not too late. We'll have to fight together again this time, but... it shouldn't be as dangerous as last time, right?"

Firion turned his head away, relieved.

"……Ah"

Darkrai smiled softly and raised his hand without commenting.

[Maybe, but I'll take care of that big guy.]

"Shh-"

The cracks in space collided rapidly, covering a large area.

A dark red battlefield pulled the remaining two parties into it.

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"Ms. Karuna, are you okay? Come with me, I'll take you to a safe place!"

On the ground, Korne, who had jumped off Zygarde, got to Kalno who was leaning against the wall before Nancy, and helped her up and put her on top of herself.

"No... no need..." Karunai braced herself, took a deep breath, leaned back, supported herself on the wall, and stabilized her body, "Now there are heavier... more important things!"

The tearing pain made her unable to speak clearly, but she still struggled to raise her hand, placed it on Gardevoir's body, and shot a weak super power into the air.

This is a space beacon.

"Shh-"

In an instant, a Alakazam with a physique several points taller than Nancy's partner appeared out of thin air, and beside him was a young man with a frown and a struggling expression.

“Hoo!”

He just nodded slightly to the few people, put down the unconscious Balza, left without looking back, and returned to Qinglu's side.

"This is……?"

Nancy was confused, but still put her hand on his forehead and used her pure superpowers to awaken Balzac who was corroded by evil thoughts.

"He is Firio... the man Firio just asked us to rescue..." With her strength completely exhausted, Kaluna collapsed again. She was supported by the quick-witted Korni, who said weakly, "He may know about the Pot of Punishment... and Hoopa."

"Ugh...! Where... am I?"

As he was speaking, the evil thoughts in Balza's mind were cleared away, and he slowly woke up. He looked around in confusion and suddenly remembered what had happened before.

"Oh no! Is it... Hoopa?!"

He raised his head suddenly, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, and Balza's eyes were full of despair.

"There's no time for you to sigh here." Grabbing Balza's collar, Nancy pulled him up from the ground, pointed at the gods fighting in the sky, and said coldly, "Tell us everything you know. How can we seal Hoopa? And these ones it summoned."

"I...ah! I remember now!" Covering his head which was still in a mess due to the severe pain, Balza thought hard and said loudly, "Grandpa said that the secret of the Pot of Punishment is hidden in the statue of Arceus!"

Under urgent pressure, he recalled the advice his great-grandfather Gulis gave him and his sister when they were young.

About the true origin of the Pot of Punishment.

It is a treasure forged from the energy of the attribute stone slab, the source of Arceus' divine power.

The giant statue standing in the center of Desert City is a backup plan for when the Pot of Punishment is broken.

"Statue? I see. Kalune, can you still move?"

Nancy let go of her hand and looked past the war-torn town towards the city center which was still quite far away.

"of course."

Gently letting go of Korni, Caroline bit her lower lip and pretended to be relaxed.

"That's good. You don't need us to take care of you anymore."

Nodding as a matter of course, Nazhi casually tied up her long hair, and tied the jet-black hair into a long braid, looking heroic.

"Let's go and find that statue!"

"Speaking to yourself~Where do you want to go?"

A frivolous voice came with the wind. Nancy looked closely and saw that it was Sachi and the elite members of the Evernight Organization behind her.

Just now, she broke through the defense line outside the market in one fell swoop, blocking the road leading to the city, ready for battle.

"Where do we want to go? Can you stop us? How dare you be so arrogant even though you are defeated?"

Korni, who had just put Kalno down, raised her head, walked to Nancy's side, and retorted without any politeness, making the always proud Sachi so angry that his face turned pale and blue.

At this moment, Joan, who had completed the evacuation of nearby citizens, rushed over with the regrouped Storm Troopers. After sending a few people to send away the seriously injured Kalno, he immediately stood behind Nancy and Korni.

"Leave this woman to us, and you guys deal with the others. Make an opening for me and go to the city center to the statue of Arceus."

Moving her wrist coldly, Nazi whispered instructions and rushed forward without looking back.

"How shameless! None of you will leave here alive!"

Thatch clenched her fists, and bloodshot appeared in her eyes. Hoopa's evil thoughts still echoed in her body, bringing her anger and strength.

In the tit-for-tat attack, a desperate fight is about to break out.

The sky is the stage for gods and champions, and the earth is the battlefield for mortals.

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"Heh, this time it's changed to the Y-form again, so fancy."

"It's enough to be able to deal with you. It doesn't matter what form it takes."

In an unknown corner of some parallel universe, on a desolate Gobi desert, four powerful Pokémon were fighting each other, while Firion and the man in black were confronting each other from a distance.

Beneath the black-clad man's pretended calm voice, there was a ton of anger hidden.

The plan, which had already been successfully completed and should have no suspense at all, came to a standstill due to the unprecedented cooperation of champions and legends from all over the world.

And the instigator of all this was standing right in front of him, with the exact same face as him, and... a soul from the same origin.

This made him unprecedentedly angry.

But he wasn't panicked.

"If you want to deal with me and stop that guy outside from coming, you are not qualified enough on your own."

The man in black casually threw the Poké Ball on his waist, still maintaining his rationality in his anger.

The battle in Alola has proved that even if his Dream Demon has a special form similar to Flutterhair, and even if Flutterhair is injured at the moment, the energy gap is enough to completely suppress it.

Even though the battle outside has reached a stalemate, as long as we can kill Firio who is standing in our way and push down this first domino, everything will be under control.

With a cold look in his eyes, the man in black waved his hand and ordered:

"Kill them, flap your wings, wave of evil!"

"Marta!"

The injury to his abdomen was still severe, but it did not affect Zhen Yifa's movements.

The paradoxical creature had an indifferent expression, but as always, it carried out orders to the letter.

With the blessing of ancient and paradoxical energy, it is enough to compete head-on with any powerful legendary Pokémon. Even if it is injured, it is by no means comparable to an ordinary legend.

In front of the dream demon, its power is no different from that of a god.

A purple-black spiral beam of light broke through the air, causing a slight distortion in the time and space of this parallel world.

"How arrogant! Dream demon, let's go too! Shadow Ball!"

Facing this terrifying opponent again, Firio was not as fearful as before. He calmly raised his hand and pointed, and his superpower surged out of his body.

The light of bond lit up, and two colorful cubes were swallowed by the dream monster at the same time.

"call--"

The white flames ignited and soared into the sky.

"Madge!"

"boom--"

Amid the screams, the deep ball of light and the majestic aura of the overlord instantly crushed away, meeting the flapping wings head-on, and was not at a disadvantage at all.

"Varied……?!"

The man in black opened his eyes wide, greatly shocked by the dream demon's rising momentum.

It's not just about strength, but it also includes many more complex emotions.

The strange look in his eyes was fleeting, but was keenly noticed by Firion.

From the first time they met, he felt that the man in black in front of him was a little weird, and he exuded an aura that made him feel fearful and strange.

But now he has no time to pay attention.