This elf world is kind of weird

Chapter 148 Wrath of the Champion (5900)

Zoroark's territory, a quiet and mysterious forest area.

Embracing Zoroja who had washed off the stains and dust on his body, Zoroak looked at the still somewhat restrained baby dragon, and his admiration was beyond words.

Since getting the news yesterday, it has been secretly lurking next to this small pair, protecting them.

What he didn't expect was that his daughter, who was so daring and even dared to cross half of the forest alone to practice illusion, would have such a cute side.

Although there are still many shallow scratches on Baby Dragon's body and face, compared to the glorious deeds of this little ancestor on his own territory, this approach has been restrained to an unknown extent.

Such changes made Zoroark more interested in this little hero who escorted his daughter across the forest, so he followed closely.

And after seeing it struggling to find the fruit and giving most of it to Zoroa, this interest turned into favor and appreciation.

"Bagon?"

It seemed that he couldn't resist the scorching gazes of the big and small people in front of him. The baby dragon couldn't keep calm and asked the question first, breaking the calm.

It hasn't figured out why the other party called it here, and it doesn't know what the temperament of these powerful Zoroark is.

Being accustomed to seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, it always feels that this kind of situation that is completely out of its control is very unsafe, especially after experiencing the pursuit and lessons of the Queen Bee.

Seeing the tangled look on the baby dragon, Zoroark raised the corners of his mouth, shook his head imperceptibly, and glanced at his beloved daughter.

It has an interesting idea.

"Zolo!"

He did not directly respond to the slightly anxious baby dragon, but gently picked up Zoroa in his arms, and asked in a deep voice what had happened over the past few days.

"Zolo? Zolosolo!."

As soon as he mentioned this, Sorolla immediately regained his spirits, chattered, made gestures, and eloquently told his father about the attack by the stag farmer cannon beetle.

"Bagon."

After listening to Soraya's slightly exaggerated description, the baby dragon scratched his belly with a bit of laughter - he originally wanted to scratch his head, but his claws were too short and couldn't reach it.

However, unlike his embarrassment, Zoroark on the opposite side listened with great interest, and from time to time asked some small questions cooperatively, nodding repeatedly, giving his daughter enough face.

"Zolo!"

At the end, the angry Zoroa yelled and sentenced the unforgivable spade farmer and cannon bug, the kind that even a beating could not relieve his anger.

"Zolo? Zoro."

Zoroak, who had no resistance to his lovely daughter, gently stroked Zoroya's little head, his eyes flashed with wisdom, seeing the baby dragon's reaction, it naturally wouldn't follow Zoroya's words Receive them all.

In fact, it has roughly sorted out the recent situation from just a few words.

My own daughter got involved in this territorial war whose cause is still unclear, and was in danger.

The initiators of the war are the spade farmers and artillery bugs who are currently being passively beaten.

Seeing that Zoroja returned safely and safely, almost unscathed, and having a general understanding of the situation, Zoroark's anger gradually subsided.

"Zolo!"

With a wave of his hand, another Zoroark, who had been waiting in the distance, came over holding a crystal stone as big as two ordinary people's fists.

You can feel the vitality contained in it from a distance.

The baby dragon, which is extremely sensitive to energy, opened its eyes wide, but quickly regained its composure.

The lesson learned last time and Filio's advice were still fresh in its memory.

Although things are good, they are still things outside the body. If you can have the best, if you can't, you have to let nature take its course.

Looking at the nose, the nose and the heart, Baby Dragon stood in the same place well-behaved, without squinting, like an old monk in meditation.

Zoroak, who had a panoramic view of everything, was even more satisfied in his eyes. He gently pressed the dissatisfied Zoroja, took the spar from the tribe, and slowly walked forward.

"Zolo!"

After struggling to break away from his father's arms, Soraya took the lead and jumped to the side of the baby dragon. He stretched out his little paws and slapped the opponent's iron skull with his flesh pads, making a crackling sound.

Then, it turned its head, narrowed its eyes slightly, and looked at its father with a hint of threat.

Regardless of what Zoroark thinks, it is already in a mood.

"Zolo!"

The senior daughter Nu Zoroak couldn't stand this, so she smiled and knelt down and handed over the crystal.

This was originally a gift for the distinguished guest who saved his daughter.

A gift from the heart of the forest.

"Bagon?"

"Zolo!"

After some pushing and giving, Baby Dragon stretched out his little paws and hugged the crystal with a slightly complicated look on his face.

The instinct of life began to secrete its saliva unconsciously.

Every cell is screaming and roaring.

"Gao"

Not caring about being reserved, he opened his mouth wide and bit down suddenly.

The spar was far from being as hard as it looked, but rather brittle. It didn't hold on for a moment under the sharp teeth of the baby dragon, and it collapsed at the touch of a touch, breaking into countless small pieces.

"Bagon!"

After chewing a few mouthfuls and swallowing it impatiently, the baby dragon seemed to be still a little unfinished. Before Zoroark could stop him, after a few more mouthfuls, the huge crystal stone turned directly into the meal in the belly of the baby dragon.

"Bagon!"

The warmth in his belly made the baby dragon very comfortable, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

But before it patted its belly, the warmth quickly turned into a scorching heat that almost ignited it.

Inside the viscera, there is heat everywhere.

The white light of life enveloped its body, turning it into a "light cocoon" that constantly contracts and expands.

"Zolo.?"

With an expression as if he had seen a ghost, Zoroark froze on the spot.

This gift from the two-axe dragon in the center of the forest was actually eaten up in such a simple manner.

And it's all right? !

Zoroark only felt that his cognition seemed to have been reshaped in some way.

Either the little dragon in front of him is unscientific, or it and the big dinosaur are really unable to support the wall, there must be one of the two.

Thinking of a possibility that was getting closer to reality, the big fox stood aside and silently doubted his life as a fox.

"Zolo!"

Zoroa didn't care so much. He jumped lightly and hit his father's chest, directly interrupting his thinking.

"Zozolo!"

Zoroark, who pretended to be hit hard, took a few steps back and retreated to a distance. With a wave of his hand, the surrounding Zoroark and the watching little Zoroa dispersed, each going about their own business. .

Taking one last look at the light cocoon that seemed to have an independent life, Zoroark shook his head with a complicated expression, turned his gaze, and looked into the distance.

The anger of her daughter's attack has slowly dissipated, and a more urgent and thorny problem is before it.

In the battle between Kairos and the stag beetles that spread throughout the forest, how should Kairos and his tribe deal with each other.

And almost at the same time as the news about his daughter, the information came that Kairos and the Spade Farmer Cannonworm were going to launch a decisive battle.

From peaceful daily life to continuous war, sometimes all it takes is a small introduction, an event that you wouldn't even care about in ordinary days.

But it takes more than a little effort to bring peace back after the flames of war have been ignited.

There are no eggs under the cover of the nest, Zoroark naturally knows this.

But what to do, how to do it, and most importantly, who will do it, are all very troublesome issues.

The tightened brows faintly revealed the unrest in this powerful Pokémon's heart.

The savage Soroya was also very calm in the face of such a major event, obediently lying on his father's shoulder, not to disturb its thinking.

The peaceful forest began a long-awaited commotion.

One after another, the mighty Zoroark came out of the dark and dense forest where they usually lived and rested, and gathered behind the powerful leader with his back to his homeland.

Different from the previous small fights, this time, Zoroark, who is in his prime, can be said to be in full force.

Although there are only a few dozen in number, each one is quite powerful, and collectively they are no less powerful than any party that is about to launch a decisive battle.

"Zolo!"

With a light wave of the slender arm, without too many words, the loose team suddenly accelerated and galloped towards the west.

After a long thought, Zoroark still decided to lead his tribe to deter the two warring parties.

The Zoroark tribe, which had been living in seclusion, used all their strength.

For the first time, they will be unobtrusive in this forest where they have lived for many years.

"Solo."

Soroa was curled up on the ground because he was not allowed to go to the battlefield. With nothing to do, he could only take a nap in boredom and look at the light cocoon in front of him.

The white light cocoon that beats like a heart is like a bottomless pit with strong attraction, and it is not picky at all.

The energy in the surrounding area, which was originally much richer than other places, has become much thinner at this time, and it has all been absorbed.

Retracting and letting go, the infinite repetition made Sorolla a little tired, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, already a little sleepy.

Just when it impatiently raised its little paws and wanted to rub its eyes, the infinite loop paused.

"Boom"

It's like a heavy hammer hitting my heart.

In an instant, there was no sleepiness at all.

"Solo?!"

Soroya stood up abruptly, his hair stood on end, and stared at him firmly.

The huge cocoon of light slowly shrank.

After a while, you can see the shape of the baby dragon.

"Shh-"

The moment it shrinks to the extreme, the ultimate bloom follows.

The dazzling light shot straight into the sky, forming a thick beam of light.

"Bagon.?"

In the dazzling light, Baby Dragon opened his eyes in confusion and looked around.

It didn't know anything about what happened after eating the spar, it just felt a warm current gushing out of its body, giving it infinite strength.

Looking up and looking forward, it found something was wrong.

The familiar little fox seems to have become a lot smaller.

Looking around again, the little dinosaur's eyes widened.

He realized that he had grown bigger.

Lowering his head, the small claws are a little bit sharper, and the strong body with bulging muscles looks a little bit thinner, but the power contained in it is actually much stronger.

Is it the effect of the stone I just ate?

Baby Dragon thought so.

He raised his head in confusion, and the footsteps slowly approached.

Before it had time to think or do anything, the little fox that flew over had already zoomed in quickly, and a pair of big eyes full of joy occupied its entire sight.

"bang"

The two little ones rolled into a ball on the soft ground.

Just a few minutes later, the flying little dinosaur, with the happy little fox on its head, ran west along the road full of footprints.

Soroya, who was unwilling to stay at home, found a helper and a mount, and immediately turned into a dragon knight, chasing after his father who had already set off.

Behind him, the slender Zoroark followed closely helplessly.

It knew that this little princess would not be obedient.

But I think the clan leader also knows.

Thinking of it this way, it felt a little better.
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At noon, in the south-central area of ​​the forest, there is an area where trees and flowers grow extremely densely.

Countless wild Pokémon are coming from all directions.

The mighty Kairos came in groups, led by twenty or thirty elites whose strength had accumulated above the senior level, like an invincible spear.

On their two wings, there are various wild Pokémon with good strength, and their auras are quite fierce and martial. They are obviously following from Kairos territory.

On the other side, the spade farmers and artillery bugs, whose morale and strength had been restored to more than half, were flying in from afar, covering the sky and the sun. Although the number was not as high as that of Kairos due to the recent huge losses, it should not be underestimated.

On the ground, groups of wild Pokémon walked a little slower, following behind the highly mobile stag beetle.

After many days of tentative confrontations and struggles, both sides could no longer hold themselves back and unanimously chose a decisive battle.

The battlefield is here.

In the north of the battlefield, the queen bee, who had received the news in advance, was rushing here with Philio and the circle bear.

Wherever it went, the originally fertile environment had been severely damaged and was no longer what it was before.

A large number of wild Pokémon were displaced and mourned.
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". Tut"

When Filio and the three Quasi-King Pokémon got the news and rushed from the territory, a desperate fight had already begun.

The vibrant forest turned into scorched earth.

The jagged wild Pokémon cluster is now in chaos. There is me among you, you among me, and it is even difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

There are wild Pokémon that have passed out everywhere.

The smoke is shrouded in smoke, skills are flying everywhere, and if you are not careful, you will be hit hard by attacks coming from nowhere.

On such a battlefield, strength is only one of the influencing factors, and more important are partners and luck.

It was the first time Philio saw such a scene and he was secretly speechless. He couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed. Even though he had four quasi-king Pokémon and a group of powerful players beside him, such a decisive battle was still difficult. was forcibly blocked.

While he was thinking, there was a soft rustling sound from the jungle in the distance, hundreds of meters away, even under the perception of super powers, it was only faintly audible.

"Pay attention, there's something going on."

After waving his hand to stop the unaware Queen Bee and Circle Bear, Philio looked around with a serious look and made a quick decision.

"Come with me, hide!"

The capable team quickly dispersed, fled into the bushes, and hid.

Watching the direction of the group of uninvited guests vigilantly, Philio frowned slightly, his super powers had been mobilized to the limit.

".Um?"

Suddenly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes while he was deep in thought.

My super power seems to be disturbed by some kind of force, and it loses its miraculous effect.

"Zolo!"

A majestic roar came from the air.

Then, the tall body turned into a black shadow, walked out from the dense forest alone, stood still in the distance, and looked at Filio with determined eyes.

"Babagun!"

Not long after, the baby dragon and Zoroa, who had escaped from the obstruction of the Zoroarks, also stumbled over and stood beside Zoroark, panting.

"Baby dragon?"

Philio appeared from behind the big tree that was used as a cover, frowning and looking at this "old acquaintance" whom he had met many times.

Although I am a little curious about its experience during this period of time and its aura that has suddenly become much stronger, it is obviously not the time to talk about this.

Philio's eyes just passed over the baby dragon in a hurry, and then they met Zoroark's eyes. Countless messages were exchanged instantly, and a consensus was reached for one person and one Pokémon.

"Zolo."

Zoroark pointed to the battlefield ahead, waved his hand suddenly, and the recharged tribesmen flashed out one after another.

"Alright, then let's go together."

Philio nodded slightly, put his right hand behind his back, and made a gesture.

"Weiss!"

After receiving the signal, the queen bee gave an order, and the wild Pokémon that were hidden in each other came out of the bushes one after another, keeping a little distance from Zoroara with a little vigilance.

"We need to frighten the two madmen, Kairos and the Shogunner Cannon Bugs, or rush in directly and knock them down with a decapitation plan, otherwise the losses will be immeasurable."

Filio, who took the lead, glanced at Zoroark beside him from the corner of his eye.

Zoroark nodded slightly, quickened his pace, jumped up, and jumped onto a big tree closest to the battlefield.

"Zolo!——"

The angry roar spread across the battlefield in an instant, overshadowing the sound of skill collisions and the shocking shouts of killing.

The powerful aura spread instantly, facing the leaders of the two Pokémon Kairos and Stag Nong Cannon, who were fighting in close quarters.

Down below, the Queen Bee and the Circle Bear also responded immediately, pressing forward with a powerful aura. Although the three of them are somewhat different from Zoroark in strength, they are also not to be underestimated.

They didn't dare to intervene hastily, and they hoped to make Kairos and Stagnon Cannonbug, the two active Pokémon, realize that a strong enemy is on their side, and they are afraid, so they stop.

However, such an obvious threat had no impact on them who were in the midst of a fierce battle.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other, and it is even more so if the loss of a large number of clansmen is added.

At this time, the two Pokémon were completely mad, and their red eyes could only see their opponents and nothing else.

Under the exchange of injuries, the two sides fight evenly. If there is no intervention, both sides will suffer. It may even become a life-for-life in the duel of burning potential.

The leader leads the way, and the racial memory of mutual hatred and attack is imprinted in the genes. The battle between the two ethnic groups is bloody and cruel.

Every minute, seriously injured Pokémon fell down and could no longer get up.

The thick bloody smell drifted into the distance.

Although the little Soroya has experienced battles, he has never seen such a tragic battlefield. He lost the vigor and anticipation when he set off, shivering, and curled up behind the baby dragon.

Zoroark, who jumped down from the tree, also frowned. After making eye contact with Filio, he nodded solemnly.

Seeing that the deterrence plan went bankrupt and the bloody warring parties were getting more and more casualties, they had no choice but to intervene personally.

"Meng Yao, Sun Ibrahimovic, fight with me! Rush in and make a quick decision, and if it doesn't work, withdraw immediately. Don't be willing to fight."

One in each hand, pick up two Poke Balls.

Facing the two strongest and most reliable partners, Filio whispered.

He was going to do it himself, to capture the thief first and capture the king first.

"Rumble..."

Just as he and Zoroark were about to split into a joint attack, there was a faint sound in the distance.

Heavy and dense, it sounds like footsteps when you listen carefully.

Zoroark's eyes were filled with joy, while Queen Bee and Circle Bear looked fearful at the same time.

"Weiss!"

Grabbing Filio, the Queen Bee gave a loud warning, pulled and dragged him into the dense forest, and the Zoroak tribe on the other side did the same, only the leader of the tribe was still standing on the bright side.

"This is."

He felt the extremely fierce aura getting closer and closer, but the other party was not in sight at all, and had not even fully entered the specific perception range of the super power.

Philio gritted his teeth hard, his eyes full of fear, and he could already feel the huge threat from a far distance away.

The heartbeat speeds up and the hair on the hair stands on end, which is an instinctive signal of danger.

"Hono!——"

The rough roar was like a big drum beating in the heart.

The soaring white beam of light lit up, like a step up to the sky, forming another bright sun high above the sky.

Then, countless "silk threads" fell down like a blanket with incomparable murderous intent and anger.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

Amidst the earth-shattering noise, the whole world seemed to be dyed white.

All sounds lost their meaning.

When the light faded, the battlefield that was screaming and killing fell into an eerie calm.

At the center of the battle group is a huge pit.

The two quasi-king Pokémon who were still beating each other maintained an attacking posture, and each collapsed in the mud in the pit.

Surrounding them, there are a large number of Pokémon that are engaged in crazy attacks against each other.

At this moment, they have all lost their ability to fight, their bodies are covered with scars, they are unconscious, their injuries are severe but they are not lethal, and they are well controlled.

"That's what you said. It's a grade better than you.?"

Looking at the Queen Bee bitterly, Philio swallowed hard, his throat trembling slightly.

The one who launched the attack was indeed the strongest person in this forest.

But it was not the king Pokémon that Filio had imagined at all, but a genuine champion whose power was controlled with ease and exquisiteness.

(End of this chapter)