He knows Pokémon better than me

"Have you moved the battlefield...?"

N watched the Three Holy Swords and the Three Spirit Beasts, one in front of the other, leave the No. 17 waterway.

It's just that now is not the time to worry about others, N looked tense, and looked at the middle-aged man beside him with a gloomy face again.

On this high cliff, there were only the two of them left for a while.

But N knew that Quecchis would never stand here alone.

"Hehe, since you know it too, do you dare to challenge me?"

Queches glanced coldly at N's face, as if he had guessed his thoughts, and then his words sank:

"Or, do you have other guardians of Pokémon?!"

After saying that, N only heard three sharp flickering sounds in his ears at the same time, and his complexion suddenly changed.

The next moment, a black-clothed and white-haired figure appeared in front of N out of thin air...

No, it was three figures.

They all have the same style, wearing loose black robe ninja pants, and black short sleeves on the upper body, revealing unusually slender white arms.

Thick white long hair grew on the top of the head, hanging down and blowing with the wind.

The lower part of the rather young face was wearing a mask, and the exposed eyes were only ruthlessly cold...

It looks like a ninja, an existence that should have disappeared in modern times, and it seems extremely curious.

"The dark trio, finally came out...?!"

Naturally, N knew about these three orphans who were adopted by Quecchis together with him and possessed special abilities.

Thoroughly brainwashed by Quecchis, without any independent emotions, no different from the three robots.

Just following the dark trio, they appeared around N in a triangular formation.

"Well...!"

In the next moment, N felt as if his whole body was tightly pinched by something, unable to move a single bit, and even seemed to have difficulty breathing.

Except for his anxious thoughts and emotions, N was completely imprisoned.

The kind that can't even move your eyes.

"Solo...!"

Seeing that N was suddenly controlled, Zoroark, who had been hiding in the dark, became anxious.

Immediately, it appeared, and condensed its shadow claws to slam one of the ninjas.

However, a crimson shadow also appeared on his back out of thin air, and his whole body was composed of sharp blades and axes.

Bang bang...!

Commander Cleaver raised his metal claws and directly blocked Zoroark's shadow claws, and there was a sudden violent explosion at the point of contact.

Zoroark could only step back, his eyes fixed, and he found that behind the dark trio was a Commander Chop.

Raising the sharp blade arm that shone with cold light to guard, the aura and demeanor are like their trainers, guarding meticulously.

"Solo...!"

Zoroark, who was very anxious, had nothing to do for a while, and it was difficult to break through the defensive circle of the three commanders at the same time.

And N, who was completely restrained by the dark trio, also began to panic in his heart at this moment.

N originally planned to use the Three Swordsmen to defeat the dangerous three ninjas, but he didn't expect that Kuiqisi suddenly pulled out the Sanyun God, so he could only force the former to contend with him first.

Now, he really could only watch the sarcasm and insolence of Queches.

"There is no other way? That's it?"

Queches walked a few steps closer with a sneer, reached out and took off the black and white hat that N was wearing, and threw it on the ground.

Without the cover of the peaked cap, N's delicate and handsome face is completely exposed. With long green hair and a friendly and natural temperament, it can be said to be very attractive.

It's just that at this moment, he can only stare straight at Quecchi, powerless.

Couldn't even stare.

"You are the incomplete product I created... You don't think that a work can pose any threat to the master?"

Queches made no secret of his sarcasm, and even grabbed N's chin suddenly.

As for the dark trio surrounded by the two, they were really like robots, just continuing to use their own confinement ability, without any reaction to the scene of father's kindness and son's filial piety.

With a twist of Queches' palm, he forcibly turned N's head in the direction of the glacier on the sea surface.

There, the battle between Zekrom and Kyurem continued.

"Keep your eyes open and watch, and see how I swallowed your last pillar - Zekrom, hahaha!"

Quecchi laughed again and again, and then ignored N, but went straight to the edge of the cliff.

Although N was extremely anxious, his face still had the last look of astonishment before being imprisoned.

It's just that I was secretly wondering. Looking at it in this direction, the current battle situation between Zekrom and Kyurem on the sea glacier can only be said to be evenly matched.

Kyurem, as the third god of the Hezhong, is still an ice dragon, so he naturally has an advantage in terms of pure strength.

But Kyurem didn't have much sense at this moment, and couldn't use 100% of his strength. Instead, Zekrom found an opportunity.

Devour?

But what did my father mean by devouring Zekrom just now?

Under N's ​​vacant gaze, Quecchis walked all the way to the end of the cliff, poked the scepter in his hand, and said in an unquestionable command tone:

"It's time, Vio, give me command."

Suddenly hearing the sound of communication coming from the ear, Wei Ao, who was on the high platform of the destroyer, was stunned for a moment.

Then he glanced at the Akroma machine in his hand, and then at the incomparable Kyurem in the distance. Vio's frozen and purple face gradually turned from excitement to madness.

Snapped!

He slammed the communicator next to his ear to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Ao yelled at the edge of the cliff:

"Old man, don't you think that I will still obey your orders now?!"

"Rely on Ren Niangkuiqisi, dare to pretend to be a big brother like me, believe it or not, I will directly control Kyurem to go up and kill you first!"

"Ha egg stuff, but also the ancient royal family... haha, a clown, who cares about you!"

Wei Ao was obviously going crazy these days, and immediately cursed several times in a row, unable to stop at all, using all kinds of insulting dialects.

Now he is full of confidence, as Kyurem, he...

The leader of the plasma team is Wei Ao, and Queches should come down and kowtow to himself!

This idiot actually taught Kyurem the control in his own hands, Vio would not let this opportunity pass!

"..."

The extremely stinky insults came again and again, and it was still from the humble subordinate who had been kneeling and licking him before, which made Queches sullen and his eyelids kept twitching.

Sure enough, the guess is correct, this guy is a rebel, once he has strength, he will immediately jump back.

"Hmph, old thing, damn it..."

Queches cursed in a low voice, although he still maintained a calm expression on the surface, but in his heart he already wanted to open the graves of Wei Ao's family.

But for the suspicious Queches, it is obviously impossible to completely hand over the control of Kyurem to the other party with such peace of mind.

The next moment, he stretched his palm into the robe, and pulled out a slender stone wedge with his backhand...