Pokemon To The Top

"Laru..."

Ralts is not in a coma, but the state is obviously wrong. It is still held by Mo Yan in his hand, but his body is pulling. , I don’t even have the strength to support my body.

Mo Yan frowned. Ralts is a Pokémon of Psychic Type + Fairy Type. Because of Dark Force, he does not have much favor for Pokémon of Ralts.

So when he saw that both George and Mark were under control, he was furious, and there was no idea of ​​have tender, protective feelings for the fairer sex at all.

Because of seeing Ralts' true strength, he didn't dare to keep his hands at all, so he attacked with all his strength.

Now, Mo Yan uses Dark Force at any time, and the emotional feedback of Dark Force will naturally act on Ralts.

The result of Ralts emotional feedback should be contempt and disgust, corresponding to Psychic Type and Fairy Type respectively.

But to Mo Yan's surprise, he faintly felt the excitement that only Dark Type Pokémon could feed back, and at the same time, the disgust was faintly weakened a lot.

Attribute change?

How is it possible!

"Is it the Ralts from Seafloor Cavern?" At this time, George and Mark both gathered around, and George asked with lingering fear.

"Well, what happened just now, why is he here?"

Mo Yan said, and put the painful Ralts on the sofa at the same time. But still on it, Dark Force operates at any time to prevent it from escaping.

"I just packed up in the living room with Kirlia, and turned our heads to see Ralts was already sitting on the sofa, each minding their own business eating potato chips."

" I wanted to call you, but he controlled it in the next second, even Kirlia was not able to move even a little bit..."

"Then I came in and reacted super fast Yelled," Mark interrupted, looking very proud of his adaptability.

"Then it threw you to the sky" George rolled the eyes, stunned.

"hehe..." Mark scratched his head and stopped speaking.

"But Mo Yan, how is Ralts now. In fact, at first, although it controlled Kirlia and me, we didn't feel Malice in it."

George hesitated for a while, but he said his thoughts.

Kirlia on the side is also constantly nodded, looking towards Ralts, a little worried.

"Is that so?"

When Mo Yan saw George say this, he also thought of another possibility, maybe it was Mark yelling, that caused Ralts to take action. .

When I saw that the two were in danger, I would throw Zoroark to counterattack if nothing else. This action obviously angered Ralts.

Mo Yan admits that he is not easy to start, but he does not think he is right, even if he does it again, he will still be like this.

I blame it, I blame it. What is Ralts controlling people for no reason? If you come over and make friends obediently, Mo Yan will naturally not get nervous and attack it actively.

After all, it is an Elite-level Psychic Type Pokémon. Mo Yan is not a fool. He makes enemies for no reason, and is still such a strong enemy.

"en?"

While Mo Yan was thinking about it, he suddenly felt that his Dark Force was slowly draining and poured into Ralts' body.

Mo Yan was surprised and quickly cut off the output of Dark Force.

"Laru..."

Ralts tilted his head, Red Black's eyes spitely looked directly at Mo Yan, but he was unable to make any more movements.

Mo Yan frowned, Ralts obviously hated him, and seeing it as it is now, it is no longer simply sick.

If Dark Force’s feedback is correct, Ralts’ in the bones has begun to change.

I don't know whether this change is good or bad, but Ralts is obviously very painful now.

Good probability...should not be big.

"Mark, go call Nurse Joy."

George grabbed Mark who was going to leave, turned his head and asked seriously, "Mo Yan, are you sure? "

Mo Yan knew what he meant, and didn't say much, but waved to Mark.

Joy arrived, just took a simple look, and told Chansey to prepare the intensive care unit, and then asked Mo Yan and the others about the situation.

"The situation is a bit complicated, just..."

George briefly talked about this bizarre experience, and Joy was stunned by this bizarre experience, and he was a little bit at a loss for the situation of Ralts. .

In the ward, Ralts has many sensors attached to his body, and Help detects changes in his body.

Mo Yan Although they can't understand the data on the instrument, the curve like a roller coaster, with irregular ups and downs, is obviously not a good sign.

Mo Yan, the initiator, waited outside without a word.

Also, somehow, he hadn't liked Pokémon of Attributes like Ralts very much before, but Dark Force's emotional feedback made him a little hard to let go.

The situation of Ralts is obviously worse than expected. After entering the ward, Joy has been busy, but his state has not changed.

Mo Yan looked at the violently fluctuating data on the monitor through the glass, frowns, and released the Dark Force.

The emotion of contempt has always existed, but the emotional feedback of excitement and disgust has been in a state of ebb and flow.

After waiting for another two hours, the omnipotent Joy seems to be no longer omnipotent. The situation in Ralts has not improved.

Mo Yan can't wait any longer. The idea in his mind is getting clearer and clearer and more feasible.

dong! dong! dong!

"Nurse Joy, I think of a way..."

Mo Yan knocked on the glass in the ward, and then used the most The succinct words express my thoughts.

"It is indeed possible in theory...You come in!"

Joy has a complicated expression, and after a while, he put Mo Yan in.

She has never encountered the situation of Ralts. Although Mo Yan's idea is bizarre, it is not unreasonable. She is helpless and decided to let Mo Yan try.

Mo Yan came to the bed and looked at the more painful Ralts, his heart sank.

Mo Yan stretched out his right hand, Dark Force slowly started, and then gently placed his hand on Ralts' body.

Feeling the mixed battle of three energy sources in Ralts, Mo Yan found his own Dark Force, tried to contact it, and then took it back.

Dark Force is not difficult to find. Faced with Mo Yan's order, boy is also obedient and obedient after he actively Struggle, ready to be absorbed by Mo Yan.

Mo Yan raised his brows, feeling the action of Dark Force, and he was delighted.

"Laru!"

Suddenly, Ralts uttered a mournful scream, shocked Mo Yan to stop immediately.

"It doesn't seem to work, Mo Yan, you go out first." Seeing this, Joy could only sighed Mo Yan to leave the ward.

"Lah...Lu!"

At this time, Ralts suddenly yelled, and the black red pupils looked towards Mo Yan, Spite, afraid that there was a trace of...pray.

"...Help me!"