Elf: Start with a stinky mud

Near the poisonous swamp, many corpses of poison-type Pokémon have fallen. Trainers of various shapes are either sitting or leaning on the wall, looking ready to go.

Finally, a two-meter-tall male trainer stood up, with circles of iron rings wrapped around his right arm, and slowly said:

"Everyone, now that we have reached this time, please stop hiding it...!"

"The poisonous fruit is right there, whoever grabs it will get it!"

Someone in the crowd echoed:

"Well said, I think this gentleman can set an example first, and we can rush over together!"

"Hey hey hey..." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard several obscene smiles. In the corner of the sewer, three trainers wearing skull scarves covering their heads below the eyes slowly opened their mouths and mocked:

"Everyone is so weird, do you really think I'm stupid?"

"Whoever grabs the poisonous fruit first will be the target. Everyone here must understand this. I don't need to say more."

Hearing this, everyone fell silent and made eye contact, obviously weighing the pros and cons, but it was obvious that no one wanted to be the one who stood out.

The guys with the strongest aura among them all chose to wait and see what happens, waiting for the best opportunity.

For example, on the central boulder, there is a mechanic wearing a black robe and a hat, standing still. The mechanical tentacles glowing with metal under the black robe are swaying slightly, as if they are looking for something.

"It's so boring. I'm still thinking of putting on a good show!"

The dark burly man shook his head, but he was not disappointed.

He had already guessed the current situation, so he didn't say much, but on his thigh-thick arms, the muscles bound by the iron rings swelled, and the blue veins bulged out, expressing his anger. .

With a "pop!" sound, a drop of accumulated water dripped from the top of the damp sewer, splashed on the surface of the cesspool, causing a ripple, and then quickly calmed down.

In the shadows covered by darkness, a pair of ninjas with blood-red eyes were quietly watching the surroundings, as if they were predators, ready to pounce on their prey.

For a time, the atmosphere in the poisonous swamp became more and more tense, almost tense, and a battle could start at any time.

"Baiduo!"

"Squeak!"

Just when everyone was struggling, roars came from the mouths of the surrounding elves such as the Stinky Mud and the Crossed Bat. In an instant, the surrounding poison elves began to become restless.

I don't know where this group of humans got the news about the blooming of poisonous fruits. They actually broke into the territory of their poisonous elves and acted recklessly on their own territory. This was simply asking for death!

"boom!"

Finally, the wild Gengar, hiding in the darkness, took the lead. It jumped into the air, and the purple mist instantly filled the entire place, covering most of the space.

"Boom~"

At the same time, several cross-shaped bats, stinking mud, Arbor monsters and other elves also began to attack the human trainers. Suddenly, the atmosphere in the poisonous swamp became tense again, and the two sides immediately fought. Together.

And during this chaotic time, the trainers did not know that in mid-air, more than a dozen circular invisible real-time cameras were monitoring every move in the poisonous swamp!

.....................

At this moment, in the sewers several kilometers away from the poisonous swamp, Fang Yin, who was in a miserable state, was dragging his tired body and walking quickly on the cement road.

At this time, his whole body was soaked with sweat, his clothes were in tatters, and his eyes were full of doubts:

"It's strange. Why does the number of elves decrease the deeper we go inside? Is it because of time..."

Dazzling white light illuminated the road ahead. In the damp and corrupt sewers, except for a layer of light green foam floating in the sewage in the middle of the river, nothing could be seen.

"Baiduo~"

On the slippery ground, Shimi covered his big mouth with his mud tentacles, yawned, and crawled slowly with a strong sense of sleepiness in his dull eyes.

However, it does not dare to go too far away from Fang Yin. After all, this is a sewer. Although it is very strong, it is better to be cautious.

"There is still about an hour left before the sunset." Fang Yin glanced at the mechanical watch on his wrist and murmured to himself: "During this period, we must find the lone Xianni as soon as possible. OK."

With that said, Fang Yin retracted his arms, tightened his tight jacket, and continued to move forward expressionlessly.

Finally, after he walked forward for five or six minutes, a strong stench wafted over. Fang Yin stopped and turned to look behind him.

"Baiduo~Baiduo~"

At the corner of this sewer, a stinking mud with purple and black stripes was swallowing some kitchen waste. Its mud body squirmed like a bottomless pit, eating all the garbage.

In the Pokémon world, the probability of encountering an elf in the wild is as common as eating and drinking. But even in this case, it is still a joyful thing to encounter a lone stinky mud in the sewer.

"I'm lucky, I finally met a stinky mud."

Fang Yin squinted his eyes, stared at the purple-black stinking mud, and whispered: "I hope you have enough mud essence."

"Baiduo~"

Xiuni, who was eating, suddenly felt danger. He raised his head suddenly and found that a human had appeared in front of him.

It was so frightened that it immediately squirmed and tried to escape, but its snail-like speed made it look soft and unthreatening.

"Humph, I wanted to run away, but it's too late."

Being interrupted when he was happy made Fang Yin feel bad. He smiled coldly.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a black whip shadow flew out of the darkness and struck Xiuni hard, knocking him to the ground.

Next to Fang Yin, stood a stinking mud that was much larger than its kind. The black and white stripes looked extremely eye-catching, and the ferocious fangs on both sides shone with an icy cold light.

"Baiduo~"

Collapsed on the ground in purple-black stinky mud, with a look of grievance on his face. He just swallowed garbage, how could he provoke such a terrifying enemy? What did he do wrong?

"My name is Yang Jian, remember this name, and then go to hell!"

Staring at the ugly monster in front of him, Fang Yin spoke in a steady tone and waved his hand, signaling that the black whip shadow of the smelly mud beside him was raised again.

"Pap~"

"Baiduo~!"

However, at the moment when the whip shadow was about to fall, the stinky mud suddenly opened its eyes wide, and an evil and bloody aura suddenly erupted, staring at the black and white creature in front of it.

In the air, a ferocious and weird face appeared out of thin air, its tongue licking outwards, its scarlet vertical pupils exuding a terrifying ferocity, as if it would choose someone to devour in the next second.

Ghost Face activates!

A very useful skill in reality, with the bonus of the environment and the stinky mud itself, it directly shocked the flashing stinky mud, and the poisonous mud whip also stiffened in mid-air.

Regarding the use of ghost faces, Purple Black Smelly Mud appears to be particularly proficient, releasing it almost instantly.

Don't underestimate any skill!

Without some real materials, how could Shinii go out hunting alone and survive for such a long time.

As soon as the ghost face appeared, even Fang Yin was stunned in place, his whole person fell into a sluggish state, as if he had lost the ability to think.

"Baiduo!"

In an instant, the black and white smelly mud took the opportunity to break free, white light surged in the pupils, and a burst of invisible spiritual power swept away, catching the purple smelly mud that wanted to escape.