Elves: Goal, help Pokémon fulfill their wishes

Pluto recklessly seized the vast divine power of the twin dragons of time and space, and accelerated the process of the virtual world overwriting the reality in a way that was almost like forcing the growth of seedlings. His eyes, which had been blinded by blood, were completely unaware of the changes taking place around him. His head, which was occupied by evil desires and dark matter, could only accommodate his so-called grand ambitions:

"Right now, right now, is the time to reach the pinnacle! A new era in which I, the God, set the rules, govern all things, dominate fate, and lead all of humanity into a glorious evolution, is about to arrive!"

Seeing that he was only half a step away from the final victory, Pluto, who felt that he had it all figured out, changed his self-title, and even his word choice and sentence structure tended to deliberately move towards the idea of ​​"I am the only one who is supreme".

But one's prestige is not something that one boasts about. The deliberately put-upon attitude is completely different from the effect it hopes to achieve. Instead, it feels a bit like "trying to draw a tiger but end up drawing a dog" - it has more arrogance than domineering, and is just like those barking madmen.

"bass!"

A streak of black light shot out from the sticky shadow.

In an instant, the shadows of the stars lingering around Darkrai all dimmed and became silent, and the virtual world that had undergone countless adjustments and tests to reach a "simulation degree" of 99.9% plummeted to 0.1% in just a few breaths, a drop even more severe than the stock market.

This feeling of despair from shattered illusions is no less than when a graduation thesis that was about to be published was suddenly deleted by a naughty kid of a relative, leaving only the title; when the winter and summer vacation homework that was already 98% completed was actually eaten by the stupid dog at home; and when a game that was about to be put on the shelves for sale or put into operation inexplicably returned to the initial stage of creating a new folder.

What a twist that's full of evil fun!

The existence that is enough to overturn the situation of the war is clearly timing the situation to adjust the mentality, hoping to see a good show of "opening champagne at halftime" and then being slapped in the face.

"Wa ...

"Hmmmm!"

Pluto, who failed at the last minute, was stunned for a few seconds.

It immediately let out a strange cry and angrily tried to find out who was ruining its fortunes and opportunities. It was not until this moment that it finally saw the mysterious daytime landscape around it and the large shadows that were gathering underneath it. Apart from Dialga and Palkia who were fighting in the air, this dark thing was the most suspicious.

"Red Sun!"

"It must be you, a bastard, hiding in there and doing something wrong!"

Darkrai roared angrily, and powerful waves of evil poured out from the center of its claws. The sharp evil aura seemed to be trying to crush the imaginary coward into pieces, and its pale cloud-like long hair even stood up due to the recoil of the air waves.

"Since I can't live well, then you can't live well either!"

When the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, it is reckless to attack rashly, just as no one knows how many muscular brothers can jump out of an ordinary van, and the pistol magazine in a certain FPS game with inflated numbers can hold a few more bullets with the buff of a backpack hero weapon.

What's more, it is a better choice to wait for an opportunity because it is dormant. After all, there is an old saying that goes, "If you have green mountains, you will never run out of firewood."

But Pluto's mind was undoubtedly affected by something. Perhaps it was Darkrai's instinct as a dark Pokémon, or perhaps it was the dark matter that subtly changed his temperament to an extreme, or perhaps the two of them were "shamelessly" mixed together, presenting a collusion posture...

In short, in the strict sense, he is no longer the ambitious and conspirator who "strategizes, maneuvers and acts after careful consideration". He is now a mediocre person who is neither high nor low. He is easily dominated by anger and does stupid things for the sake of momentary pleasure.

"Gululu..."

The evil wave that was stirred into the shadows did not cause the slightest ripple. It was like a drop of rain that tried to dilute the sea of ​​ink. It had neither the strength of a strong person nor the self-awareness of a weak person, and it could only add to the joke.

However, just as some people simply cannot stand putting cilantro or chopped green onions in their pasta, not everyone can find fun in the clown's antics - at least such behavior is still a provocation to the being living in the shadows.

"Crash-"

In an instant, two ghostly liquid wings broke out of the shadows, sharp red light burst out from the wingtips, and then condensed into claws. A gray beast head that looked like a dragon, a snake, a god, and a demon, and a long neck with a golden half ring and red and black stripes stretched out from the shadow pool as if emerging from a bath, and six short and thick legs firmly supported the evil yet majestic torso of the comer.

The darkest darkness born from the shining of the light, the embodiment of reversal!

His honorable name is Giratina!

No matter how confused or slow Pluto was, when Giratina did not hide its strength and showed off its aura, it was "forced" to sense the opponent's terror, so that even its scarlet eyes became clearer. Even though Darkrai might have a theoretical advantage in attribute restraint, it could not muster the courage to fight against him.

Moreover, at this moment, the twin dragons of time and space were affected by the strange gray fog and went into a rampage, and the red chains temporarily lost the ability to control them.

"Hey, can we reconcile?"

Pluto laughed twice in a sullen tone.

Then he uttered something incomprehensible from between his teeth.

……

"Oh my god, who is this person..."

Looking at Chi Ri lying motionless on the ground, Liang Yin's mouth twitched slightly, but he still curiously reached out to feel the guy's pulse and breath, and observed the dilated pupils. After confirming that the other party had completely lost his vital signs, he couldn't help but complain:

"We young people can at most fall asleep as soon as we lie down, but you, who fall asleep as soon as you lie down, are Nana's unique skill!"

Sasga Chiri!

Easily accomplish things that ordinary people can't do!

Ibrahimovic was busy comforting his younger brother:

"Don't worry, your Chiba is in big trouble! There's a saying that goes, good people don't live long, evil people leave a legacy for thousands of years - ahem, big sister, I'm just using a compliment to disparage a sentence, Rotom, please don't make any irrelevant associations."

Hey, the second half of the sentence is totally superfluous, right?

So while Rotom was worried, he also felt a bit guilty, and the whole Pokémon was shrouded in an anxious aura of fear of losing something.

Seeing this, our Ibrahimovic seemed a little overwhelmed. This little fox experienced for the first time the dangers of speaking without restraint.

"..." Zeraora grabbed the scruff of the neck of an Eevee that was causing more trouble than it deserved, and stuffed it into Liang Yin's arms with its claws. Then, it sent a few strands of electric current, which were warm and comfortable for electric Pokémon, to Rotom, and calmed it down in no time. This method of relieving emotions was a derivative technique recently developed by the electric cat based on the rotation of the magnetic field. After it is perfected, its scope of application may be expanded to other creatures.

The white-haired cultivator in the mirror world had used catnip to tease him, and now he had finally mastered the ability to embarrass the former. Next time if he found an opportunity, he would definitely return the favor double and let everyone see his face when he was "infatuated".

However, as the saying goes, what is poison to others is honey to me...

Well, sometimes cats probably can't tell the difference between rewards and punishments.

"Father, there is movement in the east."

Mewtwo, who was in charge of investigating the enemy, instantly appeared beside Liang Yin:

"I can clearly feel the turmoil in the energy field. It must be a fight between Dialga and Palkia. What are you going to do next?"

After a moment's silence, Liang Yin turned around and bowed to Sirona: "Sirona, please stay here and take care of the bodies of Rotom and Chiri... and leave the matters over there to us!"

Sirona returned the greeting and said seriously, "Please."

Because Palkia messed up the space, it was impractical to use teleportation directly. Fortunately, the destination was not far away, and it would not take much effort to fly there, and it could also take care of Liang Yin's inexplicably weak super-energy physique - in the ever-changing battlefield, with debuffs such as "weak limbs", "dizziness", and "nausea", it was always risky.

"Hey, Zeraora, take me to the sky quickly!"

Liang Yin chuckled and took the initiative to hold Zeraora's thick cat paws to prevent the black cat from carrying him on his shoulders like a commodity as before. That would not look cool at all - after all, when there are outsiders present, one still has to maintain his image.

"…Ora."

The electric cat shook his whiskers helplessly, raised his paw to smooth down the slightly raised collar of his human, and then led this guy into a dazzling lightning. Mewtwo narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, revealing an expression of "as expected", and then turned into a purple streamer and followed closely behind.