I'll know if this elf is good or not

The face of the blond middle-aged handsome man, Shibag, was pale.

Just now, in order to resist the attack of [Big Self-explosion], he had used up all his defensive means, and even his elegant custom-made champion suit (protective suit) had become tattered.

Looking at the huge smoke and dust in the distance, his lips trembled as he wanted to call Raichu's name.

However, before he could get the words out of his throat, the nightmare came again.

"Hey, huh!"

"Jiba!"

Two panicked screams were heard in the distance, and his two lord elves, Electabuzz and Magneto, were running towards him with panicked looks on their faces.

They were not in the main range of the explosion. Although they were badly affected, they at least maintained a certain degree of mobility.

Xibag didn't know what had happened to them. He just saw them running over without saying a word, picking him up, and then quickly taking him with them, preparing to escape from the arena.

At first, Sibag didn't react.

Until I saw a huge iron figure emerging from the smoke.

He was very familiar with this lump of iron; it was his self-destructing Magneto.

But isn’t his self-destructing Magneto right next to him?

and so……

This is obviously a pirated product!

But didn’t the pirated product just [self-destruct]?

How could he possibly come back to life so quickly?

Xibag suddenly remembered something, his eyes widened, and he no longer cared about being a gentleman. He immediately cursed at the stone throne in front of the Sky Pillar: "Fuck, you cheated and have no moral integrity!"

Unfortunately, Champion Sibag's voice was quickly drowned out by the loud explosion.

"boom--"

Woohoo!

The wind howled.

The terrifying mushroom cloud rose again.

The energy fluctuations of metal mixed with electricity were like a torrent, constantly bombarding and spreading around.

The sky and the earth were dark.

That pirated self-destructing Magneto exploded again...

Although the power was much smaller than the previous [Big Self-Destruction], it was enough to kill Sibag's two low-health elves.

The aftermath dissipated.

In the audience, many trainers looked up blankly, and many of them had a layer of white ash on their bodies and heads.

There is still a buzzing sound in my ears.

The successive explosions made everyone tremble with fear and grit their teeth in hatred.

Similar to Sibag's final thoughts, many people felt that Shinto and the others were playing tricks, otherwise how could a normal elf perform two [big self-explosions] in such a short period of time?

Most of the trainers in the Western Pokemon League rushed forward to rescue their old champion, while the rest were just talking nonsense.

"Shit! How can we have a proper fight like this? If you want to cheat, just say so!"

"Although it's not fair for the Xibag Champion to change his Pokémon midway, it's even more outrageous that you hid two cloned Magnetos at once!"

"Why waste time talking to them? Just fight!"

A few moments.

The roars from the audience were like thunder. Many trainers exploded in despair, jumped down from the stands, and released their Pokémon, ready to start a massive fight.

Facing the crowd's rampage, Shinto remained calm.

Countless people wearing masks walked out from the back of the ring.

Similarly, as everyone released the elves, countless identical elves were copied on the arena.

"Puff... puff..."

The deepest part directly below the ring.

There are things that look like blood vessels in the human body crisscrossing each other, and there are countless things like cells flowing rapidly in them.

When a new elf appears on the ring, these cell tissues will condense together and then form an individual elf, which will be transported to the ring like an embryo.

There are several trees of the world's origin hidden under this arena. This is the secret of Shinto and his team's rapid replication of elves!

Of course, as the organizer of the game, according to Shinto's spirit, he naturally disdains to copy two elves at the same time and do something that ruins the fun.

The reason why Magneto could self-destruct for the second time was entirely because of its trainer, Azef.

When this guy was in Zhongdu, he had the ability to control the elves that died in battle. Now that he is under the command of Shinto, his methods have become even more bizarre and unpredictable.

People who are familiar with Ajef will find that there seems to be something wrong with his current condition.

Although his facial expressions remained the same as before, he was always grinning and making strange "hehehe" sounds from time to time, but he never uttered a single human word throughout the entire process, and his mental state seemed to be similar to that of Daxizi.

Shinto did not respond.

He allowed many trainers to misunderstand him, and then fought desperately with his subordinates and copy Pokémons. He remained calm throughout the whole process, as if looking down on everyone.

"It's a mess, it's all a mess!"

"No, this will fall right into the enemy's trap!"

The speakers sitting in the major alliances kept giving instructions to everyone on the communicator, trying to calm everyone down.

The essence of this competition is a challenge from Shinto to "all of humanity".

Therefore, every alliance intends to strive for "stability" even if it cannot win.

How to be “stable”?

Naturally, it means giving up the small for the big, in one word: "drag".

It doesn't matter even if they lose, because what the world lacks the most is trainers. If this Shinto is really as scary as the rumors say, then what the leaders of each region hope most is that there will only be one round of competition every day, so that the competition can be dragged on for a long time, forever.

A situation like the one they are facing now, where a group of trainers are rushing forward all at once, is obviously the worst development they expected, so naturally they will be anxious.

"Stop! Quick, Judgment, call all trainers back!"

Through the communicator, Rodixon's anxious voice continued to ring in the ears of the King of Judgment.

Judgment frowned. From the very beginning, she had released Lucario and tried to use the power of waves for telepathy, calling on everyone to stop the game, but it was completely useless.

Not only that, just now, the two kings of the Western Elf Alliance, "Freedom" and "Scavenger", also rushed forward.

Many trainers in their country have reached red temperature, and it is impossible to stop it.

"Damn it, this situation is really terrible. What happened? Why are these people suddenly out of control?"

Roddickson kept cursing the Western quintessence on the phone.

"Maybe someone here has the ability to provoke." Judgment looked at Princess Dui who was fighting against Alyssa in the field.

Both sides were concentrating.

Although the Blimwen controlled by each of them was not very big in size, when they combined their terrifying superpower moves, their aura was like that of two prehistoric behemoths.

The dazzling superpower light waves covered almost every corner of the arena where they were.

Sometimes it is like thunder, sometimes like a flood.

The elves' moves were evenly matched, and the two soon used their support abilities.