This elf world is kind of weird

Chapter 211 The remnants left behind by the times (7600)

November 11, Mingshui Town.

The formerly peaceful town along the river had now turned into a huge barracks, filled with the atmosphere of war.

More and more trainers gathered here, coming and going in the streets and the temporary camps, sending dangerous signals.

According to the information from the undercover adventure of the international police, the exact location of the headquarters of the remnants of Team Flare has been successfully located, which is in the wilderness about [-] kilometers west of Mingshui Town.

At the same time, the enemy's military configuration has also been seen at a glance. Except for the sabotage teams wandering around, the elite forces of the entire organization have gathered at the headquarters with looted materials from various places. The posture of a fight to the death.

Fighting against the entire Kalos continent with one corner, their strength is naturally far from that of their opponents, but... what is really scary is the details of the plan that has been hidden by the cunning Claire until now.

The entire Carlos, even if he has the genuine champion trump card, Xanadu's Carunai, who has broken the legendary boundary, will definitely not be the opponent of any regional god.

Not to mention, the strongest Zygarde may appear at any time due to Team Flare's conspiracy.

Fortunately, according to intelligence, there is still time.

The Flare Team hiding in the dark still needs enough time to completely digest the resources from various places, especially the black liquid that is mined like crazy, in a weird way that no one knows.

After knowing the crazy plan of Team Flare, Carlos Alliance, which has always been inefficient, began to dispatch troops with a strong sense of urgency. Materials were drawn from all over Carlos.

It is impossible to keep concealing such a large-scale troop mobilization.Even ordinary citizens are already aware of the impending rain, not to mention the eyeliner of Team Flare lurking in the city.

Following the covert intelligence network, the movement of the Alliance was also transmitted to Team Flare headquarters about a day after the operation began.

The Alliance is also very aware of this, and they are just trying their best to hide it for longer, and use this precious window left to gather as much power as possible to the city closest to the headquarters of the Flames, forming a quantitative advantage that is enough to trigger a qualitative change.

The trainers gathered here include not only experts from all over the world who were specially recruited like Philio, but also elite troops mobilized from the headquarters and various branches, as well as a well-trained international police special operations team. But even so, the strength that finally arrived was less than half of what was expected.

There is no other reason. Before the final fight, the fighting in various regions never stopped.

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At this moment, in the room in the camp, Philio was "invoking the teacher" to Joan who came to visit.

"I still remember the expression on your face when you told me that it would exceed my imagination that night, Joan. Facts have proved that it is indeed beyond my imagination, but not more, but less. You are an expert in reverse propaganda of."

Filio, who had been "cheated onto the pirate ship", crossed his arms and didn't speak harshly at all. His expression was as calm as ever, but it made Qiao An tremble for a while.

Even Nazi, who was sitting aside, felt a little weak.

Philio's "questioning" makes sense.

In today's camp, apart from the dragon king Dora Senna and the champion Karunai who has never been seen before, it is said that he has just recovered from a serious illness and was barely discharged from the hospital to come for reinforcements. .

Although there are many quasi-kings and above-level players gathered from all parties, there are not many strong kings who can really confront the top cadres of the Flame team. Those who can barely make up the number are no more than a dozen people.

This kind of strength is much stronger than the remnants of Team Flare who are seriously injured at this moment, but it is far worse than the expected overwhelming advantage.

"This..." Thinking of his previous rhetoric and the actual situation in the past two days, Joan knew he was wrong and was speechless.

"Phew...forget it, it's not your problem. It's all here anyway, so you can't give up halfway. You can only take one step at a time. Are you here to ask us for something?" With a long breath, Philio waved He waved his hand and changed the subject.

The slightly tense atmosphere gradually relaxed.

Qiao An felt relieved and secretly wondered why the aura of the person in front of her suddenly became so scary. At the same time, she handed over a document with the autograph of the alliance chairman.

A small-scale combat meeting was about to begin. As important combat forces and key intelligence sources, Filio and Nazi were also invited to participate after two days of rest.

On the way from the barracks to the meeting hall, Joan took the lead, while Philio and Nazi were slightly behind.

Feeling that Felio had been unusual these past two days, Nazi held his hand considerately and asked softly: "Is your mental state not right these past two days? You feel very uneasy, and you are still worried about this time." Something about?"

"Is it not in the right state? Um... no." Filio shook his head, and sighed unconsciously, "The unreliable big cat like Chaomeng is unwilling to help directly, saying that he doesn't want to interfere with human beings. He just said that he would rescue me in case of danger, and then he cut off the contact, and I can't find him now."

Before leaving, this dishonest guy also snatched several boxes of energy cubes and a coat that he himself liked very much.

The last sentence was suppressed in his stomach, but he just gritted his teeth silently, slandering a certain arrogant big cat.

"That's it, no wonder you're always nervous." Nazi smiled and squeezed Filio's hand, and said in relief, "It's okay, I'm still here, and it can always be solved. Daphne, the minister of the international police before, Didn’t you say that, according to the information they sent out undercover in Team Flare, even if Team Flare has snatched a lot of supplies from various places in the past few days, it will take at least a while to complete their plan of the bottomless pit. Just be one step ahead. Completely overwhelm their unrealistic madness."

Philio took a deep breath and clenched his fists: "The truth is the same, but in practice... I always feel that something is wrong, so I can only take one step at a time. I hope it will go smoothly. Wait for the matter here to be resolved. I have to deduct his rations for at least a month! It just so happens that the Violent Dragon’s appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and life is tight, so giving him food is a waste.”

It was the first time I saw someone talking to Chaomeng like this, and Nazi couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are you two fighting like children, can you be more mature?"

"How can there be grudges?"

"Obviously it is. He who doesn't need to eat energy cubes eats to satisfy his hunger every day, but you really don't give it to him. Aren't you afraid that he will get angry and beat you?"

"I'm not afraid of this big cat. Feeding him is a waste of my little training funds."

The two chatted with each other and walked across the flat and empty square.

As he spoke, there seemed to be an invisible eye looking down from the distant sky, with a deep gaze and a hint of irritation.

But it's too far away to notice, let alone see, maybe it's just an illusion.

In the forest to the east of Mingshui Town, a strange figure stood among the lush trees.

The tall body and solid muscles make a long windbreaker worn short and pouty, which is very funny.

"Gaba, Gaba..."

The crystal clear energy cube was chewed like a jelly bean, and it bottomed out in a blink of an eye.

The iron box was thrown away and disappeared into the air.

"Humph……"

Having a feeling for Phileo's choreography, Chaomeng snorted coldly, tightened his clothes, and walked angrily towards the depths of the woods, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Not participating in human disputes has been his absolute rule since the day he was born, and it is also part of his self-identity as a Pokémon.

Even humans with a good relationship cannot make him make an exception on this bottom line issue.

But... for the sake of cooking for myself, I can save his life.

Carlos's legendary Pokémon is nothing but a guy like that stupid deer. In front of the powerful and invincible Mewtwo, he is just a chicken and a dog.

Only that guy who has never seen the world would be frightened. He is really hopeless.

Thinking like this, Chaomeng, who was hiding in the deep forest, grasped the indestructible magic weapon - the superpower spoon condensed with his own original power, and showed a rather complacent and conceited smile.

"dong dong dong"

"Chairman, I'm Joan. Mr. Philio and Miss Nazi have already arrived."

Outside the door of the meeting room, Joan announced loudly with a serious face.

After getting the permission to enter, he nodded slightly towards his subordinates on duty outside the door, pushed open the heavy door, and walked in with Philio and the others.

"Card……!"

As soon as he entered the room, Philio's eyes suddenly widened.

As if he had expected such a scene, the chairman smiled and pressed his hands, and gave Filio and Nazi, who was also surprised, a wink, signaling them to keep quiet.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, don't be too surprised. Sit down first, and start the meeting now. First, let me introduce the basic task arrangement for tomorrow's battle. According to the information captured by Ms. Daphne and Philio... ..."

A combat meeting with a heavy agenda, but had to be intensive, opened in Filio's surprise, and got out of hand.

-

While various forces gathered in Mingshui Town, fierce battles were taking place all over Kalos.

Large quantities of crazy potions were dropped by Team Flare into wild Pokémon colonies across the continent regardless of cost, triggering countless large and small Pokémon attacks.

Even though the technology for mass-producing antidotes has been achieved and a large amount of drugs have been accumulated to prepare for emergencies, due to the hasty response, various places were overwhelmed for a time.

Because, apart from the riots of wild Pokémon, there are traces of the Flame team around every major town.

Headed by a small number of elites and cadres who left their names on the cross-regional arrest warrants, there are a large number of members of the Flame team who are either attracted by Fradali's "comeback" or dissatisfied with the status quo of life. Team members", harassing and sabotaging everywhere.

They seem to have mastered some kind of new technology, they can freely shuttle between wild Pokémon that are running wild, and they are not troubled by this kind of indiscriminate attack at all. most of the power.

As a result, the eight official gym leaders and most unofficial gym leaders had to stay in their own cities or support neighboring cities, and it was difficult to mobilize the strength of the alliance branch to support the final battle.

This is true even on the northwest coast where Team Flare's stronghold has been completely destroyed.

Such a result is exactly the goal of Team Flare's series of plans.

Invest all the accumulation over the years and achieve success in one battle, contain and disperse the alliance's power in a nearly self-destructive manner, and then place all bets on the final decisive battle.

The mentality of a gambler accurately grasps the alliance's response logic.

In the sea near Sala, an unidentified fleet is wandering around and has harassed the harbor several times.

The strength is not very strong, and the old man at the head is only inferior to Korni, but he never loves to fight, and advances and retreats like the wind, like a fly hovering in the ear, which is very annoying.

His identity has been determined. He is the vice president of the prestigious international shipping company in Carlos. He has been in charge of planning and designing various waterways for many years and knows every waterway in Carlos like the back of his hand.

Such a person commanded the elite fleet of the Flare Team, and their maneuverability was astonishing. The one-shot-and-run tactics caused troubles all along the coast, but there was nothing they could do about it for the time being.

Now, we can only wait for the more powerful troops directly under the alliance to attack, so that Kerni can find a chance to fight head-on.

In the sealed Fradali Research Institute in the city of Miare, a giant steel beast of unknown origin suddenly appeared unnoticed in the long-abandoned research institute, and immediately became active.

It is extremely powerful. Citron himself was injured and defeated, and even completely lost the ability to fight again.

According to the descriptions of the combatants, in the dilapidated research institute, it seemed that a figure who looked like the former Flare team scientist Kuseloski was seen, and it was only with the joint attack of the steel behemoth that Citron, who was caught off guard, was seriously injured.

According to eyewitnesses, the young new humanitarian gym owner was injured by a sudden sneak attack, especially his right leg, before he even had time to make a full-strength shot. The color is terrifying.

As a last resort, the Steel King Yan Kai, who was originally scheduled to lead the follow-up troops to Mingshui Town for reinforcements, had to lead his team to change the route and go to Miare to deal with the matter.

For a while, near the already deserted Fradali Research Institute, there was turmoil and the sound of fierce battles could be heard endlessly.

Reserve, Grant Peak, mountainside.

The cocoon of destruction that has been dormant here has been active for several months, until not long ago there were signs of recovery.

Although Team Flare's attack plan is crucial, investigating and quelling the God of Destruction's unusual movements is also a major event affecting the entire region.

For this reason, two of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Alliance, Pachira and Zhimi, came together.

With the experience of dealing with the God of Destruction, Pachira, who can be recognized by Him, is naturally the best candidate for such a task.

Zhimi, who is equally powerful but can completely restrain her in terms of attributes, is the key to reassuring the alliance's top management.

Although she has the experience of abandoning the dark and turning to the bright, Paqila's stains have never been completely cleared. There has never been a lack of distrust of her inside and outside the alliance.

Now, with the company and assistance of the three chief rangers, the official investigation of the [God of Destruction Resurrection] is about to begin.

Everyone looked serious, walking on thin ice.

Errands with the gods, without exception, are never simple.

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Team Flare headquarters, an underground base.

The hurrying remnants of Team Flare were carrying out their tasks in an almost frozen oppressive atmosphere.

Few know the final shape of a project that has taken years and is of unimaginable proportions.

Everyone is just performing their own small piece of work under the leadership of their boss, with a distorted psychology that cannot be described with loyalty and fanaticism.

The spirits of those who survived the tragic failure that year and are still alive today are more or less weird.

But among people who are highly similar to themselves, under the deliberate guidance of senior cadres such as Claire, almost no one is aware of this.

In other words, this subconscious neglect may also be the result of the efforts of Claire, who is good at manipulating people's hearts, and her loyal Shield Sword Monster.

All this is unknown.

However, what is certain is that Claire, who has been busy day and night for many days, finally stepped out of her office and conference room.

Under the reverent eyes of her subordinates, she walked through the corridor full of people, and came to the depths of the base where no one cared, outside the door of Fradali's room, which she had not seen for a long time.

The unkempt purple shawl hair is slightly messy, and the delicate face has almost no expression, just serious and calm.

But if you look closely at her eyes, you can catch a touch of fanaticism that is exactly the same as Damir's, no, it should be said to be superior.

At the same time, he also carries a certain sense of mission that he considers to be extremely noble.

With just one look, the two loyal subordinates who were guarding and monitoring the door simply retreated to the distance.

With no outsiders to disturb her, Claire silently tidied up her clothes, smoothed out her slightly messy hair, then quietly opened the door and walked in.

"I haven't seen you for some time, Mr. Fradali. Thanks to you, everything is going smoothly. Friends from all over the world are willing to die for your name and flag. Our ideal is only a short distance away from the final realization. It's the last step, and I will invite you to the scene to witness it, and that will be the last time between us."

In a simple but exquisite room, Vladali, wearing only white clothes, sat quietly on the sofa, listening to Claire's tirade. His eyes were full of himself from many years ago, and a strange sense of confusion filled his heart.

During this period of time, looking at Team Flare, which was quite different from the past, he was also thinking about whether his previous ambitions were correct.

Looking at the enthusiastic Claire, he gradually realized that the beautiful country in his dream seemed to be just an unrealistic bubble.

And it is a bubble that will make people fascinated by it, go crazy, until they completely lose their minds.

It is so beautiful that it can become the sustenance of everyone's heart, as long as he really desires and believes that a perfect future can be achieved through human efforts.

Even the extremely calm scientist Claire, who was obsessed with numbers and efficiency, has been drowned in fantasy, leaving only the distant bubble in her eyes.

"Claire..." After a long silence, he slowly spoke, attracting the searching eyes of his former subordinates, "Our ideal is to create a world without fights, rather than completely obliterating this world. A completely Even if the out-of-control Zigerd succeeds, it will only bring about the latter result, and that beautiful world will still not come. Shortness, bitterness, decline, and destruction are still inevitable."

"Perhaps, Mrs. Fradari." Claire nodded slightly, playing with her purple shawl hair, with disapproval between her eyebrows and eyes, "But the reality that belongs to us is only despair. Although no one knows what the future will be, we will always return There is [the possibility of some kind of hope], as long as we keep moving forward. This is what you taught me, and I have always kept it in my heart, but you seem to have forgotten it."

Fradari shook his head in pain, and his tone was bleak: "I'm talking about the struggle of life, not what you imagined, Claire. The communication between us may be too little and too one-sided. This is my fault." My fault. But what I want to tell you is that after the last time we separated, I have experienced many miraculous things that I cannot tell you, and I have also seen a lot, and this road will not work.”

"It's all the same, Fradali." As if a pain point was poked, and as if she was recalling the past, Claire was a little tired, impatient, or impatient, and interrupted Fradali rudely. No more honorifics.

I saw her standing up, walking to the desk, looking at an academic book titled "The End of Eternity: The Anthropological Significance of Time and Space" on the table, with a playful smile on the corner of her mouth again, shaking her head— ——She specially sent someone to buy it back secretly.

"Everything is going well with the plan, and soon, everything will be over. Whether it's the alliance, those little guys who went bad back then, or the old man who survived because of your meaningless kindness, everything It's all under control."

This time, her eyes were a little colder, just like the words she spoke, without any warmth.

"."

Fradali sat on the sofa silently, he had nothing to say.

The ideological differences between them meant that the two of them could not agree on each other for more than a few words, and what made him feel heavy in his heart was that the current progress of the situation was just as Claire said.

From beginning to end, this former subordinate who was once loyal and powerful but now has taken another path has no idea of ​​hiding anything from him. Every plan and information issued by the Flame Team headquarters will be on his desk immediately. One copy appears.

Claire let him know everything, but just blocked all his external communication channels, leaving him without any ability to participate in the plan.

Perhaps it was revenge for his "betrayal of ideals".

Passively watching from the sidelines, Fradali knew that the Flame team created and strengthened by him had been completely turned into a tool in her hands, and in a way that was almost self-burning, let those who were in the past burn because of blindness and ignorance. The people behind her, with almost the same logic, became the propellant of her crazy dream under their own banner.

However, regardless of the future, at least at this moment, her plan is still advancing in an extremely cruel way.

This scientist who advocates probability and numbers regards everyone, including herself, as numbers or symbols in an operation, as the most basic unit of information.

Aix and Huayi, the pair that once created miracles, are now in a bitter battle in Chaoxiang Town.

And his ancestor, the virtuous king 3000 years ago, was also facing a difficult battle in the outskirts of Shixiang Town.

Carlos is suffering in chaos everywhere, even the three people who are strong enough to be safe and secure have no time to care about others, they can only do their best to solve the problems in front of them.

After experiencing the disastrous failure of the one-shot game, Claire, who learned from the pain, formulated her plan extremely carefully, and also received the unanimous support of all core members of the Flame team, including "Stab" Akebi. .

The final battle and final calculation will be staged in this heavily guarded and impregnable headquarters base, and he, the founder of Team Flare, Fradari, can only be a spectator.

Both he and Claire knew that there was an undercover agent in this base, but they couldn't find out who it was.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

Until the end, only Claire herself and Fradali, who had deduced from the complicated information, knew the core information.

About the secret weapon full of madness and fantasy.

A "final weapon" reproduced by modern technology, full of traces of stitching in every aspect.

An ultimate turret with destructive energy replacing pure vitality.

A "splicing" that will self-destruct without a doubt as long as it is triggered.

It brings death equally, friend or foe.

The first to bear the brunt will be the woman in front of her, and she will be the one who flips the switch.

But he couldn't.

He could neither deliver the news, nor stop the madness of the person in front of him. At this moment, he was just an old man without any ability, silently waiting for the judgment of fate.

Even though he is not very old, he has been completely abandoned by the torrent of the times.

Silence, long silence.

The deathly silence is so quiet that it makes people panic.

Both sides know what the other wants to say and their reasons for remaining silent.

Finally, after confirming that she would not get the result she wanted, Claire sighed in disappointment, picked up the book Fradali put on the table, and left without saying a word.

When she reached the door, she turned back again and glanced at Fradali again through the combat goggles she had quietly put on.

No one knows what her expression is at this moment or what she is thinking.

Her lips moved slightly, but she still didn't say anything. She just opened the door gently, walked out, and then closed it, blocking the last connection between the two.

"Let's go back to the office. I need three hours of rest, and then I will execute the seventh phase according to plan No. [-], and the second phase according to plan No. [-]."

A faint sound came from outside the door into the ears of Fradali, who stood as solemn as a stone sculpture.

The remnants of the old era didn't move at all, only the corners of their eyes twitched imperceptibly.

-

In the early morning of November 11, Mingshui Town.

Since midnight, this small city by the river has entered into complete military control.

All daily life will come to a brief standstill in the next few days, and a chill will spread in the city.

The sky was still dark, but the huge camp in the outskirts was full of people.

In the temporary military camp, every trainer has assembled according to the pre-divided squads, squadrons, and brigade.

In the sky, flying Pokémon and aircraft cover each other, like a dark cloud spreading into the distance.

On the ground, combat vehicles and riding Pokémon rushed out from the gate of the camp in an orderly manner, heading towards the western wilderness.

A reinforced vehicle that was protected airtight was driving in the very center of the team.

There was only one person sitting in the back seat of the car - Karuna, who always lowered her head and looked pale.

Her hair was coiled up as usual, but it seemed to be a little longer in a sick way, and it was a little messy, even with makeup, it couldn't hide her weakness.

Sitting in the co-pilot was Filio, who had a calm expression and was not wearing a well-made combat uniform, but was wearing neat casual clothes.

The turbulent super power spread vigilantly to the surroundings from the first second of departure, monitoring everything.

He bears the heaviest burden on his shoulders - the chairman's entrustment when he left him at the end of the meeting.

The Carlos Alliance tried its best to gather as much power as possible, equipped with high-quality equipment that the alliance chairman worked hard to produce and accumulate in the dark, and headed towards the place of decisive battle.

After several years, the "unfinished battle" between the Kalos Alliance and the Flame Team finally sounded the clarion call for the decisive battle.

The unresolved grievances and grievances of the year will start the second round of entanglements this time, and will also usher in a real ending.