Pocket Data Master

Boom——

Boom——

The dark clouds were as endless as a black curtain, covering the rough and violent sea below.

The streaks of lightning that resembled dragons and snakes completely ignored the barrier between heaven and earth and destroyed everything.

The strange thing is that a silver moon actually hangs in the center of the black screen, cold and distant.

Endless silver light shines towards the huge flaming cruise ship below.

Wherever the moonlight went, the waves were smoothed and the fire was suppressed. However, the area it covered became smaller and smaller, and was forced back by the scarlet gazes.

Not only that, the ‘shady curtain’ was still rolling back and forth, as if an unknown battle was going on inside.

"Roar!!"

"Ho ho!!"

…

A group of huge blue Gyarados with scarlet eyes and black energy all around surrounded the entire cruise ship, making loud roars from time to time.

Looking carefully, it seems that there are some rational struggles in the eyes of some Gyarados, but their long blue tails containing huge power are still twisting and circling, creating waves.

On the deck of the cruise ship, a man with an R-shaped scarlet mark on his left chest, wearing white clothes and a sinister face, stood with his hands behind his back.

He was shaking a bright red wine glass with his white-gloved right hand, and from time to time he looked intoxicated at the storm in front of him.

"The giant waves, the thunder and lightning, the silver moon...all of them will surrender under the feet of me, Apollo."

Apollo glanced with a look of dissatisfaction. He elegantly took out a white napkin and put it on his right arm to wipe away the splash of scarlet liquid.

"You guys! Be more elegant when you work, don't you understand? Huh?!"

He glanced to the side with dissatisfaction, and then said in a chatty aristocratic pronunciation: "These are precious commodities, take good care of them."

He emphasized the product and glanced at the crowd squatting together on the deck with their heads in their hands.

Among them were elegantly dressed gentlemen, elegant ladies, frightened children, and trainers who were knocked unconscious.

Nidoking, who wore black iron rings around his neck and steel armor on his body, was patrolling around with a man wearing black clothes and an R logo on his chest.

"Warcraft!"

An old gentleman looked helplessly at Nidoking on the deck, "I knew this day would come..."

"That's a Pokémon, it's human... human..."

A child next to him was just about to say something when he saw a pair of ferocious huge blood eyes, the gaze of a Gyarados.

He immediately shivered and was held in his mother's arms.

"Warcraft..."

Apollo showed a surprised smile after hearing this familiar term. He didn't expect that in the Alliance era, there would still be people who knew this statement.

Warcraft, what a nostalgic name, he felt that this name was the right name for a 'tool'.

As for Pokémon, humans’ friends…

"Hehe, hahahaha!"

He couldn't help laughing wantonly,

Props are props, and this fact cannot be changed at any time.

After all, they are just props for Team Rocket to dominate the world! !

"But... As expected of Lord Ohara, you can actually create such a dark ball."

Apollo glanced at the black ball in his hand and could feel an unparalleled power contained in it.

"Everything is for Lord Ohara!!"

He solemnly raised the wine glass in his hand and drank it in one gulp.

Bang!

The wine glass was slammed to the ground, making a clear sound like a signal.

"Haven't you caught it yet?!"

Apollo turned around, his sinister eyes showing obvious dissatisfaction.

Bang bang!

Two members of Team Rocket pushed the captain in white uniform to the ground, "Master Apollo, our people have already gone to arrest him, soon, soon!"

The person from Team Rocket who spoke looked nervous, and there were drops of water between his ears and temples. It was hard to tell whether it was sweat or rain.

"Sorry, I hate inefficient waste..."

Apollo snapped his fingers gracefully, "Throw it down and see if our prop likes its taste."

"Lord Apollo?! Lord Apollo!!"

"Lord Apollo, I am..."

Without saying a word, the two Team Rocket members with cold and indifferent faces dragged each other to the edge of the deck, then ignored each other's pleas and threw them down.

Apollo listened to the whining and biting sounds in his ears with enjoyment, then looked down at another Team Rocket member, "What's your name?"

"Toya! Fujiwara Toya!"

Fujii Toya bowed even lower, and a hint of sinister joy appeared on his drooping face. Sure enough, as he expected, the trash was naturally eliminated.

"Fujii Toya..."

Apollo nodded indifferently, "Do you want to be the operations captain?"

Fujii Toya's heart suddenly suddenly changed, and his thoughts began to change rapidly. What did the other party mean by asking this?

Could it be that he noticed it or was he just testing him, "No, no, subordinate..."

"Haha, find the rats still hiding in the cruise ship before the moon disappears. You will be the action captain."

Apollo stepped back slightly with his right foot, lowered his body and patted the opponent's shoulder, "If you can't find it, you understand, Fujii Toya is the acting captain."

"yes!!"

Fujii Toya was ecstatic and took the order without hesitation.

During the night attack on the Crosser, due to the obstruction of overseas enemies who used mysterious powers, the operation captain and deputy captain were sacrificed in the sea. However, the great Lord Apollo turned the tide and eliminated all opponents.

Well, a little sacrifice and the use of the dark ball are reasonable judgments... Apollo wiped his right hand in disgust, he was a noble noble.

"Hehehehe..."

He waved, and then said to his confidants: "Go, follow, and then let him sacrifice bravely... in the hands of mice, do you understand?"

Apollo's confidant Alya, who was also dressed in white, nodded. This would maximize the potential for mobilizing the conflicts between the Rockets' lower-level personnel and ordinary people. As expected of Apollo, he made rational use of every resource.

Alia bowed and retreated, then disappeared into the cabin aisle with an armored Nidoking.

Apollo stood alone at the head of the Croce, his white clothes rustling in the strong wind. He glanced proudly at the silver moon that was about to disappear in the sky, and smiled disdainfully, "I thought there was one who could attract the moonlight." Can the moonstone stop my steps, Apollo?"

He stretched out his hand and gently grabbed the moon, "It's ridiculous. How many people in the entire Seven Islands can be enemies with my Apollo... boring."

"It's so boring..."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

Apollo laughed wildly, "The miserable shining moon, disappear into thin air under the light of my Apollo!!"