Pokémon: I work for Arceus

Carrying his bag on his back, Zoroa walked through the forest without any physical exertion, knowing that every second of delay could put the clouds in a more dangerous situation, but in the endless evergreen forest, it was as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack to pinpoint the location of the clouds.

Zoroa's heart was beating so hard that it was as if a mad beast was trapped inside and rampage, refusing to stop until it was smashed to pieces.

Dazed, helpless, pitiful, weak.

Now Zoroa is like a lost lamb, running around with instinct.

As you move forward, the scene changes, but darkness has long been the only tone of the surrounding environment, and the deeper you go, the more eerie it becomes.

The green leaves lost their original verdant green, turned gray, and the trees were covered with a layer of cold stones, lifeless.

Hideous Pokémon petrified sculptures can be seen everywhere, and the miserable appearance is shocking, which makes Zoroa creepy and excited, and a sense of foreboding fills his body.

"Where's the cloud, where are the clouds! Gotta find him quickly!

Zoroa's roar echoed through the silent forest, and this time, there were no startled bobos, or dark ravens, for they could no longer fly freely.

"Southwest location."

As if in response, an ethereal voice reached Zoroa's head.

With a stumbling stumble, Zoroa fell to the ground without standing firm and changed back to his original appearance.

"Who? Whose voice is this?

Zoroa looked around, and there was a dead silence, save for a few mournful and shrill birdsong in the sky.

"The southwest location of the center, I don't want to say it a second time."

The ethereal voice rang out again, and no response was made to Zoroa's calls.

"No matter!"

Zoroa didn't have time to figure out the source of the sound, so he turned into a statue and picked up his backpack and flew southwest, what it didn't know was that for a moment, Arceus's handheld in the backpack shone brightly, and then it was as dim as ever.

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

Mo Yun had thought that a protagonist like him might be killed by the Yakon Rift and the Scream of Time and Space in the fight to stop Palukia and Dialuka.

Or when the two old rivals of the primordial return to Groudor and Gaioca fight each other, they are finally hit by the Sword of the Cliff and the Root Wave and turned into ashes.

Or bravely fight against the Black and White Dragon, Kyurem, Sun and Moon God, Neklozma, Ultimate Beast, and other mythical beasts and phantom beasts.

But he never thought that he would die in hand-to-hand combat with humans, it was too much of a bag.

Mo Yun grinned and squeezed out a wry smile, without the handheld by his side, the so-called life-saving hair would not work.

She Si has more than a dozen scars on his body, large and small, which is Mo Yun's masterpiece.

His face was so gloomy and terrifying, a little kid was so difficult, he even had the idea of summoning a Pokémon just now, it was a great shame!

Fortunately, the final winner is him.

Mo Yun fell to the ground and looked up at the back, Li Ze and Nightform fell into a bitter battle, almost all of the Pokémon lost their ability to fight, and even they themselves hung up their colors, fortunately, the black-robed man did not mean to take their lives, just stood by and laughed at their incompetence.

There were several shrill birdsongs in the sky, and it was the angry Ipeltar.

Looking at the Poké Ball hanging quietly on his waist and the Green Vine Snake that fell to the ground and was seriously injured, Mo Yun rekindled his fighting spirit out of nowhere, and his strength poured into his limbs again.

Swinging to his feet, Mo Yun fearlessly assumed a fighting stance again.

"Protect your partners, protect your family, hehe, when did I become so much like the male protagonist in the hot-blooded anime..."

She Si was completely annoyed after a short stunned moment, if Mo Yun wasn't still useful to them, he would have been a killer a long time ago!

But he didn't say that he wouldn't give Mo Yun a memorable lesson, as long as he stayed alive.

Pressing the joints creaked, She Si didn't plan to keep his hands this time.

Faced with the huge figure full of oppression, Mo Yun did not back down, but mobilized the ice energy and spiritual power of his whole body, as soon as he came into contact with She Si, he injected all the energy into his body, and wanted to gnaw on his hard bone, how could he break a few teeth!

Just as She Si's fist was about to hit the ink cloud, a rattan whip grabbed She Si's foot and stopped him from moving forward.

Dragging the injured body, the green vine snake gritted its teeth and exerted all its strength, and the snake pupils that looked at Mo Yun were full of determination...

She Si's expression instantly turned hideous, and he stomped on the weak rattan whip with one kick, and then continued to attack Mo Yun.

His heart was dripping blood, and Mo Yun didn't even notice that She Si's fist had come to him, and all he could see was the helpless green vine snake lying on the ground.

"Damn !!"

This sentence did not come from the mouth of She Si, but someone else.

An angry voice sounded in Mo Yun's ears, and he suddenly came back to his senses, and what appeared in front of him was a blue-brown figure, it was... Zoroa!

"Ahh

She Si covered his face and screamed, blood pouring out, and half of his face was soaked in blood red.

"Cloud! I'm late! Are you all right?

Zoroa's anxious, self-reproachful voice telepathically entered Moyun's mind.

Feeling the familiar way of dialogue, Mo Yun pulled his mouth and showed an ugly smile.

"Fool, what are you going to do when you come back at this time, we can't beat him."

In addition to the helplessness of the situation, Mo Yun's tone was more of an indescribable relief.

"Even if I die, I will die with you!"

Zoroa let out a loud shout, turned around and rushed towards Shesi, as long as he was taken down, the clouds would be fine! Guys will be fine!

A giant snake's tail suddenly flung out, sending Zoroa flying.

Rice Spoon Snake, Ah Bai Monster, and She Si's Pokémon have finally been summoned.

"Hey, corpses can be used too."

She Si endured the pain, leaving three extremely deep wounds on half of his face, and the person he was talking to was the black-robed man not far away.

"EMM, mainly interested in the energy in his body, whether it is dead or alive, the question is not very big."

The black-robed man had no idea of interfering in the battle on She Si's side, and after subduing Yezi and Li Ze, he watched with interest.

"Rice spoon snake, Aba monster, sludge bomb!"

"Swamp Leaping Fish, Hold on! Hackron, tornado!

Moyun reacted quickly, summoning the Pokémon at the same time as She Si summoned the Swamp Leaping Fish and the Hackron to fight back.

The Swamp Leaping Fish came to Zoroa's body and stretched out a dark green barrier to block the sludge in the sky, while Hackron rolled up a tornado and attacked Shesi.

Looking at Sister Snake and Big Brother who fell to the ground, and then at the pale trainer, the sluggish face of the Swamp Leaping Fish was instantly replaced by monstrous anger.

"Stay!"

Surfing, earthquakes, rock avalanches, and all kinds of moves are performed without exerting physical strength, and its target is the abominable Shesi!

"Zoroa, the Swamp Leaping Fish are holding them back! Hakron, go and save the green vine snake! Taking

out some simple healing supplies and food from the handheld of Zoroa's backpack, Moyun quickly regained his strength.

"Hmm."

The speed of the hack dragon, coupled with the containment of Zoroa and the swamp leaping fish, the rescue of the green vine snake went smoothly.

Holding the hand of the green vine snake tightly, Mo Yun couldn't help but let himself cry, but instead transferred all the remaining energy in his body into its body.

"Qingteng Snake, you must hold on, hold on."

It's hard to imagine what kind of torture the Qingteng Snake suffered during the time when Mo Yun was in a coma.

Is it to fall down and get up again and again, to stand in front of him to protect him even in the face of a strong enemy with a huge difference in strength, or to use four Flying Leaf Storms until he is exhausted and refuses to take a step back...

Mo Yun couldn't think of it.

Opening his eyes, the green vine snake saw it.

I saw the ink cloud that shed tears for it, and I saw the partners who fought to the death against the strong enemy for it.

Closing his eyes, the green vine snake felt it.

I felt the majestic energy that was pouring in and was breaking through the shackles in my body, and I felt the noble and elegant figure that had been appearing in my dreams when I was a rattan snake...

This time, though, it's not looking, it's not in a dream.

The light of evolution shrouded the green vine snake, and in the vast darkness, here, was the only light.

Mo Yun took a deep breath, his voice trembling a little with excitement.

"Monarch Serpent."

Saying the name word by word, Mo Yun stroked the green body of the green vine snake, which had become particularly large, and was full of emotion.

The light dissipated, and the evolved monarch snake slowly lowered its noble head and gently touched Mo Yun's head, and a rattan whip wrapped around his little thumb, as if expressing his emotions.

Needless to say, at this moment the Monarch Snake and the Ink Cloud.

Heart-to-heart.

Monarch Serpent