The Rockets of the Spirits Start

In front of many officials of the Orange Alliance, Nobunaga walked up the stairs vigorously like the wind, reached the roof of the building and stretched out his hand to release the forked bat.

Calmly looking at the bright and shining moon in the sky, his body flashed and jumped onto the back of the forked bat, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a low voice:

"Let's go, go to the Tianguan Mountain, which is said to be the origin of the world. I want to see with my own eyes what kind of power that Chi Ri said can destroy the world."

The forked bat crawling on the iron-wood floor of the roof heard Nobunaga's domineering and confident whispering order, then raised his head to reveal his sharp fangs, and gently waved his black purple wings to rise into the air.

Unleashing the aura of a champion elf, he uttered a roar that announced to the world, and then flew towards the Sinnoh Continent in the northeast of Little Orange Island.

And at the moment, Kona, who was sitting in Nobunaga's office and was still flipping through the information of the Galaxy team, heard the low-pitched tearing cry of the forked bat outside.

On her fair and red cheeks, she couldn't help but add a smile called 'trust', just like the proud roar of the forked bat just now, completely swept away the nascent haze in her heart.

The champion of the poison system, the world's most powerful combat power, also possesses an extremely fast forked bat.

Nobunaga, who can force the Kanto Alliance to submit to soft negotiations, does have the indulgent power of "the world is so big, I can go as much as I want".

...

However, at the same time.

The Sinnoh area, located at the foot of the Tianguan Mountains, is recognized as the town with the longest history and the second-last most populous town on the entire mainland. It is located in the central ancestral hall of Shenhe Town.

Twenty-two townspeople inherited from the ancient temple, together with the Sinnoh champion Sirona, and the dragon four-day king Doracena who is allied with Carlos.

All under the leadership of Sirona's grandmother, Dr. Mustard Lan, in accordance with the standards and rules derived from ancient prayer ceremonies.

In turn, they respectfully worshiped the clay statue of Arceus who was enshrined on the altar.

As the ever-bright yellow and white candles illuminate the ancestral hall, they are fiddled with by the night breeze, and the tense and precious time is quietly passing by.

Dr. Jie Zilan, who led the survivors of the temple and quietly completed the overall worship, lifted his knees from the Vajra futon with difficulty.

Turning around and looking solemnly at the bottom of the steps, according to the bloodline hierarchy, the silent people who quickly kneeled and stood up said in a calm and clear voice:

"People of the gods, a new round of world-ending disasters is about to occur in the place of origin, and the important task of protecting and continuing the destiny of mankind is once again on us."

After hearing Dr. Jie Zilan's words and understanding the so-called meaning of the catastrophe of annihilation, the pupils of the young and old standing under the steps suddenly shrank.

But their sad eyes soon became firm again, and they clenched their right fists halfway to their chests.

Turning to Dr. Mustard Lan, who was wearing a priestly costume, and the statue of Arceus behind her, he raised his head and shouted loudly:

"The remnant of God, do not hesitate!"

The dignified atmosphere suddenly enveloped the entire ancestral hall, and I felt the indestructible power of faith of the townspeople and their strong will to bear the pain of the world voluntarily.

Dr. Jie Zilan didn't waste any more time, picked up the gemstone scepter that symbolized orthodox theocracy, walked to the steps, and said calmly:

"Currently, the remnants of Team Rocket led by Lance are threatening the envoys of God, Palkia, Dialga, and Giratina at the top of Tianguan Mountain."

"Destroy the passage to dig the sleeping place, and build an altar to wait for the return of their leader Banmu."

"…Um."

"Sirona, Dorasena, the task of completely clearing the Rockets and rescuing the God's Messenger is left to you two, hurry up now.

"

The two most dazzling members of the younger generation of the temple, upon hearing Dr. Kazilan's order, could not help showing a little hesitation in their eyes.

After all, the Galaxy team, which has always been hiding in the shadows and manipulating this world change behind the scenes, is the chief culprit of this catastrophe.

Their two high-ranking champions and heavenly kings naturally understand it best, even better than anyone else.

However, under Dr. Mustard Lan's tough eyes, whether it is Sirona, who is her granddaughter and the next priest of the temple, or Doracena, who was once sent to the Carlos area by him.

The body didn't stop at all, and he didn't dare to say any words to reject the High Priest of Mustard Orchid and arrange them to a relatively easy battlefield.

Staring respectfully at the statue of the creator god Arceus exiting the ancestral hall, Sirona and Doracena, who looked at each other heavily, raised their hands and released their flying elves, and quickly disappeared into the dark night.

…

Waiting until the young and strong people of the temple survivors, all under the orders of Dr. Mustard Lan, accepted different tasks with a firm expression and went to various places in Sinnoh.

In the solemn and solemn ancient ancestral hall, there are only old men and women who are over seventy years old, and their eyes are full of wisdom and light.

The hard face gradually softened, and Dr. Mustard Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and then put the wooden scepter inlaid with four gemstones of different colors back on the stand on the high platform of the Arceus statue.

And removed the traditional attire of the high priest of the temple, glanced at the only nine clansmen left in front of him in turn, the nine partners he had known since childhood, and said softly with apologetic tone:

"The survivors of the temple have lost too many people. I don't want any young people to participate in this battle that is about the life and death of Sinnoh Continent."

"At least until all the elders are dead, my own selfish desires do not allow it. Zhulan and the others, the seeds of the younger generation, should take responsibility for taking over from the elders before they have fully grown."

After all, he looked at the clansmen who comforted him with understanding eyes, and the biting land shark who got out of the poke ball at some point and patted his back with shark wings.

Dr. Mustard Lan, who was clear that he was not waiting for me now, immediately put away his personal emotions and returned to his previous state of iron-blooded and serious priest.

While taking the lead to walk to the gate of the ancestral hall, a solemn look appeared on his face, and he explained carefully word by word:

"The Guandu Continent has the protection of Celebi and Howang, the Fengyuan Continent has the people of meteors who can summon the Rift Seat to descend, and the Orange Islands also have the beliefs needed by the Prince of the Sea, Manafei, and Rogia."

"Under the watchful eyes of Kyurem in the Hezhong area, Kigard in the Carlos area has already recovered and is recovering the power scattered in various places, and Alola has the blatant guardianship of the glorious god Necrozma. "

"Only Galar, a newly joined alliance, has not revealed the true details, but there is absolutely no way they are not backed by divine beasts."

"So the alliances in various regions will definitely temporarily withdraw from the matter and sit on the sidelines, waiting for the moment when the battle situation is anxious to the most critical moment, and then enter the field as a savior."

After clarifying the filth within the alliance, Dr. Mustard Lan stepped slowly on the back of Lie Lu Shark, deeply imprinting the ancestral hall in front of him into his mind, and said to everyone in an unusually calm voice:

"The fate of whether the Sinnoh Continent is independent or not is now in the hands of our group of people."

— Pause for two seconds.

"The elders of the four elves, who are all champions, followed me directly to the home of the Galaxy team in Celebration City."

"Others, guided by intelligence, went to destroy factories that manufactured evil brainwashing devices."

"Yes, obey!!!" ×9