Chapter 324 Treating Dakdo like Japan and messing with him!
Chapter 324 Treating Dakdo like Japan and messing with him!
Chapter 324 Treating Dakdo like Japan and messing with him!
"How could this be?!"
Dakdo was utterly incredulous at the fact that Egui Pong had managed to knock out the Mane Rock Werewolf with a single blow; his seaweed-like hair had apparently gone limp with fear.
He stared in disbelief at Erguilan, whose face was serious but still had a cute expression.
The adorable Dracdoll thought it was a companion Pokémon with weak combat abilities.
But clearly, the reality was beyond his expectations.
"This Lycanroc is one I traded for from a powerful trainer at a high price! Why does this little Pokémon get away with this?!"
"Bonnie!"
Upon hearing this, Egui Peng puffed out his cheeks and picked up the thorny vine club again.
Why? Well, you've asked the right evil spirit.
Just because of that spiked club!
It is no longer the weak little devil that was bullied by Geodude when it was in Beishang Township.
Having followed Ze Shu for quite some time, its former abilities gradually revived within its body, even reaching an unprecedented energy level under favorable conditions. E Gui even felt that this was its strongest moment.
Although it wasn't fully crystallized yet and didn't have a face-shaping effect, with its outstanding effect, bullying this Lycanroc that had been sold by its original trainer and was unmotivated and slow to react was a piece of cake.
"While I don't approve of Pokémon trading," Zeki said to Darkor, looking at Lycanroc whose head had been slammed into the ground and whose body was twitching occasionally. "But since you traded it, you should fulfill your responsibilities as a trainer."
"Lycote is clearly a Pokémon with a strong desire to win, and it will do anything to achieve victory, even at the cost of its life."
"But now, it has no will to fight, its eyes are glazed, it doesn't react at all to the attack of the evil creature, and it was even numbly knocked unconscious."
"Is this still the Lycanroc described in the Pokédex, the one that gets more excited the stronger the opponent?"
"What kind of trainer are you—I can't even see the slightest encouragement for Lycanroc in your eyes, only doubt about its weakness."
Zeshu sighed and said, "With your trainer's standards, I'm sorry, you're not qualified to discuss exchanging Vulpix with me."
"No, it's not even just an exchange. You wouldn't even give me the Six-Tails to take care of for a day or an hour."
Ze Shu's denial was ruthless and blunt.
Dakdo's face darkened noticeably.
"You..." He gritted his teeth, glaring at Ze Shu, his voice hysterical, "Why! You say I'm not qualified, then what right do you have to lecture me! You're just an ordinary trainer who's a little older than me!"
"The fact that Lycanroc was knocked unconscious by your Pokémon just proves that Lycanroc is useless! What does that have to do with me!"
Dacto was clearly blinded by anger, and his words were not thought out.
Ze Shu was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore.
"The most important thing for you to do right now is to recall Lycanroc to its Poké Ball and then take it to the Pokémon Center for treatment," Ze Shu reminded him.
But Dacto was no longer listening to anything.
He roared and threw another Poké Ball. A flash of white light appeared, and a Pokémon with wings like a shell, its body covered in blue armor, appeared in front of him.
"I refuse to believe your Pokémon can handle it! This is an ancient Pokémon!" Darkrope roared, staring at the obviously Grass-type Pokémon, "Ancient Armor, X-Scissors!"
"roar--!!"
The ancient armor was enormous, and its thick claws swung across the air, gleaming with a grassy green light as they slashed towards the evil spirit.
If this cross-cutting motion hits, Dakdo is absolutely certain: this wretched little body definitely won't be able to withstand it!
"Bonnie! Bonnie!"
Without Ze Shu's command, E Gui simply leaped lightly into the air with his spiked club, dodging the ancient armor's swing. With a "thud," the ancient armor's cross-shaped shears slammed into the grass, creating a cross-shaped crater, sending grass clippings flying.
But the attack by the Evil Spirit was not over yet. Just as the ancient armor's claws slammed into the grass, it lightly stepped onto the ancient armor's thick arm.
then.
Eguilan raised his thorny club high toward the head of the ancient armor.
"Bonnie!"
Bang! !
The gleaming thorns scattered everywhere.
With a swing of the thorny vine club, the insect head encased in the ancient armor was shaken violently, its body trembled, and it lost its balance, staggering and falling to the ground.
Judging from his condition, he was probably on the verge of being knocked unconscious in one blow, just like the Lycanroc.
In contrast, Erguilan skipped back to Zeshu's side, flashing him a tangerine smile: "Bonnie~~".
A gasp of surprise suddenly erupted from the surrounding crowd.
"That's amazing! That Pokémon wielding a grass-colored spiked club!"
"This Pokémon looks like just a small, cute one, yet it wields a weapon like a spiked club and even bravely stands in front of its trainer to block attacks!"
"What an adorable Pokémon!"
"Bonito?!"
Ergui Peng was startled by the sudden burst of praise.
The commotion here was so great that it attracted many onlookers in the interactive park who were watching in astonishment.
When they saw that Erguilan had dodged the attack of the ancient armor, some voices of relief rang out from the crowd.
After seeing the Evil Strike hit the head of the Ancient Armor, cheers rang out from the crowd.
After all, the Evil Spirit has a pretty and cute face, while the Ancient Armor has a wild and untamed appearance. People generally don't want to see cute things attacked.
Moreover, many people could hear Darkrod's hysterical roar just now. His words showed no respect for Pokémon, and he even called his own Pokémon "trash"—such words would not gain anyone's approval, only disgust—at least that was the case for those present.
The bursts of praise for Evil sounded like thorns to Dacto's ears.
When Darkrope saw Zeki and the timid Misdreavus beside him, Darkrope seemed to have a vague feeling that this was the Pokémon that belonged to him.
Clearly, this person is willing to trade, willing to return his Pokémon—not just Misdreavus, but also the snow-white Vulpix and the Urgot wielding the Thorn Claw Staff—they will all be his. All this praise should be for him…
Yes! These should have been its Pokémon!
But this person called him an "unqualified trainer" and refused to trade with him!
Dakdo stared at Zeshu, his heart filled with resentment and various emotions.
"Ancient Armor, you haven't fallen yet! Get up and attack!" he roared.
But the ancient armor struggled to stand up; the dizziness from being hit on the head by the thorny vine club was still there, and its heavy body made it impossible to get up.
"What a piece of trash!" Dacto said.
As soon as Dakdo said this, the ancient armor, which was struggling to support itself, stiffened and froze. Through the red shell on its head, anyone could feel the helplessness and blankness in the ancient armor.
But Dacto simply didn't notice.
His eyes were fixed on the Six-Tails clinging to Ze Shu's shoulder, its mind preoccupied with what to eat for its next meal, and the timid-looking Dream Demon floating beside Ze Shu.
"Since you two good-for-nothings can't take my Pokémon away, then I'll do it myself!"
Darko's words clearly indicated that he already regarded the Six-Tails as his collection. Zeki was stunned when he heard this, as he had never heard such shameless words before—even more shameless than when he stole Hunter J's and Plasma Team's spaceship and destroyer.
But as he said these words, Darko took a step forward, ignoring the threatening look in Egui's eyes, and attacked Zeshu directly, his hand grabbing Zeshu's shoulder—the six-tailed creature that was unaware of the danger.
"This is mine!" Darko's eyes burned with fervor as he approached Zeju, his hand about to touch the Six-Tails.
At that moment, Ze Shu simply turned his body to the side and tripped over her with his leg.
"Kneel down first."
Not only did Dakdo lose his grip, but he also tripped and lost his footing, falling straight down, just as Ze Shu had predicted, to his knees. His head hit the ground like a dog face-first in the mud.
But whether Darko was stuck in a rut or his love for the Six-Tails and the Dream Demon was too strong, he quickly realized what was happening and knelt down face-first.
He angrily raised his head, reached out, and grabbed at the dream demon.
"Ummy?!"
The dream demon was startled.
In response, its pinkish-white beaded chain suddenly emitted a black light, and black mist gathered, enveloping Darkor's outstretched hand. In an instant, Darkor's eyes changed from the ecstatic joy of about to catch the dream demon to deep terror.
Then, his eyelids rolled back, and he passed out while still kneeling.
"Bonnie?" Seeing this, Egui quickly stopped the thorny vine club that he was about to throw at Dakdo, looking at the annoying bad guy who wanted to take them away from Zeshu with suspicion.
"Ugh..." The dream demon was unaware of what had happened. In her terror, she simply huddled tightly against the back of the tree, being comforted by the Vulpix patting her head.
"Ooh ooh ooh!"
It's nothing, it's nothing. You'll see a lot more if you follow Ze Shu. This kind of thing is nothing!
Six-Tails comforted Misdreavus like an elder.
"Ze Shu, what happened here?" At this moment, Xiao Lan anxiously squeezed in from the crowd. After seeing that Ze Shu was not injured, she breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but ask Ze Shu, who was observing Da Ke Duo.
Behind her followed Higana, who was struggling to walk with large bags and bundles, and was being mocked by Hoopa and Dream for being too lame.
"Hmm, it seems that Darko has been infected by the special ability of the Dream Demon and has entered a nightmare state." Ze Shu said, looking at Darko's terrified face and convulsing body.
"Dakto? Who...is he?" Little Blue was still confused.
"Bonnie!" Hearing Xiao Lan's question, Ergui angrily barked twice.
"This is a bad guy who wants to steal the Vulpix and the Misdreavus! Hoopa thinks he's really bad too!" Hoopa translated for Blue.
After hearing this, Xiao Lan's expression turned serious. She took out a pair of handcuffs she carried with her and said, "Ze Shu, let's arrest this kind of person!"
Little Blue was about to handcuff Dakdo.
But at that moment, Dakdo, trapped in a nightmare, shuddered, and a puddle of water spread from his pants. Seeing this, Xiao Lan stopped, her expression strange: "Did you pee your pants?"
Ze Shu sighed, "Don't touch him. Let him come out of his nightmare state."
No one knows what Dakdo was dreaming about, but his face was filled with extreme terror, and his body twisted and turned unnaturally, in a strange posture.
Ze Shu never expected that the power of this dream demon nightmare would be so strong, which even scared Dakdo so much that he wet himself.
He also experienced two nightmares.
But Zeshu felt that it was really nothing special.
One time he burned the world, turning that nightmare into Darkrai's nightmare; and another time, it was a mix of fairy tales that weren't really scary—though for Sabrina, it should be considered a nightmare.
"Dream Demon, can you release him?"
Ze Shu asked Meng Yao, but saw Meng Yao's bewildered and timid expression.
Hoopa, on the other hand, enthusiastically raised his hand, shouting, "Hoopa can do it! Hoopa can do it! It's just waking this person up from a sleeping state! That's a piece of cake for Hoopa!"
Ze Shu decided to let Hoopa show his skills: "Then you go ahead."
Upon hearing this, Hoopa excitedly summoned the ring: "Lao Lao!"
The ring appeared like an angel's halo as Dakdo ascended into the air. With a "whoosh" from Hoopa, the ring suddenly swelled up, and then, a torrent of cold seawater appeared out of thin air from the ring's opening, crashing onto Dakdo's body!
"This is the seawater inside the northernmost glacier, it's very cold—this is knowledge Hoopa learned from a science magazine that kids love to read. The further north you go, the colder the temperature! Of course, the seawater is cold too! Hehe! Aren't I smart!"
But the splashing cold water on Dakdo only made his face even paler and added a chilling sensation to his trembling body; it did not wake him up.
"Huh? Even this can't wake you up? You're even lazier than Dream!" Hoopa exclaimed in surprise, looking at the soundly sleeping Darko. "But Hoopa has another way! Let's go!"
The ring above Dakdo stopped spewing out cold water. After a while, streams of foul-smelling, purplish-black, murky water flowed from the ring and dripped onto Dakdo.
A foul stench emanated from the air.
Several sounds of retching could be heard around them.
Ze Shu couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"This is the stagnant water from the world's smelliest sewer!" Hoopa muttered, covering his nose. "I read about it in a magazine that most Pokémon like to read! Apparently, the Grimer born in that sewer is the strongest Grimer in the world, and it's sought after by Poison-type Trainers all over the world!"
Ze Shu: "————"
Hoopa is treating Dakdo like a Japanese person.
"From now on, without my permission, Hoopa, you can't take this thing over."
Hoopa scratched his head: "Hehe, okay! Hoopa thinks it smells awful too!"
But the power of this biochemical weapon that could cause physical nausea was no joke. Dakdo, who was covered in it, was suddenly awakened from his nightmare by the stench.
The first thing he did after opening his panicked eyes was to vomit, vomit repeatedly.
"Ugh~~~"
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