Pokemon: Team Rocket

The curses echoed on the mountain, but nothing changed, and Zekrom's huge body finally dissipated.

pat.

Ye Tong landed on the ground, watching his own combat power increase from 250 to [-], and then looking at the sad Kyurem in front of him, unconsciously, he also became sad.

"The thief system is too bad!"

"Jekrom, will you change me to 750 combat power? Wouldn't it be ten thousand times better for me to match Diablo?"

Saying that, Ye Tong hugged Kyurem in front of him, one person and one dragon, crying with his head in his arms.

Crying and crying, the voice gradually decreased, and suddenly, Ye Tong's voice sounded.

"Hey, something's wrong."

"Why is my neck itchy?"

Saying that, Ye Tong raised his head, stretched out his hand, and scratched his neck.

There seems to be something behind the right ear.

Ye Tong's actions also caught Kyurem's attention. When he looked up and saw Ye Tong's imprint, Kyurem suddenly froze.

This time, Kyurem stopped crying, stuck out his tongue, and licked directly at Ye Tong.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Ye Tong was licked by Kyurem's big tongue, almost drool all over his body, and immediately retreated to the back. Looking at Kyurem who still wanted to excitedly run up to lick him, he vaguely noticed something was wrong.

"What's on my neck?" Ye Tong asked, looking at Lao Ting who was on the side.

"call."

Lao Ping leaned his head over, his eyes wide open, he stared at Ye Tong's neck for a long time, and then slowly gestured.

I don't know, a black thing, maybe a birthmark.

"I'm pregnant..." Ye Tong rolled his eyes at Lao Tong, took out his communicator, and put it behind his ear.

After taking a hard look, Ye Tong was startled, a small black dragon circled around, it was Zekrom's mark.

"Damn it, Zekrom isn't dead?" Ye Tong made a sound, without saying a word, opened the system panel.

Ye Tong quickly flipped through the line of the elf column, and soon came to the bottom, a line of text glowed faintly.

"Czechrom: (seriously injured and not awake)"

"I really got it."

Seeing this line of words, Ye Tong was completely sure that Zekrom was finally subdued by him.

It's just that there is no way to summon the black dragon now, probably because the injury is really too serious.

But, it doesn't matter!As long as the black dragon recovers enough to be summoned by itself, it doesn't matter how much strength it has left, as long as it can merge with the darkness!

"It's taking off!" Ye Tong became a little excited, but soon, he seemed to feel something was wrong again.

"What do you mean by jihad reward?"

Ye Tong scratched his head, feeling that his body was obviously filled with a lot of strength, and then glanced at Kyurem not far away.

"Could it be that the system judged that Zekrom was dead, so he gave me a reward, but in fact, when the judgment was made, Zekrom had already agreed to surrender, so I also have his mark?"

"This, this, this, kill two birds with one stone, kill two birds with one stone, kill two birds with one stone??"

"Oh no no no, good people get rewarded!"

……

pat, pat.

In the plasma team temple, Quecchis came back, holding two bottles in his hand, with some radiant blood inside.

The blood of the black and white dragon, or in other words, the blood of the blood of the chosen one.

"The blood this time is enough for Akromar to create a higher bloodline fruit." Queches said, with a frightening gloomy voice.

Arriving in the temple, Quecchis seemed to have thought of something, and walked to the front of a house.

The door here was replaced with an iron fence, and the same structure was used in the house.

The fence was electrified, and it was extremely high-voltage electricity. Even if it didn't touch the fence, you could faintly see the arc flowing on it.

There was a bed in the house, and on the bed, an unkempt teenager was sitting there, with not much light in his eyes.

"N, what do you think this is?" Queches looked at N who was sitting on the bed, and made a sound.

N looked up and saw the two bottles of blood in Quecchis' hands. The blood on the right was full, but he had a familiar feeling in the bottle on the left.

As the chosen one, he can naturally feel what it is.

"You alone killed the black and white dragon?"

"It can only be said that he killed the black dragon." Queches replied, staring at N, "I found two substitutes and strapped them with bombs, and detonated the bombs when he inherited your blood."

"I still have to thank you, if you hadn't pushed me to a dead end, I haven't found out yet..."

"It turns out that the so-called supreme and the so-called divine residence are nothing more than that."

"So why did you tell me all this?" N didn't say anything, but stared straight at Quecchis, "You want to kill me and take away the remaining white dragon blood?"

"Not yet." Quecchis smiled, being exposed by N, he didn't even need to hide his true thoughts at this moment.

"That white dragon is the tallest, and the blood in his body is extremely weak. Compared with you, it's like heaven and earth."

"But fortunately, the blood is enough to support us to create a more powerful blood fruit."

Having said that, Queches looked at N again, and said with a sigh, "It's a pity, originally, I wanted to use these fruits on you."

"You think I'll eat those disgusting things?" N replied, looking at Quecchis with disgust in his eyes, "Disgusting, the same thing as you."

Hearing this sentence, the expression on Quekis's face did not change, as if he didn't care about N's sarcasm at him.

"Are you regretting it now, regretting being so reckless that day?"

Speaking of this, Queches smiled instead, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

"My good son, I told you a long time ago, sometimes, when you are not sure of winning, don't make a thing known to everyone."

"Don't be complacent." N shot back, there was some hatred in his eyes, "Do you think you can dominate the group by using those dirty methods?"

"Slaughter tens of thousands of elves, you are unforgivable!"

"The arbitration office is still here! You can't escape!"

"Hmph." Hearing N's words, Queches hummed softly again, "Arbitration office?"

"Son, do you think that I, like you, will do things that I am not sure about?"

"I've already known the news. Since Ye Tong rioted in the council, the entire council island has been shut down. The current arbitration office won't make a move at all."

Hearing this, N's eyes changed a little, but soon, he gritted his teeth, "Even if the arbitration office is gone, Ye Tong is still in Hezhong!"

"Ye Tong?" A full smile appeared on Kuiqisi's face. He turned around and faced N. Suddenly, he lowered his voice.

"To tell you the truth, Ye Tong is my final prey."

"The blood in his body is far more noble than yours."

"You..." N seemed to have thought of something, his eyes moved to the shadow behind Queches, and suddenly, he seemed to think of something, "You and them also have collusion!"

"My good son, with your wisdom, how could you not know this until now."

Queches shook his head and turned around.

After walking a few steps, he stopped, and seemed to speak with some kind of joking.

"By the way, I was wondering if there is something special about the blood on people who can give birth to the Chosen One?"

"Quicks!"

This time, Quecchis' words finally angered N. Like an angry beast, he grabbed the fence and shook violently.

"Damn you!"

Just as the roar was heard, the electrified fence had already transmitted the current to N's body.

N let out a low growl, but this time, he didn't let go.

White light gradually appeared in his eyes.

The phantom of a white giant dragon appeared behind the Chosen One!

"Sure enough, once the supreme one dies, you will have the power of the white dragon."

Seeing this scene, a stern light gradually appeared in Kuiqisi's eyes.

Seeing N roaring in the electric current, Queches smiled, and that smile, in this temple, looked extraordinarily ironic.

"Get angry, it's best like this."

"Rage will only keep the white dragon blood in your body active!"

"You don't have the spirit beads, and you can't change into a white dragon. This prison will imprison you here forever."

"And your active white dragon bloodline will allow me to continuously create more powerful fruits!"

"I will let you see with your own eyes, how I will change the world!"

The sound echoed in the temple, and the icy smell made people shudder.