Pokémon Breeding House Starting from Pirates.

In the endless desert.

"Ah~ I'm dying. Is this place really habitable?"

Dak raised his head and frowned at the blazing sun hanging high in the sky.

He thought that with his current strength, he was not afraid of the heat at all, so a trip to the desert was a piece of cake.

But now he is honest.

The burning sensation of the sun on my skin hasn't diminished at all.

The only thing that is certain is that he won’t be sunburned to death.

The damage caused to his body by the scorching sun is not even as good as the self-healing of the power of Changpan or the energy absorption of the power of the earth. Even the wave power, which is not so good at recovery, can easily offset these losses.

"I can't take it anymore, Laplace, please pray for rain!"

Dark shook his head and threw the Poké Ball in his hand.

As soon as Laplace came out, she looked at the sun and it wilted. It was obvious that the high temperature of over 40 degrees made her very miserable.

"Woo~"

The majestic water energy gathered in its throat, and then a melodious and beautiful hum spread throughout the desert.

The sky, which was originally blazing with sunshine, quickly became dark, and dark gray clouds appeared from nowhere and covered the sky.

Wow.

The heavy rain hit the desert without any warning, and the dim yellow earth was solidifying and turning dark brown at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Yes! That's it! Let the storm come even harder!"

Feeling the rain hitting his face, Dak's mood suddenly became cheerful. He opened his arms and shouted to the sky.

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Laplace rolled his eyes at his mad trainer, then turned his gaze somewhere.

"Hmm? Have they all come out?"

Dak stretched and then looked in that direction.

In his perception, many weak breaths of life emerged from the desert like mushrooms after rain.

Although they are relatively weak compared to him, they are still a very large group in the entire magical world.

Specifically, there are tens of thousands of magic groups that are at least at the 'line' level.

There is no doubt that it is the elves.

The entire clan is made up of powerful magicians. Unless one is a magical race, it is impossible to reach this level.

As the darling of the world of zero-users, it is not surprising that the elves have such good magical talent per capita.

"No wonder the Pope had to unite other void magicians and the power of the kingdom. I thought he needed the four void powers to act as a key or something like that. It turns out he simply can't defeat them."

Dak pursed his lips and discovered part of the truth.

Even if you include those who have one foot in the coffin and those who are just born and not yet weaned, the number of nobles in the six kingdoms will not exceed ten thousand.

Among them, there are only a few thousand magicians who are strong enough to go to the battlefield.

This was because many nobles were just honorary nobles 'knights' who rose from commoners. They did not know magic, and at most had strong melee abilities.

If it is evenly distributed among the six kingdoms, there might only be one or two thousand magicians in the army of one kingdom.

but.

In war, just one or two thousand people are enough to constitute 50% of the army's combat power.

The magician uses large-scale magic to devastate the enemy and enhance his own side, which is quite exaggerated.

The remaining 50% is made up of hundreds of thousands or even millions of troops on the battlefield.

Isn't it too exaggerated that millions of people are not as good as thousands of magicians?

Not will.

Because those who can go to the frontline battlefield are basically mature magicians, that is, magicians above the "triangle" level.

Magicians of this level are already very good at using high-level magic for large-scale cleansing. One spell may be enough to kill hundreds of people.

Especially since 99% of these so-called millions of troops are common people.

What about the common people in the army?

He had never been able to eat enough since he was a child, and not only was he skinny, he had also never received any training. He was basically cannon fodder on the battlefield with only a low-quality sword.

This is also the reason why the Pope did not dare to directly use the Romanian army to destroy the elves.

Because they don't have that ability.

Their army seemed powerless facing tens of thousands of magicians, let alone fighting in the desert.

Needless to say, marching is a problem.

Unless one is a top-notch warrior in the world of sailing, such as Dark and Long, who can resist magic with their physical body, he will be really powerless in front of tens of thousands of elf magicians.

The fragile ninjas in the ninja world will also have a hard time facing these magicians.

Perhaps in a one-on-one situation, their expertise in assassination is more suitable for dealing with magicians, but in a group battle they would be helpless against a large number of mages, and they might not be able to get close to them without mastering some special ninjutsu.

Those elves seemed to have sensed the powerful water energy, so they were moving closer to check the situation.

According to what the clone heard when chatting with Tabatha along the way.

After the 'Big Bang' thousands of years ago, the elves walked out of the forest and moved their territory to the desert, where they have been guarding the 'holy land' and 'world gate' underground.

These elves have been in this desert for at least four or five thousand years.

Dak stood there quietly waiting for about a quarter of an hour before the group of elves came over.

There weren't many people coming, only about a dozen.

"who are you?"

The leader was a brown-skinned elf with long, golden curly hair.

He has some well-developed muscles on his body, but they are not exaggerated, just the right level.

"A visitor from another world."

Dak answered casually, looking at the dozen or so elves in front of him, his eyes became a little strange.

It seems that because they have lived in this desert for too long, the genes of these elves have changed somewhat.

In Dak's impression, the elves, who should be mostly white-skinned, are now divided into half and half.

Among the seventeen or eighteen people who came, ten elves had brown skin.

But one thing is equally exaggerated.

Every one of these elves is a Thunder Girl without exception, and none of them is lower than D cup.

He originally thought that only the half-elf 'Tifaniya' who lived in the forest and appeared in the original book was like that.

"So it's a racial talent."

"Visitors from another world?!"

When they heard such a word from Dak's mouth, they all took a half step back, obviously frightened.

"Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not from the other side of your world gate, but from another different world."

Dak thought about it and roughly understood what these elf girls had misunderstood.

"What?! A new different world appeared?"

"Could it be possible that a new gate to another world has appeared?"

"Should our tribe split up to guard the world gate?"

More than a dozen elven girls immediately believed what Dak said. It was simply exaggerated.

Dak didn't intend to explain, he just watched quietly.

Most people in this world think that elves are evil and cruel, but in fact the elves here are not much different from the elves in other works. They love peace and nature.

Dak didn't know who came up with this idea.

At least not the Pope.

Because this concept has appeared in the world very early.

It should be that those who had intentions on the "World Gate" in the past deliberately promoted it, intending to use the power of people all over the world to attack the elves.

But that person probably didn't expect that the elves would be so stubborn and have guarded here for thousands of years.

"What do you want to do here?"

"Nothing. Is Yashan, the King of Earth Element, on your side?"

Dark asked, looking in the direction the elves came from.

He has already felt the energy of the Earth Elemental King.

As a user with the maximum ability of 'Power of the Earth', Dark's use of this land is even more powerful than his opponent.

If Dak wanted, he could even control Yashan to do this or that.

But he certainly didn't intend to do anything to a native. Perhaps only his third brother could do that kind of thing.

"So what?"

The leading elven girl responded.

Dak glanced at the girl who was who knew how many hundreds of years old and shook his head helplessly.

If we really take these kids back to Pokémon Island, they will be cheated out of everything.

Of course, it is also possible that this group of elves are not stupid, but they are very confident in their own strength and they said it directly without any hesitation.

But Dak was more inclined to the former, after all, they believed his words all of a sudden.

"I came to invite her to settle in my world. Her old friends Iras and Shalasa have already decided to go."

Dark grinned and patted a Pokéball on his waist.

next moment.

The Wind King Iras emerged from it, circled around Dak, and greeted the elves.

"King of Wind!"

An elf who had obviously seen Iras exclaimed.

Ilas would visit his other three old friends every few dozen or hundreds of years, so it was not surprising that the long-lived elves had seen her.

Iras can also be considered a guest of the elves.

"Please follow us first."

The leading elf girl looked at Iras and then at Dak.

After frowning and hesitating for a while, he decided to invite Dak into the tribe as a guest.

Since he is Iras's friend, he should be trustworthy, right?

"Laplace, please come back first."

"Woo~"

Dark puts Lapras into the Poké Ball.

At the same time, the rain in the sky tends to gradually become smaller, but it will probably stop completely after the sun sets.

"Is that your familiar?"

The brave elf girl came over and asked.

"In our world, we call them Pokémon."

Of course, Dark doesn't mind taking the opportunity to improve his favor and export some Pokémon culture.

"She can make it rain?"

"Many Pokémon in our world can do this."

"It's so enviable."

The girl and her companions all looked envious.

Obviously, they hadn't seen rain for a long time.