Pokémon the Dream: Eevee's Journey of Change

"Bibi..."

Pidgeot never expected that the seemingly weak Eevee would dare to attack it.

The eyes of the Pidgeot were filled with astonishment and disbelief, and it was instantly panicked.

However, Pidgeot has experienced countless battles and has rich experience.

It quickly came to its senses and realized that it could not just sit there and wait for death, and that it had to take action.

So it quickly flapped its wings, trying to fly into the air and avoid Eevee's attack.

However, Donald was faster and jumped up like a flash of lightning.

It opened its mouth and bit the bird's claws tightly.

Pidgeot suddenly felt a sharp pain and struggled desperately to break free from Eevee's restraints.

But Donald was very strong and held on tightly.

Donald took the opportunity to pounce on the bird and knocked it to the ground, his sharp claws ruthlessly cutting open its abdomen.

"Bibi..."

In an instant, blood gushed out, staining the ground red.

The Pidgeot bird let out a miserable cry, revealing despair and pain in its voice.

As the blood continued to flow out, the vitality of the Pidgeot gradually weakened.

Finally, it slowly closed its eyes and stopped breathing.

After dealing with Pidgeot, Eevee raised its head triumphantly and looked at the injured Pidgeot again.

There was a cruel light flashing in its eyes, as if telling Pidgeot: It's your turn next!

"Ahhhh!!!"

The Pidgeot felt pain, and it flapped its other wing angrily and pounced on Donald.

Donald dodged nimbly to the side.

Then it quickly jumped onto Pidgeot's back and scratched Pidgeot's back fiercely with its sharp claws.

"Surrender your hands, and I can give you a quick death."

Donald smiled and spoke the most vicious words in a gentle manner.

I am the soul of Eevee, please come into my evil soul banner and have a chat!

"Would you like to be an elf?"

Pidgeot completely collapsed and angrily cursed Donald for not being an elf.

The last time he was bitten by Donald was the time before.

Although he had already anticipated that he would not be able to get around the huge mountain of Donald if he wanted to escape.

But Pidgeot really didn't expect Donald to be so mean.

It can be seen how much psychological trauma Donald's viciousness has brought to Pidgeot.

Now facing Donald again, Pidgeot is simply afraid. How can he hold on?

Pidgeot screamed in agony and tried to throw Donald off.

But Donald held onto Pidgeot's feathers tightly, not giving him any chance.

The scene was very strange at one point.

It's like a tiger fighting with a mosquito on the grass.

The tiger couldn't catch the mosquito, but the mosquito caused the tiger considerable harm.

During the fierce fight, Pidgeot kept pecking at Donald with his beak, trying to attack his eyes and head.

Donald kept dodging and fighting back, using his sharp claws and teeth to attack Pidgeot's body, causing it to be injured repeatedly.

Seeing this, Pidgeot began to fan the wind with his remaining wing, trying to blow Donald away.

However, Donald held onto Pidgeot's body tightly, unaffected.

Then, Pidgeot used its special skill - "Storm".

A powerful storm swept in instantly and surrounded Donald.

However, Donald was not intimidated. He moved flexibly through the storm, looking for opportunities to attack.

Finally, Donald found Pidgeot's weakness, and he used all his strength to bite Pidgeot's neck.

Pidgeot's throat was ripped open and blood gushed out.

"I can not be reconciled……"

Pidgeot's body twitched a few times, and then fell to the ground motionless.

The loser, Pidgeot, kept his hand out, pointing at Donald, with his mouth wide open.

Although he had died and could not utter a word, it seemed as if he had said everything and cursed very badly.

"Ibrahimovic! I'm not done with you!"

As Pidgeot fell, Donald wiped his mouth and looked into the distance, with a gleam of victory in his eyes.

He dragged Pidgeot's body aside and began to enjoy the delicious meal.

He first bit off one of Pidgeot's wings and chewed it in big mouthfuls, enjoying the delicious taste.

Swallow it in one or two mouthfuls.

"Well, I'm full and satisfied."

"Let's go play."

Donald licked his lips and looked at the many Pokémon on the plain.

"Go and test your current level of strength."

"woooooo"

A group of Kentaro were galloping across the plain, their hooves raising clouds of dust.

Donald was not afraid at all and rushed towards the Kentaro like an arrow.

He was still more than ten meters away from Kentaro's attack, and his eyes were firm and resolute.

These Kentaro naturally also saw the Eevee, but their speed did not slow down at all, as if the Eevee in front of them was just an insignificant obstacle.

They have only one goal, which is to rush forward. No matter whether it is humans or other creatures, they cannot stop them.

However, Donald was not intimidated by Kentaro's momentum.

It calmly raised its left paw, and the ground began to tremble slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a huge rock that was more than ten meters high and five or six meters wide slowly rose from the ground and appeared in front of Kentaro.

The Kentaro in front had no time to brake, and they crashed straight into the rocks like a runaway train.

Only dull collision sounds were heard, and the Kentaros were dizzy and fell to the ground one after another.

He was almost beating Kentaro up.

Kentaro's little butt turned red and warm. What a shame!

When the Kentaros behind saw this, they were so frightened that they spread their legs and fled in panic.

"Mom, Niu Niu, I'm scared."

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The knocked-down Kentaros let out a final scream and then fainted.

Ibrahimovic stood quietly by the side, its eyes revealing a sense of pride in victory.

It used its strength and wisdom to successfully defeat these powerful opponents.

Kentaro lost his ability to fight and Ibrahimovic won.

"so good!"

Donald licked his paws, still not satisfied, and continued to look for his next opponent (victim).

When setting out to look for his opponent, Donald did not notice that a miniature camera on a tree had recorded everything.