Pokémon the Dream: Eevee's Journey of Change

Donald didn't hesitate at all and decisively threw the Poké Ball in his hand forward.

I saw the Poké Ball flying straight towards Psyduck like a speeding cannonball.

The target is about to be hit, the situation is critical!

At this thrilling moment, a huge Kentaro appeared like lightning.

He rushed to Psyduck quickly and used his strong body to block the fatal blow.

Seeing this scene, Donald's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile.

However, what happened next was unexpected!

The Poké Ball, which was supposed to continue flying towards Psyduck, suddenly changed direction in mid-air.

It seemed to have turned into a boomerang and flew back into Donald's hands at an astonishing speed.

Poor Kentaro had never expected such a turn of events.

It could only watch as the Poké Ball passed by it and then fell heavily to the ground.

Because the incident happened suddenly, Kentaro had no time to react. He lost his balance and fell to the ground in a mess.

Its body was covered with dust and dirt, and it looked very miserable.

At this moment, Kentaro was extremely angry, with rage burning in his eyes.

You know, it’s the famous “bumping into” Kentaro!

It has already mastered various fraud techniques and can use them with ease.

In the past, no matter which trainer threw the Poké Ball, it had never missed.

It didn't expect that it would fall into the hands of such a small and exquisite Eevee today, which made it feel humiliated and ashamed.

"Moo!

"(Niuniu, don't I have any dignity?)"

Kentaro roared in frustration, his voice full of resentment and anger.

Kentaro blew out two streams of hot steam from his huge nostrils.

Its thick and powerful hooves were paddling the ground restlessly, as if it was ready to leap up and charge at any time.

Donald raised his head and looked at Kentaro with a provocative look without fear.

It seems to be saying, "Come on."

The latter was completely enraged.

I saw that it was so angry that its eyes were spitting fire, its muscles were tense and shaking violently, and it was obviously on the verge of exploding.

If the tiger doesn't show its power, do you think I'm a sick cat?

Kentaro rushed towards Donald angrily.

However, just as Kentaro was about to get angry, Donald suddenly turned around and ran away!

He was extremely fast and went away as quickly as a gust of wind.

Kentaro was shocked when he saw this, but his anger prevented him from stopping.

Helplessly, he could only stare at Donald's speeding back and sigh helplessly.

This failure was undoubtedly a great insult to Kentaro.

It never thought that it would lose to a seemingly weak "short-legged" elf.

Along the way, wherever Donald's sight reached, it was filled with densely packed Kentaros.

The number of these behemoths is so staggering that it can be compared to the weeds growing all over the ground.

Rather than calling this place the Elf Plains, it would be more appropriate to simply rename it Kentaro Paradise.

Facing so many Kentaro, Donald did not dare to relax at all. He ran as fast as he could..........

Donald is on the run...

After an unknown amount of time, Donald felt increasingly uneasy.

It was because it was so quiet around there was not even a shadow of an elf in sight.

He looked into the distance and was shocked by the scene before him. It was a barren land:

The ground was covered with withered and dead vines, devoid of any life;

The slightly yellow pitcher plant-like plants growing beside the trees exude a weird and mysterious atmosphere.

An inexplicable fear and chill surged in Donald's heart.

He didn't know why he had such a feeling, he just thought the scene was creepy.

Donald's legs seemed to be nailed down and he couldn't move.

A fierce fire called fighting surged up.

The wildness in the body was aroused.

Donald took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He told himself it was just an ordinary place, nothing to be afraid of.

A feeling of longing lingered in him, making him want to release the power.

Donald began to wonder if this desolate scene meant that some danger was waiting for him.

Will those strange plants suddenly attack him?

The more he thought about it, the more interesting it became, and his body couldn't help but show a desire to fight.

At this time, Donald just wanted to conquer this terrible place.

The body reveals the desire for battle.

Suddenly, the ground cracked under Donald's feet.

Vines crawled on the ground like pythons.

The dense forest is full of life, the soil exudes a salty and moist smell, and the air is fresh and pleasant.

The elves shuttled through the woods, moving quickly and leisurely.

However, at this moment, the atmosphere suddenly became serious!

The Venus flytraps crawled out from the ground, all with gloomy faces and their mouths open as big as basins.

They leaped and jumped like a group of ferocious beasts, rushing straight towards Donald.

In an instant, countless flying leaves and sharp knives shot out from the body of the Venus flytrap, as dense as a rain of arrows.

These flying knives are extremely fast and carry a fierce momentum.

However, Donald was agile enough to intercept them one by one.

He shouted angrily: "What a petty trick!"

He stared at the unknown group of Venus Flies and asked sternly, "Who are you? Why are you attacking me?"

Donald was furious. He stared at the group of giant flower devourers whose origins were unknown.

Their attacks are organized and strategic, completely unlike those of wild Pokémon.

In addition to Donald's anger, there was a strong murderous look in his eyes.

"Suffer to death!"