Pocket Data Master

The pure black elf ball rotates leisurely in the glow, and every rotation exudes extremely strange fluctuations, as if it contains endless nightmares.

Gululu——

The dark elf ball attracted everyone's attention, like a bottomless abyss of dreams, making everyone unable to control themselves and become distracted.

This is the Nightmare Ball, a dream-creation created by a powerful individual who can be called the "Nightmare God" even among the Darkrai tribe, combined with the nightmares of countless people on the Seven Islands.

The pure white feathers along the road were dyed black the moment they touched the elf ball, and finally melted away.

This is the real power of nightmares, the source of nightmares.

"This is, how could you have such a thing?!!"

The pure black eyes of the King of Ancient Almia instantly rippled, and as the nightmare ball approached, it became ripples. Some kind of instinct that had been suppressed deep in the body began to stir up, and there were signs of turning against the guest.

This kind of situation made him feel a kind of panic that he had not experienced for a long time. If the instinct of the body revived, the best result would be that he would lose both sides in a fight with it, and the worst result...

He was banished to the deepest part of his body, a place of eternal darkness, and was eventually swallowed up, and in turn became the nourishment of his body.

Don't be approached by that Poké Ball!

Absolutely not! !

cannot! ! !

"Ah ah ah -" The King of Ancient Almia struggled to break free from the shackles of the fog balloon, but how could he break open the feather cage that Latias had prepared for a long time?

In the end, he could only stare at the elf ball approaching, and shouted in despair——

"No--------!!!!"

The dark ball containing the source of nightmares easily broke through the cage of feathers, and then merged with Darkrai's body like water and milk, and finally transformed into a simple ball with a black light that swallowed everything. The plain black elf ball fell into the charred grass, shook twice and then stopped.

Jack glanced around and found that only he and Dian were still awake now. The other people and Pokémon had fallen into a deep sleep under the influence of the Pure White Feather.

"it's over?"

He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief,

Then he looked at the elf ball in horror, what kind of ball was that?

Have the alliance's methods reached this level? Can you actually conquer Darkrai?

Even a body is surprising enough.

Then Jack looked at the temple again...

This man actually conquered Darkrai!

With this alone, the opponent can become this year's Trainer of the Year and become the cover character of the "Trainer's Handbook"! !

Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly found that the pure white feathers around him not only did not fade away, but became more dense, and the glow filled every corner of the surroundings.

Then Jack saw a horrifying scene. A cruel and indifferent face slowly emerged from the shadow under his feet. It was astonishingly,

The face of the ancient King of Armia! !

Jack was sure that he was not mistaken because he had been looking at the other person's portrait for several days.

At this moment, his scalp was numb, his whole body was hairy, and he took a deep breath.

The King of Ancient Almia, he, the other party, was still acting until just now! !

That desperate look, those desperate words, that desperate attitude are all acting skills! !

Is this really something that humans can do?

Jack felt a deep chill in his heart. He finally knew that the most terrifying thing about the King of Ancient Almia was not the unknown totem he displayed, nor the method he used to invade Darkrai's body, but...

A truly cold, heartless, indifferent heart! !

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

In an instant, countless pure white feathers turned into sword feathers and pinned the ancient King of Almia at his feet to the ground. Wisps of black smoke gradually melted away, but even so, the other party's expression remained the same, without any fear at all. , a feeling of fear.

Jack couldn't help but take a few steps back. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for him to imagine that a person could be so terrifying.

He looked around and found that almost everyone had a strange and terrifying black shadow nailed under their feet. The black shadows gathered and dispersed, revealing the extremely indifferent face of the ancient King of Almia.

When the palace saw this, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Obviously, his seemingly desperate behavior just now was just to paralyze them, so that he could parasitize them. After escaping, he would occupy the magpie's nest and snatch their bodies. Start all over again.

"Latias, clear them all and continue to maintain the blockade. King Wanlong from the Hezhong area will rush over soon to completely seal the King of Ancient Almia."

After he finished speaking, he took a breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. At this moment, the girl's long black hair was already wet.

Buzz buzz—! !

Following the words of the temple, the pure white sword feathers nailed to the ground suddenly vibrated, followed by countless rays of light that turned into flames and burned the black shadows on the ground.

However, as countless black shadows twisted and transformed, seductive words were also spread out randomly...

"The way to make your soul last forever, I can teach you how to invade other people's bodies!"

"A way to steal the power of legendary Pokémon using unknown totems!"

"What's the way to invade the body of the legendary Pokémon?!!"

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Both Dian and Jack's expressions were unchanged at this moment, and they turned a deaf ear.

I don't know what Jack thinks. From the heart, what the King of Ancient Almia said is very tempting.

However, despite these temptations, there is still the peace of mind that comes from completely eradicating and sealing them.

In the end, the King of Ancient Almia stopped talking after realizing that his words had no effect. Instead, he began to struggle with all his strength, and did not give up any hope of escape until the last moment.

As time passed, the dark shadow on the ground gradually disappeared, leaving only a face that resisted stubbornly. Finally, as countless sword feathers penetrated again, it sighed in despair and then disappeared into the endless glow. .

"Is it really eliminated this time?"

Jack asked with a wry smile but still had no idea.

The palace shook his head and scanned for a week, "Until several ghost kings take turns to check, no one or thing can enter or exit, and the blockade cannot be stopped. We must ensure that the ancient King of Almia is completely annihilated or sealed!"

After he finished speaking, his vision went dark and he returned to his body.

When Dian opened his eyes again, he was already standing on the top of a mountain. The entire mountain top was blocked by the alliance's trainers. The leaders were none other than King Wanlong and an old woman holding a cane. It is none other than Kikuko, the King of Kanto who is about to retire.

He stood up silently and saluted, then looked into the distance, a mist prison sealed by endless light and long feathers.