The rocks scorched by lava dragged the light tail down from the sky, intertwining the sound of explosion and the smell of sulfur. Many fire-breathing camels became the source of light and heat, pouring their power to the same target, almost condensed into a beautiful and murderous meteor shower in the night sky. For a moment, even the flames of the gods and the glimmer of the eastern skyline were overshadowed.

Of course, the people of Fire were not so arrogant that they wanted to defeat the God of Nishi.

They knew very well that the power of the gods who had been in the past thousand years and ordinary Pokémon was huge. Even if they gathered the power of the whole clan and used the rock-type attack that the flame bird feared the most, the actual damage it could cause to it was far from enough to defeat it. The gorgeous meteor shower was not used to kill the gods, but blocked the retreat path to the sky through exquisite trajectories, forcing it to lower its height.

As they expected, the instinct engraved in the genes made the flame bird subconsciously avoid the terrifying rock collapse. It converged the flames, approached the ground, and almost naturally entered the only safe area left by the flame people when building the battle formation.

——And the real killer has set out silently.

The flame chicken carries its own trainer and runs rapidly on the mottled earth, shaped like a red lightning flash passing through the falling meteor shower.

Many tourists think that the head of the Fire People can feel the mood of the Flame Bird through the Covenant Pillar because the Covenant Pillar is a special prop with such functions. But in fact, the Covenant Pillar, or the gray crystal that constructs it, only plays a role in mapping and transmission. The one who truly has the power of "reading" is the ability of the Flame People themselves.

Of course, they cannot easily feel the mood of others, or Pokémon. According to legend, the special abilities of the people of flame are given by the god of Nishi, and their powers are of the same origin and the ripples are consistent, so they can communicate with each other through direct contact. Modern people do not know whether the so-called "power given by God" is true, but at least the cases of "using power given by God" are countless in history books and cannot be fictional.

Taking advantage of the flame bird landing on the ground, the clan leader’s close contact with it and exerts his ability to soothe his emotions - this is the final plan of the flame people.

In the eyes of strangers, this was a dangerous move that was almost a life-threatening one, but the guards who were training at the time did not seem to think so. They firmly believed that even if Lord Nishi was angry, he would not face his tribe members with swords, and the facts proved that this was true-

If it hadn't been hit by that deprived of reason.

The situation at this moment was very different from what I expected, but the young patriarch took the risk without hesitation. He narrowed his eyes in the wind and stared calmly at the gods about to fall to the ground. His pupils and palms began to seep out of invisible light spots at the same time.

According to the plan, the flame chicken will break into the safe zone in two seconds and use its moves to break the flame surrounding the gods. The patriarch touches its feathers with his hands to establish a telepathic channel. The next second, the god of Nifu responds unprecedentedly fiercely.

When chasing the lightning, it turned a blind eye to the people passing by, but now it cried sharply as if it had been invaded by the territory. The violently burning wings suddenly opened, shaking a hot storm!

The powerful falling rocks were easily blown away like fragile snowballs. The effect of the storm caused the meteor shower to scatter around, and looked down from a high place as if huge fireworks blooming from the inside to the outside, making the dim mountains and forests shine.

The high-temperature flames were mixed in the storm, and the spiral spread and eroded. The industry only saw a dazzling red rushing towards us, and the air was almost too hot to breathe. The flame chicken instinctively felt the fatal threat. It opened its arms and subconsciously protected the trainer behind it.

The huge vortex of flame burned for a long time before gradually dissipating intovisible.

The high temperature air and violent smoke made the karma, located at the center of the storm, suffer from the pain, coughing so hard that it was dark, and finally recovering. He stood up staggeringly, looked around, and then suddenly stunned.

The land in front of me has completely turned black. Trees, grass leaves and flowers, everything in the jungle of the south has turned into indiscriminate black dust, scattered everywhere in life.

Almost all Pokémons could not get up. This hot tornado came too suddenly. They exhausted all their strength to protect the trainer, and even used their bodies as shields to block the attack of flames. The patriarch's partner, the flame chicken that he grew up with since childhood, fell in front of him, and his beautiful feathers were burned to pieces and his breathing was extremely weak.

Under the invasion of the fatal high temperature that can directly cause shock, the red-haired people inevitably suffered heavy damage. Some were trying to support themselves, while others were lying motionlessly without any sound.

The lava river flows over the scorched earth and winds towards the bottom of the mountain. Dangerous red light flows on the surface of the lava, imprinting on the dark color of the earth, like a river of blood in purgatory.

The young patriarch was clearly in the hot summer, but at this moment he felt a biting chill sweeping over his body. The Asu Mountain under his feet also seemed to have abandoned its residents and roared for the last time.

Perhaps it was because the shock wave of the rocks sprayed from the sky smashed back to the ground caused the collapse, or perhaps because the lava dome that had not yet been completely cooled could not bear its own weight, and the top of the active volcano completely cracked. The rock fragments mixed with high-temperature airflow and rolled down the slope of the mountain. The patriarch raised his head with great effort and saw huge gray and black waves in the distance covering the sun, covering the glimmer of the skyline.

The angry flame bird had already taken off the air again. It hissed and sang, spitting out deep red fireballs indiscriminately to creatures that were too close to it. The flames bloomed in the air in the wind and turned into a majestic large-font shape. The waves of rock debris were right behind it, dyeing the background color into a light-free dust curtain.

The flying speed of the big characters Blast Flame was too fast. He had no time to make any countermeasures, so he instinctively took a step forward and blocked the dying flame chicken behind him.

The next moment, he felt a flame that could take his life hit him. The world in front of him turned into a shrill red, and the severe pain instantly swallowed up the spiritual world. As soon as the despair arose, he was dispersed by another force inserted into it.

The white light lit up.

The pain of being burned by fire should make people faint immediately, but the head of the People of Fire remained awake with extremely amazing willpower. He even had the strength to think - he realized that the power in his body had not disappeared, and every inch of his skin was burned in the sea of ​​fire and healed; blood oozed out and stopped - just as a force of "recovery" was tug of war with the god's killing move.

The initiator's palm was firmly pressing behind him, supporting the suffering person to continue standing.

Xiaoye cleverly hid himself behind the clan leader, avoiding the frontal attack of the flames. The instantaneously raised temperature evaporated sweat, and his consciousness was burned to a point of shaking. The continuous consumption of the power of the heart made the temple tingling like it was pierced, which accelerated the arrival of the limit.

She knew that she didn't have much time and knew what she should say most at the moment.

It is not only for the purpose of conveying the power to those who can reverse the situation—but also for the deep sorrow in her long-standing memory that does not belong to.

"Mr. Ye, please... please 'save' it."

The voices of the stranger passed through the explosion of flames and the collapse of rocks, echoing in the clan leader's ears extremely clearly.

"Don't let it lose you."

The pain is infinitely extended human subjective feelings. In fact, the effect of the big-character explosive flame lasts for a very short period of time.

While the flames were extinguished, the hand that stood behind the karma slid down.

The slight sound of falling to the ground was covered by a crisp buzzing sound - the fiery red stone embedded in the clan leader's silver scimitar hilt was radiant. Its brilliance and dazzling, like flowing flames, and like elves dancing, sprinkling unstoppable to every corner of the scorched earth.

Every broken Mars in the world received an unquestionable summon. They gathered in a mighty way toward the center, like the clouds and mists of thousands of stars in the universe, and even the angry gods were dazzled for a moment.

And the next moment, the lava also changed its flow direction.

The viscous and hot liquid from all directions rose up in the air, hovering and condensed into countless twisted ropes. The lava chains wrapped around, bound and sank the creatures in the flames, and sank hard. The unexpected flame bird was dragged and smashed straight into the charred soil.

The sticky lava can only cause it a little trouble, but the god's struggle stopped. The bloody eyes in the fire were wide open, as if they had discovered something incredible.

A drop of water seeped out from the young patriarch's eyes and evaporated into aerosol before it landed.

Hundreds of years of living and dying together have left many indelible marks in the mind of the God of Nishi. For example, the people of Fire are tough, optimistic and fearless in their lives. Even if they are facing each other by their friends on the battlefield, they have never shed tears.

The hazy mist was also swallowed by the fire in the second. The clan leader's bright array of Maharaoh danced wildly with the blazing wind, and the corners of his clothes melted into the flames. Every feather on the crown of his head was permeated with a radiant light, like the red lotus flower blooming in the hot wind, almost creating an invisible sense of oppression; and lava and fire surrounded him, reflecting the surging anger in the red eyes extremely dazzling.

"Is it a patron saint to vent my anger in a place where I should protect?"

The dancing flames turned into a whirlwind, swallowing all the two figures. The Mars touched by human fingertips flew towards the magnificent light curtain, sank into the ropes of lava, pierced into the feathers of the gods - and finally opened the invisible passage that had been closed for five hundred years.

In an instant, everything in the world became extremely quiet, and only the voice of the spokesperson exploded.

"——Open my eyes and see the world in front of you!"

The rolling volcanic debris flow was close at hand. The huge gray and black waves covered the sky, wrapped in a loud rumbling sound, and the gradually weakening whirlwind seemed so powerless.

However, before the pyroclastic flow was about to swallow everyone, the hurricane rose flat.

The air blades were entangled with flames and danced in the air, and the interlaced red and white colors formed an indestructible spiral wind wall. All the ash was easily swept away, and the airflow containing the impact made the wall stronger - it spin faster and faster, and the tornado of fire finally rushed straight into the sky, burning out the clouds in the distant sky.

Through the night navigator's high-definition camera, people from all over the world clearly saw that the overly dazzling fire tornado destroyed the volcanic debris flow in the waist and swayed in the sky for a long time.

After a long time, the storm subsided.

The flame coat that symbolized anger finally faded away, revealing the true appearance of the creatures in it.

The bird has an elegant streamlined body, and its feathers are warm and light yellow. It extinguishes the burning flames of its wings and carefully surrounds the clan leader who has long been in a coma.

The red-haired people were lying in a ball on the charred earth. Most of them still had a clear consciousness, and were looking around in a daze, looking like they were almost glaring their eyes out of nowhere.

The extremely destructive pyroclastic flow did not hurt them a little.

The bird gently lowered its head and half closed its eyes. A tear overflowed from the corner of its eyes, dripped to the ground, shattering into countless colorful spots of light.

The rising sun wheel slowly emerges from the eastern skyline, sprinkling morning light on the traumatized Mount Asu.

It's dawn.

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On the eve of dawn, the Valley of Flames.

"Hey hey hey hey there are another group of small fist stones coming from the east. Come and I will take it on with you!"

While yelling at the top of his throat, Yongzhen did not forget to give orders to his Pokémon. For a moment, he wished he would turn into a three-headed Duduli. Heiluga rushed to the front line and smashed the rolling Little Fist Stones apart. The reinforcements he yelled at were also in a hurry and barely provided a wave of firepower support, so he didn't let Little Fist Stone face it.

Since the scorching fire lit up in the direction of the top of Asu Mountain, the god of Nishiyu appeared in the night sky, the wild Pokémon in the mountains ran wildly as if they were scared. Most of them just fled around, but some Pokémon, who were in a state of stress, were aroused to be beaten when they saw people, causing several chaos of people overturning their horses.

In order to protect the elderly and young children living in the Flame Valley, as well as their newly built new home, almost all those who could fight spontaneously joined the siege of the Flame Valley.

There were loud noises in the direction of the volcano, and accompanied by the fire that almost ignited the skyline, the earth was constantly shaking. The river flowing through the valley became extremely turbulent, and several wooden houses that had not yet been built on the shore were washed away. People were busy building sand and gravel next to the river bank to block the water flow.

The left-behind had no time to care about anything else, so they had to guard the defense line outside the residential area while secretly worried about greeting the members of the Flame Bird, and retreated the crazy wild Pokémon one by one. The entire Flame Valley was filled with shouts and explosions, and the overflowing burnt smoke almost completely paralyzed the sense of smell.

Yongzhen and Yangyu are both located near the central square on the riverside, trying hard to protect the important altar - Yongzhen really wants to catch his friends who have been missing for more than a day to ask for a question, but unfortunately now is obviously not the time to chat.

The soldiers guarding their homes fought from zero to the sky until the light of light, and finally saw the dawn.

The chaotic beast tide gradually became sparse, and they were able to get a chance to breathe.

The brown-haired boy half-kneeled beside the river bank without any image, and his complaints became overwhelmed, "Okay, okay, there are so fewer Pokémon, let me stop for a while... This is really the most exciting battle I have ever fought..."

Yang Yu took back Huo Ibrahimovic, who had almost exhausted his strength, and wanted to step forward and help his friend up.

After a few hours of melee, not only the trainers, but also the physical strength of the Pokémons was at its limit. At this time, he realized that the number of wild Pokémons had decreased. Yang Yu, who had not been able to rest well since he woke up in the dungeon of the Wind Thieves, was finally able to relax his nerves slightly, and was almost overwhelmed by the fatigue from all over his body.

And the next moment, an earthquake that was more violent than ever before occurred.

They saw the fire in the direction of Asu Mountain, and the roar of the roar spread throughout the island as if the mountain collapsed. In recent days, the flames people who had been shaken out of experience were familiar with the road to stabilize their bodies to prevent them from being shaken to the ground.

However, unlike humans who can continue to learn and grow, the inanimate dead objects will only become more and more fragile in repeated destruction. As if they have finally reached their limit, the temporary embankment on the river bank collapsed, and the turbulent water flow swept through the gravel and mud and sand!

The central square on the banks of the Flame Valley River is located at the corner of the river. When the dam collapses, the flood is coming towards the square. The stones that fell from somewhere have hit the water, causing high waves and directly slapped Yongzhen, who is located next to the river bank.

Yang Yu saw Yongzhen and Hei Lujia being swept away by Lang, and Hongshui was already coming towards him. He was about to give an order anxiously, but his eyes fell and suddenly became stunned.

He realized that his Pokémon had almost all overdrawn his physical strength, and the only one who could fight was his original partner, the strong chicken. Pokémon's screams had changed, and his feet took a step under his consciously, but his body was stiff at a loss - it understood that he could not use the flames and could not fight against the surging flood.

The Covenant Pillar, embedded with cracks, stood quietly on the altar behind Yang Yu. The shallow red-haired boy and the weak Pokémon stood between the altar and the waves, and seemed to be swallowed by the flood together with the Covenant Pillar in the next second and fell into the vortex.

Perhaps because his consciousness was extremely tense, Yang Yu felt that time had slowed down in a trance. As he turned around to face his partner little by little, all the memories flashed through his mind were out of place.

The sound of drums was resolutely played, hesitating about the words of the purple foreigner who had stopped in the air, and the purple-haired foreigner - and then, his thoughts continued to rewind, flashing back to the childhood scene that had faded into a dim yellow.

Just like when he was standing in front of the Uppe drum to make a decision, he remembered that conversation again.

"Are you going to give up?"

In the long-standing memories, the boy with ice-colored hair questioned him. This time, his face was not covered by the excessively dazzling light outside the window. Yang Yu saw that the man's expression was not as disappointed and angry as he imagined. Worry softly filled the boy's glossy eyes, full of sadness of empathy.
To be continued...