Pokémon the Movie: The Journey of a Slate

Chapter 282 Aisiluo, Mary vs. Melissa (2)

"Hiss--" A fierce look flashed in the Night Demon's single eye. A brown-red energy bomb condensed in front of her chest almost instantly, and then exploded directly along Bangilas' body.

"Roar——" Bangilas took the energy bomb head-on. Although the Night Demon was not good at special attack moves, the attribute disadvantage of four times restraint still made Bangilas feel extremely painful.

But even so, Bangilas never let go. He just silently increased the strength in his mouth to vent all the pain in his body.

"Hiss--" The Night Demon twisted her head in pain. With her hands bound, she couldn't make a powerful attack. She could only condense another Qi bullet and hit Bangilas.

"boom--"

A sharp explosion sounded, and Bangilas' pupils shrank. He suddenly raised his head, and then smashed the Night Demon in his mouth to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Bangilas patted the charred area on his chest, then stared at the smoke and dust in front of him. When the gray fog dissipated, he saw a big pit on the ground, and the Night Demon was lying powerlessly in the pit, having passed out.

"Roar——" After seeing the situation clearly, Bangilas let out a breath, then suddenly straightened his body and let out a loud roar regardless of the pain in his chest.

He wanted to be Eslo, his father's sharpest blade, but a blade does not feel pain and does not need to worry about its own damage. He only needs to rush forward and defeat all invading enemies.

"This kid..." Aislo's eyes were helpless. He could feel Bangilas' emotions at the moment, and could infer his thoughts. He was very touched by Bangilas' cherishment of him, but the boy did not agree with his thoughts.

What Eslo hopes is that his elf can grow up happily, and there is no doubt that Bangilas' idea is putting the cart before the horse. But there is nothing he can do. After all, Eslo has never emphasized this matter to his own children before. Let's talk about it when we have time later.

At this time, the referee also flew over on a floating platform. After confirming the status of the Night Slayer, he announced, "Night Slayer has lost its ability to fight. Ms. Melissa, please replace the next Pokémon."

Melissa slowly raised her arm and put the Darkling back into the Poké Ball, murmuring, "Thank you for your hard work, Darkling. This is just a temporary setback. There will be a broader stage waiting for you in the future..."

After seeing the Poké Ball in her hand shake slightly in response to her, Melissa smiled and raised her head.

“What an excellent elf!” Melissa couldn’t help but sigh as she watched Benjiras, who had endured several heavy blows but still stood proudly like a hill. “Then I can’t be too bad here… Let’s make our response! Dream Demon!”

Accompanied by an inexplicable violin sound, a witch-like Pokémon appeared on the field with its eyes slightly closed.

The melodious music made people's minds relax, but the next moment, the dream demon suddenly opened its eyes, revealing a ferocious expression and staring at Bangilas not far away.

"Woo~ Na na!"

Unfortunately, the Dream Demon's cheeks were so cute that her scary face had no deterrent effect at all.

Many ghost-type Pokémon are like this. Since their original bodies are too cute and cannot scare people at all, many elves use illusions and magic to scare people and collect negative emotions from elves or humans. The representative of these is the Dream Pokémon family.

(ps: Dream demon is so cute, hehehe...)

"Dream Demon, hold on!"

"Banjilas, Wave of Evil!"

A transparent barrier rose in front of the dream demon, blocking the rapidly approaching black energy beam.

"Let the green leaves dance in the blue sky, Dream Demon, use magic leaves!" Melissa's steps changed as if she was really performing a show.

The green leaves flashing with fluorescent light gradually gathered around the body of the dream demon, and then those leaves shot out like a storm of flying leaves, aiming directly at Bangilas.

"Banguiras, hold them off with Jetfire!"

"Very good, Dream Demon, take this opportunity to use Sunny Day and then get out of the way!"

A thick and hot column of fire rolled out from Bangilas' mouth, and the dream demon chanted inexplicable syllables like a witch. Then the sunlight in the sky seemed to be more intense, and the power of the jet of flame unleashed by Bangilas suddenly increased a bit, instantly devouring the magic leaves, and the dream demon also lightly avoided the fierce flames, and came behind Bangilas in a flash.

"It's a sunny day?" Aislo was slightly stunned. His brain didn't react immediately.

As a "bystander", Mary seemed to suddenly think of something, and then she and Melissa almost said a skill at the same time, "Energy Ball!"

Almost in an instant, a green ball of light containing terrifying power condensed in front of the Dream Demon, and then flew towards Bangilas at an extremely fast speed.

"Banguiras, Stone Attack, and use Rainbow!"

Caught off guard, Aislo launched a counterattack before Bangilas could dodge.

The emerald green ball of light slammed heavily into the dark grey beast, releasing a shining light. When the light faded, Bangilas had already exited the super-evolved state and fell to the ground helplessly.

Several sharp rock spikes that rose from the ground also hit the Dream Demon. The Dream Demon groaned in pain and crawled into the shadow in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

At this time, the originally scorching sun in the sky was gradually covered by dark clouds, and a drizzle of rain gradually fell.

"Banguilas has lost his ability to fight. Please send out the next Pokémon, Miss Mary!" The referee raised the small flag in his hand and reminded Mary.

"You did a great job! Bankiras!" Aislo took the giant beast that had fainted on the bed back into the Poké Ball, and gently stroked the cold ball with his fingers to comfort it. Then the boy raised his head and looked at Mary.

The girl in summer clothes nodded slightly, then took a few steps forward and threw the Poké Ball she had prepared in her hand.

"Come on, Morubeko!"

"Mobe!"

Mary's cold voice and Morubek's lovely battle cry sounded together. A flash of lightning flashed across Morubek's pink cheeks, and she looked intently at... the empty battlefield.

"Mobei?" Almost subconsciously, Morube looked at the shadow under his feet with his strong combat experience, guarding against the attack that might come at any time.