Pokémon: I picked up a reborn Eevee at the start of the game.

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Xia Chen didn't have this experience, but Ibrahimovic did.

Feeling the oppressive aura emanating from the Gengar in front of him, which almost made the surrounding air stagnate, Eevee instantly judged that this Gengar's strength had reached the Gym Leader level!

For a wild Pokémon without a trainer, this level of strength is already quite remarkable. She is now somewhat relieved that she did not provoke them before.

The Crystal Chandelier Spirit's aura paused for a moment, but only for a brief instant, before it unleashed an incomparably powerful pressure.

If you look at the beams with the naked eye, you'll see that Chandelure's aura is even stronger than Gengar's!

Eevee was shocked. Her keen senses instantly made her realize that Chandelure was stronger than Gengar!

In a wild elf tribe, when the leader is no longer the most powerful being, it means that the tribe is about to change!

"Koukou Jie!"

Gengar stared in disbelief at its companion, with whom it had spent every day. When had it surpassed it?

Chandelure was quite pleased with Gengar's expression, and it smiled coldly to itself.

While you were playing tricks on humans, while you were having fun, while you were doing meaningless things, I was doing only one thing: enduring and becoming stronger!

All I've done is to look forward to this day!

It's time to change the owner of this abandoned hotel!

Upon witnessing this scene, the surrounding Ghost-type Pokémon spontaneously formed a circle, creating a natural battlefield for the two Pokémon clashing.

Xia Chen stared blankly at everything, feeling somewhat lost and bewildered by the sudden changes.

However, it seems that only Gengar is on his side right now, so Xia Chen took out Milotic's Poké Ball, ready to lend a helping hand.

"Buyi!"

On his shoulder, Eevee, with a solemn expression, shook his head, stopping Xia Chen's actions, and then pointed to the Pokémon arranged in a circle.

Xia Chen understood and silently walked to the outer edge of this "duel arena," placing a small wood spirit and a pumpkin monster between them to form the wall of the arena.

He now understood what was about to happen: the duel between wild elf tribes for leadership was about to begin.

Xia Chen decided to sit down and observe. If Gengar won, then everyone would be happy.

If the chandelier spirit wins, it will run away with the bucket.

It wasn't that he abandoned Gengar out of loyalty, but rather that even a powerful Gengar had lost, and there was no point in him staying behind except to be killed.

Gengar has a reason to fight, but I don't.

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. It's not too late to come back and avenge Gengar when I'm strong enough.

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Gengar and Chandelure are similar in some ways; both have explosively high special attack output but extremely poor durability.

The difference is that Gengar is faster, while Chandelure is more balanced in other aspects.

In addition, the fact that Ghost-type Pokémon are mutually supersede each other makes the battle for leadership between the two Pokémon extremely fierce.

There was no probing, no tug-of-war, no tactics; there was only a relentless barrage of attacks!

The extremely fast speed at which the two Pokémon unleashed their attacks left them almost no time to adjust their positions. They both knew that in this pure contest of energy and endurance, if either of them failed to keep up, defeat, or even death, would be their fate!

Whether Chandelure successfully overthrows its superior or Gengar defends its position, neither of them can allow the other to live in this world.

The world of wild elves is just that cruel.

Shadowballs flew across the field, and the Dark Shadow streaked through the air. The energy ripples from the constant collisions of the attacks repeatedly splashed towards Xia Chen's position, but were all neutralized by the Dream Demon that silently drifted over.

Looking at Mismagius who was gazing at Gengar with concern, Xia Chen felt that she must be a staunch "Ghost protector".

However, the boss duel does not allow any external interference or intervention, and the Dream Demon can only pray futilely from the sidelines.

As time went by, the two Pokémon's stamina visibly deteriorated, and their attack speed became slower and slower.

This is good news for Gengar, as the slower pace gives it a chance to use its speed advantage to adjust its position.

It was now completely certain that the Crystal Lampfire Spirit was stronger than itself, and if it continued to exchange blows like before, it would have no chance of winning.

Gengar cleverly leaped up to dodge the Shadow Ball, which had slowed down considerably. Its eyes narrowed as it sensed an opportunity.

The Crystal Chandelier Spirit's attack intervals have now increased to almost two seconds. Within that time, with my speed, I can first strike its face and then unleash a Shadow Ball at close range.

If those two doubly effective moves hit, it's doomed!

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A purplish-black figure swept through the air, and before any of the Pokémon could react, Gengar had already ambushed Chandelure, who was still forming a Shadow Ball.

Its face lit up with joy; next, all it needed was one more Shadow Ball.

Gengar was gathering the deadly Shadow Ball when a sudden, intense pain shot through its lower body.

Its crimson eyes glanced down instinctively and saw a rapidly spinning shadow sphere eroding its belly. Then...

boom--

A sound much louder than the explosions produced by all the previous clashes suddenly erupted in the arena.

Accompanying this was the purple-black energy that the shadow sphere, which had been gathering power for an unknown period of time, splashed out in all directions.

Even the scattered energy has such a great impact, let alone the explosive power contained in the Shadow Sphere itself.

So, what happens when Gengar takes the full damage from this Shadow Ball?

Xia Chen subconsciously looked at Gengar, who had been hit by the Shadow Ball and sent flying backward, and was surprised to find that the round purple body was lying on the ground, motionless!

It was over in just one move?

Xia Chen suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation, and he looked around at the reactions of the elves.

They all stared in shock at their former leader, Gengar, whom they considered invincible, now lying helplessly on the ground, their eyes revealing a variety of emotions.

Pure shock, sadness, and excitement. Their individual stances can be seen in the simple eyes of these elves.

However, all of this was no longer relevant to Xia Chen. He silently moved closer to the main entrance, preparing to make his escape.

While the Crystal Chandelier Spirit was still basking in the awe-inspiring gazes of its people, it was time to make a quick getaway.

After it finishes off Gengar, it will probably start dealing with the "remnants of the previous dynasty".

As an outsider who is a "guardian of the ghosts," I am likely to be one of those who will be purged.

If you don’t leave now, when will you wait?

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Xia Chen was quietly moving step by step to the front door when Soroya, who had been dormant in his arms for a long time, suddenly moved.

The recent treatment and a period of rest seemed to have restored her vitality, and she suddenly unleashed a power that was completely out of character for her frail body.

Xia Chen, in his human form, was powerless to stop Zorua's actions. He could only stare in disbelief as the little fox broke free of his embrace, jumped into the arena, and stood in front of Gengar.

Xia Chen was stunned. He didn't understand why Zoroya would go and die like that. Could he really help Gengar by taking bullets for it?

Gengar's defeat is an unchangeable fact. The winner of this duel has already been revealed. What's the point of doing this other than risking your own life?

What a fool!

Xia Chen cursed the stubborn Zoroa under his breath, but still took out Milotic's Poké Ball.

It wasn't that he wanted to stay and fight the Chandelure Spirit; Zoroah wanted to die, but he didn't want to.

He simply didn't want to turn and run away in such a pathetic way, leaving Zoroya with only indifference and despair in his final moments.

He really liked this lonely and stubborn Zoroa. Xia Chen wanted her to know that there was still someone in this world who cared about her and was willing to fight for her, even if only for a moment, with just one move.

As for his own safety, Xia Chen still had a trump card: among the gifts Vladali gave him before the trip was an escape kit, enough for him to show off and then run away, but that was all.

A flash of white light appeared, and Milotic materialized. Xia Chen took a deep breath and shouted, "Milotic, use Hydro Pump!"

"Ibrahimovic, Shadow Ball!"

Let Milotic and Eevee send Zorua off with their moves.

The chandelier remained unmoved, not even glancing in Xia Chen's direction.

So what if there's an elemental advantage/disadvantage?

When the gap in strength is large enough, everything unrelated to strength is ultimately external.

It glanced at Xia Chen and sneered inwardly, "You really like this little fox, don't you? I'll kill her and Gengar in front of you first, and then slowly drain your life force!"

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"Fuwoo!"

"Buyi!"

A jet of azure water gushed forth, the water cannon, processed under high pressure within Milotic's body, relentlessly pounding against the body of the Chandelier Spirit.

On the other side, Ibrahimovic's Shadow Ball also hit Chandelure, who made no attempt to dodge.

The latter remained unmoved, spewing flames that scorched Soroya, mocking Xia Chen's incompetence with his actions.

"Yo-"

The infernal flames caused Soraya to let out a piercing scream; every cell in her body was sending signals of pain to her brain.

She simply stared intently at the Chandelier Spirit, the intense resentment emanating from her eyes enough to kill the Chandelier Spirit a thousand times over if it could cause harm.

Unfortunately not.

Soraya could only slowly die amidst endless pain and torment.

Her consciousness gradually faded, but the resentment she harbored in her heart did not diminish in the slightest.

She resented the poachers who stole her from her tribe for profit.

She resented the people and spirits who had bullied her during her wanderings.

She resented the chandelier spirit before her who had tormented her to death.

She resented this unjust and cruel world even more!

In the ocean of condensed resentment, only two places remained clear and transparent: the unconscious Gengar behind him and Xia Chen fighting for him in the distance.

With the last ounce of his consciousness, Soroya turned toward where Xia Chen was.