Live Stream Treasure Appraisal: Your elf isn't thriving!

Chapter 644 A bird Pokémon exuding a malicious aura like flames, you're telling me this is Moltres?

The road ahead grew increasingly dark and oppressive.

The surrounding rock walls gradually transitioned from their original earthy yellow to an ominous, dark purple, as if stained with blood.

The earthy fragrance in the air had long since vanished, replaced by a somber atmosphere.

On the ground, there were no more vibrant plants to be seen, only clumps of twisted, bizarre black fungi, emitting a faint phosphorescent glow in the dim light, like guiding lights leading to hell.

[This is such a sudden change in style! It's like stepping into a horror movie.]

[This atmosphere—it's so oppressive. Just looking at the screen makes me feel like I can't breathe.]

[Dark type! It's definitely a Dark type gem! Only Dark type energy can bring about this kind of uncomfortable feeling!]

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[Could it also be a Ghost-type?]

Even though the viewers in the live stream were separated by a screen, they could still feel the overwhelming, pure malice emanating from the audience.

Finally, they arrived at a huge cave that resembled an ancient place where evil gods were worshipped.

In the center of the cave stood a colossal and grotesque throne, constructed from the bones of countless unknown creatures. Upon the throne, a precious jade, its surface a deep purplish-black, seemed to contain countless vengeful spirits wailing and struggling, radiating a chillingly evil light.

Before that throne, a figure, with its back to the crowd, floated silently.

It made no sound and exuded no earth-shattering aura, but it simply existed there, as if it were the source of all malice and despair in the entire cave.

That invisible, soul-chilling sense of oppression was even stronger than any legendary Pokémon I had encountered before!

Seemingly sensing the intruder, the figure slowly turned around.

The moment they saw its true form, both Ling Zhu and all the viewers in the live stream gasped in shock.

It was a Pokémon that looked seven or eight parts like the legendary Moltres, but its temperament was completely opposite, full of evil and arrogance!

Its body was no longer a burning gold, but a deep, obsidian-like purplish-black.

What's most striking is its wings and tail feathers, which should have been made of flames!

At this moment, it was no longer a warm, bright flame, but an ominous magenta "spiritual energy" that seemed to be formed from pure malice and resentment, constantly churning and surging!

That "spiritual energy" had no temperature whatsoever, yet it exuded a chilling and malevolent aura capable of freezing the soul!

Its face was covered by a black mask, revealing only a pair of eyes that burned with a scarlet light and were full of tyranny and contempt.

It merely glanced coldly at Ye Yinchuan, its gaze as if it were looking at an ant that could be crushed at any moment.

[This—this is a Moltres?! Are you kidding me?! How could a Moltres look like this?!]

[That aura, those eyes—he's got the villain in the bag! The oppressive presence is off the charts!]

I feel my image of the flamingo is being overturned—is this really the mythical bird we know?

[Calm down. We've already seen fake legendary beasts like the Three Holy Beasts and fake Ho-Oh, so it's reasonable for a fake Moltres to appear now, right, streamer?]

"Family members————"

Ye Yinchuan's voice rang out just in time.

"The appearance of the one before us is indeed that of a molten bird—but this is not fake. I mean, such a molten bird may actually exist."

What?

[What nonsense are you spouting, host? Is it fake or real?]

[I think it's possible. What the streamer means is that this firebird is an illusion created by an unidentified totem, but its appearance isn't distorted; it's actually real?]

Looking at the comments, Ye Yinchuan nodded.

"This kind of firebird can be considered a special form of the firebird, and it was recorded in the ancient Galatian legends—"

Therefore, we can also follow convention and call it Galarian Moltres!

He got straight to the point.

"Its attributes are not fire and flight, but evil and flight. The seemingly fiery energy on its body is actually composed of an evil energy field overflowing from its body."

Ye Yinchuan's gaze lingered on the Galarian Moltres for a moment before he continued his explanation: "Its ability is called Infernal Fury. When threatened or attacked, it becomes enraged, its combat power increases dramatically, and it becomes even more dangerous."

"And its most powerful move, called 'Burning Rage,' transforms its own anger into an evil aura that scorches the opponent's spirit. Once hit, Pokémon with weak willpower may even be paralyzed with fear!"

How do you know all this so clearly?

This is the very embodiment of anger!

The professional commentary once again amazed the viewers in the live stream.

"Eh-!!!"

Seemingly enraged by Ye Yinchuan's calm attitude, Galarian Moltres let out a sharp, piercing cry filled with endless fury!

boom-!!!!

A powerful, visible magenta aura of evil erupted from its center!

I'm burning with rage!

That aura, like a tangible tsunami, spread wildly in all directions! Wherever it passed, the black fungi on the ground withered and died instantly, and even the hard rock walls were corroded and sizzled!

Beside Ye Yinchuan, Diancie and Deoxys acted as his left and right protectors, their energy fields spreading out to keep out the evil aura of Galarian Moltres.

"Little genius, little drunkard, I'll leave the mental battle to you!"

He simultaneously threw out a Poké Ball.

A flash of red light appeared, and two figures, one on the left and one on the right, two Zoroarks, appeared in front of him.

Although both have orc-like appearances, one is drunk, carrying a wine jug, and looks nonchalant; the other has clear eyes and looks very serious.

The difference between the two is no less than that between the Spirit Pearl and the Demon Orb.

As expected, Dark-type Pokémon still need to be countered by other Dark-type Pokémon!

[The Galarian Moltres sounds like a master of psychic powers too; this is going to be interesting!]

The moment the two Zoroarks appeared, they felt an overwhelming, suffocating aura of evil.

A dazzling light instantly shone from "Little Divine Power," and an invisible, space-distorting mental barrier quietly opened in front of it!

Although the "little drunkard's" eyes were still slightly intoxicated, his expression became serious, and the energy of the illusion had begun to ferment.

boom-!!!

The ominous magenta aura of Galarian Moltres collided violently with the mental barrier erected by Minor Avatar!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a tooth-grinding "sizzling" sound that seemed to corrode space!

The powerful mental barrier that Xiao Shentong possessed, capable of distorting light, crumbled the moment it came into contact with the evil aura. It was as if a canvas had been splashed with strong acid, and countless pits quickly appeared on its surface, making it teeter on the verge of collapse!

"Ugh!"

Little Divine Power let out a muffled groan, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes.

This force is filled with pure, unreasonable malice and anger, and has a strong corrosive and polluting effect on spiritual power!

[Couldn't hold on? The streamer's Pokémon team was losing in a 2-on-1 battle, that's rare!]

[The Pokémon created from Unknown Totem also vary in strength. Although I don't understand the specific mechanics, this one is sure to be tough to deal with!]

"Hoo~ hiccup!"

Seeing the little prodigy suffer a setback, a glint of light suddenly flashed in the drunken little devil's eyes.

It took a big gulp of the "fine wine" from the flask, and an even richer and more unpredictable illusory energy surged out from its body!

In an instant, the entire cave underwent a dramatic transformation!

The once eerie throne of bones has vanished, replaced by a shimmering, tranquil lake.

Galarian Moltres finds itself on a small island in the middle of a lake, surrounded by warm sunshine and a gentle breeze.

However, this moment of calm is just an illusion before the storm!

The next second, the lake water suddenly boiled!

Countless dragons made of pure water element roared as they burst out of the water, opening their blood-red maws and tearing at the Galarian Firebird from all directions!

At the same time, the sky suddenly changed, dark clouds gathered, and thick golden lightning bolts, like divine punishment spears, tore through the sky and struck down fiercely!

Water and electricity, a double restraint!

This is a deadly trap created by the little drunkard using illusions, capable of shaking the minds of Flying and Dark-type Pokémon!

I've heard that Zoroark's hallucinations are almost equivalent to creating reality!

[The little drunkard: As long as I drink enough, there's nothing I won't dream of!]

[Little Avatar focuses on superpowers, while Little Drunkard is the true master of illusions!]

However, faced with this illusion that would plunge most Pokémon into confusion and fear, only a trace of extreme contempt and rage flashed in Galarian Moltres's crimson eyes!

"well!!!!!"

It let out an even sharper, more ferocious cry!

That sound seemed to contain some kind of law that could tear apart all illusions!

boom-!!!!

That ominous, magenta aura of evil, like a supernova explosion, swept wildly in all directions from its center!

Illusions, in the face of this pure malice, are like reflections in a mirror or the moon in the water, utterly vulnerable!

Whether it's a roaring water dragon or a thunderbolt tearing the sky apart, both are instantly evaporated and annihilated the moment they come into contact with the magenta aura!

In just a moment, the tranquil lake was shattered and transformed back into that eerie and terrifying cave of bones!

"The illusion was forcibly broken, and the little drunkard swayed, barely able to hold the wine pot, clearly suffering a severe backlash."

Its illusion was actually burned through!

[Such an amazing illusion was broken just like that?]

[The Galarian Moltres's malevolent aura envelops its entire body, making it both offensive and defensive!]

"Hey!"

Having landed a successful blow, Galarian Moltres flapped its wings, and countless crimson energy feathers shot out like a rain of flowers towards the two Zoroarks!

Every feather contains an evil power that burns the spirit!

"Minor Abilities, Shadow Ball!"

"You little drunkard, you're a fraud!"

Ye Yinchuan's instructions remained unhurried and measured.

Despite their mental discomfort, the two Zoroarks launched a counterattack simultaneously!

Little Divine Power clasped his hands together, and a highly compressed ghost-type energy ball, radiating an ominous aura, roared out!

The little drunkard's figure flickered, and he actually transformed into the shape of a Galarian Firebird in mid-air, flapping his wings and shooting out countless black energy feathers!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Shadow Ball and the Energy Feather collided and exploded repeatedly in mid-air, creating bursts of energy storms!

However, Galarian Moltres's attacks were relentless and incredibly powerful!

Despite their best efforts, the two Zoroarks were forced to retreat, inevitably getting grazed by a few energy feathers, leaving behind charred marks that looked like they had been burned by flames.

That evil aura, flowing along the wounds, continuously eroded their spirits.

"No—" Ling Zhu's eyes were filled with solemnity. "That firebird's evil aura is too strong. It has formed an absolute domain. Any mental attack or illusion will be greatly weakened or even directly dispelled before it gets close to it. The Zoroark brothers' advantage has been completely suppressed."

Such a capability is indeed a headache.

Galarian Moltres is like a hedgehog covered in sharp thorns; any attack that tries to get close to it will first be hurt by its ever-present evil aura.

"Hey——!"

Galarian Moltres seems to have lost patience.

Its wings snapped shut and then suddenly opened again!

A massive and solid crimson energy torrent, larger and more concentrated than ever before, surged toward the two already exhausted Zoroarks like a burst dam!

This is its strongest attack!

Faced with this earth-shattering scene, Ye Yinchuan's gaze remained calm yet fixed.

He sighed softly.

"I didn't want to interfere in Pokémon battles, but I had no choice; I was in a hurry."

The moment the words fell.

Buzz—! !!! !

A completely different, yet equally powerful and vast aura suddenly erupted from Ye Yinchuan's body!

That's not the type energy of any Pokémon.

Rather, it is a pure, sacred, warm, and peaceful force, seemingly capable of purifying all the filth in the world—

A soft, white-gold beam of light, seemingly from the beginning of creation, shot into the sky from Ye Yinchuan's center!

Faintly visible within the light are grid-like patterns.

Wherever it passed, the gloomy and oppressive malice in the air melted away as quickly as ice and snow.

[Here comes the streamer's special ability demonstration!]

[Fake Trainers: They only train Pokémon and command battles; Real Trainers: They unleash their power at crucial moments and turn the tide of battle!]

"Huh?!!

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The arrogant Galarian Moltres, upon sensing this power, revealed fear for the first time in its eyes, which were burning with violent flames!

Its proud, evil aura, capable of burning everything, was instantly suppressed, dispelled, and purified the moment it came into contact with the platinum light, as if it had encountered its natural enemy!

"Now!"

"Ugh!"

"Aww!"

The two Zoroarks, who had been suppressed for so long, seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

The evil aura that suppressed their spirits was completely countered by the aura of heaven.

"Little Superpower! Little Drunkard! Dark Blast!"

The two Zoroarks exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly!

Their figures transformed into two identical black lightning bolts, one on the left and one on the right, rushing towards the Galarian Moltres, which was momentarily stunned due to the disruption of its aura!

Simultaneously, extremely dense, pure dark energy condensed on their claws!

boom-!!!!

Two black claw strikes, each imbued with destructive power, struck Galarian Moltres squarely, one after the other!

"Aaaaaah!!!"

The proud body of the Galarian Moltres was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the now-holy throne of bones, completely losing its ability to fight.

The battle is over.

Ye Yinchuan slowly withdrew his aura of heaven, and the cave returned to its original dimness, but the unsettling malice in the air had vanished without a trace.

As expected, after Galarian Moltres lost consciousness, its body began to dissipate into specks of light.

Finally, an unknown totem, its body a dark purple color, shaped like the letter "B," and covered with strange patterns, appeared.

Ye Yinchuan stepped forward slowly, skillfully took out a Poké Ball, and captured the unconscious Unown.

Then, he walked to the throne and gently took down the purplish-black jade that exuded an evil aura.

The jade felt cold to the touch, as if it were a solidified hatred, with a pure and extremely evil energy surging within it.

"This gem contains pure malevolent energy, which is a super boost for Dark-type Pokémon. I would call it the Malevolent Gem," Ye Yinchuan said, showing it to the live stream audience.

Thus, the fifteenth precious jade was obtained.

"Waaah~"

"Aww~"

The two Zoroarks walked up to Ye Yinchuan. Although they were already in advanced evolved forms, they acted very affectionately, like big dogs.

Ye Yinchuan smiled and patted their heads: "You've worked hard, well done."

[That move the streamer just made was absolutely awesome!]

[The wicked Baoyu—it feels like a dream; in less than a day, he's collected so many treasures.]

[Fifteen already! Are there any more?! I'll take the day off to watch the entire live stream from home!]

After a brief reorganization, Ye Yinchuan once again instructed the unknown totems to sense the direction of the next precious jade.

They walked through a passageway, where a refreshing fragrance wafted towards them, and tiny, firefly-like specks of light began to float in the air, shimmering with iridescent colors.

At the end of the passage lies a dreamlike underground garden.

Countless exotic flowers, radiating a soft glow, bloom quietly here. A stream, formed from pure moonlight, flows gently through the garden.

The air was filled with a pure, holy, and slightly sweet fragrance.

"This energy—" Ling Zhu took a deep breath, feeling refreshed and invigorated. "So pure, so beautiful—it feels like the complete opposite of the evil thoughts Bao Yu just now."

Ye Yinchuan watched the dancing specks of light and felt the fluctuations in the air; he also sensed something.

"It seems that the next precious jade will have a relatively milder nature."

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