The thin smoke and dust slowly cleared, but the figure behind it appeared hazy, almost blending into the shadows of the night.

Under the vision of the waveguide's power, Xiao Ya clearly "saw" that the "creature" that was no different from Harina Hibara in appearance and breath gradually melted, shrinking and expanding like a soft creature, which made people instinctively feel creepy.

Sensing a sense of crisis, Sayo immediately stepped forward, blocking the injured patriarch behind him, gesturing to Charizard to prepare for battle. At the same time, the black shadow in the smoke and dust suddenly expanded, and the pitch-black light of the Dao Dao attacked the girl like a sharp arrow.

Charizard had just carefully placed Harina on the ground, and his reaction was inevitably half a beat slower. Before it could roar and spit out flames, the flames of all the torches around it suddenly rose into the wind.

Those vibrant, inconspicuous flames spiraled in the air, gathering together to coalesce into a great wave of flames. The arrows condensed from the black shadows melted silently into it like fragile objects, leaving only a few wisps of hazy smoke.

When Xiao Ye turned around, he saw the young patriarch kneeling on one knee, his eyes shining brightly—and as far as the eye could see, the torch's tail was moving in the same rhythm. As he waved his hand forward, an even mightier wave of fire pushed forward, crushing every inch of the blackened air, and extinguished before striking the wood and the walls of the house, without damaging the houses in the slightest.

The firelight dimmed, and the front of the two was empty, and the shadow of "Haruna" had long since disappeared.

The power of the waveguide swept back and forth three times before he spoke, "The life reaction has disappeared. All that was left was the charred pieces of clothing, and this. ”

She picked up a cobblestone from the charred cloth and handed it to karma.

"Haruna" stabbed mercilessly, and the young patriarch's face turned pale, and he barely stood firm with the strength of Xiao Ye's hand and pull. The two of them looked at the stone and frowned at the same time.

It was a translucent boulder, about the size of a ping-pong ball. A crack ran deep through it, and the interior was gray, with no light in sight.

But its appearance was still very familiar—apart from the gray tones that seemed to fade, it was exactly the same size and shape as the Mind Gem.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ye suddenly realized that she had one more thing to do. She stretched out her right hand to the person in front of her, and the white cobblestone on her wrist began to ooze light spots, "Mr. Ye, I'll help you heal—"

"Stop. ”

To Xiao Ye's surprise, the young patriarch stopped her in a hurried tone.

"We're going to have a tough fight right away, don't waste your power on me. ”

The Heart of the Moon's time reversal has a limit, and each time it is activated, it consumes a considerable amount of "Heart Power", and willpower is different from physical strength, which cannot be replenished at all in a short period of time - as the owner of the Heart of Fire, karma knows this all too well.

"But ......"

The light-colored shirt of the industry was soaked in a large area of crimson, and the appearance was quite terrifying, and Xiao Yeguang felt that his abdomen was also hurting when he looked at it.

"I said stop. Although he was not lightly injured and there was still cold sweat on his forehead, the patriarch's eyes were clear and awe-inspiring, "Or are you going to disobey the order?"

Xiao Ya was silent. When talking in the infirmary, she did promise to pass the karma, and in exchange for the right to participate in the war, when an accident happened, she must obey the orders of karma or Jingmu, and never act recklessly.

"Listen to me. "If nothing else, Niwa-sama will soon wake up, and we must confront it head-on—and perhaps the 'crows' who hide their heads and tails at the same time." ”

"I want you to follow a rule. Only use your Moon Heart when someone is dying, and ignore everything else. Can you do it?"

The girl only thought for a moment, then restrained the melancholy caused by the injury of karma, and nodded neatly.

"Understood, I will follow your orders. ”

Ye breathed a sigh of relief. He beckoned Xiao Ye to go home with him to treat the wound briefly, and Charizard picked up Haruna again and followed behind the two of them.

In the eyes of the patriarch of the Flame People, the man next to him was too young to be a child who should be happy to enjoy his travels—not to be drawn into a bloody battle. He didn't dare to imagine what Xiao Ye had experienced during this day and night of disappearance, but the girl spoke in a calm and natural tone before she noticed his worried gaze.

"Wait a minute, please allow me to report back to you on the information I've gotten - including the location and general situation of the enemy base, and the reasons for Niwa-sama's early awakening. ”

"Also, the location of Mr. Yang Yu and Mr. Jingmu. ”

The imminent guards assembled in the central square, well-trained in a neat line. Their patriarch stood at the front of the line—the stab wound to his abdomen had been tightly bandaged, haemo-suppressing and analgesic drugs had been brutally applied, and his clothes had been concealed. The bright red feathers weave hunted in the wind, and no amount of darkness could swallow out the warm colors.

Xiao Ye didn't have time to find any spare clothes, so she simply discarded the blood-stained white coat, leaving only a thin dark T-shirt on her body.

The sudden appearance of the missing person caused an uproar among the guards, but soon the information released by the industry made them no longer have time to be surprised.

All the information obtained during the day and night in the Wind Thief Base was truthfully conveyed to the karma by the small night, and then relayed by the patriarch to the guards who were about to attack. Their expressions turned from surprise to apprehension, and finally to anger at the abominable drumming of the fabrication.

The patriarch of the Flame People naturally wouldn't let the Seven Emotions face at such a critical moment, and after synchronizing the new information to all the members, he calmly ordered, "One team, now go to the 'Second Pillar in the southeast direction of the Great Text' to join Yang Yu and rescue Jingmu." ”

The queue of twelve standing on the far left was announced.

Before the soldiers split up, Xiao Ye and Yang Yu discussed that if Yang Yu managed to escape, it would be best to go to a fixed location to stand by for a while before returning to the Valley of Flames, so as to guide the Flame People's guards to find the specific location of the underground base. And in the mountains in the middle of the night, there happen to be some "markers" that are remembered by all the flame people, and they will not lose their way even if the moon is dim - that is, the wooden pillars and ropes that they built with their own hands to form the "big" characters of the Five Mountains Fire Ceremony.

So, they settled next to the second pillar of the southeast strokes of the large characters—close enough to the crater, with dense trees and timber as shelter, both secluded and convenient. Even if Saya doesn't succeed in escaping with Harina and returning to the Valley of the Flames to inform everyone of the agreed location, the clansmen who hear the drums will go to the crater to meet the Flame Bird, and Yo Feather can take the initiative to show up and join the army at any time.

The presence of the two of them is a double insurance against this escape plan, and as long as they are not completely wiped out, they will be able to achieve their goal of rescuing their companions trapped in the dungeon before the god of Niwa awakens.

The named queue was the first to leave, and the figure quickly disappeared into the jungle. There were more than thirty guards in the square, all of whom looked at their patriarch with burning eyes.

"As for the rest—"

Karma turned and pointed to the top of the mountain that was faintly visible in the distance.

"Come with me to meet our gods. ”

Mt. Aso crater, a dimly lit underground passage.

The cloaked wind thieves seemed to know that they were in trouble, and they shrank in the corner and didn't dare to say a word, so they could only curse in their hearts why the two imps fled at this juncture - if they just escaped quietly, they beat the drum and snatched the "sacrifice", turning the base upside down.

Now they only fear that they will be thrown into the magma by the leaders in a fit of rage.

The black-robed "leaders" were apparently uninterested in venting their emotions, and gathered together silently like shadows, exchanging information in a low voice.

"We were unable to find the person who took the 'sacrifice'. How's it going over there?"

"Just like you - more than a dozen caves have been dug in the utility room, and there is no time to find out where he escaped from. ”

Before the words could be spoken, the entire underground base shook again. The wind thieves in the corner let out a strange sound in fright, and quickly covered their mouths to reduce their sense of existence.

Earthquakes are not intense, but they are becoming more frequent. Everyone understands what that means.

"That's it, it's just a trivial deviation, and it doesn't hurt. ”

One of the black-robed men opened his pocket watch and glanced at the time.

"Our mission has been accomplished. ”

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Late at night, over Orange Island.

The large, dark brown bird flapped its wings silently and flew between the thin clouds. The girl in the cycling suit checked the status of the cycling device one last time, then smiled and clapped her hands and turned on the camera mounted on the helmet.

"Security check is over—Hello, everyone! Welcome to the live broadcast room of Rebecca, the night pilot!"

The girl made a playful gesture to the camera overhead. Nighthawk turned his head and cooed twice in greeting.

The girl, who called herself "Rebecca the Night Pilot," looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, with long, wavy blond hair meticulously tied up and fastened to her helmet, with only two mischievous curls poking out of the side of her face and swaying with the currents.

"It's 11:30 p.m. on July 26 and we're over the Orange Islands...... Oh, there are so many people today. Rebecca was amazed — she was wearing a watch-sized mobile terminal on her right wrist that was showing what a night vision camera had captured. It's just that the barrage floating on the screen is too dense, blocking the picture so that only a trace of broken sea waves can be seen.

"Hmm...... It's summer vacation? I see, that's it. ”

Rebecca chatted with the audience in the live broadcast room for a few words, and then the topic was put on the right track, "Okay, let's talk until we continue - we are now in the sky over the Orange Islands, and according to the weather forecast, there will be a thunderstorm in the sea near Orange Island in about half an hour." ”

The girl pointed to the sky excitedly, "That's right, today's goal is no longer to observe Pokémon at night, but to observe nature's thunderstorms up close!"

As soon as this remark came out, the live broadcast room suddenly exploded, some people looked forward to it, and some people felt that it was too dangerous to dissuade the anchor, and it was not lively for a while.

Embarking on a journey alone with a trusty Pokémon at a young age may sound like a youthful and romantic story, but not everyone is willing to do it - or rather, the majority are not.

Happy and comfortable travel often only exists in countless Pokémon trainer-themed anime or novels, and real travel is always a lot of trouble. For example, misestimating one's own footprints so that he had to fall asleep in the hot and humid jungle, camping in the snow in the harsh winter only to have a hole in his tent, sudden showers ruining the freshly prepared dinner, luggage disappearing after a night's sleep, leaving only Lada's footprints, Pokémon having a discordant relationship with each other and burning their documents, accidentally falling into a gathering place of stinky mud so that three days later the whole body is still filled with a strange smell, the cutty dog is so clingy that every piece of clothing is stained with dog hair, and the shirt becomes a plush coat, etc., etc. Countless freelance trainers who have chosen to travel on the spur of the moment can fill a hundred sheets of A4 paper with blood and tears.

So, if a young person wants to learn interesting things about their travels, or just wants to see a wide variety of wild Pokémon, rather than the well-behaved pets that can be found everywhere in the city, but doesn't want to face the hardships of travel in person — then it might be a good idea to follow a trainer streamer's live stream.

Due to the sheer number of "cloud travel" enthusiasts, there are countless streamers who conduct such live broadcasts, and the content is even more bizarre, from the 100 days when the green caterpillar was filmed, to the sleeping Reggie Rock in the ruins of the Provocation with only a small Lada, compared to Miss Night Pilot's idea of "watching thunderstorms up close".

"Whew, it's hot. Rebecca fanned herself with her hand bitterly, "It's so hot in the summer in the Orange Islands...... It's still good in Mihara City, at least it's cool at night. ”

She muttered, her face a little puzzled.

It stands to reason that it won't be too hot at high above the ground, let alone on a sunny night. But there was an unusually hot wave rolling in the air – not the mugginess that preceded the rainstorm, but a much drier temperature.

"Ah, it's been half an hour?"

The content of the barrage stunned Rebecca, and she glanced at the time in the upper right corner - sure enough, it had become 00:00.

[What about the rain, the anchor is not wrong about the weather forecast]

[I waited for half an hour and didn't see rain]

[It's so angry, it is recommended that the live broadcast room be renamed as Wind Sound Hypnosis ASMR]

[I just went to look at the weather forecast, yes, it's time for rain]

[Everybody continue, I'll withdraw first]

[I have seen the stars, and there is no rain from even the clouds]

Rebecca suddenly grinned and sighed depressedly, "It's so strange, did I encounter a weather blind report that has not been seen in a century......"

Just as she was looking around, the barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly became dense.

"...... there's a fire down there?"

Rebecca read out a barrage and looked down.

In the middle of the night, the island remains in a pitch-black outline, making it impossible to see whether it is a city or a wilderness below. In the darkness, the little orange fire was particularly dazzling.

"Eh, really!" Rebecca was worried that she couldn't end it, and when she saw this, she immediately commanded the owl nighthawk to approach the firelight, and at the same time gushed, "Speaking of the orange island below us, I don't know if you have heard of it? One of the most spectacular is the ritual called 'Five Mountains to Send Fire', in which a large ...... is lit across the mountain."

Her words paused. After years of travel experience, she read a sense of crisis from the brighter and brighter firelight, and immediately shouted, "Owl Nighthawk, rise!"

The large dark brown bird immediately climbed sharply. At the same time, Rebecca and everyone in the room heard the rumbling sound - it was like the whole island was shaking.

The little flame quickly expanded, burst, and then erupted with a loud rumbling sound. The night pilot girl was stunned to see a pillar of fire soaring into the sky from the crater of Mt. Aso, and the flames were spilling in all directions with lava, almost turning the night into day.

The tongue of fire licked the ropes and wood that had been set up, expanding outward at an alarming rate. Rebecca's camera recorded all of this clearly—like a red lotus in full bloom, the word "big" made of flames slowly opened and covered the entire mountainous area.

It looks spectacular and dangerous.

Rebecca no longer has the heart to pay attention to the skyrocketing number of viewers in the live broadcast room. She stood in the night sky like day, staring in amazement at the pillar of flame that erupted from the crater.

...... No, it's not.

It's not just the flames that light up the night sky.

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The light was so dazzling that it was like a second sun out of thin air in the night. The faces of the Flame People who had just climbed halfway up Mt. Aso suddenly changed their faces.

The patriarch roared and ordered everyone to speed up—they were still covered by the dense forest, and their vision was too poor to see what was happening ahead. However, the spilling fire and magma caused the wild Pokémon in the forest to panic and run down the mountain regardless of it, greatly hindering the group's progress.

The young patriarch's thoughts raced, "Flame Chicken - Sharp Stone Attack!"

After more than ten years of coexistence, the flame chicken instantly understood what the trainer meant. It slammed into the ground with a punch, and countless huge rock blades stretched out of the earth, one by one, forming a bridge in the air.

The mottled shadows of the trees dazzled people, and some people did not see the position of the rocks, and one of them stumbled under their feet and almost fell. Saya motions for the Pichu on his shoulder to use a flash of light to illuminate the path below to prevent someone from falling.

The group followed the karma and the flaming chickens all the way, leaping deftly at the tip of the stone blade, leaping over all the low obstacles on the ground. It wasn't until they passed through a sparsely wooded area and finally got a clear view of the night sky ahead that the flames froze.

In the dazzling pillars of fire that reach into the sky, the silhouettes of birds gradually emerge.

The flames burned so violently that only the dark silhouette of a bird could be seen. The eyes hidden behind the flames were filled with a blood-colored glow that made people shudder.

Almost instinctively, they felt the fear.

Although everyone knew that it was the Niwa God they had been waiting for and loved for a long time, when they did face the angry god, only a bone-chilling fear poured from the heavenly spirit cover to the soles of their feet like ice.

It wasn't the kind god who lived in the picture scroll - it looked almost like a demon who manipulated fire.

The bird-shaped silhouette tilted its head slightly and let out a deafening cry. As it raised its wings, flames swirled upward, enveloping it like a fiercely burning suit. The creatures within the flames felt that their eyes were on them—and for a moment, they almost thought they would be mercilessly burned to ashes by the flames.

However, the gaze was fixed on them for only a short moment, and did not stay for long. The burning creature had spread its wings and swept over the heads of the people—

The young patriarch shuddered and snapped back to his senses.

Isn't the direction the Flame Bird is heading to the only small town at the foot of Mt. Aso?

The next moment, the sudden sound of drums woke up everyone's senses.

The patriarch, standing on the highest part of the rock, beat the drum around his waist. Although it can't be compared to the ancient Upe drum, it is loud enough for everyone to hear the rousing beat.

The Flame Folk woke up to the seriousness of the matter. A neat command sounded at the same moment, and a series of dazzling beams of flame shot straight into the sky, pointing at the gods flying in the night sky.

According to the pre-arranged strategic layout, they did not aim the bullseye at the flame bird, but only crossed and overlapped in front of the flame bird in an attempt to attract its attention. However, the creature in the flames simply raised its wings, and easily avoided the staggered beams of flames, without wavering in the slightest direction—as if it didn't care about the hindrance of the same source of power.

Sayo's hand was already clasped on the Poké Ball on her waist, trying to reverse the Flame Bird's flight trajectory with the Tyrannosaurus's water-type attack. Before the dark blue water dragon could be released, the trainer's movements suddenly stopped.

She felt as if time had slowed down.

Everything around them slowed down and froze in the senses, and the anxious faces of the people were frozen in the air, and only the blood-colored eyes of the flame bird, filled with anger, magnified infinitely in the field of vision, giving it the illusion of being almost scorched.

Vaguely, it seems that some huge thoughts flow through the body of "Little Night", which is creepy and terrifying—but this is not the first time for the person concerned.

As early as when Red Lotus Island was on Red Lotus Island, the latent mind once surfaced, but this time, "it" came with more momentum, like a huge wave in the deep sea-

Accompanied by a sharp heartache in her brain, Xiao Ye saw her right hand slowly raised, and the blue light overflowed from the bottom of her eyes and palm, distorting the air around her.

Even years later, Xiao Ye can still clearly describe - at that moment, there was a strange "determination" that did not belong to her and exploded in her mind.

[Priority 000: The bond between man and God should not be severed.] ]

Thoughts turned into sharp knives that shot out uncontrollably. At the same time that Xiao Ye staggered and almost fell, the figure flying in the night sky stopped.

The pain directly acting on the spiritual sea caused it to turn its head, and its gaze suddenly locked on the "foreign body" between the red-haired people.

It was a human with purple hair. An electric rat stood on her shoulder, releasing a pulsing arc of electricity.

Purple hair, thunder light—two familiar elements came together to dissipate the last of the gods' sanity with rage almost instantly.

The creature in the flames let out a terrible cry, ignoring the town behind it that was coming from a denser breath of life, and swooped desperately towards the purple at the tip of the rock!

As the Flame Folk let out a panicked shout, Saya only remained on one knee and did not move.

The tsunami-like headache made her completely unaware of the changes in the outside world, and even the strong killing intent from the flame bird was shielded out. She felt like she had become "something else"—as if it were a side effect of a sudden, uncontrollable mental attack, and what frantically poured into her mind was a memory that was not human.

It was a gentle but sad memory from the god of the Flame People, the Niwa God, on the other side of thousands of years.

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That gaze was on the earth and the people who were fighting on the battlefield.

Ice ridges and thunder give it pain that goes deep into the bone marrow. But it turned a blind eye to it, and its gaze gradually fixed on everyone with fiery hair.

"I bless you. 」

The light of the fire that only the gods could see enveloped the flamed people. Their bodies were bathed in that sight, gradually becoming lighter, fatigue was wiped away, and pain was relieved.

On a battlefield of corpses and a sea of blood, these warriors had no time to notice the subtle changes in their bodies, nor did they perceive that there was some kind of power that held them up to avoid one deadly attack after another—and they did not realize how deadly this consumption of protection could be to the gods who were suffering from the enemy on their backs.

The red-haired people were still screaming hoarsely. They want the manipulators of ice and thunder to stop being used to fight, and they want their friends to remember the friendship that should have lived and died together, even if the faint voice has long been buried by resentment and anger.

This war may or may not be prevented. The efforts of the Flame People may or may not change the situation. Their sacrifice may be of no avail, nothing to be redeemed, nothing to save, nothing to be wasted.

But what's the matter?, the god thought.

In any case, I bless you, my people.

I bless you for saving the island of the Red Lotus and the broken covenant.

I wish you to regain the glory of history and change the tragedy of the millennium.

The flames of war are getting more and more intense, and they are like monsters that continue to devour fresh lives. The invisible reinforcement and the damage from the battlefield collided, canceled out, and crumbled again and again, but never dissipated - and of course this came at a cost. Little by little, the temperature of the flame, which symbolized the life force, was withdrawn and dissipated from the god's body, causing the god's vision to blur in pain and weakness.

Ice, snow and thunder have become deadly weapons that no longer have warmth. The god spread his wings one last time, fending off a beam of energy capable of killing humanity with his chest for his people.

Before his consciousness sank into darkness completely, the god of Niwa gazed deeply at his people. It saw the flames visible only to the gods shatter, and the cold weapons fell on them, splattering with fiery blood, so poignant and gorgeous.

The god closed his eyes weakly. At the last moment, anger filled its heart.

"I used all my strength, but I couldn't protect you. 」

"I'm damned. 」

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PS：

Due to the well-known force majeure, many chapters have been blocked and cannot be lifted temporarily, and students who want to read the full text can move to Jin/Jiang or Shu/Ke.

QAQ。