Dragon Temple.
The elder coughed softly, searching everywhere in the Dragon Temple for herbs that could relieve sleep.
Thanks to the Inheritor’s Cloak’s special properties, even though she inhaled a lot of Hypnotic Gas, she could still remain absolutely awake, but the coughing was unavoidable, as the tiny particles inhaled into her lungs wouldn’t disappear.
From her perspective, she could see that ga Altaria and ga Steelix were in a battle stage, but she couldn’t leave the Dragon Temple.
Because all the Pokémon guarding the Dragon Temple had been forced into slumber, but she believed that once the Pokémon guarding the temple were awakened, it would be extrely difficult for the enemy to break in, and then there would be surplus strength to help outside.
"Found it."
The elder gripped the found Universal dicine, ready to run towards the fainted Dragon-type Pokémon, when a light wave suddenly flew in and exploded in front of her.
Bang!
The impact of the energy explosion instantly blasted the Dragon Elder away, and the Universal dicine in her hand fell to the ground and was crushed by a slightly odd-looking claw.
The arrivants were none other than the trio led by Bashu.
The elder struggled to lift her head and saw the Pokémon that attacked her—a Skarmory—and the Pokémon that crushed the Universal dicine—a Toxicroak.
Besides, there was also a Crobat glaring at her.
"Rocket Team..."
"That’s right! It is Rocket Team!" Pusen looked at the Dragon Elder with smugness and said, "I don’t like bullying old people. If you obediently hand over the Super Stone and Key Stone, we’ll turn and leave. Otherwise, don’t bla for tearing down this shabby house!"
As he spoke, a burst of fla suddenly surged from a distance.
The Skarmory dodged keenly, causing the nearby Crobat to be unfortunately hit and fall charred to the ground.
"Elder!"
A middle-aged man with temples frosted rushed out from the bushes, accompanied by a Dragonair resembling a long snake.
"Oh? There are quite a few that can still move!"
Pusen saw the middle-aged man squatting in front of the Dragon Elder checking her condition, showing no trace of tension on his face, "It seems like you won’t shed tears until you see the coffin. Everyone, attack! Brave Bird Assault!"
"Frozen Fist!"
"Ha!"
The Skarmory screeched with a piercing sound, its body igniting with sky-blue flas as it suddenly charged towards the Dragonair, behind it was the Toxicroak swinging an ice-blue fist.
The remaining Rocket Team mber quickly swapped Pokémon and shouted, "Muk! Mud Attack!"
The Muk, resembling a puddle of violet sludge, spurted several dark purple mud blobs towards the Dragonair!
The middle-aged man shouted in response, "Tornado!"
Facing the fierce offensive from the three Pokémon, the Dragonair lifted its tail and swung it rapidly, the orb at its tip lighting up in blue, forming a deep blue hurricane blowing towards the three attacking Pokémon.
Under the violent hurricane, the three Pokémon led by Skarmory surprisingly couldn’t break through for a mont.
"Not bad, truly worthy of the most mysterious teor People. Unfortunately, you old feudal relics are all brawn and no brains!" Pusen pulled out a rocket launcher from who knows where, pulling the trigger towards the Dragonair that had just used its move.
Bang!
Fire gushed from the barrel, a black sphere flew towards the Dragonair and quickly unfolded, the Dragonair hurriedly tried to escape, not expecting the black sphere to swiftly bind its body like chanical claws.
Red currents surged wildly, and Dragonair howled in pain, "Roooh!"
Though not knocked out, this still rendered Dragonair unable to fight, unable to resist against Skarmory and the other Pokémon.
"Dragonair! Try to break free of it!"
The middle-aged man supporting the Dragon Elder had an extrely unpleasant look.
If his main Pokémon were here, things wouldn’t have gone this far, previously he was too worried about the situation at the Dragon Temple and didn’t have ti to awaken the other dragons...
Now he could only hope that the Dragon-type Pokémon guarding the Dragon Temple could shed their skin to break free from the sleep state, or directly wake up from sleep.
He thought about the need to stall ti.
"Huh? No other Pokémon?"
Pusen hadn’t seen the middle-aged man release other Pokémon for a while, revealing a disappointed expression, "Daring to co over with just one Pokémon, old man, isn’t your courage too big."
"Less nonsense! Have you considered the consequences of doing such things?" The middle-aged man rebuked angrily.
The Dragon Elder raised her hand to signal him to pause, coughing as she stood up.
"If you leave the Dragon Temple now, I can pretend none of this ever happened," she said very seriously, looking at Pusen in mid-air.
Pusen t her gaze through his sunglasses, after a few seconds looked at the Rocket Team mbers beside him, and the three of them laughed loudly in unison, "At this point, still saying such aningless nonsense, that’s why you old fossils—"
Before he finished speaking,
The Skarmory suddenly flew in front of him, flapping its wings to hit an incoming bomb from an unknown source.
"Ha!"
Bang!
The bomb exploded violently, and golden yellow powder rapidly spread around, with tiny currents appearing on the surfaces of the three Pokémon present.
"Paralysis Powder!? Seems like there’s a little mouse nearby!"
Pusen quickly dropped the rocket launcher, covering his nose and mouth with one hand, and operated the hovercraft to swiftly retreat, "You two! Quick—"
Still didn’t give him extra ti to speak.
A Pokeball opening sound suddenly ca from behind him, Pusen turned around in astonishnt, only to find a small fist landing on his face, dragging him from mid-air to the ground.
Bang!
The impact of his head eting the ground nearly knocked Pusen out.
The two nearby Rocket Team mbers, scared by the unexpected assault, hastily reached for their Pokeballs.
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