Pokémon: Rise of Evil

Chapter 356 Rushing to the 1st Legion

Listening to what Bannai said, Shota inexplicably smiled. He patted Bannai on the shoulder and said:

“It’s really well done.”

Hearing Shota's praise, Bannai, who was several years older than Shota, touched the back of his head embarrassedly.

Taking his hand off Bannerey's shoulder, Shota spoke to Himura who was standing behind Bannerey:

"Huimura, manage our people well. If there is any unusual movement, you can just start a riot here. Don't just surrender. I believe that you and Bannay can lead the members of the Lightning Team to deal with these two broken armies. Of course, I will try to come back tomorrow night."

"Yes, Führer."

Outside the rebel camp, there was silence, only the forest swaying gently in the night wind. Suddenly, a huge gust of wind whistled past, and a bird of astonishing size soared into the sky from the forest.

It spread its wide wings, covering the sky and the sun, as if it wanted to shroud the entire world in its shadow.

The moonlight sprinkled on the giant bird like water, making its silver-white feathers shine brightly, like the Milky Way, which was beautiful beyond words.

This mysterious and majestic giant bird seems to have come from a myth, carrying endless power and shocking momentum.

And on the broad and solid back of the giant bird, there was a human figure standing steadily.

No matter how fiercely the wind blew, his body remained as steady as a mountain, unmoving. He was dressed in a black robe, and his posture was as straight as a pine tree, like an unshakable mountain. The wind blew up the corners of his clothes, making a rustling sound, but his eyes were firm and calm, revealing an extraordinary temperament.

At this moment, he was like a king high above, overlooking the earth and all living beings below. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through all the secrets of the world.

In Zijin City, the roads that were once fairly flat and clean are now completely unrecognizable, replaced by rugged roads that are in disarray and full of cracks.

The once magnificent skyscrapers are now burning fiercely, with flames raging and thick smoke rising into the sky.

Even the foundations of the buildings, which were once extremely solid and stable, are now unable to withstand the heavy damage suffered by the upper floors. They are now shaky and seem likely to collapse at any time.

The burning armored vehicles made a series of grunting sounds, as if they were groaning in pain, or roaring in anger, telling the world the tragedy and cruelty of this war.

The blood, which should have been bright red and dazzling, turned into a dark black under the light of the fire, which was horrifying. The whole city was shrouded in death and destruction, like a purgatory on earth.

It was obvious that a fierce battle had broken out here, the scale of which was beyond imagination. Judging from the traces at the scene, the battle was extremely brutal, and even a drop of bright red blood was hard to find.

It is easy to imagine how cruel and ruthless this war was. It seemed as if all life was devoured in an instant, leaving only a dead silence and desolation.

Shota jumped off Lugia, and after a flash of red light took it into the Poké Ball, Shota walked on the streets of Violet City again, very familiarly.

But unlike the previous time, it is now dark.

The flames crackled as they burned fiercely. As one searchlight after another shone on Shota, the sounds of guns being loaded could be heard one after another.

But they didn't seem to have any intention of shooting. After a while, a man who looked like the captain came out. He took off his helmet, revealing a face with a missing right eye and a stitched-like wound on his left cheek.

"Mr. Shota, the second commander of the Alliance Army, long time no see. I think this is the second time we meet."

Looking at the captain's ugly smile, Shota thought for a moment and smiled back.

Seeing Shota's smile, the captain-like figure smiled bitterly, then stretched out his hand and asked the soldiers to put down their guns, and said to Shota:

"We have been waiting for you for a long time. Please get in the car."

There was a sound like stepping on mud and the sound of a car engine starting, and only the flames were still burning and crackling.

Inside the camp of the Union Army's First Army, many officers gathered outside a ward, talking in low voices. From their worried expressions, it was obvious that this was not going to be a good thing.

With the sound of the door creaking, several doctors in white coats that were almost completely red walked out of the ward.

As soon as he walked out, he was surrounded by a large group of officers and generals. Everyone was talking about something, but they were all asking the same question.

"How is the elder?"

But before they could wait for the answer from the doctors in red coats, they were rudely interrupted by someone.

"Get out of my way!"

The voice came from behind them. The generals and officers turned around and saw the elder's personal guards escorting a man towards them.

"Who is this person? Does anyone know?"

"I know this man is the commander of the Second Legion. I heard he won a victory on Route 111."

"That's great. We should ask him to turn around and help us immediately."

As they spoke, a group of generals and officers were about to rush forward, but they were rudely interrupted by the captain of the guards who was protecting Shota:

"Go away!"

As he said this, the captain of the guard took the butt of his rifle and smashed it on the head of a general.

Along with the screams of a general, there was also the extreme brightness of the gunshot in the dim light.

The officers and generals were so shocked by this behavior that they stood there in shock. Just when someone wanted to protest in anger, his mouth was blocked by a gun barrel.

"Get out of the way! Or you'll die here!"

Facing the hideous face of the captain of the guards, the generals and officers were finally frightened and moved away to the left and right.

Shota watched quietly as the chaotic scene calmed down, and under the escort of the royal guards, he came to the door of the medical room.

As the door opened slightly, a subtle voice came out:

"You are Shouta, right? My master has something to ask you..."

Listening to the trembling voice of the old butler, Xiangtai had roughly guessed what had happened in the ward.

So, what on earth did this old fellow Zheshui want to talk to me about when he was on the verge of life and death?

Shota thought so and successfully entered the medical room under the protection of the guards.