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The Druddigon misstepped, losing control, thereby exposing a well-protected vulnerability.
The Beedrill took advantage and quickly approached the Druddigon.
This time, it was well-prepared.
The Cross Cut slashed with its sharp Double Needle, striking the relatively softer belly of the Druddigon.
Although it still failed to trigger the Sniper trait, it caused significant damage.
Bang!
A cross-shaped scar appeared on the Druddigon's abdomen, with light crimson oozing out along the wound.
Injured.
"Roar!!"
The Druddigon didn't even bother to first pull out its foot; after barely regaining its stance, the Dragon Claw, wrapped in thick Dragon Energy, directly attacked the Beedrill's back.
However, a thin layer of azure psychic power covered its arm, attempting to slow down its attack speed.
It was the Abra.
At the same time, under the Psychic Arena, Togetic also used Secret Power, which transformed into Telekinesis, triggering the Celestial Grace additional effect, influencing the Druddigon's speed.
But this time, the Druddigon's plan to forcefully stop the bleeding by exchanging injury for injury did not succeed because its unsteady body led to an attack deviation.
Upon landing a successful hit, the Beedrill didn't linger in battle, quickly withdrawing and retreating.
With great difficulty, the Druddigon finally pulled its foot out of that pond, shaking off the water and mud stuck to it.
Angrily, it glanced around.
Everywhere was full of ponds, yet it didn't know which was deep or shallow, greatly limiting its ability to move.
Moreover, the Druddigon suddenly felt a chill.
The fog thickened, and the light faded; the warmth inside its body rapidly dissipated.
"Roar!!"
But the Druddigon disregarded all of this; it now just wanted to tear the Beedrill to pieces.
It looked around.
For a moment, it didn't know where to set its foot.
"Togetic," Natsuhiko called softly.
"Chakiye!" Togetic understood, moving to the side of the Druddigon, its wings flapping, its arms bending toward each other, forming a small whirlwind in front of it, with light pink speckles swirling within.
Fairy Wind!
Whoosh—
When this wind blew across it, the Druddigon felt extremely uncomfortable, never having resisted something so much, as if it harbored a tremendous psychological resistance to this wind, even mixed with some dread.
The Fairy Type has a type advantage over Dragon Types.
The Druddigon staggered on its feet, once again reaching the edge of a pond.
Bang!
In its panic, the Beedrill took the opportunity from Togetic's side to launch a "Jousting Return"!
The Deadly Needle Stab brushed past, bringing the final straw to the Druddigon's already unstable footing.
Splosh!
This time, the Druddigon's entire body was submerged in the pond.
As it struggled to get out of the pond, it inevitably withstood another round of relentless attacks from several Pokémon.
With great difficulty, once it emerged, the muscle contraction in the Druddigon's body, due to the rapid loss of temperature, caused its entire skin to wrinkle.
Its body temperature uncontrollably decreased.
Meanwhile, Togetic took over the main attacking position from Beedrill.
Frequent Fairy Winds, with Beedrill and Shuckle defensively switching for assistance, shifted to angles of resistance and distraction.
Through meticulous calculations, perfect cooperation, and type advantage, the Druddigon slowly walked into the "trap" that Natsuhiko had set up.
Ultimately deep in the quagmire, the more it struggled, the more furious it became, and the more it lost its reason; the less it could escape.
In the end.
The elite-level Dragon-type Pokémon, Druddigon, under the successive bombardments of Togetic and Beedrill, finally fell heavily to the ground, its eyes rolled up, losing its battle capability.
"Squeak!"
"Abra!"
"Chakiye!"
Three Pokémon shouted excitedly in unison.
To deal with this Druddigon, they truly exhausted every ounce of their creativity, just like taking down a Boss in a game. It wasn't weaker, yet they eroded it with cooperation and strategy.
This accomplishment of overcoming power with careful scheming cannot be compared to anything.
Through this battle, they also learned a lesson.
In a way, Pokémon stronger than them aren't unbeatable as long as they work together. It's not impossible to turn the improbable into the possible.
With Natsuhiko throwing the Pokeball and capturing this elite-level Druddigon, their mission culminated satisfactorily.
Gazing through the red glass of the Pokeball at the quietly lying Druddigon, Natsuhiko revealed a satisfied smile.
Simply capturing this Druddigon already made this island venture extremely profitable.
Dragon-type Pokémon, elite-level strength—these aspects alone made the Druddigon's worth incredibly high.
The point is.
This truly is an authentic Dragon-type Pokémon.
However, his gains shouldn't be limited to just this.
Lifting his eyes toward the cave where the Druddigon resided.
"Considering Druddigon's near-overlord status in this area, there should be some treasures in its cave," Natsuhiko murmured.
The evening darkened.
Pulling out a flashlight, he ventured into Druddigon's cave with a few Pokémon.
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...
"Boss Henry, here we are at that sea area we discovered last time. Here we can block signals to avoid the Saint Anus and 'Black King's personnel searching for us. We can also take a good rest then..."
Aboard the Blood Red Werewolf, Henry listened to his subordinates reporting.
Henry's frosty gaze swept across the desolate sea area.
"In a place without signals, we can also easily get lost. Remember to mark your way," Henry said rationally.
"Yes!"
"Also, if we want to rest, we can't just drift on the sea. First, find a place to land."
"Understood. But we haven't thoroughly explored this sea area, to find a place to land quickly might be..."
"Hmm?"
Bloodshot eyes appeared in Henry's vision, like a starving wolf licking its wounds in the night; no one could provoke him.
The crew member shivered and quickly added, "I'll immediately send someone to explore around. We should be able to find a landing spot soon."
"Go ahead." Henry withdrew his gaze, waving his hand lightly.
...
...
"No way..."
The ship erupted in wails of despair.
Under the desperate gazes of the crew, Binina stood with her head held high and hands on her hips, "What are you panicking about? Isn't getting lost a part of sailing? If you don't get lost a few times, how can you call yourself a true pirate?"
This was the pirate ship of "Charming Star" Binina and her crew.
A middle-aged woman lightly tapped her forehead.
"You guys actually let our 'directionally challenged' captain lead the way, are you sure none of you have a screw loose?"
"Didn't see you stopping her..." someone muttered softly.
That got unanimous recognition from others.
The despair on the middle-aged woman's face deepened, "You haven't experienced it, but when Binina first became a pirate, she led us around the sea for three months without finding a single island to land on.
We were this close, just a little bit more, to becoming the first pirates to die at sea from losing our way..."
"Freaking out about what?" Binina's eyes bulged, "This time, the ship is stocked with plenty of supplies. Even if... even if we wander for one or two months, so what? Just consider it playtime."
Looking at the "justified and confident" Binina, everyone was filled with despair.
But, at that moment.
A crew member on the lookout tower suddenly shouted, "Captain, a small boat is coming toward us."
"Who is it?" Binina put away her joking demeanor.
"It seems... to be the 'Scarlet' people!"