Charmeleon
The dust in the darkness was like a black fog that swallowed the light and gave way to silence and dark despair...
Until a wave of white flame burns the darkness, swallowing the smoke and wind and snow. Sowing light and warmth back onto the earth.
The white flame was so bright and hot.
Rope looked at the white flame with a look of relief in his eyes.
The smoke cleared, and a Pokémon with an orange-red body, appeared where it was. A horn-like bulge grew out of the top of its head, and its mouth became pointed, somewhat resembling a bird's beak. Its limbs and tail were longer than Charmander's, its claws were more elongated and sharp, and the end of its tail still burned with flames.
This is Charmeleon... a Pokémon that represents Charmander's true transformation from child to warrior.
Charmeleon's White Flame is Charmeleon's own ability. According to Professor Oak's Pokédex, Charmeleon can burst into greenish-white flames when he is emotionally excited.
The white flame in front of him was both Charmeleon's own ability and the effect of Rope's ability after it had been enhanced and purified.
Rope stroked his chin, it was obvious that the attack power of this white flame was quite a bit stronger than ordinary flames. It stood to reason that Mega Charizard X would have the ability to maintain the cyan flame on a regular basis.
So Rope thought again about whether or not to have Charmander, ah no, Charmeleon try to maintain the white flame to the extent that it could be used in normals as well.
Emm, not a bad breeding idea either.
And Ice, who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, froze a bit as she looked at the shiny Froslass that had been blasted away.
This situation was something she hadn't thought about.
Both Rope turning into a
Hardly, she was a bit confused. This wasn't even a normal matchmaking situation.
Who didn't have a basic law for sparring! There was such a huge difference in levels! How can this be a turnaround?
Unfortunately, Rope didn't know what was going through Ice's mind, and if he did, he would have silently said, "Cheater's world, you don't understand."
There was one thing to say, in fact, Charmeleon was strong and really beyond Rope's expectations. He rubbed his chin and wondered if his ability still had a solidifying effect. It felt like Charmeleon was even more supermodel now.
What if this evolved into Charizard...what more?
Rope got a little excited at the thought, but of course he also noticed that the move Charmeleon had just performed was no longer Ember but Flamethrower.
According to the game's settings, Flamethrower was a skill that could only be learned automatically at level 30.
Was Charmeleon's level already this high?
Regarding his Devil Fruit ability, just how many features did he have left untapped?
Rope felt a batch of headaches just thinking about it...
That damn unscrupulous gamer, can't you give a gold finger instruction manual when you send someone across the world?
Other people traveled with a system, but he didn't give a system, and he even had to figure out how to use the
It can be said that this is a cross over with a bloody start...
But at this moment, Rope couldn't think any further.
The battle wasn't over yet.
Shiny Froslass struggled to get up from the ground, and it was obvious that the attribute restraint had caused her enough damage.
However, as a powerful pseudo-Elite Four level Pokémon, she wasn't that vulnerable. Plus, Charmeleon's move had little time to percolate even though it was delivered with anger, and at best it could only be described as a hasty move to relieve herself. So the damage wasn't actually hitting enough in essence.
So trying to incapacitate her with a single stroke was unrealistic.
But Rope wouldn't worry about the battle right now. As for Growlithe's side...
At the moment, Growlithe was teasing Froslass...
He's hitting Froslass with Ember, then pouncing and hitting him with Fire Fang, then using Flame Wheel to distance himself, emphasizing the words "cheap" and "small".
If you get hit, use Morning Sun...
This is why Rope was never worried about Growlithe. Though this guy seemed to be stupid and naive, this guy was actually much smarter than Charmander.
After all, it was a Pokémon that had an innate understanding with Rope, and this personality was practically carved out of the same mold. Coupled with his unconditional trust in Rope, his strength has progressed even faster than Charmander's. Rope has to worry about Charmander's behavior.
Rope still has to worry about Charmander's evolution, but he doesn't worry about Growlithe's evolution at all, now give Growlithe a piece of Fire Stone, he can easily evolve into an Arcanine and his strength isn't weak.The reason why Rope doesn't allow him to evolve is because there is still a big piece of Growlithe's potential that hasn't been developed.
The guy's talent is off the charts.
Here again, I would like to thank some of the Mayor's old iron, the money-giving children, and the great good people!
Rope withdrew his gaze, then looked at Charmeleon, who was eyeing shiny Froslass intently, and ordered, "Charmeleon, Flamethrower!"
Charmeleon didn't think much when she heard Rope's order, and immediately an orange-red flame spewed out. It could be seen that there was still a white flame in the flames. But it was no longer dominant.
Thankfully, this Flamethrower, which had a little bit of power built up, could already be considered a Flamethrower.
With this Flamethrower, almost all the space in front of Charmeleon was filled with flames.
The temperature and amount of flames were outrageous.
It simply wasn't something a Charmeleon could reach anymore.
Froslass propped up the guarding Barrier amidst the flames, the emerald green Barrier blocked the potent flames, Froslass felt that he could only describe the power of the flames as potent right now.
The emerald green Barrier trembled slightly, as if it was one step away from shattering.
Froslass looked at Charmeleon, who was standing proudly with horrified eyes, with a pitiful expression after the flames disappeared and the Barrier was full of cracks.
Unfortunately, Charmeleon, as a strong-willed warrior, would not let his opponent go so easily.
So he slowly walked up to Froslass and extended his sharp claws.
There was no sympathy or pity in his steely eyes.
An enemy, should be killed by him on the battlefield as much as possible.
Since he stepped onto the battlefield, he should have the realization of certain death!
Thus, Charmeleon raised his claws high, in the eyes of Froslass' despair, and in the voice of Ice's shouted "no".
His claws flashed with white light, then flames. It slammed down.
And then...
It slammed into a new guarded Barrier...
Rope: ...
Charmeleon: ...
Froslass: shivering
Damn, two consecutive bails, of that quality?!!!!
Rope and Charmeleon are both feeling pretty bad about themselves.
Charmeleon blacks out and smashes several more times before breaking the Barrier.
Another claw knocked Froslass unconscious, then blacked out and headed in Rope's direction.
Grandma's leg, all the compulsion of a middle-aged warrior is gone !!!!