Chapter 304: The Little Wolf King
The two sides instantly clashed.
The Persian clan, relying on their tree-climbing advantage and greater numbers, initially suppressed the Drapion clan.
But because Drapion and Skorupi had harder shells and poisoned claws, the Persian and Meowth didn't dare fight them head-on.
This battle would likely last for a while.
But this was exactly what Will wanted to see.
The longer the battle lasted.
The more energy and stamina both sides would consume.
The Persian leader was currently fighting a Drapion around Lv. 60.
Because of the ~10 level difference.
The Persian leader looked very comfortable.
He slowly circled the Drapion, leisurely licking his paw.
As soon as the Drapion approached.
He lightly jumped up a tree to dodge the attack.
Compared to the Mightyena clan, the Drapion species...
Didn't have much better ranged attack methods.
The only ranged attack they could learn naturally was Venoshock (and Pin Missile/Poison Sting, but Venoshock is more potent).
The Persian leader at least had Power Gem.
Between the two moves, whether in power or stamina consumption, Power Gem had the advantage.
Moreover.
Power Gem was harder to dodge.
Therefore.
The Drapion could only be slowly toyed with and tormented by the Persian leader.
No matter how furiously the Drapion raged, the Persian leader remained unmoved.
He had no intention of getting close to the Drapion.
Nor would he give the Drapion a chance to poison him.
The surrounding situations were basically the same.
Three Persians besieging one Drapion.
Four Meowth taking turns attacking one Skorupi.
It was basically like this.
However.
Drapion and Skorupi weren't slow.
Occasionally, their sudden acceleration would catch the Persians and Meowth off guard.
Once scratched by their claws...
The deadly poison would instantly flow into the Persian or Meowth's blood. Before long, they would be fully paralyzed or writhing in pain.
At such times, the Drapion and Skorupi would seize the opportunity to finish them off.
Especially.
Some Persians and Meowth would get distracted by shiny objects, and a moment of inattention could lead to death.
So.
As time passed.
Although the Persian clan maintained the upper hand, quite a few Persians and Meowth had fallen.
About half an hour passed.
The Drapion clan was basically wiped out. Only a few scattered Skorupi escaped in the chaos, disappearing into the forest.
The Persian clan lost about 40 Persians or Meowth.
More than half were dead.
The other dozen or so were unconscious or poisoned, but not dead.
The remaining twenty were all Persians.
Several were injured, and the others had consumed a lot of stamina.
Now.
Was precisely the Persian clan's weakest moment.
"About time. The remaining twenty should be easy to deal with."
Will sat on a tree branch, swinging his legs, the corners of his mouth gradually rising.
He stared at the remaining twenty cats immersed in collecting shiny things, looked up at the sky, and howled:
"Awooo~"
The immature wolf howl sounded powerless.
But it startled all the Persians present.
Their fur stood up instantly, and they jerked their heads toward Will, looking for the creature that made the howl.
The Persian leader reacted the fastest.
He spotted Will instantly.
Swish!
The Persian leader's gaze was cold; he darted toward Will without a word.
His speed was so fast Will's heart skipped a beat.
His naked eye couldn't track the Persian's figure anymore; he relied entirely on Aura perception to sense the opponent's location.
However.
He wasn't panicked.
In the blink of an eye.
The Persian leader reached Will, raising his claws high.
Just then.
A gray figure dropped fiercely from the canopy, stomping heavily on the Persian leader's spine.
It was Wolf Mom!
"Heh."
Will grinned.
Given Wolf Mom's protectiveness, how could she allow him to run into the Persian territory alone?
The reason she let him come.
Was naturally because she was protecting him closely.
He looked down.
Wolf Mom's hind legs stepped on the Persian's spine, her front paws pinned his head, and her sharp fangs bit into the back of his neck.
Crack.
The sound of bones breaking.
The Elite Four-level Persian leader had his cervical vertebrae crushed by Wolf Mom in one bite.
The Persian leader had almost no ability to resist from start to finish.
This was why he never dared to go to war with Wolf Mom and feared being targeted by her.
Because.
He was no match for Wolf Mom at all.
He could occupy a place on the mountainside with his clan solely because Wolf Mom valued the lives of her subordinates and puppies.
"Big gap, huh?"
Will finally saw the strength of Wolf Mom and the Persian leader clearly.
Wolf Mom was solidly Elite Four level.
Around Lv. 75.
Very powerful, capable of being the ace of future Elite Four trainers.
The Persian leader was around Lv. 70, barely squeezing into the Elite Four level.
With this level difference and a sneak attack...
Death was certain.
Mightyena didn't fight like Drapion.
They were like Persians.
Assassins.
Unless hunting tanky Pokémon that required teamwork and whittling down...
They aimed for one-hit kills.
With the Persian leader's physique...
One bite was enough.
After watching for a moment, Will stopped paying attention to the situation below.
He looked up at the battlefield ahead.
From the surrounding forest, gray figures rushed out one by one.
Seventy Mightyena attacked in full force.
They surrounded the remaining Persians from all directions.
Passing by unconscious Persians and Meowth, they didn't forget to deliver a bite to send them on their way.
The remaining Persians were terrified, scrambling up trees in panic.
Some Persians didn't even forget to hold onto shiny objects in their mouths at a time like this.
Truly defining "money over life."
Watching this, Will shook his head gently:
"Useless."
Since he knew the Mightyena clan's weakness against the Persian clan (climbing trees/ranged attacks)...
How could he not think of helping his kin solve this problem?
Back when the cat invasion incident happened, Will was already thinking about letting the Mightyena learn new moves.
Although Will's level was still low.
He hadn't recalled many moves from his past lives.
And he basically didn't know the ranged moves Mightyena could learn.
But wasn't Wolf Mom here?
Was there a more suitable teacher than Wolf Mom?
With Will's reminder.
Wolf Mom had started teaching the Mightyena Dark Pulse two weeks ago.
Actually.
Will preferred Psychic Fangs (Psychic Fangs isn't ranged, but it breaks screens. Maybe he means something else or just a strong move). Or maybe a move that's hard to dodge.
But the problem was.
According to Wolf Mom, she took a long time to learn Psychic Fangs herself.
After all.
Psychic wasn't a STAB type for Mightyena; learning it was difficult.
Especially since some Mightyena might not even have Psychic energy in their bodies.
They needed to start by condensing energy.
That was too much effort.
So Will settled for the next best thing, choosing the STAB Dark Pulse for the Mightyena to learn.
Although not as effective as Psychic Fangs (against Poison maybe? Or just coverage?), it should be enough for this situation.
Just as the Persians climbed the trees.
"Dark Pulse!"
Will's voice came from afar.
A wave of Mightyena looked up simultaneously.
Black-purple energy gathered in their mouths, then condensed into energy balls that were spat out.
This was one of the simplest ways to use Dark Pulse.
More complex versions could transform this energy into other forms, like a vortex.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Energy balls exploded on branches and trunks.
The terrified Persians jumped to neighboring branches.
"Snarl!"
A sound like evil spirits claiming lives rang out again.
"Woof woof!"
Another wave of Mightyena roared together.
The piercing sound waves made the Persians tremble or stiffen, falling toward the ground.
"Tear them apart."
The wolves pounced together.
Less than twenty Persians were torn to pieces by sixty or seventy Mightyena in an instant.
Blood stained the earth red.
Golden fur and purple shells were scattered throughout the forest.
Will strolled leisurely from the forest to the center of the battlefield, with Wolf Mom following closely, carrying the Persian leader's corpse.
The wolves, eyes blood-red, shifted their gaze to Will.
Their hearts were filled with excitement and thrill.
But.
The leader hadn't howled yet.
How could the minions dare?
Will turned to look at Wolf Mom.
Wolf Mom stared at him and lifted her chin.
"Me?"
Will was stunned, blinked, then raised his head:
"Awooo~"
The immature voice sounded again in the forest. But it seemed to have no impact, like a stone dropping into the ocean.
"Awooo~" (xN!)
The wolves followed closely, straining their throats to let out soul-shaking howls.
Countless Bug and Bird Pokémon were startled into the sky by the wolf howls; the entire forest seemed agitated.
They were informing every Pokémon on this mountain.
From today on.
This mountain had only one master.
The ten Mightyena led by the one-eyed wolf gathered around, circling Will excitedly.
At this moment, they didn't look like wolves at all.
Instead, they looked like dogs.
"Woof!"
Wolf Mom barked.
The wolves picked up the meat on the ground and headed for the mountaintop plateau.
This meat couldn't be wasted; it was high-quality food.
Then.
Wolf Mom walked over, picked Will up by the scruff, threw him onto her back, and carried him home.
Along the way.
Many Pokémon peeked out from the dark, secretly observing the Mightyena procession.
Many saw it.
On the back of the Wolf King... rode a small black-and-blue Pokémon.
Looking like a dog.
But.
Later, everyone privately called him...
The Little Wolf King.
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