The Rockets of the Spirits Start Chapter 433

Fengyuan Continent, Shuijing City.

In a dilapidated and dimly lit room, with both hands clasping Team Rocket's exclusive communication device, Lance's expression suddenly became solemn.

Looking at the short two lines of text on the screen, his pupils could not help shrinking violently for a few times, forcibly suppressing the hesitation and powerlessness in his heart, turning his head to face Lambda who was waiting beside him, and said in a low voice:

"Sir Itaki announced that Team Rocket is disbanded."

Lance's words instantly made Lambda's face change wildly. He couldn't believe it was the news from the leader, Banmu. He snatched the communication device in Lance's hand and looked anxiously at the above. Word.

"I announce that the Rockets are disbanded."

"Senior cadres in various regions are allowed to stand on their own, and at the same time, they can return to the temporary headquarters to receive the last resources."

"— Chief Banmu."

After reading the news, Lambda's eyes were filled with disbelief, as if his entire spiritual world had collapsed.

Silence...

Still silent...

The desolate and silent atmosphere in the room continued until Lance regained the communication device in Lambda's hand, and took out the information on the battlefield of the beasts that he had just received this morning, and asked in a calm tone.

"Lamda, the authority of Mr. Banmu's contact device account has been completely locked. You should understand what this means."

Knowing that Lance wanted to tell himself that they could no longer contact Lambda, the leader of Banmu.

Looking down at Lance's hands, the information on the battlefield of the divine beast that was passed on from undercover this morning, and there was an inexplicable glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"From now on, finding Mr. Banmu is our first task."

"In addition, according to the war process described in this intelligence, the divine beasts who hold the power will also become the targets of the two of us on the way, as a gift to welcome Mr. Itaki's return."

"That's what you want to tell me, Lance."

Hearing Lambda's unexpected and serious analysis, his mentality gradually returned to normal Lance as time passed. After nodding to him seriously, he continued following his words:

"I am afraid that the news of the disbandment of Team Rocket has been received by senior cadres in various regions, and even ordinary cadres may have been notified by Mr. Banmu."

"So we have to divide our troops into two groups, and you go to the Shenao area to be responsible for negotiating with the three beastmen, and tell me through the contact device, the attitude of the three of them."

"And I will personally return to the Guandu Continent, reorganize the personnel who have not defected from each base, and search for clues to the place where Mr. Banmu is."

After listening to Lance's additions, Lambda turned around and walked quickly to the exit of the sewer, and said in a very firm tone:

"It's not too late, I'll go to the Shenno area now to contact the three beastmen."

"However, before you return to Guandu, it's best to talk to Ma Zhishi first."

Lance, who was standing in front of the dilapidated wooden table in the room, heard Lambda's advice and understood in his heart how loyal Ma Zhishi, who was undercover in the Alliance, was to Banmu.

Putting away the information on the liaison device and the battlefield of the beast, looking at the empty sewer pipe after Lambda left, Lance, who had thought about the next target in his heart, said in a low voice with bright eyes:

"Dialga, Palukia, Giratina, I hope these three divine beasts in charge of space, time, and world-reversal can satisfy Mr. Itaki."

Just when Lance and Lambda started to move, Dawu, who returned to the headquarters of the Fengyuan Alliance in Caiyou City, was also led by a familiar secretary, and saw him sitting cross-legged on the floor of the secret room. Candle-like goatee old man.

Dawu, who didn't know what was going on in the alliance, looked at the goatee old man who raised his hand and called him. The worried look on his face couldn't help but become more serious. He walked quickly to the old man, and squatted down to reveal a little. With an unbelievable face, Vice asked softly:

"President, what's wrong with you?"

"What happened to the league when I was away?"

Hearing Dawu's question, the frail old man with the goatee still holding the sword, coughed twice towards the door of the secret room, and signaled the secretary who was leading the way for Dawu to leave, then said weakly:

"You are finally back."

"Now I say you remember, don't interrupt me."

Feeling that the breath of the old man with the goatee gradually became weaker, Dawu, who had a premonition in his heart, nodded seriously and also sat cross-legged on the wooden floor of the secret room.

Seeing Dawu learning to sit cross-legged on the ground, listening carefully and earnestly, knowing that his fragile heart, the old man with the goatee can no longer hold on.

With reluctance, he took out the Poké Ball of Hu Di and the Nightmare Tapir, and slowly handed it to Dawu. At the same time, he said in a voice like a breeze:

"My resignation letter is on the desk in the office. You will be the next president of the Hoenn Alliance. The old guys won't come out to trouble you again."

"Remember, except for Qianli, who was squeezed out by the Guandu Alliance, who I personally arranged to serve as a gym trainer in Chenghua City, you can really trust, and you can't give important positions to others at will."

"And the most important point, you must be careful to guard against that old thing Damalanchi!"

"He He…"

The goatee old man didn't finish his words, but Dawu, who forcibly interrupted him and asked, didn't have any thoughts of speaking at this moment.

Looking at the old man with the goatee whose head was weakly drooping, Dawu with a serious face knew that the president who had been nurturing him all these years had returned, but at this moment his heart was unusually calm.

Holding down the two wildly shaking Poké Balls, Dawu calmly picked up the body of the old man with the goatee and walked out of the secret room at the base of the Alliance Headquarters.

Ignoring the secretary outside the secret room door, with a very sad expression on his face, he put the corpse of the leader, who was highly respected by the alliance trainers, into the coffin that he had prepared in advance.

Dago, who already had his own judgment in his heart, said quietly in a cold voice:

"Help me inform Adam, Michael, the Four Heavenly Kings, and the trainers from various gyms to rush back to the headquarters."

"After doing these things~www.mtlnovel.com~ you will write down the specific process for the president to clean up the rebels in a document, and give it to me before 3:00 in the afternoon."

The secretary burst into tears, feeling the aura of a superior person emanating from Dawu, and quickly adjusted his uncontrollable state of mind, and replied in a deep voice:

"Yes, President Daigo."

Hearing the secretary's address to himself, Dawu respectfully bent over and closed the coffin, with an inexplicable look of dissatisfaction in his eyes, raised his hand to pick up the bright silver Pokeball and released the giant golden monster, and then instructed it to use his superpowers to move the coffin. Go to the morgue.

Looking at the secretary in suit who walked away quickly, and the giant golden monster who placed the long coffin on top of his head and slowly floated towards the exit of the passage,

Dao, who knew that he would take on all the responsibilities of the Hoenn Alliance, finally couldn't help it at this time, and roared heavily:

"Toxic tumor! Assholes! These **** bastards!"

"President, why didn't you wait for me to come back!!!"

In the silent passage, no one knew the growl in Dawu's heart.

After he released his emotions, the whole person calmed down again, and the calm expression returned to his face again.

Dawu, who didn't want to find excuses for himself, completely gave up his once naive idea in the words of the goatee old man on his deathbed.

The moment he stepped towards the exit of the passage, he silently threw the word resignation to Dawu, who was thrown into the reversal world. Looking at the alloy floor that reflected his face under his feet, he could not help but swear in a low voice:

"I will never disappoint your expectations."

"The Hoenn Alliance will also become the leader of the alliance."

"Master President..."

Chapter end