"Peter should have notified those Great Wolfdogs by now, right?"
Sutter thought that Aiven had done this to help the Great Wolfdogs earn the villagers' trust, just like he had with the Gloom last time.
But as time went by, Sutter grew uneasy. Why hadn't the Great Wolfdogs shown up yet? Hadn't Aiven arranged this?
He looked at Aiven again and saw that, at some point, he had closed his eyes.
No way... Sutter fell silent. Had Aiven really not prepared a backup plan?
Just then, Aiven suddenly opened his eyes and patted the Ironclad Rhinoceros beside him. "I'll be counting on you in a moment."
At Aiven's words, the Ironclad Rhinoceros gave an excited snort, looking eager to fight. Meanwhile, Mukkuru, who had been standing on its back, took flight, ready to join the battle at any moment.
Aiven hadn't notified the Great Wolfdogs... Uncle Darby's heart tightened. He glanced east and gripped the iron farming tool in his hand.
Beside him, arcs of electricity crackled over Luxray's body. It was ready to charge in at any moment.
He had counted earlier: there were twenty-three Tangela on the field. With the help of the Ironclad Rhinoceros and the Luxray, they stood a chance.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The battle between the Tangela and Gloom continued.
With Sleep Powder proving ineffective, the Gloom used Absorb Technique.
But just as Aiven had said, the Tangela were also very skilled at using Absorb Technique. Green light flashed across the field as their attacks canceled one another out, having little effect on the Tangela.
By contrast, these Tangela, who had lived in the wild for a long time, had far more combat experience than the newly evolved Gloom.
Once the Gloom's three main tricks had failed, the difference in strength between the two sides