Pokémon: This trainer is too wild!

Chapter 214 The True Ideal is the Strongest! Kyurem, you are the most pitiful.
"N, we have to run! Kyurem is coming!"

Czech Rom hurriedly said to N.

"Kyurem?" N was taken aback.

Quetzalcoatl was also taken aback. Kyurem had arrived?
Ghetsis has always considered Kyurem to be the legendary Pokémon he most desires, but he has never been able to find Kyurem's location, and he has not done a good job in the preliminary preparations.

Therefore, the plan to attack Kyurem has never been initiated.

I never expected Kyurem to show up on his own initiative. Why?
Zekrom did not answer N's ​​question. It grabbed N and Quidditch and then quickly took flight to leave.

As one of the dragon Pokémon that split off from Unova's dragon god, no one in the world, except for Reshiram, knows Kyurem's terror better than it.

Roar~!

The distant dragon's roar seemed clearer, and even N and Quixote could faintly hear it.

Moreover... the celestial phenomena seem to be wrong as well.

N, sitting in the paws of the Czechoslovakian, suddenly felt a cool sensation on his face. He touched it with his hand and found a damp mark.

rainwater?

But N soon understood.

Scattered snowflakes fell, it was actually snowing?
N was very puzzled. It was still summer, and this place was near Higaki City, so the location was not special. Where did the snow come from?

“Czech Römer, what’s going on?”

"It's Kyurem! And..."

Zekrom's low telepathic communication was heavy with anxiety; it could already sense that Kyurem was getting closer and closer!
"It's coming for me!"

"Roar~!"

A domineering and ferocious dragon roar resounded through the sky, and a powerful beam of ice-blue light shot through the air, heading straight for Zekrom's back.

Ice-type freezing beam!
"Czechrom! Watch out!"

Czechrom knew this, of course, and quickly turned to the side to try to dodge, but it was still a little too late.

A powerful beam of ice swept across, directly grazing the right side of Zekrom's body.

Click click click~

With a sickeningly loud freezing sound, the Ice Dragon's freezing beam possessed astonishingly strong freezing power, instantly freezing Zekrom's right back with crystalline ice crystals.

Czechrom groaned in pain as his body fell uncontrollably, crashing heavily onto a mountaintop.

Boom!

The ground trembled violently when the Czech Republic's Rom slammed into the ground.

But in order to protect N, Zekrom forcibly raised his right claw.

“Czech Römer!” N exclaimed in surprise.

The ice relentlessly eroded Zekrom's body, but Zekrom endured the excruciating pain and placed N and Quidditch on the ground.

"N, you guys go quickly," Czechrom said in a deep voice.

N was about to say something when a low growl came from above. Looking up, he saw a huge, gray-black dragon-shaped Pokémon standing in the sky.

That violent and ferocious aura and icy gaze were terrifying.

Dark Kyurem!
Ghetsis stared intently at Dark Kyurem, this was the strongest dragon, Kyurem!
But the next second, Ghetsis's eyes darkened. If Mammon hadn't 'stolen' Akroma, then this Kyurem would have been his sooner or later!
It's all that damned Mammon's fault!

"Black Dragon! Found you."

Dark Kyurem looked down at Zekrom with an extremely ferocious expression.

Czechrom slowly stood up, shielding N and Quixote behind him.

"why?"

Zekrom couldn't understand why Dark Kyurem would suddenly attack it.

This is so abrupt and illogical. Ever since the dragon split apart, Kyurem has been sleeping somewhere and has never been born.

But now Kyurem has actually shown up on his own initiative, and Zekrom doesn't believe there's no reason for it.

"It's been over two thousand years, you know, Black Dragon, I've indulged you for far too long."

Dark Kyurem's eyes were cold and indifferent, and his deep telepathic communication showed no emotional fluctuation whatsoever.

"Whether it's you or the White Dragon, you are both a part of me. It's time for you to come back."

That's right, in Kyurem's view, both Reshiram and Zekrom are originally part of it!

Its body is empty, and this cold 'empty' space can only be filled by black and white dragons.

“No,” Zekrom directly denied.

"Ice Dragon, we are not your possessions. White Dragon, you, and I are already different individuals."

Zekrom does not agree with Dark Kyurem's words. It and the White Dragon have long had their own will and meaning of existence. Its name is Zekrom, not 'part of the Unova Dragon God', much less 'part of Kyurem'.

"Oh?"

Dark Kyurem narrowed his golden dragon eyes slightly, his gaze growing even colder.

It started snowing lightly again.

"Ice Dragon, you are far more powerful than us, but you are not it after all. Even if you merge with us, you will still only be Kyurem and cannot become it!"

However, Zekrom was not afraid. He met Dark Kyurem's gaze and expressed his thoughts.

Yes, in Zekrom's view, Kyurem is just Kyurem; it is not the Unova Dragon God, nor can it become the Unova Dragon God.

Because Kyurem's 'heart' is empty!

"Black Dragon, it seems you're not just a piece of trash, but a pathetic piece of trash."

Kyurem was very disdainful; even at this point, Zekrom was still being stubborn.

“You’re the most pitiful one, Ice Dragon,” Zekrom replied.

Authentic, ideal, and the strongest.

The Unova Dragon God split into three entities: Zekrom represents the will of 'ideal', and Reshiram represents the will of 'truth'.

Only Kyurem possessed the strongest husk, and its power far surpassed that of the white and black dragons.

However, it is 'empty'; its body is empty, and its heart is also 'empty'.

Truth and ideal represent not only the will of the Black Dragon and the White Dragon, but also their meaning of existence.

But Kyurem is different, because it is merely a shell lacking the 'inner self'; it possesses nothing but power. Therefore, Kyurem is a recluse, showing no interest in most things, and since its birth, it has almost exclusively resided in the Giant's Cave.

Therefore, in Zekrom's view, Kyurem was actually the most pitiful of the three dragons, because Kyurem didn't even know what the meaning of its existence was.

“Ridiculous,” Kyurem scoffed.

"You weak and pathetic creatures, who find meaning in life only by relying on humans, what right do you have to lecture me?"

"Only a weakling like you would seek ideals. Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to a piece of trash like you. You don't deserve it."

"Black Dragon, from now on, you can stay inside me and keep watch. Don't worry, it won't be long. I'll soon send White Dragon to join you."

Kyurem's tone was menacing.

Beams of light condensed on its wings on its back and then shot out at high speed toward Zekrom on the ground.

This is the spiked beam of the gene wedge.

Kyurem was too tired to listen to Zekrom's nonsense.

"Zekrom!"

N's pupils contracted.

Zekrom immediately took flight to dodge the twisted, spiked beams of light, his body crackling with lightning.

One after another, 100,000 volts shot out rapidly, continuously striking the incoming beam of light.

However, these beams were extremely resilient; even when struck by 100,000 volts, they only paused briefly before continuing their attack on Zekrom.

Before long, Zekrom had nowhere to hide and was surrounded by spiked beams of light in mid-air.

The Czech Röhm roared, its tail turbine spinning wildly.

But the next moment.

Sizzle!

Spikes pierced Zekrom's body, causing him to roar in pain, and the lightning on his tail instantly dissipated.

“Czech Röhm!!” N exclaimed in surprise.

"The Gene Wedge!" Quixote understood instantly.

Dark Kyurem growled, and more and more Gene Wedges pierced into Zekrom's body. In the blink of an eye, Zekrom was enveloped in a blue-white light and was quickly dragged back to Dark Kyurem's front.

"Release Zekrom!"

Although N did not understand what had happened, he felt a surge of intense fear.

Zoroark appeared in front of N, and black energy condensed around him.

The ball of light, bound by the gene wedge, gradually shrank, and Dark Kyurem opened its bloody maw, aiming it at the ball of light.

"Shut up!!"

N stared at this scene, his mind filled with unprecedented fear and anger, causing him to uncontrollably roar at Dark Kyurem.

Zoroark's Dark Pulse was aimed at Dark Kyurem, but Dark Kyurem simply tore it apart with a single claw.

"Get out of here quickly..."

A low, weak voice came from the depths of N's heart.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you achieve your dream, N..."

In their line of sight, the ball of light that Zekrom had transformed into was swallowed whole by Dark Kyurem, and dense blue lightning lit up on Dark Kyurem's body.

N's mind was buzzing, his brain went blank, and his pupils trembled violently.

“Czechrom…Czechrom…”

His Zekrom was 'eaten' by Dark Kyurem? How could this be?

But Dark Kyurem certainly didn't care about the two humans below; the blue lightning crackling around its body gradually disappeared into its body.

After absorbing the Czechrom, it could feel the expansion within its body.

It comes not only from the power of Zekrom, but also from the 'inner self' that returned after absorbing Zekrom.

Power! An endless stream of power! It's surging forth!!

"Roar~!!!"

Dark Kyurem raised its head and roared, its exhilarating dragon cry resounding through the sky, and a tangible shockwave shook the surrounding area.

It has become stronger!

Having fully adapted to the new power, Dark Kyurem gazed into the distance. Now the Black Dragon has returned, and only the White Dragon remains!

However... it couldn't sense the white dragon's location; the white dragon had hidden itself.

Dark Kyurem's eyes were cold, but what could it do? It would find the White Dragon!

Returning to its body is the destiny of the white dragon and the black dragon.

The black dragon says it can't become the Unova Dragon God? Ridiculous! It's Kyurem, and it will always be Kyurem!
It never wanted to become the Unova Dragon God again; it is the strongest Kyurem, and that is enough.

Dark Kyurem turned around; it was about to leave.

"give me back……"

Upon hearing this voice, Dark Kyurem turned his head slightly and glanced sideways at the human below who had spoken.

"Give me back Czechoslovakia!!"

N stared at Dark Kyurem, his emotions gradually spiraling out of control.

How could he accept that Jekrom was his companion, the most important companion he valued most?

You could even see that N's eyes were red.

"Why...why do this?"

However, Dark Kyurem remained unmoved. It merely glanced at N sideways before quickly flying away and disappearing into the horizon.

Watching helplessly as Dark Kyurem disappeared from sight, N turned deathly pale, finally collapsing to the ground, his eyes closed in agony, tears streaming down his face.

"Czech Republic..."

Despair spread through his heart.

(End of this chapter)