Pokémon the Movie: The Journey of a Slate

Turning his gaze back to the battlefield, the dazzling light lasted for several seconds before slowly dissipating.

In the center of the platform, a huge, bottomless charred pit appeared. The rocks on the edge appeared to be melted glass, and wisps of green smoke rose.

At one edge of the pit, the tall figure of Tyrannosaurus was half-kneeling, her dark blue scales covered with burnt marks, especially on her chest and abdomen, where a huge scar was shocking.

Garchomp was panting violently, spewing out hot white air with every breath. The light in her vertical pupils was still sharp, but the aura surging around her had weakened a lot. Ma's all-out attack of evil caused her unprecedented damage, but she still stood and had the strength to fight.

On the other side of the pit, Ma's figure lay quietly on the charred rock. His red and inky black fur had lost its luster and turned gray, his fluffy mane was stained with dust and burn marks. He closed his eyes tightly, and his breath was as weak as a candle in the wind.

However, just when Ma's consciousness was about to sink completely, an unprecedented vast will suddenly burst out from the depths of his broken body.

"Ma——!" Aislo's mind resonated with it, and the silent cry echoed in their hearts.

Ma's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, they were no longer cold blue, but turned into two vortexes burning with blazing white light! A terrifying force field that surpassed the champion level spread out with him as the center.

This mental force field carried a strange aura that could distort reality. The space of the platform seemed to be strangely distorted at this moment. The light was pulled into grotesque lines, and the collapsed rock fragments were suspended in defiance of gravity. Shirona even had a moment of trance, as if she saw the Glaceon and Milotic who had fallen long ago standing up again.

Legendary realm!

This was proof that when Ma's body reached its limit, he finally broke through with the bond of Eslo and stepped into the realm of fighting legends. This pure mental pressure even temporarily suppressed Garchomp's dragon power.

The distorted illusions tore at Garchomp's sanity. Various attacks, real or not, kept appearing out of thin air from all directions around her and then attacked her.

"Crack!" Land Shark let out a roar, and the clouds in the sky were torn into a huge gap by the sound waves as the explosion sounded.

However, Ma Chuanqi's aura was like a flash in the pan, and it quickly weakened after it burst out. The blazing white light in his eyes quickly dimmed, turned back to a dim blue, and finally slowly closed. His body twitched slightly, and he completely lost all consciousness.

"Ma...thank you." Aislo quickly took back his unconscious partner with a gentle voice. When the boy raised his head again, he only had the last Poké Ball in his hand.

Shirona looked at the seriously injured Garchomp who was gasping for breath, then looked at the last Poké Ball in Eslo's hand. Her gray-blue eyes were filled with solemnity and a hint of...expectation.

"Go, Magura! I'll leave it to you in the end!" Eslo's voice was no longer low, but full of passionate fighting spirit. He threw the last Poké Ball with force.

A red light flashed, and a nimble and swift figure landed lightly on the ground. Ma'la's sharp claws flashed coldly in the dim light, and his eyes were serious and sharp.

However, the moment he landed, Ma'la's body suddenly stiffened.

Even though Garchomp was seriously injured and even though she was disturbed by Ma's aura and illusion, she was still fighting against a legend. The terrifying dragon might and the momentum accumulated from hundreds of battles and the slaughter of countless powerful enemies still hit Ma's heart like an invisible hammer. This was the instinctive fear brought about by the absolute gap in life level and combat experience.

Ma'la's pupils contracted violently, and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably. Simply by being shocked by the breath, his memories began to emerge in his mind like a passing show.

The bloody memory of his mother's tragic death at the hands of a powerful poacher made Ma'la almost want to turn around and flee. After all, he had just broken through the champion level not long ago and was the "youngest" member of Aislo's team.

“Ma’la!” Aislo’s shout was like thunder, instantly piercing Ma’la’s mind that was shrouded in fear. He subconsciously turned his head and looked at the boy behind him, “Look at me! Believe in yourself! Just like we did all the way here!”

There was no reproach in Eslo's voice, which was like warm sunshine, dispelling the cold haze of fear in Mamaura's heart. The complex, reluctant and expectant look in his father's eyes when he entrusted him to Gengar's grandmother before his death overlapped with Eslo's trustful look at this moment.

"U--La!!" Ma-U-La let out a scream full of determination, and he raised his head suddenly, with an unprecedented fighting spirit burning in his dark red pupils. His absolute trust in his trainer, his promise to his deceased parents and the past, and his sense of responsibility for the fighter plane that his partners had created with all their efforts finally overwhelmed his instinctive fear.

Mama's body no longer trembled, instead, its muscles were tensed to the extreme in an explosive posture.

"Freeze beam!" Aislo's command was still concise. Mamaura's speed was their only chance.

Ma Xian pulled, and his figure instantly turned into a dark afterimage, so fast that it left blurry tracks in the air!

Although the severely injured Garchomp sensed the threat, her severe injuries and her mind, which had not yet completely recovered from the illusion, made her reaction fatally slow.

Ma's sharp claws crossed in front of his chest as he moved at high speed. Extreme cold air condensed madly, and an ice-blue beam of light emitting a terrifyingly low temperature shot with incredible precision at the huge wound on Tyrannosaurus' chest and abdomen that was severely damaged by Ma's evil wave!

"Gruisle, Dragon Claw!" Sirona shouted urgently, while Garchomp also tried to twist his body.

But it was too late.

puff!

The freezing beam hit the wound, and extreme cold instantly erupted. Deep blue ice crystals spread along the wound to Garchomp's huge body at an alarming speed. The double blow of severe pain and extreme cold made Garchomp roar in pain and anger, and her movements instantly became extremely stiff.

“Ma--!!!” Ma-Ma-Ma succeeded in his attack without any pause. With the help of the recoil of the freezing beam, his body completed an incredible sharp turn in the air. His figure went upstream along the path of ice crystals frozen by the freezing beam like a ghost, and his speed soared again.

The icy blue light flashed again on the sharp claws.

"The final blow, the icicle strike!" As Eslo's voice rang out, Ma'la poured all his strength into this final attack. His body seemed to have turned into a huge ice cone in the air. Ice crystals condensed and extended around him, and the sharp steel claws were the tip of the ice cone.

boom--!

Mama'la's figure slammed heavily into the neck of Tyrantrum, which was unable to defend effectively due to the freezing and severe pain, but the opponent's dragon claw also came at this time.

Ice crystals exploded, the earth trembled, and Mamaila was slammed away. He rolled several times in the air before falling heavily to the ground. After recovering for a long time, he stood up tremblingly - at the moment before the dragon claw was about to hit him, Mamaila used the "Hold On".

And the other side.

"Ah--!" Garchomp let out an earth-shattering wail. The falling icicle was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Her body, as huge as a mountain, finally could not withstand this final blow.

Rumbling--

Garchomp slowly fell backwards, and finally crashed onto the shattered platform, stirring up smoke and rubble. The light of super evolution completely faded from her body, and she returned to her normal form. Her huge chest rose and fell violently, but her vertical pupils had lost focus, and she had completely lost her combat ability!

The platform fell into deathly silence.

A cold wind blew past, dispersing the dense smoke and dust.

Ma'la knelt on one knee, panting heavily, his small chest rising and falling rapidly. He looked at the fallen beast in front of him, his eyes filled with incredible excitement and relief. He did it! He withstood the pressure of the battle legend and completed the final finish!

Aislo let out a long sigh as he watched this scene, and his tense heartstrings also relaxed.

Sirona looked at the fallen Garchomp in silence. After a moment, she slowly walked forward and gently took back her partner. "Thank you for your hard work, Garchomp. Have a good rest."

Her voice remained calm, and then Sirona walked to the center of the platform, her eyes swept across the devastated battlefield, and finally fixed on Mamaura, who was still kneeling on one knee, panting but unable to hide his excitement, and the young man behind him with bright eyes who was patting his shoulder.

"What a wonderful battle, Xiao Luo." Sirona's voice rang out clearly on the silent mountaintop, with a hint of melancholy and complexity, "This victory belongs to you and your companions."

She paused slightly, glanced at the gun pillar not far away, then turned back to Aislo, a faint smile like ice and snow just melting appeared on her face.

"From today on, the new champion of the Sinnoh League is born."

As soon as the words fell, the audience in the distance burst into deafening cheers and applause.

"Eslo! Aislo! Aislo!" Pal jumped up excitedly and waved his arms wildly.

"That's so awesome... We really won!" Diamond was so excited that he was incoherent.

Platinum high-fived them lightly, then sent the result of the battle to the group and looked at the girl next to her.

Mary just stared blankly at the boy who seemed to be glowing on the field, without saying a word for a long time.