A water-type trainer who specializes in dragon-type water.

Chapter 305 Ghost City

Zhang Heng and A Min had just landed. The long flight had made their senses numb, and they didn't notice anything unusual on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, thick black tentacles swarmed out from the ground and quickly rolled towards their limbs, necks and heads, so fast that people had no time to react.

At this critical moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from Amin's shadow, waving a stick burning with light green flames, and instantly released several slashes formed by ghost energy.

There were a few muffled "bang" sounds, accompanied by creepy screams, and the tentacles seemed to have suffered a heavy blow and shrank back into the ground frantically.

Zhang Heng finally realized what was happening. He widened his eyes and squinted as he made an assessment: "Are these all Ghost-type Pokémon?!"

Ah Min also noticed something unusual and looked around with a puzzled look on his face. He asked, "What's going on? The last time I passed by here, there wasn't such a dense concentration of ghost energy. Why has the ghost energy in this place suddenly become so dense?"

Zhang Heng could not feel the ghost energy, but in the middle of the day, he felt an inexplicable chill on his back, especially his neck, as if someone was blowing air conditioning on him. He knew in his heart that this was a manifestation of the gathering of ghost energy.

Zhang Heng was about to speak when his gaze fell on the Pokémon behind Amin that had come to his rescue. Its body was pitch black, with a flame-like pattern etched across the center of its skull. The skeleton club in its hand burned with a faint green flame, a mysterious and powerful sight.

Zhang Heng's eyes widened slightly in surprise, "This is... the Alola region's form of Garagara? Did you evolve Garagara to the Alola region the last time you went abroad?"

Armin's lips curled up, his face barely concealing his pride as he boasted, "That's right. After losing to your Swampert last time, I discovered that this kid had a special control over fire energy even at the Caracara stage. So I took him to the Alola region and eventually managed to evolve him into a Fire and Ghost-type Garagara."

Alola Galla Galla tilted its head slightly, making a crisp "Galaga" sound. Its voice was full of intimacy and friendliness, as if it was warmly greeting Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng suddenly realized that it was no wonder that they were unaware of the attack from the ghost-type Pokémon just now. Fortunately, there was Galagala, also a ghost-type Pokémon, who was here and reacted quickly to protect them in time.

The commemorative ball on Zhang Heng's waist began to tremble slightly. He subconsciously placed his finger on the ball. It was Xicui Nianmei'er's Poké Ball.

It seemed to have a special affinity for this area, but Zhang Heng was full of doubts.

This area with rich ghost energy doesn't look like the Xi Cui area at all. In comparison, he is more willing to believe the Celebi wormhole that Amin mentioned. Perhaps that is the entrance to the Xi Cui area.

This Xicui Nianmei'er most likely came out of a wormhole from another part of the world, left the original timeline, and eventually came into his father's hands by accident.

A Min looked at Zhang Heng's pensive expression, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said, "Hey, what are you thinking about? I still remember the location of the Celebi wormhole. Come with me to explore it. Don't worry, with the ghost-type Galagara here, if those ghost-type Pokémon attack again, we can react quickly."

Zhang Heng nodded and replied, "Okay."

Afterwards, the two of them put away Pidgeot and walked towards the outskirts of the abandoned city, ready to look for Celebi's wormhole.

As soon as you step into the dense forest, an eerie atmosphere hits you in the face. Although it is noon, you feel chilly and uncomfortable all over.

But Amin seemed to be born with a liking for ghost-type Pokémon. In this dense forest where ghost energy gathered, he not only did not feel any discomfort, but was full of energy. He moved briskly through the dense forest, his eyes fixed on the surroundings, not missing any clues that might be Celebi's wormhole.

Zhang Heng followed behind him, holding Nian Meir's commemorative ball all the way, trying to find a scene that would make Nian Meir feel comfortable, but Nian Meir didn't react much, as if everything here was not what it desired.

Time passed by little by little, and sunlight shone onto the ground through the gaps between branches and leaves, forming spots of light. As the sun set in the west, the spots of light gradually lengthened.

The two of them searched the dense forest for a long time but found nothing. However, as they continued to explore, they unknowingly got closer and closer to the abandoned city.

The sky darkened slightly, and the breath of evening quietly enveloped the earth. The breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness, and the leaves rustled, as if telling the story of this land in the past.

When they finally emerged from the dense forest, their brows furrowed in frustration. Before them lay the abandoned city. Broken walls and ruins lay everywhere, with collapsed houses piled up in a haphazard pattern, like building blocks discarded by a giant.

The charred beams stood alone, and the walls were covered with hideous scratches and burn marks, as if silently accusing the tragic Pokémon riot that had once occurred.

The outskirts of the city are overgrown with weeds, and wild vines are climbing freely on the ruins, adding a bit of desolation and silence.

Ah Min looked solemn. He moved closer to Zhang Heng and said in a low voice, "Ah Heng, I seem to remember a legend."

Zhang Heng didn't say anything, but just gave him an inquiring look, motioning him to continue.

Amin paused, then continued, "It seems that in southern China, there is an abandoned city. Every night, that abandoned city becomes a paradise for ghost-type Pokémon. Here..."

Zhang Heng spread his hands indifferently and said, "Don't scare yourself. If you're scared, let's leave now."

"Hey hey hey, what are you talking about?"

After saying that, the two took a deep breath and stepped into the abandoned city.

Every step they took raised a cloud of dust. In the silence, the only sounds were their heavy footsteps and nervous breathing, as if the whole world had been muted. Only their movements seemed particularly abrupt in this dead silence.

Not far behind them, a Pokémon was quietly following. This Pokémon was all red and white, and its appearance seemed to be constantly changing. Its concealment was extremely powerful, and it followed the two young people all the way without being discovered.

Its gaze fell particularly on Amin, who was in the lead. It seemed to be particularly interested in this white-haired young man. Curiosity and inquiry flashed in its smart eyes. Every time Amin turned around, it could cleverly hide its figure, like an invisible shadow, silently watching their every move.

As they were walking, Amin suddenly stopped and frowned, saying, "That's strange. I remember seeing a wormhole right around here last time. It should be between the dense forest and this abandoned city."

Zhang Heng also stopped and looked at the commemorative ball in his hand again. There was still no movement. He looked up and looked around. The dilapidated scene came into view. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, making him shiver.

"Amin, something seems to be going wrong. The ghostly energy seems to be even stronger than before," Zhang Heng said cautiously. Amin nodded and summoned Galagala from the shadows, telling it to remain vigilant.

At this time, the sun was about to set completely, and an orange-red sunset glow appeared on the horizon, but this abandoned city was shrouded in a strange atmosphere.

The mysterious Pokémon continued to follow them quietly. As the sky grew darker, its figure appeared and disappeared in the shadows, as if it would merge into the darkness at any time.