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

Chapter 306 Demons Dance

The night spread thickly like ink, completely enveloping the abandoned city. With the intrepidity of a newborn calf, Zhang Heng and A Min ventured deeper and deeper into this city overflowing with ghostly energy.

A creepy cry of "Woo woo~" suddenly sounded. The sound seemed to carry a real chill, causing goose bumps to appear all over the body of the two people.

As the cry spread, a shadowy presence shifted eerily among the crumbling ruins. The two men abruptly stopped, their hearts pounding as they stared nervously at the suddenly changing scenery.

The ruins before him began to twist and shift like melting wax figures. Ah Min rubbed his eyes fiercely and blurted out, "Holy crap! What the hell is going on?"

Although Zhang Heng had the system, he did not have the ability to see through illusions, and could only watch the scene in front of him change rapidly like a kaleidoscope.

They first saw countless Pokémon of all kinds rushing towards the city like a surging wave. Wherever they went, buildings collapsed. In just a moment, the city was razed to the ground.

The scene changes, and we can see that the official hurriedly formed an army at the beginning, and the Pokémon Alliance was on high alert, trying to resist the tide of Pokémon, but they only resisted for a moment before the formation was instantly broken down.

The entire city was instantly plunged into the terrifying vortex of the Pokémon riot. All kinds of screams echoed, and the bloody scenes were like a projector, constantly replaying before their eyes.

He didn't know if it was the actual experience or the dopamine rush that was causing him to hallucinate. As a medical student, Zhang Heng could clearly smell... the scent of blood in the air!

Finally, bursts of shrill screams exploded in their ears, and the scenery before their eyes returned to its original appearance. However, everything still seemed indescribably abnormal!

Those ordinary residents who died in the Pokémon riot seemed to have come back to life, but they all maintained the tragic state of their last death, and walked out stiffly from the ruins step by step.

Some were missing arms, with bits of flesh still hanging from the broken arms; some were missing legs, dragging their broken limbs, leaving a trail of blood on the ground; and some had their heads half-drooped, with distorted features and hideous looks.

As they slowly approached Zhang Heng and A Min, they let out a creepy moan: "I'm so miserable..."

Zhang Heng and Amin's scalps suddenly tingled. Zhang Heng thought to himself, "Is this really the Pokémon world? Why does it feel so mysterious here? It's beyond imagination!"

Amin's hand unconsciously clenched Gallagher's Poké Ball tightly. Gallagher sensed his master's nervousness and jumped out from the shadows. The dark green flame on the skeleton stick burned even more vigorously, and it watched vigilantly at the "ghosts" approaching around it.

Zhang Heng also tightly grasped the diving ball of Bodangshui at his waist. Although Bodangshui had not responded yet, the touch of his fingers gave Zhang Heng some confidence.

Zhang Heng's brain was working rapidly as he stared at these lifelike "ghosts" in front of him, his heart full of doubts. What kind of strange existences were they?

Inadvertently, he glanced at Amin beside him, and saw wisps of black mist lingering from Amin's body and flying towards the direction behind the group of undead.

"What is this? A'Min, something flew out of your body." Zhang Heng asked hurriedly.

When A Min heard Zhang Heng's question, he quickly stretched out his hands to check, only to see that his hands were also reflected in the black mist. He looked up at Zhang Heng again and found that Zhang Heng was also the same.

"Zhang Heng, you're in the same situation."

Instantly, a light bulb went off in Zhang Heng's head. "I understand. This is a ghost-type Pokémon using illusions to scare us and absorb the fear and anxiety in us."

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of undead rushing towards them suddenly ignited black flames, as if they were being burned, and let out shrill screams, which made Zhang Heng and A Min shudder again.

Immediately afterwards, all the undead spirits turned into balls of black flames and flew towards them.

"Damn it, it's a ghost-type move, gaga gaga, fire wheel, resist." A Min even found time to curse while giving orders.

Zhang Heng quickly threw out the Poké Ball. With a bang, a white light flashed, and an elegant Milotic appeared. Its slender body swayed nimbly, and it made a crisp and light cry, as if announcing its arrival.

"Mienshao, Water Wave."

Milotic responded quickly, condensing a ball of blue energy in its mouth, and then suddenly spitting it out, forming a powerful water wave that swept towards the black flames.

The moment the water waves collided with the black flames, there was a dull but substantial explosion, splashing water and filling the air with steam.

Galagala's body was engulfed in flames, transforming into a gigantic wheel of fire, which stood resolutely in front, with the scorching flames and the black flames competing with each other.

For a moment, there were flashes of light and rolling heat waves, but they were resisted by the joint efforts of Milotic and Galagal.

“Aaaaaa…”

Suddenly, there was a sharp and strange sound, as if it was squeezed out from the depths of the throat, full of weird and eerie feeling, as if a ghost was roaring in the ear.

Zhang Heng's pupils suddenly shrank as he looked at the darkness as thick as ink, feeling that something was about to come out.

In the almost suffocatingly silent atmosphere, a strange purple-red flame, as if ignited from the bottom of an endless abyss, emerged faintly without any warning.

The burning posture of the flame was extremely strange, without any jumping movement, but it was slowly approaching them in a steady and terrifying manner.

As the flames drew closer, a blurry figure slowly emerged from the darkness. Its front was white, its back a deep purple, revealing an endless sense of mystery and oppression.

The flames burning around its neck were a strange purple-red color. These flames were suspended in a strange manner, emitting bursts of chill, intertwined with the surrounding darkness, as if distorting the space a bit.

"A ghost-type Infernape?! No, it's the Infernape from the ancient times recorded in ancient books?!"

As a fan of Pokémon history, Amin also made his own judgment in a panic.

Zhang Heng knew that what Amin said was right, and Zhang Heng even knew more. The flames that erupted from the group of undead just now were exactly the exclusive skill of the Fire Beast - the Dance of Demons.

Moreover, the Charmeleon in the encyclopedia has a very calm personality and is an elegant and beautiful Pokémon.

There is a description in the encyclopedia that the Jade Washing Fire Beast will sometimes eat souls that have nowhere to go, but people believe that the eaten souls will be purified by flames and return to where they should be.

Zhang Heng pondered inwardly, "However... the people living in this city all died tragically. After the Inferno Beast absorbed the souls of those who died tragically, it seems to have become somewhat different from the description in the illustrated guide..."