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

In contrast to the fierce fighting on the main battlefield, the three champions of the Thousand Islands on the sidelines were also caught in a dilemma.

"Aaaaaahh ...

Witnessing his most important companion, Articuno, being first pierced and frozen by an ice spear, and then completely shattered into ice dust by the energy aftershocks of Kyurem's outburst, Casavan's last shred of sanity completely crumbled.

He was consumed by extreme grief and the fury of revenge.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman. Completely disregarding the destructive energy storm in the center of the battlefield, he frantically tore off all the remaining Poké Balls from his waist!

"Come out, all of you! Kill it! Drown it in venom! Avenge Articuno!!!"

He roared hysterically, his arm muscles bulging, ready to throw all the Poké Balls toward Kyurem, a posture that seemed designed to take everyone down with him.

"Casavan! Stop! Do you want them all to go and die?!" Risgow's face was ashen as he shouted angrily.

He knew all too well how terrifying Kyurem was now. If Kassavan's elves rushed up, they wouldn't even make a ripple; they would simply turn into ice shards in an instant. They might even attract a casual strike from Kyurem, completely destroying their side!

Seeing that Casavan had completely lost his mind and the Poké Ball was about to slip from his grasp, a resolute glint flashed in Rissgow's eyes. He couldn't let his champion fall in such a pointless sacrifice!

"Metamorphoses! Psychic!" Risgow gave the order decisively.

Beside him stood a giant, silver-white, metal monster that resembled a colossal steel fortress. Its four thick, alloy-like feet were firmly planted on the ice, and the massive red core in the center of its enormous, cross-shaped metal head instantly glowed with a deep pink light!

The powerful superpower was not an aggressive mental attack, but rather like an invisible, gentle giant hand, precisely enveloping Casavan's brain nerves.

This force has a strong calming and suppressing effect.

"Ugh..."

Kassavan's movement to throw the Poké Ball suddenly froze, his crimson eyes momentarily lost focus, and a furious roar stuck in his throat.

His body swayed, and he fell backward like a puppet with its strings cut, the Poké Ball he was holding scattering all over the ground.

Meanwhile, Metagross's powerful psychic energy did not cease. Pink psychic light, like soft, tangible tentacles, gently but steadily lifted the unconscious Kassavan and Mange.

"Metamorphoses! Let's go! Get out of here immediately!" Without hesitation, Risgow leaped onto Metagross's broad metal back.

The ice beneath Metagross's four legs silently sank, its powerful psychic energy enveloping itself and Rissil on its back, while simultaneously maintaining the strength to support Casavan and Mange.

Like a silver meteor enveloped in soft pink light, it burst forth with astonishing speed and retreated without hesitation towards the edge of the icy sea battlefield, far from the core battlefield!

Without the slightest hesitation, only a deep reverence for the power of a first-level god and a calm decision to protect their own side.

The evacuation of Ris Valley was merely an interlude on the edge of the battlefield.

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The icy battlefield is like a purgatory plowed by an ancient ice god.

Tang Jingchuan's face was ashen, his body trembled slightly, and his gaze was fixed on the smoldering, completely twisted and deformed steel wreckage in the ice—that was his most important partner, Genesect.

“Come back…Genosect…”

A red light flashed, and Genesect returned to the champion's Poké Ball.

Zhang Heng quickly came to his side, took out a healing aerosol, and injected it into the Poké Ball to protect its last bit of life.

However, a piercing pain and a sense of powerlessness almost overwhelmed Tang Guanjun.

Kyurem's two precise strikes completely destroyed a champion's ace!

The Snowstorm Horse could barely stand, but its mane was broken in many places, and it was weak. With each breath, it exhaled white vapor mixed with ice shards.

Zhang Heng, a martial arts master known for his combo attacks, and Bo Dangshui, supported each other as they slowly stood up, covered in wounds, their eyes filled with exhaustion and solemnity.

Duan Suyue's One-Strike Style martial arts master Xiong Shi stood at the forefront, his fists clenched, his fighting energy burning tenaciously.

But its broad back was also covered with frost cracks, and the bloodstains at the corner of its mouth were shocking. Its most serious injury was its twisted and broken right arm.

The culprit behind all this—Kyurem—hovered beneath the shattered ice dome, like a world-destroying overlord looking down upon ants.

It had just crushed a champion-level fighter, and ice crystals swirled across its massive body, radiating an aura that was even colder and more violent than before.

Those pure yellow vertical pupils swept across the remaining resistance fighters below without any emotion, as if choosing the next target to be destroyed, and finally locked onto Keldeo standing at the forefront.

Currently, the only one capable of fighting against the first-tier god Kyurem is the Holy Swordsman Keldeo, who has activated his Awakening Mode.

Keldeo seemed to be responding to Kyurem's gaze, its Fighting-type energy trembling in the air, and the single horn on its head radiating a dazzling light.

With each breath, Kyurem causes the moisture in the air to condense into ice crystals that fall in a flurry, the chill of death penetrating to the very marrow of his bones.

"Duan Guanjun! This can't go on! We can't hold on any longer!"

Zhang Heng's voice was hoarse and urgent, his fingers gripping tightly the "Crystal of Ideals" in his pocket, which emitted a faint arc of electricity.

Zekrom's power is currently the only thing that can possibly rival Kyurem! Even if the price is the complete collapse of this sea area, it's better than being crushed one by one by Kyurem!

Without further hesitation, he suddenly raised the hand holding the crystal, and the Dragon Control power within his body combined with Zekrom, causing the surface of the crystal to instantly light up with dazzling blue-white lightning!

"Clap~"

A steady, powerful hand, stained with blood and frost, pressed down on Zhang Heng's raised wrist like an iron clamp!

The force was so great that it abruptly interrupted Zhang Heng's energy infusion, causing the crystal's light to dim abruptly!

Zhang Heng turned his head in astonishment to look at the owner of the hand—Duan Suyue.

The Chinese champion's face also bore the marks of battle fatigue and injuries, but his eyes were exceptionally clear and sharp as an eagle's, without the slightest despair or panic.

He didn't speak, but slowly and firmly shook his head at Zhang Heng.

The message conveyed in those eyes was crystal clear: "It's not the right time!"

Zhang Heng understood the meaning in Duan Suyue's eyes: the double champions wanted him and Keldeo to fight first, so that Zhang Heng could find an opportunity to attack, and then summon Zekrom to give Kyurem a fatal blow.

Duan Suyue turned his gaze back to the ice-blue dragon in the sky that exuded a world-destroying aura, his eyes burning with an almost insane, resolute flame.

He took a deep breath, as if trying to inhale all the cold air from this icy prison into his lungs.

He then released his hand from Zhang Heng's grasp and reached into a hidden compartment on the innermost side of his tactical belt, which was protected by multiple layers of security!

"Roar--!!!"

Kyurem seemed to sense the last desperate struggle of the ants below. It let out an impatient roar, raised its right claw high, and once again, endless icy energy gathered wildly. This time, its target was none other than the Chinese people gathered below!

A thicker, more powerful beam of eerie blue ice, radiating an aura of annihilation, is taking shape! Once it falls, nothing can stop it!

The shadow of death loomed over them in an instant!

Duan Suyue was holding a stone slab in his palm!

A stone slab, about the size of a palm, with an ancient brownish-yellow color, and its surface covered with mysterious and unpredictable natural patterns that seem to contain the ultimate truths of the universe!

The moment the stone slab fragment appeared!

An indescribable, vast, ancient, and heavy pressure, seemingly originating from the very beginning of the world, spread out like a sleeping primordial beast awakening!

This pressure is different from Kyurem's cold rage and Giratina's dark silence; it is the purest Fighting-type energy itself, representing the energy of the creator god!

“Buzz——!!!”

The entire shattered battlefield of the icy sea seemed to freeze for a moment!

The frozen beam that Kyurem was about to unleash was showing an extremely subtle and uncontrolled fluctuation in the ice energy it was gathering!

"Hey~"

The freezing ray, like a swift silver snake, struck directly at Duan Guanjun, who had taken out the stone slab!

"Om~"

The surging energy on the stone slab created a protective shield for Duan Guanjun, but the freezing rays that struck it did not cause even the slightest ripple.

For the first time, Kyurem's cold, pure yellow vertical pupils revealed a look of surprise and uncertainty as it fixed its gaze on the small stone slab fragment in Duan Suyue's hand!

Duan Guanjun's face turned deathly pale instantly. To activate the stone slab, he needed to communicate with it using his own wave-guiding power in order to utilize some of the energy within it.

But the price is enormous, even somewhat... transparent, as if all the blood in your body is flowing backwards!

The veins on his arm supporting the stone slab bulged and he trembled violently, as if it were not a stone slab, but an incomparably heavy mountain!

But the flame in his eyes burned to its extreme! It was a madness of fighting with everything, of self-destruction!

"Drink it all!!!"

Duan Suyue let out a roar that sounded inhuman, as if his very soul was burning, and frantically poured his wave power into the stone slab fragment in his palm!

Buzz—Boom!

The brownish-red stone slab fragments suddenly burst forth with an unprecedentedly brilliant light!

The light was as heavy and solid as the earth!

The mysterious patterns on the stone slab seemed to come alive, transforming into countless flowing torrents of runes composed of pure fighting-style fundamental rules!

A powerful Fighting-type energy, capable of shaking heaven and earth, carrying the indomitable will transformed from Duan Suyue's burning life force, was continuously poured into Keldeo's body.

To be precise, it was transmitted to the horn on its head…