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

Sitting slumped in the icy seawater, the fishy smell and coldness emanating from his crotch could not pull him back to reality from his immense fear and collapse.

He stared blankly at his cousin Jin Xuanyu's charred, lifeless body not far away, his mind a complete blank.

Just a few days ago, they were full of vigor, highly respected in their country, representing the glory of South Korea, and hunting down China's border guard champions with their powerful allies, thinking victory was in their grasp.

In the blink of an eye, the situation reversed, Zhang Leiyuan was brought back to life, and the legendary God of the North Wind descended.

His cousin, his closest relative with whom he grew up, trained, and ascended to the championship throne, turned into a charred corpse right before his eyes!

Prolonged, high-intensity battles, intense mental strain, the shock of witnessing a comrade's tragic death...

All of this was like countless mountains, completely crushing this top champion who once held sway over South Korea.

He lost all will to fight, and even the ability to think, leaving only the instinctive fear of his biological instincts and the inability to accept the scene before him.

He lay there, limp like a lump of mud, too weak and without the strength or courage to even stand up, let alone command Pokémon.

Wanxiang's cold gaze swept over this side, seeing Kim Jae-hoon's unsightly appearance.

He glanced again at Landorus and Tornado, which were struggling to hold on and groaning under the relentless onslaught of Zhang Leiyuan's two Mega Pokémon.

His brows furrowed slightly beneath the mask, and a hint of undisguised disgust and gloom flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph," he snorted softly, his voice cold and devoid of any emotion.

"A national champion with the power of a second-tier legendary Pokémon, yet swayed by emotions and utterly defeated. Does he even deserve to be called a legendary Pokémon trainer? Truly... trash!"

He didn't seem too concerned about the arcs of electricity still jumping around Zygarde's body after he withstood the [Power Rise], but instead focused his attention on the secondary god battle line that needed to be salvaged.

He whispered, "Dream Erosion."

As he called out, a subtle, water-like ripple spread through the space around him.

His figure seemed to vanish for a moment, and then, a strangely shaped Pokémon appeared as if it had emerged from a dream, drifting out silently.

It has a light pink head and a pale purple, spherical, tightly curled body, making it look like a curled-up tapir.

It usually keeps its eyes closed, with a pinkish blush extending from its eyelids, and has three short black eyelashes.

The tips of the limbs are also pink, and there are petal-shaped wavy stripes at the junction of the head and body.

Most peculiarly, pink, dreamlike smoke continuously rises from its top, drifting in the air with a mesmerizing and ominous aura.

It's the Psychic-type Pokémon—Mewtwolf!

As soon as it appeared, it floated lightly, as if unaffected by gravity, toward Kim Jae-hoon, who was slumped in the distance.

Zhang Leiyuan, who had been keeping a close eye on the Shuangshenyun battle line and preparing to crush it completely in one fell swoop, keenly sensed this uninvited guest!

Although they recognized the Pokémon, the fact that the Pokémon was sent out by the All-Encompassing Pokémon at this time definitely had a deeper purpose!

"Charizard! Electric Dragon! Watch out!" Zhang Leiyuan immediately shouted a warning!

However, it's still a step too late!

"Whoosh—!!"

Mengmengshi let out an ethereal yet eerie cry, and its body instantly erupted with powerful superpowers!

This power did not condense into a bundle, but rather transformed into a visible, pale pink mental shockwave that rapidly spread outwards in a ring shape!

[Strong Mental Thoughts]!

"Roar?!"

"Meow!"

Mega Charizard X and Mega Ampharos, which were attacking Landorus and Tornado with all their might, were suddenly hit hard by this powerful psychic shockwave!

Despite their formidable strength, the sneak attack from the side still caused them to let out a painful roar. Their massive bodies were pushed backward by the impact, and their offensive was instantly interrupted!

Taking advantage of this gap, the battered land cloud and tornado cloud finally got a chance to catch their breath, struggling to fly backward and put some distance between themselves and the two dragons.

Meanwhile, Mengmengshi had already drifted to the side of Kim Jae-hoon, who had completely broken down mentally.

As Kim Jae-hoon saw the Pokémon emanating an eerie aura approaching, his remaining consciousness was consumed by fear. He frantically scrambled backward in the seawater, uttering meaningless hoarse sounds, completely losing his ability to make judgments.

The pink dream smoke above Mengmeng's head seemed to come alive, spreading rapidly and enveloping Kim Jae-hoon completely.

"No...no! Get away! Ah—!" Kim Jae-hoon's shrill and terrified screams came from the smoke. He seemed to be struggling, but his voice quickly became muffled.

Momo is a very special Psychic-type Pokémon.

It does not excel in traditional hypnosis or dream manipulation, but rather draws its power from eroding and devouring the emotions and dreams of living beings.

Its goal at this moment is not to control Kim Jae-hoon, but to devour all the negative emotions that fill his heart, such as fear, despair, and cowardice, as if savoring a delicious meal!

"Ah...ahhh...help! Mom! Help!"

Kim Jae-hoon's mental state was on the verge of collapse. In his most primitive state, he cried out for his mother helplessly like an infant.

The smoke writhed like a living thing, and Kim Jae-hoon's wails gradually weakened until they became barely audible.

Mengmengshi was forcibly "correcting" his emotional state, stripping away all weaknesses that were detrimental to the battle, leaving only the most primal and violent one—the overwhelming rage buried deep in his heart but covered by fear after witnessing his cousin's tragic death!

This forced emotional exploitation has extremely terrible side effects.

It drains the spiritual essence of the victim, causing irreversible damage.

Without timely external intervention, the person subjected to the procedure will eventually suffer complete brain death after their emotions have been exhausted, becoming an empty shell.

This scene elicited varying reactions from the people on the battlefield.

Zhang Leiyuan frowned deeply, his eyes filled with extreme seriousness.

As a champion skilled in Pokémon healing, he could vaguely sense the danger behind Momonga's eerie abilities. He looked at Kim Jae-hoon, a complex pity flashing in his eyes.

The champion of a nation, a top trainer with legendary Pokémon, is now being manipulated like a puppet, reduced to a pathetic pawn to achieve the goals of others. This is undoubtedly the greatest tragedy.

Arthur Kirkland, hiding inside the Soundwave Dragon's "Guard" shield, showed obvious anger for the first time on his face.

South Korea and Japan are nominally both vassal states of the United States, so even when beating a dog, one must consider its owner.

Vientiane's blatant interference, or rather "handling," of Kim Jae-hoon is a complete disregard for the dignity of the United States and a naked act of usurpation!

Even Li Xingeng, the champion who was observing from the shadows and waiting for his chance to strike, felt a deep disgust flash in his eyes when he saw Wanxiang's ruthless and merciless methods. This kind of behavior, which completely instrumentalizes people, has crossed the line.