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

The pure white light of evolution that erupted from Doronchi's body did not dim under the impact of the ghost energy; instead, it became even more intense and powerful, like a flame doused with hot oil!

"Ummi—!!!"

In the light, Doronchi's already quite solid deep purple dragon-shaped body twisted, stretched, and reshaped violently!

Like a bottomless black hole, it frantically devoured the pure ghost-type energy that Rotom had processed, which had not yet completely dissipated, at a rate ten times faster than before!

That massive amount of energy no longer merely washed over its surface, but rather, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, it was absorbed into the light, becoming the most powerful fuel for its life form to leap forward!

The dazzling light of evolution lasted for more than ten seconds, during which it even briefly repelled the remaining dark purple phantom energy in the nearby area, forming a pure white field.

The light gradually faded.

A completely new image is presented to the public!

The first thing that catches the eye is the dragon's body, which has become longer, more elegant, yet full of power.

Its body was a deep, translucent light blue-gray, like the polar ice sea! This was the signature color of the Shining Dragon Balto, shimmering with a cold luster against the dark background of the spirit world.

Its head became even more majestic. The previously slightly rounded dragon head of the Dragonki was now sharp as a knife, and three sharp dragon horns that curved backward like a crown grew from the top of its head.

Its neck is long and covered with layers of light blue-gray bone plates that resemble armor.

Its tail became exceptionally thick and powerful, and the end of the tail was no longer ethereal, but covered with fine, dark blue patterns.

Above its skull, the launch port that Dorronchi originally used to carry Dorron Messi has been changed from one to two, like two miniature turrets ready to fire.

It floated silently in the air, its energy fluctuations deep and stable, with no leakage whatsoever, all contained within its body.

"Woo-woo-woo-!!!"

Dorombalut raised its long neck and let out a deep, long dragon roar that seemed to travel through ancient times!

The voice was no longer childish, but full of power and a sense of declaration—a fully-level pseudo-legendary Pokémon was born!

Looking at this majestic and powerful new partner, Zhang Heng's eyes flashed with surprise and a touch of emotion, and he murmured to himself.

"Unexpectedly, after only a few intense life-or-death battles, and without even appearing on the official competition stage, Dronchi... no, Dronbaruto has completed its final evolution so quickly."

Pseudo-legendary Pokémon are known for their late-blooming nature, requiring the accumulation of massive amounts of experience and energy, and their evolutionary path is often long and arduous.

In particular, the Draco family, in conventional understanding, requires reaching an extremely high level, level 60 in the game, to complete its final transformation, and is recognized as the slowest evolving pseudo-god.

“However…” Zhang Heng’s gaze deepened as he stared at Dorambaruto’s light blue-gray body, which was quite different from that of his kind.

"As the 'divine messenger' chosen by Radina, the Plutonator, perhaps the growth trajectory of such Pokémon, which are favored by legendary beings, is inherently different from the norm."

"The environment of the spirit world, the pure ghost energy, the life-or-death struggle... these are all the best catalysts."

With a slight thought, a system panel that only he could see appeared before his eyes:

Pokémon: Dragapult (Shiny)

[Type: Ghost / Dragon]

[Titanium Quartz Property: Ghost]

[Level: 60 (Near-Heavenly King Level Combat Power)]

[Feature: Penetration]

(The move can penetrate the opponent's barrier or substitute to attack)

[Qualification: Master Level]

[Carry props: None]

[New Skill: Dragon Arrow]

“Dragon Arrow…” Zhang Heng understood immediately. This was Dorgon Baruto’s signature move, using the launch port to fire Dorgon Messis for tracking and attacking, making it unpredictable and difficult to defend against.

“Ee…hehe…”

Just as Zhang Heng was checking the attributes, a cheerful figure couldn't wait to float over; it was Gengar, having released its Mega Evolution form.

It grinned, stretched out its chubby paws, and instinctively tried to pat Doronbaruto's head or pinch its body, just like it used to tease Doronchi.

This is a playful and intimate interaction that the two of them cultivated together over a long period of time while hiding in Zhang Heng's shadow.

However, its claws froze in mid-air after only extending halfway.

The fully evolved Dragapult tilted its head slightly, revealing its blue eyes, which had appeared somewhat round and even a little silly during its Dragapult phase.

Now it has become long, narrow, sharp, and deep, like two cold sapphires set on a light blue-gray dragon's head.

Gone is the former naivety and dependence; in its place is a calmness, majesty, and even a hint of indifference befitting a apex predator.

Being stared at calmly like that, even Gengar, a fellow Ghost-type, felt a momentary tremor in its heart and involuntarily stopped moving.

There was a momentary, subtle pause in the atmosphere.

But the next moment, Dragapult's long and powerful tail, as if possessing its own consciousness, gently swayed and the tip of the tail nimbly wrapped around Gengar's white wrist, which was frozen in mid-air.

It wasn't forceful; it was just a gentle wrapping, conveying a sense of reassurance and confirmation.

It feels cool and firm to the touch.

Gengar paused for a moment, then its big eyes filled with smiles, relief, and genuine happiness again.

It understood that its partner was still the same partner, only now it had become stronger and more mature.

It patted the tip of Doronbaruto's curled tail with its paw, making a soft "snap" sound, a unique form of congratulations.

"Ee-hee-hee-hee!"

Gengar laughed and floated to Dragapult's side, nudging its solid side with its elbow.

On Doronbalut's majestic dragon head, the corners of his mouth seemed to curve upwards almost imperceptibly, and the cold sharpness in his eyes quietly melted away, regaining some of their familiar warmth.

The two Ghost-type companions stood side by side, then turned around together and flew back to Zhang Heng's side.

They circled Zhang Heng affectionately, one on the left and one on the right, and Dorombarut gently nuzzled Zhang Heng's shoulder with its head.

In this way, the partners shared the joy of evolution and victory.

With Dralongaruto having completed its evolution, the energy storm caused by the Night Demon's self-destruction had long since subsided.

The spirit realm was once again shrouded in grayness and deathly silence, with only the lingering turbulent energy in the air and the mess on the ground testifying to the intensity of the battle that had just taken place.

The Night Demon, the instigator, along with its massive body fragments, has vanished without a trace.

Zhang Leiyuan withdrew his gaze from the place where the energy had subsided, his tone carrying a hint of understanding and appreciation.

"Detonating the accumulated spirit realm creates chaos and destruction, while its true form takes the opportunity to escape, using the explosion as cover and the unique environment of the spirit realm to flee... However, this kind of detonation will greatly reduce its strength..."

"It seems that this Night Demon is not only powerful, but also has extremely high tactical intelligence and knows how to make tough decisions."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Heng looked at his father and asked, "Should we chase after it? It's badly injured and might not go far."

Zhang Leiyuan shook his head, his gaze sweeping over the boundless and unpredictable spirit realm around him.

"Forget it. In their home turf, a Master-level Ghost-type Pokémon is determined to hide and escape; they have too many tricks up their sleeve."

"The spirit world is vast and complex. It only needs to burrow into a deep rift of resentment, and it is difficult for us to pinpoint its location in a short time. Forcing a search is too inefficient and can easily lead to unpredictable dangers."

After a moment's thought, Zhang Heng nodded in agreement.

Indeed, the spirit world is different from the mortal world, with strange rules. Hunting down a master of ghosts who is proficient in this field is like finding a needle in a haystack, and you might even be led into a trap.

“Our harvest this time has been quite substantial.” Zhang Leiyuan smiled again and patted his son on the shoulder.

"You captured one, killed one of the Gods of Creation, and your Doronki even benefited from the misfortune, evolving into its final form in one fell swoop. Remarkable results!"

Zhang Heng smiled, but then thought of something and asked, "Dad, regarding the news of Electric Fiend's death... should we temporarily suppress it? To delay the time it takes for the Creation Palace to learn of the news?"

Zhang Leiyuan seemed quite open-minded about this, even somewhat casual about it.

"There's no need to deliberately block it. The truth will eventually come out; the Temple of Creation has its own intelligence channels and will find out sooner or later."

"Besides, our two sides are already locked in a life-or-death struggle. Delaying this little bit of time is not very meaningful, and may even lead us to misjudge the other side's reaction."

He paused, a shrewd glint in his eyes: "Moreover, instead of passively concealing it, why not... proactively give them a little 'surprise'? I have a better idea."

Before the words were finished, Rotom, who had been quietly hovering to the side, seemingly just recovering from the impact of the explosion, appeared.

As if receiving some silent command, it emitted a clear electronic sound.

"Understood...Loto!"

Immediately afterwards, its orange, translucent body "whooshed" into an inconspicuous beam of light.

Like a weary bird returning to its nest, it went straight into the body of Dian Sha, who was lying face up in the rubble not far away, with a gruesome open wound on his neck, and whose body was gradually stiffening and turning cold!

"Uh……"

A chilling, faint sound, like joints grinding and flesh writhing, came from the room.

Under Zhang Heng's slightly astonished gaze, the corpse began to tremble unnaturally.

First, its fingers twitched slightly, then its arms, torso... It slowly stood up from the ground in an extremely stiff, biologically irrational posture!

After standing up straight, "Electric Brake" still moved a little awkwardly, but his movements were much smoother.

He first put his dislocated arm back in place, and then used fine threads woven from ghost-type energy to sew up the severed hand, thus "reattaching" it.

He then picked up the yellow spiral mask that Zhang Heng had removed from the ground, carefully put it back on his face, and covered his pale, distorted European face.

Then, it tugged at its tattered white hooded cloak, trying to cover the horrific wound on its neck and its severed left arm.

Although the bloodstains and damage cannot be completely concealed, at first glance, it looks like a "living person" who is seriously injured, taciturn, and exudes a gloomy aura.

"Electric Fiend" silently walked with slightly stiff steps to Zhang Leiyuan's side and behind him, standing with his hands at his sides like the most loyal guard, the shadow of his hood covering most of his mask.

Zhang Leiyuan looked at the "living corpse" with satisfaction and explained to Zhang Heng, "Rotom's control ability, combined with its own ghostly attributes, makes it not too difficult to possess and simulate some of the basic actions of the deceased in life for a short period of time."

"Although it can't fool acquaintances in close proximity, and it can't be used for dialogue or combat, it's enough to convey some simple visual information and trigger it at crucial moments."

Zhang Heng instantly understood his father's intention—to use the electrocution corpse controlled by Rotom to play the role of a pawn that would be "captured and then exchanged"!

This could not only mislead the Temple of Creation in its assessment of the outcome of this operation, but also lay a fatal foundation for future actions.

Older gingers are more spicy!

"Alright, son." Zhang Leiyuan clapped his hands, as if he had just accomplished a trivial task.

"Now that this matter is settled, we should head out. There's still a scene to wrap up outside."