Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

"Well."

She instinctively covered her lips and nose, even suppressing her breathing slightly, as Corinne certainly didn't want to incur her friend's dislike.

"I won't offer you any comfort. All I want to say is that since you challenged me to a duel that day, you should have the determination to win."

"The previous training was the foundation I built for this. If you deny these things, then I will no longer keep my promise as the final boss and the ultimate target."

What may seem like a cold threat is actually an affirmation of the girl's efforts, and it serves as a motivation for the other party to fight back.

Upon receiving such a response, Korni stopped sobbing, wiped away her tears, and revealed her reddened but determined eyes.

"Yes, I won't give up!"

It is a clenched fist with all five fingers tightly clenched.

As you venture deeper into the forest, the entire landscape undergoes a noticeable transformation. Unlike the vibrant life on the outskirts, the closer you get, the fewer birdsongs and greenery you hear, until finally, all that remains is a faded, pale landscape.

As my fingertips brushed against the petrified bark, without even noticing, the dry, distorted sensation filled my heart. This gray-black forest seemed to have forever lost the mercy of life, withered and dry.

Through the waveguide's perception, the scene before my eyes was no different from what had happened to Qinglu.

"King of Aztecs, are you sure this is the place?"

"Ah."

Knowing the cause of all this, whenever Yveltal revives, the surrounding life becomes its initial nourishment, helping it to briefly awaken and soar through the sky. It is for this reason that Xerneas, who is born in response to it, also resides nearby.

“Xernias is ahead. Whenever one is trapped in the cycle of reincarnation, he will appear in the form of a seven-colored tree.”

Passing through the desolate sparse forest, the land ahead is bathed in dappled sunlight, accompanied by the tranquil sounds of birdsong and the fragrance of flowers, like a rare oasis in the desert.

"Now that we've arrived, you no longer need my guidance. Farewell, Nan Yin, Korni, and Tianxi."

"AZ, aren't you coming with us to see Xerneas?"

The Pink Diamond Princess murmured her question in her heart.

"No, I have a guilty conscience. If we meet again, it probably won't end well."

With a light laugh, the old king knew better than anyone his own actions.

Three thousand years ago, he deceived two legendary figures in the name of a wise king, and even used their power to create the ultimate weapon, all for his own selfish desires, disregarding the lives of living beings.

How could such a move possibly be forgiven?

"I will wait for you outside."

".......AZ".

Not knowing the old king's past conflict with Xerneas, but seeing the other party's firm denial, everyone spontaneously refrained from asking questions.

Even among friends, it's necessary to maintain a certain distance; this is both polite and a basic requirement.

"Let's go, Diancie."

Although Princess Pink Diamond has gradually mastered the method of creating eternal diamonds through the cooperation of the girls and her increasing skill, meeting the God of Life is still a predetermined choice, and she has not yet been able to understand the essence of this power.

"Ah."

As the figures of the group receded into the distance, the old king lay down, leaning against a withered ancient tree.

"I hope they can all get what they want."

It was a silent blessing.

Recalling the recklessness of plunging into the depths of the forest with the corpse of Huayedi in his arms, and remembering the battlefield three thousand years ago where corpses littered the land, AZ sighed deeply.

This is not about regretting the choices he made. As Nan Yin said, if he could do it all over again, he would still risk being condemned by thousands and despised by ten thousand people to revive Hua Yedi.

Even as the eternal flower of disappointment left him, he never hesitated for a moment for this answer.

He simply couldn't forget how much blood had stained his fingers, couldn't soothe the fear in his ministers' hearts, and couldn't look directly at the sorrowful faces of the people.

......

The shadows of the trees in the forest are dappled, a hazy mist hangs in the air, and occasionally a sliver of light shines through, casting a gentle warmth.

The path leading to the giant tree is covered with flowers and plants, pleasing to the eye and delightful to the senses. Spreading out my fingers and letting my senses wander, I gained a new understanding of Nanyin music.

They are breathing.

Once they realized this, the surrounding clouds and mist thinned out, and the dark blue light guided their way, as if worried that they might not be able to find that area.

"He is calling us."

It is the perception of the mind, and also the subconscious murmur of a young girl.

Furthermore, when the thin mist of lotus root starch is broken, the vitality of nature is also revealed.

The canopy is towering, the grass is lush, and the iridescent brilliance flickers, like the breath of the earth and the rise and fall of the air currents.

As one of all living beings, it observes the eternity of time and witnesses the changing of the seasons; it is the god of life.

Zergnas.

[I already know why you've come.]

These are not straightforward words; rather, they are a progressive expression of feelings and intentions.

The roots of the indigo tree emerge from the ground, forming the lithe limbs of the elk, while the green trunk branches outward, transforming into iridescent antlers.

With its long, slender neck drooping and its feet resting on fertile, moist soil, it is gentle and pleasing to the eye without even needing to look.

"The transformation of life."

It was a voice full of longing from Tianxi.

"The legend does exist."

Overwhelmed with emotion at being able to witness someone who existed only in biographies in his lifetime, Master Fu stroked his hair and beard, unable to contain the ripples in his heart.

"Indeed, it is the god of life who shows mercy to life in ancient books."

As he pulled the tattered book from his pouch, Cocoble's face was filled with excitement—the excitement of witnessing the legend firsthand.

"Xernias, Yveltal has awakened and is now under the control of others, bringing disaster upon himself. I hope you can offer some small assistance."

The trouble was caused by people, yet a legend is expected to humble himself and dispel the disaster for humanity. Isn't that a pathetic joke?

Without speaking immediately, Xernias simply observed the group, from the elderly to the young girl, and then to the accompanying elf. Finally, her gaze settled on Nan Yin.

The aura of reality was palpable; the dragon god's azure flames were protecting him, highlighting his extraordinary nature.

Looking at the princess of the mine, they should have met much earlier, but they were delayed. Moreover, thanks to the guidance of the white dragon envoy, the child had already grasped the essence of life and no longer needed his guidance.

The cycle of life is not determined by the human heart, nor is it controlled by ourselves; it simply passes away naturally.

A woman's voice, soft as clouds and rich as soil, resonated in everyone's hearts.

Three thousand years ago, a human said something similar to Him, but that betrayal caused Him to fall into a three-thousand-year slumber.

Even so, the God of Life still bent his long neck and nodded slightly.

He chose to believe again.

If the future of living beings is based on their own evil deeds, then even if they do not express their opinions, their inevitable destruction will not change.

and so--

[I will help you, and I should help this turbulent land.]

Raising its antlers, the deer radiates a graceful glow, and rainbows ripple through the forest, transforming the deathly grayness into vibrant greenery.

However, this change was like a signal; rhythmic applause grew louder as it approached, accompanied by heavy footsteps that slowly drew near.

"Thank you all for pointing me in the right direction."

With crimson mane and the imposing aura of a lion, that imposing figure, clad in armor, stood firmly on the ground.

"Fradali?"

It wasn't that they were surprised by the other person's identity, but rather that they were puzzled as to why the person was there.

"It's very simple. When the key to the ultimate weapon is not by your side, and when the remaining threats have not been eliminated, how can the so-called plan be launched so easily?"

Seeing the two astonished old men, Vladali sneered and let the neural connection device carry him into the air, to a high altitude.

"The earthquake in Shixiang Town was just bait to attract attention and divert the main force. The location of the communication device completely revealed the whereabouts of the old king and you. As for the schemes of Guandu Champion Qinglu and the subsequent meeting, they were already under surveillance from the beginning."

The man did not hide the truth; he intended to tell everyone the truth in order to break down their defenses.

"It can be said that the entire alliance was under our watchful eyes and ears. From the very beginning, you were caught in a desperate situation, and the prelude to the new world will be fully set off after this battle."

Following that calm, deep voice, several members of Team Flare emerged from behind him, while the black and red birds spread their wings, creating a fierce gale in mid-air.

"Yveltal, Wings of Return to Heaven".

P.S.: Sorry for the late update, my darlings, don't go! ┭┮﹏┭┮~

Chapter 94 Descend, Reshiram!

Feeling confident of victory, Vladali, perched on his high vantage point, observed the various reactions of the crowd: the solemn-faced old man, the tense-looking young girl, and the unperturbed deer.

It must be said that this is truly a pleasant feeling.

With an advantage in information, he proactively sought to change tactics, concentrate his forces, use his strengths to attack the opponent's weaknesses, seize the key points, and then make a detour.

Even though the opponent has Xerneas's help, he himself has many teammates under his command and controls Yveltal, his ace.

Both in terms of quantity and quality, he had the upper hand, and the outcome of the battle seemed to hinge on his single decision.

In the instant the words faded, the night-like bird spread its wings, covering the sky with its claw-like wings.

Dark clouds covered the sun, blood-red light filled the sky, and the weather changed dramatically with a sharp whistling sound.

"howl!"

There was no overwhelming aura, only a cold wind brushing past my ears, and time was reduced to nothing but gray and white.

It was the wind, the wind of deathly stillness.

As the red fades and the green diminishes, the ancient trees wither and decay, and even the spirits that cannot be avoided lose their color at a visible speed, becoming rigid and lifeless.

This is the legendary power.

[Step back.]

With nimble steps, Xernias leaped to the nearby cliff top, raising his rainbow-colored horn, spurring forth new green shoots and blooming vibrant flowers.

The unrestrained fairy atmosphere and the rampant dark aura clashed, making it difficult to determine a winner for the time being.

However, the spirit deer, which was just beginning to awaken, did not receive any replenishment of energy. The spread of the black mist only slowed down slightly, but it still greedily surged forward, leaving behind only strange branches.

Looking into the bird's distorted eyes, one could tell that it was completely unconscious and at the mercy of Team Flare.

"It's no use. I've already transferred part of the ultimate weapon's energy to this elf. The difference in their states will also determine the outcome of the battle."

As Vladali said, by remaining an observer, amidst the fierce collision, the god of life could only do his best to preserve the gradually petrifying creatures in the gray wind.

Destruction is always easier than creation.

Feeling the stiffness in their bodies and the dulling of their senses, Coco, Foy, and Corinne all realized that they could not let the current situation continue.

If that's the case, they simply won't be able to hold out until the league's personnel return to provide assistance.

"Lucario, Rock Slide."

"Mount Goat, Seed Bomb"

With a heavy stomp, Lucario kicked up clouds of dust, leaping up on his toes and shattering the piled-up boulders into pieces that rained down on the ground.

After that, the dark-colored lead ram also unleashed thousands of seed pods, determined to disrupt the course of the battle.

This teamwork was undoubtedly seamless, demonstrating the mutual understanding between former rivals, but unfortunately it ultimately failed.

"Wide-area defense".

Numerous elves stood before Vladari, their defensive barriers and raging attacks vast and numerous, gradually blocking the raindrops from falling.

With only four people facing hundreds of trainers, even with obvious differences in strength, the result of their inferior strength was still clearly revealed.

"Show us what else you've got, whether it's your Mega Evolution or that damn Zapdos."

With composure, Vladali spoke loudly, signaling to everyone to exert their utmost strength.