I'm not a Pokémon succubus.

"Oh?"

Sakaki smiled playfully and asked, "How strong is it?"

"What standards did you use to judge whether it possesses considerable combat capability?"

"According to Xia Bo's remaining data, after the birth of the first generation of Mewtwo, at this time, it did not have the terrifying combat power of the second generation of Mewtwo!"

The old professor was eager to show his achievements to the boss, and he spoke a long list of proofs in one breath, saying: "The second-generation Mewtwo not only has an extremely fast physical development speed, but the expansion speed of its mental power fluctuations is also unique, completely unmatched by normal Psychic-attribute Pokémon. In addition, the second-generation Mewtwo's body also possesses a level of strength that is incomparable to the first-generation Mewtwo. As a Psychic-attribute Pokémon, it even possesses close combat capabilities that are not inferior to Fighting-attribute Pokémon!"

"Ha... Boss!"

After finishing talking about the abilities of the second generation Mewtwo in one breath, the old professor, who was panting, looked at Sakaki with a flushed face.

"I can guarantee that the second generation of Mewtwo in the future will be much stronger than the first generation!"

"Ah."

After listening to the old professor's words, Sakaki responded with a nasal sound, indicating that he understood.

"Uh......"

The hot-blooded old professor suddenly calmed down as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on him.

Only then did he realize that his boss was a ruthless man who could single-handedly obtain a tube of blood from the first generation of Mewtwo as a research reference for his team.

For a big boss like this, I just wrote a blank check and it didn't make him pay any attention at all.

"Boss, please look over here!"

Cursing himself inwardly, the old professor immediately pointed to the large screen next to him.

Since the data cannot explain the problem, presenting evidence is the best option.

"Ah."

Sakaki took two steps forward and looked at the big screen.

The screen shows the battle of the second generation Mewtwo.

It stood on a very large battlefield with its eyes closed. Its indifferent posture reminded Sakaki of someone.

"Heh... is this a blood connection?"

Looking at the expression of the second generation Mewtwo, Sakaki sneered.

Then, he remembered a red-haired boy and quickly suppressed his smile.

That child doesn't look like me...

At this time, changes appeared in the picture.

Some gates were opened around the battlefield, and some very ferocious Pokémon that looked extremely vicious and powerful gradually entered the training ground.

Despite this, the second generation Mewtwo still had a calm expression and didn't even open his eyes.

It just floated quietly in the air only a few meters above the ground.

"Wang!"

Several Houndooms stared at it with unfriendly expressions.

Although the aura of the second-generation Mewtwo made them feel a little depressed, the natural malice and "suppression" of evil-attribute Pokémon against psychic-attribute Pokémon still gave them some courage.

"Woof!" "Woof!" "Woof!"

Several Houndooms ran towards the second generation Mewtwo with crazy looks on their faces.

Their posture seemed as if they couldn't wait to share it and eat it.

"Roar!"

"Ouch~"

"Wow!"

The attacks of those Houndooms were like the clarion call of war, arousing the ferocity of other Pokémon.

Following the pitch-black Cerberus, Pokémon in various postures let out distinctive roars, and all followed their footsteps, either charging or flying towards the second-generation Mewtwo in the center of the field.

"Wang!"

"Ow-!!"

"babble!"

Hundreds of Pokémon attacked at the same time, their roars shaking the sky.

Such a shocking scene is full of visual impact.

"..."

Despite this, the second generation Mewtwo still ignored the noisy voices.

It didn't even raise its eyelids, and a terrifying mental wave like a tsunami roared out.

The sea of ​​psychic power swept in all directions in one breath, indiscriminately hitting the Pokémon that rushed towards it.

"boom--!!"

There seemed to be a sound of explosion above the field.

"Ow..."

Then there was a whimpering sound.

All the Pokémon that rushed towards the second generation Mewtwo flew backwards at an even faster speed and tragically crashed into the wall of the battlefield.

They fainted on the spot, and the walls on all four sides were covered with deep pits of different sizes and shapes, and the cracks spread far away.

“Woof…Woo!”

Some evil-attribute Pokémon escaped the attack of the mental tsunami just now.

For example, the few Houndooms rushing in the front.

However, now they are frightened and no longer have the courage to move forward.

"..."

The second generation Mewtwo remained silent.

Its figure disappeared from the spot.

When it appeared again, it was standing in front of a Houndoom.

A punch was thrown, hitting the forehead of the dark hellhound.

"Woo!"

The whimpering sound shattered in mid-air.

When this Houndoom flew backwards, the second generation Mewtwo had already used the same trick to knock away several other Houndooms and other enemies who had luckily avoided the psychic tsunami.

"..."

Then, it returned to where it originally was, silently waiting for the next round of enemies to arrive.

Its performance was fed back in real time to the large screen in the laboratory through the camera of the drone Rotom lurking outside the battlefield.

"Look, please look!"

The old professor looked excited.

The large screen in the laboratory had already gone dark several times - the second generation Mewtwo's psychic tsunami indiscriminately shot down several drone Rotoms.

Such an effect, combined with the performance of the second-generation Mewtwo, is enough to make the old professor proud.

"Just now, it didn't use any moves?"

Sakaki had sharp eyes and saw the core issue of the battle at a glance.

The second generation Mewtwo did not use any offensive moves.

Its mental tsunami was pure mental power, and the attack that knocked Houndoom and the others away was also pure physical strength.

If the second generation Mewtwo had any moves, it would probably only be teleportation.

"This is the quality of the second-generation Mewtwo... It far surpasses ordinary Pokémon. Its casual attacks are comparable to the all-out attacks of those small Pokémon!" The old professor tried his best to activate his brain, which was a little rigid with joy, to find words to praise the power of the second-generation Mewtwo. After thinking for a long time, his eyes fixed on the Pokémon and he said dryly: "It's simply a god..."

"Correct!"

He immediately revealed a fanatical expression, like a mad scientist in a science fiction movie who would do anything to achieve the results of his research.

"The second generation Mewtwo can complete the regret that the first generation Mewtwo failed to complete!"

The old professor even forgot the difference in status between him and Sakaki. With a look of fanaticism and anxiety, he said: "Its potential has gradually been revealed, and it is far more than that. It still has a long way to go... It can become a true god!"

For a scientist who has devoted his entire life to scientific research, nothing can make them more excited and ecstatic than creating a god with their own hands.

Creation God...

This matter itself is also a forbidden zone in Pokémon scientific research.

The tragedy of the first generation Mewtwo seems like it was just yesterday.

The old professor thought he had done it.

They, Team Rocket, created a true god!

"......Ah."

Listening to the fanatical words of the person next to him expressionlessly, Sakaki gave a mocking smile.

"God?"

He has also seen many real legendary beasts and mythical Pokémon.

My own Beedrill had just made the first generation Mewtwo bleed not long ago...

Once upon a time, Deoxys from outer space was also his tool.

The potential that the second generation Mewtwo has shown is indeed good, but Sakaki won't be so happy about it that he loses his mind.

He cares more about the future.

"I hope this god can complete the task I gave it."

Looking at the second generation Mewtwo who was engaged in the second round of crushing battle on the battlefield, a dangerous arc appeared at the corner of Sakaki's mouth.

"Task?"

The old professor was a little curious.

Sakaki glanced at him sideways, explained the mission, and said, "I hope that the source of Mewtwo's human genes can also feel the power of the so-called 'god'."

......

Unova region, Dragon Spiral Tower.

"what."

The sturdy old man, with his white beard combed into a mask-like shape, protecting half of his face, crushed the broken steps with one foot and looked upwards.

The Dragon Spiral Tower looked even more dilapidated than when Shaka last came.

"Tsk."

Shaka smacked his lips.

With his keen eyesight, he could naturally see that the dilapidated Dragon Spiral Tower was not only caused by the ravages of time, but also partly due to human factors.

"Who invaded the Dragonspiral Tower?"

Shaka pondered inwardly.

His mentality is quite complicated.

On the one hand, he sincerely hoped that the legendary dragon would recognize a brave man.

On the one hand, he was also afraid that he had guessed wrong about the choice of the hero, and in the end, Zekrom and Reshiram would be controlled by evil people with ulterior motives.

"Hey."

Sighing and shaking his head, Shaka climbed the steps of the tower.

Born in the Land of Dragons, even though he is old, his physical fitness is far superior to that of ordinary people and he is very strong.

It took N quite some time to climb up to the top of the Dragon Spiral Tower, but it was no difficulty at all for Shaka.