Pokémon: Who let him leave Pallet Town?

Chapter 441 Rainbow Rocket Team Intelligence
"I see."

Natsume took a deep breath and carefully put the ring away.

"In that case, tell me about Team Rainbow Rocket."

Natsume felt a sense of urgency; he was most curious about this unknown interdimensional organization at that moment.

As the golden light faded, the colossal body of the platinum behemoth still radiated an awe-inspiring warm glow, like the core of an ancient furnace.

Those enormous, lava-like pupils were fixed on Natsume, their deep gaze seemingly piercing through time and space, carrying an all-knowing majesty. Even the incandescent light from the palace dome appeared gentle and docile under the immense power emanating from the priesthood of peace.

"Team Rainbow Rocket..." Platinum Behemoth's voice was deep and resonant, like the most solid rock deep within the earth resonating. Every syllable carried an undeniable weight, echoing in the empty temple and vibrating the air.

"Their actions have long since deviated from the path of plunderers, sliding into a more dangerous and greedy abyss."

Natsume held his breath, his gaze unconsciously drifting to the middle-parted man sleeping soundly to the side.

The behemoth's tone carried a heavy, almost compassionate quality.

"Their target is the cornerstones that keep the world running—the divine beasts."

"I don't know why they stole the divine positions, but judging from the information from those two old buddies, the divine positions and mythical beasts in the destroyed world will definitely be wiped out first."

Natsume felt a chill run down his spine.

This confirms his previous guess, but the confirmation from this supreme being who once stood shoulder to shoulder with great men and held the power of peace carries a completely different weight.

"Initially, their claws reached out to those divine beasts whose power was relatively dispersed and whose divine roles were not singular, like greedy miners digging at the surface."

Two pure, blazing white flames shot from the nostrils of the platinum behemoth, causing the air to ripple slightly.

"But for some reason, their twisted ambitions have now been firmly set on those Pokémon that hold the divine office of 'uniqueness'."

"Uniqueness?" Natsume subconsciously touched the gold ring on his wrist, his gaze falling on the person with the middle parting, who was still fast asleep.

"Please wait a moment, senior."

Natsume looked up to interrupt, and then a big kick woke up the man with the middle part.

"Pikachu? Are you crazy?"
The man with the middle parting stood up, cursing.

"This is a major life event, listen carefully."

As Natsume spoke, he picked up the middle-parted hair and held it in his arms.

The platinum behemoth's enormous fiery head nodded slightly, its molten gold eyes seemingly already understanding Natsume's worries, its gaze gently touching the parted-haired man in his arms.

"Yes, uniqueness. This means that they are absolutely irreplaceable in the entire universe."

Its voice grew increasingly low, carrying a deep concern about the possibility of the collapse of order: "If too much is lost, it is very likely that all the worlds will perish together."

Natsume's breathing paused slightly.

"That's not right!" Natsume realized, frowning as he said.

"The entire universe is gone, what were they after?"

Natsume looked completely bewildered.

Surely this trans-world organization can't be like some evil organizations in small, cerebral palsy-stricken areas, whose sole purpose is to destroy the world, right?

"Hiss, that's not right."

Natsume narrowed his eyes and thought about it carefully.

It seems like Team Rainbow Rocket was originally just a bunch of "brain-dead" local evil organizations gathered together, so it's really hard to say.
Those selected to join this organization are undoubtedly the best among the evil organizations in various parallel worlds, and their ideologies may even be more extreme.

"So, this ring..."

Natsume raised the seemingly ordinary ring in his hand. Even under the holy radiance emanating from the platinum behemoth, it still appeared so incongruous, cold and reserved.

"And how was it born?" Natsume asked curiously.

Judging from his conversation with Hoopa, Arceus's true form cannot even be found in every world where it has a parallel counterpart.

How can this ring be located?
Natsume was eager to know the underlying principle.

Mentioning the ring, the warm and peaceful light around the platinum behemoth suddenly fluctuated violently, and a scorching but not violent torrent, carrying endless compassion and anger, silently spread out.

The bright white light emanating from the palace dome seemed to dim for a moment, as if in mourning. "This ring,"

The beast's voice was like clouds suppressing thunder, each word containing a fury powerful enough to shake the mountains.

“Every world was created by Arceus, and when a world is destroyed, some power returns to Arceus himself.”

"This ring records the energy fluctuations in the surrounding area using special methods. Once a certain amount of data is accumulated, it can roughly determine the location of the other party."

"Destroy the world... just for this one?" Natsume's pupils contracted, and his fingers gripping the ring tightened suddenly.

A heavy silence fell over the temple, broken only by the low, hymn-like hum of the flames burning around the platinum behemoth and Natsume's own heavy heartbeat.

To pinpoint the true form of the creator god.
Countless worlds were destroyed as road signs.
Team Rainbow Rocket seems crazier than he imagined. Well, the initiation ceremony involves killing three of his parallel counterparts.

It's no wonder that organizations with such regulations tend to go crazy.

Natsume took a deep breath, and the pure energy within the temple flowed into his lungs, calming his chaotic mind slightly.

He looked at the platinum behemoth, this majestic being that symbolized peace and order, now appearing especially solemn because of this evil that touched the very core of things.

“Okay, it sounds like Team Rainbow Rocket is pretty strong,” Natsume said, taking out the ring in his hand and waving it around, jokingly adding:

"Wasn't that senior so confident in entrusting the item to the newcomer, afraid that the newcomer might defect to that so-called Rainbow Rocket Team?"

"After all, that sounds very promising."

Although Natsume wouldn't do that, he felt that some of the Alliance's great men's considerations were not very thorough.

But to everyone's surprise, the enormous head of the platinum behemoth, composed of pure light and flame, merely tilted slightly.

Its lava-like pupils stared at Natsume, without the expected anger or disappointment, but rather, a glint of extremely human, almost mocking light seemed to flash within them.

"Hehe." A deep, resonant laugh, yet strangely relaxed, came from the giant beast's mouth, echoing like a warm bell within the temple, dispelling some of the gloom.

"It's alright, Natsume."

"Huh?" Natsume was taken aback by this reaction.

The platinum behemoth burned steadily and warmly around its body. Its voice regained its absolute majesty and calmness, but with a hint of subtle teasing: "Because, whether you 'join' them or not, I can be very certain of one thing."

"What is it?" Natsume asked instinctively.

"I myself am definitely ranked very, very high on their Rainbow Rockets' 'kill list'."

The platinum behemoth spoke in a flat tone, as if stating an objective fact, like saying, "The weather is nice today."

"Huh?" Natsume was completely dumbfounded; the turn of events was a bit too fast.

"Does it matter?"

The platinum behemoth's enormous fiery head gracefully returned to its original position, its gaze once again fixed on the palace's breathtaking dome, as if admiring some beautiful sight.

Its voice carried a sense of matter-of-fact indifference:
"Of course it's related, I just blessed your Pikachu."

Natsume was taken aback and looked down at the middle-parted hair in his arms.

He remembered that a ball of flame had indeed entered the body of the man with the middle parting.

In his arms, the girl with the middle parting also raised her little head and looked at Natsume, seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.

The platinum behemoth lowered its massive head slightly, and its lava-like pupils focused once again on Natsume's face, clearly reflecting Natsume's bewildered expression.

It spoke slowly, in a statement of fact:
"Peace is the manifestation of the core power of my priesthood, unique and unparalleled, like a lighthouse in the night."

It paused, as if stating a very simple conclusion:

“A long, long time ago, they obtained a piece of intelligence that belonged to me. Now they have obviously found a way to locate me, which is why you met that guy before.”

Natsume immediately realized that the other person was talking about Quixote.

"You mean, the guy with the middle part will also be targeted by that organization, just like you?"

"Yes," the behemoth nodded.

"Pika!?"

(End of this chapter)