Pokémon: Who let him leave Pallet Town?

Chapter 455 After the Inner World

"Awwwww——"

The giant dragon lay weakly on the ground, letting out a long, feeble groan.

As her strength was completely exhausted, the enormous black monument that had appeared strangely beside her, emanating a devouring aura, vanished silently like a phantom.

Only the deep, spiderweb-like cracks on the ground remained, silently proving that the terrifying boulder had just brutally descended.

"Aww~" The giant dragon yawned widely, its eyelids heavy.

Although the suffocating feeling of being choked by an invisible hand had disappeared, an indescribable soreness and heaviness emanated from all parts of my body, as if every bone and every muscle had been completely dismantled, forged, and then reassembled.

A deep, empty weariness emanated from her bones, making it incredibly difficult for her to even lift a single claw tip.

"Hey~"

A warm and pure stream of flame, like a tiny brook formed from golden dawn, drifted gently down from the mouth of the Phoenix King, who was perched high on the nest.

It gently, like the finest silk, enveloped the massive body of the Great Dragonite from head to tail.

The sacred flame of life permeated every inch of newborn flesh, every strange bone reforged and revitalized by the black rod, and the depths of the circulatory system that flowed throughout the body with unknown totem energy, carrying out its final nurturing and stabilization.

Visible to the naked eye!
Nourished by this pure divine fire, the massive body of the Great Dragon, which had been hunched and curled up due to the intense pain and weakness, began to swell, stretch, and expand like parched land receiving rain.

The scales covering its entire body, even after being continuously tempered by the sacred flames, exuded a strange metallic texture as deep as the night sky, as heavy as the earth, yet with a faint flow of dark gold.

What is particularly striking are the network of activated black blood vessels, faintly visible beneath her skin, forming a new lifeline.
They are no longer just cold pipes; their surfaces are engraved with countless fine, intricate, unknown totem symbols that shimmer with a faint blue light, like the ancient trajectories of stars.

What is even more shocking is the pair of broken wings on her back that were once deformed like tumors.

At this moment, the incomparably strong black rod-shaped wing frame, also etched with unknown totems, has perfectly integrated into her body.

On the surface of the robust main bone, totem runes flowed with a faint divine radiance, like liquid gold.

Driven by this force, the enormous dragon wings, covered with thick, tough scales, with a wingspan large enough to cover a small square, and exuding unparalleled power, are growing and taking shape at an unprecedented speed.

With his spirit almost completely exhausted, Natsume dragged his weary body closer to examine the parts carefully for a moment. Only after confirming that all the modified parts were securely connected and that the energy flow was smooth did he finally let out a long sigh of relief.

He could no longer hold on, so he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and sank his consciousness into his inner world, trying to restore his depleted mental energy through meditation.

"what?!"

As soon as his consciousness entered the domain constructed by his own spiritual power, Natsume was deeply shocked by the scene before him.

His inner world laboratory, a place he knew so well, was now radiating golden light.

Everything within sight!
Everything—the walls, the equipment, the tables and chairs, even the scattered pieces of paper!
They all seem to have been forged from the purest gold, radiating a pure, warm, and powerful golden glow.

The entire inner world seemed to have transformed into a temple made of gold.

"This... all my telekinetic powers have turned gold?!" Natsume exclaimed in astonishment, his consciousness almost frozen.

Then, he suddenly realized that as the key surgeon in this earth-shattering operation, at the crucial moment of restoring the life of the Great Dragonite, he himself was also bathed in the vast and sacred flames of Ho-Oh.

The flames, imbued with the power of "divine and flesh," not only affected Dragonite and Black Rod, but also invisibly "activated" his own psychic energy source, accelerating the fusion of himself with the psychic energy within him.

Natsume realized this too late.

Now it seems that the golden telekinetic power is simply a product of the fusion of ordinary telekinetic power and his own body? "Hiss..."

Natsume gasped, his consciousness surveying the golden ocean.

These days, he spends a lot of time almost every day immersing his consciousness in the war dragon scale, undergoing hellish telekinetic control training.

Each training session was like carving a channel through a violent torrent, arduous yet determined, increasing the proportion of the golden telekinetic energy within the body that represented perfect control.

Before the surgery, the golden psychic power within him accounted for only about 10%, while the remaining 90% of his wild and unruly power was forcibly compressed and stored within the baby doll.

Each time he returned to reality from within the dragon scales, he could feel a tiny improvement, his golden psychic power slowly increasing like a trickle. Until today, after being bathed in the sacred fire of the Phoenix King…

"Everything has changed all at once?!" Natsume's consciousness had a strange expression, a mixture of unbelievable elation and a hint of bewilderment.

He subconsciously "raised his head," as if trying to penetrate the barrier of the inner world and look at the Phoenix King resting in the outside world.

The activation and fusion process is like a super-powerful catalyst!

"Never mind how it came about, it's a good thing after all." Natsume suppressed the turmoil in his heart and decided to accept this gift.

He calmed himself down and began to carefully analyze the new, vast, golden psychic power within his body.

However, the more he combed through it, the more strange a look appeared on his face.

An unprecedented and incredibly clear sense of "fullness" filled his inner world.

It was as if with a single thought, one could gently push open that invisible door.

He could immediately step into an unprecedented realm that only existed in his and the theory of the super dream world—the afterlife!

Natsume was not in a hurry to break through.

The researcher's rigorous instincts prevailed over his impulses.

He immediately conjured in his mind the notebook that Kokoro had obtained in Gold City, the notebook containing Kokoro's notes to Nazja.

He flipped to the back, quickly added a few new pages, and began to meticulously record every subtle change and feeling in his body and mind at that moment.

He was the first explorer on this unknown path, and every detail could become a beacon or warning for those who follow.

"The 'Life Doll' is a necessary container for initially containing violent psychic energy, but its connection with the main body must be handled properly, otherwise the foundation of the inner world will be unstable, leading to collapse like Sabrina's."

While recalling Natsume's lesson, Natsume solemnly added a warning to the new chapter.

He then described in detail the conditions for the germination of golden telekinesis, the method of storing remaining power, and the process of clearing mental space to await qualitative change. Although he didn't know if his experience was universally applicable, he tried his best to record every key moment and possible trigger.

"All right!"

When he closed the notebook, which contained the fruits of Xinshan Wu's wisdom, the sky outside was already beginning to brighten.

After a night of meditation and note-taking, my spirit was more refreshed than ever before.

"Okay."

With no more worries in his heart, Natsume's thoughts, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, gently touched the door that was already crystal clear.

(End of this chapter)