An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 176 Mewtwo Arrives, Mo Zhen VS Mewtwo! (Mewtwo has launched another counterattack!)
Smoke and pinkish-purple dust danced wildly under the dilapidated dome of Warehouse No. 7, as if the end of the world had arrived.

In this desperate abyss on the verge of collapse, countless faint voices, like the last cries of drowning people, pierced through the deafening fighting and roar, converging into an invisible torrent that crashed into Xiao Huolong's consciousness as he returned to reality!
Carbin's curses and resentment before falling into a coma, Homiga's stubbornness amidst the intertwined electronic music, Gongping's obsession with "Miss Mo Zhen" while gripping his pistol, Thompson's street faith in his sobbing voice, and those who are powerless in the face of despair, their last remaining humble hope for "hero"...

All the resentment, anger, despair, and the last bit of unspoken expectation transformed into a single, silent yet deafening shout at this moment, like millions of matches, instantly igniting the dormant fighting spirit within the canned yellow peach!
"Aa ...

Xiao Huolong's bulky body trembled violently, and the flames in his eyes had never burned so fiercely!
It is no longer just a can of yellow peaches, but has transformed into a savior totem in the center of the battlefield!

Faced with the surging berserk elves, it boldly raised its right arm, which carried the fighting spirit of the Burning Decree.

The muscles swelled and deformed wildly under the torrent of crimson-gold battle qi, as if they were no longer flesh and blood, but were instantly forged into a ferocious crimson-gold cannon!

The airflow around the cannon muzzle swirls, and destructive energy collapses and roars wildly within it!
"Seventh Collapse - Forced Annihilation to Ashes!!!!"

boom--! ! !
The cannon spewed out a torrent of crimson gold!

That wasn't flame, but a highly compressed will to annihilate!
The first of the berserk Iron Palm Warriors was instantly shattered in the blazing white beam of light before it could even let out a scream!
The shockwave exploded in a spherical shape, and more than a dozen berserk elves were sent flying backward with screams as if hit by an invisible giant fist, crashing into the container. Dust and metal fragments were violently swirled into the air!
boom! boom! boom!
The cannons keep firing!

Each roar was accompanied by the clearing out of an area!

Rusty iron fell from the warehouse's dome amidst the tremors, and the entire space shook under Xiao Huolong's inhuman barrage of firepower!

"My God! That canned yellow peaches...have become a god?!"

Colt screamed, completely unaware that the gun in his hand had fallen to the ground.

"Hooray! This is real freestyle! Explosive! Cosmic-level explosive!"

Thomson pounded on the speaker and roared excitedly, as if his injuries no longer hurt.

"This is... Unova Superman?!"

As Homiga watched the ferocious elves fall one after another under the crimson-gold cannons, he recalled the Bollywood movies he had once watched.

Even the superheroes in movies didn't seem to have the same impact on her as Xiao Huolong at this moment!
The handsome man gaped, staring at the scene that resembled the descent of a war god, and his crotch almost got wet again.

"WTF... God! Do miracles really exist?! Is it too late to join the Alpaca Cult?!"

Xiao Huolong, once an abandoned and forgotten stray lizard, ridiculed as a useless little fire dragon who couldn't even learn to use sparks, is now bathed in the shocked, ecstatic, and awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd, transforming into a hope that tears through despair and becoming a hero in everyone's hearts!
However, just when everyone thought the scales of victory had completely tipped and Xiao Huolong was about to turn the tide and end this nightmare, an unexpected event occurred!

A pinkish-purple mist suddenly rose from the bodies of all the berserk elves who inhaled the Dream Smoke!

Instead of dissipating, they seemed to be drawn together by some terrifying will, frantically converging towards the center of the warehouse!

The smoke billowed, twisted, and condensed!
An alien creature made of pure dream power took shape in the smoke!

Its entire body is covered in pinkish-white skin, with a deep purple abdomen, tail tip, and eyes. A bare external nerve bundle extends from its back, running from the center of the spine to the back of the neck, pulsating with energy like a bio-cable, radiating a terrifying mental pressure that freezes the soul!
Its mere presence made the air in the warehouse thick as glue, gravity seemed to be distorted, and light was being devoured!
An indescribable, extreme fear, stemming from a primal instinct for survival, instantly gripped the hearts of everyone present!
"What...what the hell is that?!"

Desert Eagle's voice was choked with sobs, and his teeth were chattering wildly.

"A demon! This is a demon that crawled out of hell!"

Barrett's eyes behind his tactical goggles completely broke down.

Even the usually composed Gatlin's face, which was full of fat, was drained of color, and his hand holding the gun was shaking like someone with Parkinson's disease.

"This...this oppressive aura...I've never seen such a terrifying monster before..."

Seeing the horrified expressions on everyone's faces, the alien-like being floating in the air seemed quite satisfied.

[Hmph... Fear me, for this is the incomprehensible countenance and aura of a god...]

"I'm so dreamy!!!!"

At that moment, a cry of surprise pierced the deathly silence!

Mo Zhen's artist's composure vanished instantly, and for the first time, his golden eyes erupted with the frenzied joy of a gambler who had just won the lottery!
The pinkish-purple alien seemed to tremble slightly, and a cold, emotionless voice, as if resounding directly in the depths of everyone's minds, carried a hint of...confusion?
How...did you know my name?

At this moment, Mewtwo was indeed somewhat puzzled.

First of all, it only told Cabin its name, and no one else could possibly know its real name.

Secondly, it has never appeared in front of anyone in this form of "divine incarnation," so it is impossible for anyone to recognize its appearance.

But... this damn red-suit man seems to recognize his [God's Avatar] form ten times, or even nine times, more than the [Silver] form he saw in his previous dream!
Mo Zhen immediately straightened his back, his face instantly switching back to that all-knowing artist's superiority, pointing to his head, his tone resolute.

"Ha! I am the Dream God, who knows everything about the world! Everything about you is as clear as the lines on the palm of my hand! No one in this world understands you better than I do!"

At this moment, Mo Zhen was more excited than ever before!
Although he had guessed its approximate identity based on the other party's attitude towards the wooden board, he could not be sure that it was the real thing until he saw it in person.

Now that he saw the other person's incredibly familiar classic skin, how could he possibly mistake them for someone else?!

This kid gets dragged out by manufacturers every now and then to make a theatrical version of the same old thing, always either "making a comeback" or on the road to "awakening".

Mewtwo Strikes Back, Mewtwo Strikes Back Remake, Mewtwo Strikes Back Finale, Mewtwo Strikes Back 3D, Mewtwo Strikes Back Director's Cut...

I'm getting so frustrated with this game! When will this ever end?!
Mo Zhen excitedly rummaged through his pockets, muttering nervously to himself.

"Damn it! Where's my Master Ball?! I need to capture it right away!"

Xiao Mengzi looked excited when she saw Mo Zhen, and she exuded the fragrance of lemons.

【Quack! Lord Mo Zhen! Why bother subduing that nonsensical fellow! With a perfect holster like mine, isn't that enough already? oo ...

Mo Zhen delivered a punch directly to this clueless guy.

"Get out of my way! What can you do, you pink fat pig? Evolve two more stages and become [Mew] before you come back!"

In this vast Pokémon world, although legendary Pokémon are as common as dogs and mythical Pokémon are everywhere, if you ask Mo Zhen which Pokémon he most wants to catch, it would definitely be Mewtwo!

Because in every version of the series, Mewtwo is a very philosophical Pokémon.

Its timeless existentialist explorations, dialectical reflections on the relationship between elves and humans, and controversial topics on the boundaries between science and ethics all seem out of place in a children's elf world, resulting in an artistic overload.

It would be a waste for such a gifted spirit not to serve as a hard-working slave in the hands of his god of art!
What's more, the other person can transform into a female version of herself, hmm...

Mewtwo's eyes glowed with a psychic blue light, as if it were using telepathy to search for answers in Mo Zhen's mind, and then...

Its eyes became even more confused, as if it had received a bunch of completely incomprehensible information. Later, its eyes gradually became violent, leaving only a cold, murderous gaze!
[This idiot's got a screw loose, he's completely clueless!!! Hmph, Carbin's still useful to me, I'm taking him with me. As for the rest of the ants, especially you, Mo Zhen…]

Its distorted form suddenly erupted with an even more terrifying pinkish-purple light. All the remaining Dream Smoke in the warehouse, and the Dream Power emanating from all the berserk elves, surged wildly into its core like rivers flowing into the sea! [You must die today! Turn into dust in this dream world! Annihilate!]

Before the words were even finished, the terrifying energy that had been gathered to its limit and made one's soul tremble collapsed wildly in its hands!
A pinkish-purple sphere of psychic energy, composed purely of highly condensed destructive spiritual power, took shape in its hand!
This is its signature move – [Mental Break]!
Although this spiritual avatar formed from the power of dreams has less than one-tenth of the power of its original body, it is enough to wipe out this warehouse of rotten fish and shrimp!

The destructive energy emanating from the sphere caused the entire warehouse space to groan under its strain!

Mewtwo's killing intent was like an invisible iceberg, freezing everyone in place!
This murderous intent was especially "careful" in targeting Mo Zhen, who was still fumbling for the Master Ball in his pocket!

"No—!!! No! I don't want to die!"

Colt was the first to break down, tears streaming down his face as he frantically pulled the trigger at the pinkish-purple alien, but the bullets seemed to pass through phantoms, having no effect whatsoever.

"Fire! Fuck it! Stop it!"

Desert Eagle and Barrett roared hysterically, unleashing their remaining firepower like a storm upon Mewtwo's avatar.

Energy beams and bullets passed through without hindrance, leaving only ripples in the air.

"It's no use... This is divine punishment... We're all doomed..."

Hellfire sat slumped on the ground, his eyes vacant, his flamethrower lying to the side.

"Oh my god... I really can't take it this time..."

Thomson, clutching the speaker, huddled in a corner, shivering.

Homiga and Gongping were pale-faced; the mental pressure made it difficult for them to even breathe, let alone resist.

An absolute crushing defeat! Despair, like the deepest ice, froze the blood of everyone!
Just as that devastating mental attack was about to launch, threatening to destroy the entire warehouse and everyone inside!
"Heh, you want to annihilate me? It seems I really have to use my divine power to subdue you!"

Mo Zhen stopped groping and took a sudden step forward, his red suit fluttering in the turbulent energy flow!

He had an artist's theatrical air about him, his left hand raised upwards.

Amidst the despairing gazes of the onlookers who witnessed the mentally ill man, a massive sphere of mental energy, radiating a pink glow, rapidly formed between Mo Zhen's hands!
Its energy fluctuations were comparable to Mewtwo's purple sphere of destruction!

"What?! What...what's going on?! How can this kid have such power?!"

Colt roared excitedly; at that moment, he saw a glimmer of hope for life on Mo Zhen's sphere!
Even the well-informed Gatling was stunned by this power, and he suppressed the turmoil in his heart and murmured.

"Could it be... that this is the legendary superpowered being?! I've heard that a terrifying being lives in the castle north of Unova, and there are many scary legends about superpowered beings. I thought they were just made-up urban legends, but I didn't expect them to be true!"

The handsome man was overwhelmed by the immense power of the sphere, and his crotch finally became uncontrollably wet.

"You're amazing, handsome sir! Your existence is a miracle for us Interpol! Oh my god!!! Please use that sphere that radiates incomparable power to illuminate my bleak life!"

Amidst the respectful greetings from the crowd, Mo Zhen calmly and steadily gathered his power.

However, longtime viewers know that behind every seemingly effortless and arrogant Dream God, there is an incarnation of divine power that has been squeezed dry.

【Ooh o ...

At this moment, the pink trash, Xiaomengzi, let out a scream that was both painful and frenzied, and her pink body instantly burst out with an unprecedentedly dazzling light!
A vast and pure dreamlike energy, seemingly originating from the source of life, was forcibly drawn away and surged wildly into Mo Zhen's palm!

Om-!
"Take this! Daimengzi! Before my true power, obediently come into the ball!!!"

Mo Zhen roared and shoved the pink orb of light out of the ground!

Rumble, rumble—! ! !
Two terrifying spiritual forces, powerful enough to shake the very fabric of space, collided violently in the center of the warehouse like two colliding stars!
The blinding light instantly engulfed everything!
A visible circular shockwave swept out like a razor!

All the containers that were still standing in the warehouse were blown away and torn apart like pieces of paper!
A violent surge of energy raged wildly within the warehouse, turning everything upside down!
When the blinding light and deafening roar finally subsided, the smoke and dust slowly settled.

Xiao Mengzi's already deflated pink body now hung limply on Mo Zhen's shoulder like a completely squeezed sponge. Her beady eyes were dull and lifeless, she was barely breathing and didn't even have the strength to squeal.

[So dry...it's all gone...not a single drop left...]

Mewtwo's pinkish-purple alien form, though its light was somewhat dimmed and its outline slightly illusory, still hovered in mid-air!
At the center of its palm where its three fingers are joined, destructive spiritual power is rapidly reassembling!

[A dying struggle, the next strike will end it all.]

Mewtwo's cold voice carried a hint of anger at being provoked by an ant, and the prototype of the second [Mental Break] was frantically gathering!

The even stronger mental pressure than before, like the scythe of death, was already at the neck of everyone!
"Fuck you! No... there's no way we can win..."

Thomson watched as Mewtwo recharged its energy, and the glimmer of light in his eyes vanished completely.

"It's over...it's all over..."

Gong Ping dejectedly put down his gun, completely abandoning his dual-wielding style.

"Aaaaaah! Don't be afraid, everyone! I'm here!"

Just when everyone was in despair, Xiao Huolong roared loudly and raised the cannon arm again, firing wildly at the Mewtwo avatar!
Boom boom boom!
The crimson beam of light slammed into the pinkish-purple alien!
However, the cannon fire that was enough to shatter a group of elves failed at this moment!
Mewtwo's divine power emanation swayed slightly like the surface of a lake in a gentle breeze, without showing any sign of dissipating.

Mewtwo’s cold, mocking voice rang out.

[Foolishness! My true form is not here. As long as those spirits can continue to provide dream power, this avatar of mine will never dissipate!]

As if to confirm its words, the remaining berserk elves around them, catalyzed by the power of dreams, rushed forward even more frantically!

Venom, acid mist, rock blasts, flamethrowers... converge from all directions, like a wave of death!

"Ho!"

Xiao Huolong was exhausted from running around, and his artillery fire was stretched thin. Thanks to the powerful sustain provided by the [Advanced Yellow Rank Burning Technique], the brilliance of his battle qi quickly dimmed!
Countless wounds instantly appeared on its plump body, the blood, like yellow peach juice, mixed with scorch marks, making it look utterly wretched!
There are too many!
It's simply impossible for it to eliminate all the rampaging Pokémon before Mewtwo finishes charging up!
"Old Red Elder!!! Help me!!! Tell me what to do about my teeth!!!"

Despair and an intense obsession to protect everyone acted as the last fuel, dragging Xiao Huolong's consciousness violently into a chaotic and vast space!

Endless laws of power flowed through the void, and at its center, the towering figure with an aura that suppressed all heavens—the Eight Great Emperors—was quietly gazing at it!
Pfft!
Without hesitation, Xiao Huolong knelt down, his yellow peach-shaped head slamming heavily onto the ground formed by laws, producing a dull echo!
"Your Majesty! I beg you! Tell me! How can we defeat that pinkish-purple monster and save everyone!"

The faces of the Eight Great Emperors, composed of laws, were extremely solemn, and their voices, like the booming of a bell, resonated in Xiao Huolong's sea of ​​consciousness.

[Your current power is like a drop in the ocean compared to that thing. There's only one way to annihilate so many puppet vessels... and that is to master the final collapse of the Eightfold Explosion!]

(End of this chapter)