An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 281 Tang Dog Burns Out, Tang Dragon's Wrath! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Seeing the one-sided battle before her, Dan Yu's golden eyes trembled violently, almost bulging out of their sockets.

She stared intently at the blue figure in the sky that kept flashing and beating up the tornado clouds like a punching bag, her slender fingers unconsciously clenching the slightly disheveled collar of her clothes.

Just minutes ago, this blue dog was blasted by the tornado's [solution] so badly that it couldn't even press the B key and sank into the sea like a dead dog.

How come he suddenly became like he'd been injected with adrenaline? Not only was he jumping around energetically, but he was also able to dominate the Sky and the King of Wind!

She even suspected that her excessive blood loss had caused the dragon's blood to erode her brain, resulting in severe hallucinations.

"This...this doesn't make sense..."

"Holy shit! Who...whose subordinate is this?! He's far too brave!"

Duro Gattuso's handsome face was now filled with an expression of utter disbelief.

He stared with his mouth slightly agape at Luca Mingfei's terrifying attack of tearing through the air with her elbows, and subconsciously took a half step back, as if wanting to get away from that dangerous airspace.

"That old guy sliced ​​the Aluminum Steel Bridge Dragon in two with a single stroke... Just who is this blue-skinned dog? Is it a legendary Pokémon on par with Black King and White King? When did such a monster start appearing in the Unova region?!"

His extensive knowledge of dragons and understanding of legendary elves was shattered at this moment, making it impossible for him to match the raging "elbow-striking demon" before him with any known legends.

Zi Yu covered her mouth with her delicate white hands to prevent herself from screaming out of control.

The Lucario before her, capable of fighting against heaven and earth, was completely beyond her imagination; its immense power made her unable to believe it was real.

"Is...is it really Lucario? How can it be...so powerful..."

She murmured softly, her voice carrying a hint of bewilderment at the shattering of her worldview.

"What...what are you doing?!"

Xiao Huolong slumped on a relatively intact bridge pier, scratching its fat belly with its short paws, its eyes filled with confusion.

Watching Luca Mingfei display her divine power in the sky, beating the terrifying being that almost turned it into a can of peaches to no avail, and then looking down at its own fat body that was almost useless except as a meat shield, and its barren attack methods due to the destruction of [Extreme Eight Collapse], a feeling called inferiority quietly spread.

"Ugh... We're all elves... How come there's such a huge difference..."

Mo Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, his red suit billowing in the turbulent energy currents.

His eyes shone with a sense of entitlement, as if he were inspecting a work of art he had personally crafted.

"Burn, burn even more fiercely..."

He knew better than anyone that the overwhelming power before him was the result of Luca Mingfei's contract with Lao Mingze, in which she willingly burned a quarter of her life in exchange for the power.

That contract was no joke. That quarter of his life was truly and completely transformed into fuel, merging into the 1000% power of "Something for nothing," which ignited this terrifying flame that was enough to shake a god.

However, while the price sounds alarming, in the eyes of Mo Zhen, a veteran artist who has watched countless films, it's really not that big of a deal.

Based on his valuable experience from observing various cultural and entertainment works over the years, he believes that such "life-shortening" and "life-burning" plots, while seemingly tragic and dramatic, are essentially equivalent to a "no-side-effect" buff before the finale.

Look at that rubber man sit-up king on the next set. From Enies Lobby to Marineford, and then to fighting the Four Emperors, who knows how many years of his lifespan he burned, but he still eats and drinks as usual, and after a big meal he's still alive and kicking.

As long as you don't burn yourself out completely on the spot, then it's the same as being fine!
Moreover, while the Pokémon world may lack other things, it has countless ways to prolong life.

I'll find an opportunity later to visit Ho-Oh, the Nirvana Champion, in the Johto region, or to pay homage to Xerneas, the God of Life, in the Kalos region. This loss of life will be replenished in no time.

If you're lucky enough to get Dialga to help, that would be even simpler and more straightforward...

Just as everyone was having different thoughts, the battle in the sky took another sudden turn!

【Roar! Ro ...

Odin, the tornado cloud who had been constantly being suppressed, let out a roar filled with endless humiliation and rage.

On its storm-formed body, the holes and cracks blasted out by the Great Man King's elbow are spreading and disintegrating.

A long-lost sense of impending death arose in its heart.

It clearly realized that if it continued to be passively attacked like this, it, the high and mighty King of the Sky and Wind, would probably really perish on this broken bridge today!
Palkia! Palkia! Answer me! Lend me a little more power!

Tornado Cloud frantically called out to the unscrupulous merchant hiding in the spatial rift, attempting to make another desperate, self-destructive deal.

However, it was horrified to discover that the once clearly discernible spatial connection had now vanished without a trace, like a stone sinking into the sea.

The other party... is online?!
For some unknown reason, Palukia unilaterally cut off the communication, leaving it completely stranded here!

【hateful……】

Tornado Cloud instantly understood its predicament. Palukia was unreliable; it could only rely on itself now!
Om-! ! !
A surge of energy, far more violent and reckless than before, suddenly erupted from within the tornado cloud!
It actually began to frantically burn its own primordial divine power, a self-destructive overdraft. This King of the Sky was truly beginning to fight with everything he had!

The deep blue divine light, mixed with the dissipating storm elements, like the mournful cry of a dying beast, once again forcibly opened up a distorted domain, enveloping Luca Mingfei within it!

However, the area being explored this time is smaller and extremely unstable, clearly indicating that it has reached its limit.

【untie】!
Those syllables, containing an absolute will to destroy, once again resounded throughout the domain like the pronouncement of death!
In an instant, the terrifying oppressive feeling that had just eased slightly due to Luca Mingfei's outburst descended with a hundredfold or even a thousandfold intensity!

Countless wind blades containing the law of certain hits appeared out of thin air from every corner of the domain and every inch of the void, like billions of invisible death razors, instantly filling every inch of space where Luca Mingfei was!
Despite Luca Mingfei's mastery of [Sky Soaring Dragon Flash], her figure transforming into an almost elusive blue streak, all evasion was rendered meaningless in the face of the power of [Release].

Countless gruesome bloody gashes burst open on its body, deep enough to expose bone, with blue fur mixed with blood splattering everywhere.

The resilience supported by 1000% "Something for nothing" now seems inadequate.

For the first time, the speed at which the trauma occurred slightly exceeded the speed at which it was healed!

Mo Zhen's "Artist's Eyes" were seeing the data fluctuating wildly. He could clearly see that the level value in the Tornado Cloud's status bar was fluctuating violently, eventually dropping from the original "60/70/???" to "58/70/???"!
By burning its primordial divine power, it temporarily regained power close to its complete form and forcibly unleashed [Release], but the price it paid was the depletion of its own primordial divine power, which truly damaged its very foundation!
"Oh no..." Mo Zhen frowned slightly. He could feel that the boiling power in Luca Mingfei's body was beginning to decline due to the rapid consumption of life fuel.

That quarter of life has already come to an end in this frenzied output.

In the sky, Luca Mingfei's ferocious attack came to an abrupt halt.

It tried in vain to raise its arm, which was covered in Armament Haki, but felt an unprecedented sense of weakness and emptiness wash over it.

“Man…”

It seemed to want to say something, but in the end it only let out a low growl of resentment.

This time, it had burned out completely, with no power left, and its consciousness ceased the instant the contract ended.

The next moment, under the relentless cutting of countless wind blades, its body, like a puppet with its strings cut, plummeted straight down from that unstable domain and crashed into the sea below once more.

The sea churned a few times before gradually returning to its turbulent state, as if it were about to devour everything.

The remains of the Heavenly Arrow Bridge creaked and groaned like a candle flickering in the wind amidst the aftershocks of the Boundless Wind, each groan like a death knell tolling in everyone's hearts.

"Aaaaaaaah!!!"

Xiao Huolong's body, which resembled a can of yellow peaches, trembled violently, not from fear, but from an emotion that seemed to burn him to ashes from the inside out.

It watched as Luca Mingfei fell and rose again and again to protect everyone, ultimately burning herself out and plunging into the deep sea; it watched as the majestic steel body of the Aluminum Steel Bridge Dragon was silently severed at the waist; it watched as the flames burning in Sister Danyu's golden eyes were mercilessly extinguished by ever more powerful forces; it watched as Ziyu's tears of despair, and as Du Ruo's lost and heartbroken eyes...

An unprecedented burning sensation suddenly surged from the depths of its heart, which was wrapped in fat, and instantly flowed through every blood vessel and every inch of fat in its body!
It was not the fear of facing a powerful enemy, nor the fear of death, but a deeper anger and sorrow stemming from one's own powerlessness.

It looked down at its short, seemingly useless paws, which could only lift a "McChicken King" family bucket.

He then sensed the Burning Battle Qi within his body, which was used to convert food calories and to cast Battle Qi Armor to withstand attacks.

After the Extreme Eight Collapse was destroyed, it didn't even have a decent ranged attack skill.

Why?! Why am I so useless?!

Aside from the fat he gained from indulging in gluttony thanks to the lifetime VIP privilege of [Fan Bingbing], besides his half-baked [Burning Technique] and the already ruined [Extreme Eight Collapse], what else did he have left?
"I...I'm such a useless piece of trash..."

For the first time, tears welled up in Xiao Huolong's eyes, stemming from extreme inferiority.

"Besides eating...besides getting beaten up...I can't do anything...I can't do anything...watching my comrades fall one by one...all I can do is stand here and watch..."

A familiar aura of a loser emanated from its massive body.

This feeling is so similar to when it was a homeless lizard in Pallet Town that everyone disliked!
Time seemed to flow backward, and it turned back into that useless little fire dragon.

Just as Xiao Huolong was sinking into despair and his consciousness was about to be completely swallowed by the darkness of despair, a magnetic voice carrying a low, electric hum, as if from the depths of the endless void, suddenly rang out from the depths of his soul.

【Jiejiejiejie...】

The laughter carried an ancient mockery and a knowing, playful edge.

Little Fat Dragon, do you crave power? Do you want to become a hero?

Before Xiao Huolong's eyes, a figure slowly solidified from the ethereal.

It was a little boy who looked about the age of a human child, only up to Xiao Huolong's chin. He was wearing a pure black suit made of extremely luxurious materials, with an exquisite black bow tie tied at the collar of his white shirt, and a pair of shiny little leather shoes on his feet.

What is most striking are his eyes, deep like a night sky containing thunder and lightning, with golden currents flashing like dragons deep within his pupils.

This person is none other than Czechrom, who has been offline for a long time!

Clearly, Tornado Cloud Odin was forcibly burning his primordial divine power to counter Luca Mingfei's 1000% power [Something for nothing], even at the cost of dropping his level to 58 to unleash [Release]. At this moment, he was in a delicate vacuum period where his divine power was in turmoil and he had no time to spare.

Czechrom, the cunning and calculating businessman, seized this opportunity perfectly. Like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, he quietly projected his will onto Xiao Huolong, preparing to begin his new round of "investment."

Xiao Huolong's simple mind, filled with grief and indignation, didn't have time to think about who this suddenly appeared boy in black was. All it knew was that this person had asked the question it longed for most deep in its heart!
"Ahhh!!! I want to! I want to!!!"

Xiao Huolong used almost all his strength to let out a roar like a broken gong, his eyes burning with an almost insane flame, his short claws waving wildly.

"No matter what! No matter what it takes! I want to be a hero! I want to help everyone! I want to fight!"

Seeing Xiao Huolong's completely unguarded appearance, the wicked smile on Czechrom's lips widened, eventually turning into an undisguised cunning grin.

Like a little adult, it shook its head gently, feigning maturity.

[Hehehe, although I rarely do unprofitable deals, there's really nothing about you that I'm interested in right now, but...]

He deliberately dragged out his words, his dark eyes, brimming with the power of thunder, scrutinizing Xiao Huolong from head to toe, as if assessing a promising raw material.

"As long as it can punish these rebellious officials, I'll consider it charity. Here, let me help you overdraw... no, let me unleash your inner potential..."

Before he finished speaking, Czechoslovakia's small hand, clad in a white glove, gently lifted and snapped his fingers.

There was no earth-shattering noise, but Xiao Huolong felt all the surrounding sounds disappear instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a surge of thunderous power shot from its tailbone straight to the top of its head!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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