An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 298 Ultimate Technique: Super Invincible I Love You!!!
A cold light gleamed in Angers' deep-set eyes, like a seasoned hunter locking onto his prey.

Without the slightest hesitation, the instant he appeared, his hand, as if forged from black iron, moved like a knife, creating a sharp whistling sound as he slashed at Wanlong's fair and slender nape with perfectly controlled force!

Angers uses the technique "Stop When You've Pointed Out".

This chop to the neck embodies Angers' profound understanding of human anatomy over the past century, enough to instantly knock a raging Kentairo unconscious.

"Uh……"

Wanlong's body stiffened abruptly, and he let out a short, muffled groan. The ghostly fire burning in his eyes flickered and dimmed violently like a candle in the wind.

The eerie green light surrounding her quickly faded, her body swayed, and she slumped forward, about to lose consciousness and collapse to the ground.

Adu, Mozhen, Danyu, and even Du Ruo, who had just been joking around, all subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

To catch the thief, you must first catch the king. The principal truly lives up to his reputation as the secret party's sharpest weapon, accurately eliminating the core member with a single move.

However, just when everyone thought the crisis was about to be over, another unexpected event occurred!

Just as Wanlong was about to fall into a deep coma, at the very moment her body leaned forward and her consciousness began to dissipate, two unprecedented clusters of dark light suddenly burst forth from the depths of her eyes, which were about to close!
The light was not the ghostly green flame from before, but a darkness filled with endless malice!
"laugh--!"

Her hands twisted violently in the opposite direction at a bizarre angle, like those of a marionette, and two balls of pitch-black ghost fire, as if screaming from millions of vengeful spirits, instantly condensed at the tips of her ten fingers!

Without any warning, the two jet-black flames, imbued with extreme destruction and resentment, suddenly slammed into the chest of Angers Sylvan, who had just finished his attack and was standing right next to him!
This sudden attack was far beyond everyone's expectations; it was as if a different soul was controlling this body!

Faced with this near-zero-distance, deadly sneak attack, Angers Syllenhaal's eyes, weathered by a century of trials and tribulations and witnessing countless life-and-death situations and betrayals, showed no sign of panic!

As a peerless expert with over a hundred years of experience in slaying dragons, his vigilance was ingrained in every breath. At any moment, facing any seemingly fallen enemy, he would not let his guard down in the slightest!
"Humph!"

He let out a short, cold snort, and his seemingly lean and wiry body suddenly unleashed a level of coordination and explosive power beyond human comprehension!
His waist snapped backward as if broken, forming a breathtaking iron bridge, while his feet slid backward half a foot as if by magic!
"call--!"

Two black flames whizzed past the buttons on his white suit, their scorching heat even causing his tie to curl slightly and turn yellow!
In the instant he dodged the fatal blow, Angers' body, which had just completed the dodge, suddenly sprang back like a taut spring!
His large hand shot out swiftly like an iron clamp, his five fingers like hooks, and with perfect precision, he grabbed Wanlong's wrist, which had just launched the attack, and twisted and pressed it down!
With his other hand, he pressed down on Wanlong's back with immense force, like Mount Tai pressing down on her!
"Oh!"

With a muffled thud, Wanlong was slammed to the ground by this irresistible force.

Angers pressed one knee against her back and used one hand to firmly lock her arms behind her back. No matter how much she struggled and screamed like a trapped beast, she could not budge them an inch!

After subduing Wanlong, Principal Angers frowned. After a moment, he raised his head and looked at Mo Zhen and the others who had gathered around him. His resolute black face was filled with a murderous and solemn expression, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"Something's wrong...something's very wrong. It seems that another...malicious consciousness is lurking within Miss Wanlong's body! This consciousness is cleverly exploiting and amplifying her own resentment. This isn't a simple loss of reason or a power outburst; it's more like a kind of spiritual erosion, as if she's possessed by an ancient evil entity!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Zhen's pupils contracted sharply. Recalling Wan Long's completely different gaze and attack method just now, he immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

Without any hesitation, he strode forward and, under the watchful gaze of Principal Angers, squatted down.

He took a deep breath, concentrated his spiritual power, which contained the authority of dreams, into his fingertips, and gently pressed them onto Wanlong's forehead.

"Let me see... what kind of monstrosities are hidden in your inner world!"

The next moment, Mo Zhen's consciousness was like falling into a vortex, pulled by a powerful suction force, breaking through the barrier between reality and spirit, and plunging into Wan Long's inner world, which was completely occupied by the power of the Bull Demon and unknown darkness!

The surrounding scenery instantly distorted, eventually transforming into a vast theater shrouded in endless flames.

A wave of scorching heat rushed towards us, and as far as the eye could see, there were flickering crimson and ghostly blue flames, which made the distorted chairs and collapsed stage look like a painting of purgatory.

Faintly, the suppressed and desperate sobs of a woman could be heard intermittently from the deepest part of the theater.

Mo Zhen dared not delay and immediately mobilized the Dream Power originating from Mewtwo and Xiaomengzi within his body, quickly constructing a semi-transparent spherical protective shield around himself.

The dark blue and scarlet flames licked at the shield, making a sizzling sound as they eroded it, but they could not break through the dreamlike barrier that contained authority.

Mo Zhen steadied herself, like a lone boat navigating a storm, and followed the heartbreaking cries step by step toward the heart of the burning theater.

Finally, in the place that was once the center of the stage, now a charred ruin, he saw Wanlong.

At this moment, she was like a resentful woman abandoned by the whole world, hugging herself tightly with her arms, her shoulders heaving violently, and she let out a blood-curdling wail.

"Why...why did you do this to me...I gave you everything...and you even have a child with another woman...Waaaaah...Everyone's laughing at me...I'm just a complete clown...Ughhhhh..."

Mo Zhen felt a tightness in his heart, knowing that this was Wanlong's most authentic consciousness.

He strode forward, ignoring the burning pain from the flames, and knelt down, pressing his hands firmly on Wanlong's trembling shoulders, forcing her to lift her tear-streaked face.

His eyes no longer held the usual playfulness and calculation, but were filled with unprecedented sincerity and anxiety.

"Wanlong! Look at me! Listen to me! You've been deceived, deceived by the darkness in your own heart! Danyu isn't pregnant at all! That's not a child at all, it's just that her dragonification genes went out of control, and I had to inject her with a large amount of specially made gene stabilizer to save her! It just looked like... looked like she was pregnant! It was medicine, a life-saving thing! You've misunderstood me, Wanlong!"

Wanlong's unfocused eyes focused slightly, as if she was somewhat bewildered by the sudden information, tears still clinging to her eyelashes, about to fall.

Her lips trembled, as if she wanted to say something, but was blocked by immense grievance and doubt at this crucial moment.

【So sweet! So ...

A mocking and malicious laugh echoed like a death knell in the burning theater.

The pale flames behind Wanlong suddenly shot up and condensed into a huge phantom covered in eerie green flames, with eyes like burning entrances to hell—the Pure Bull War God!
Its burning hooves slammed heavily onto the charred ground, sending up countless sparks, and the sound was like the whispers of a million vengeful spirits.

[You pathetic wretch! You foolish woman! You actually still want to believe this man's sweet talk?! Gene serum? What a lame excuse! He's just lying to you! He always has a reason, always trying to justify himself! Open your eyes and see clearly how many women are around him? Nazi, Homiga, Liuli, Danyu… now they're even having a child! What are you? You're nothing more than a tool he uses and discards! Only destruction! Only by burning this heartless man and this false world to ashes can you achieve true rebirth! Only then can you escape this endless cycle of suffering!! Believe me! Only I am truly on your side!!!]

"Hmphh ...

The words of the Pure Bull War God were like a demon's whisper, instantly extinguishing the glimmer of light that had just ignited in Wanlong's eyes. The doubt and pain in her eyes were reignited, even more intensely than before. Seeing this, Mo Zhen knew that words were futile; he had to resort to his ultimate method!

He suddenly stood up straight, his eyes bursting with an unprecedentedly firm light, and his right fist clenched tightly. The pink dreamlike power around him converged on his fist at an unprecedented speed!

"Since reasoning fails... then I'll use my true power to shatter your twisted resentment! Take this! This is the ultimate technique I've poured my entire soul and bonds into!!!"

Before he finished speaking, he twisted his waist and exerted his strength, sending the blazing white ball of light, which resembled a miniature sun, hurtling towards Wanlong's belly like a token of their vows of eternal love!
The moment the light touched Wanlong, it seemed to come alive, pouring itself into her!
【Ultimate Technique: Super Invincible I Love You】!!
"Hmphh ...

The blazing white light surged into Wanlong's soul, and the intense love swept through her mind, causing an almost blind sense of trust to spread wildly through her soul like a virus, instantly breaking down all the dams of doubt and resentment.

"Director Mo...it's true...he cares about me...he's never lied to me...it's my fault...it's all my fault!!!"

Wanlong murmured to herself, the madness and resentment in her eyes melting away like ice and snow, replaced by an almost devout dependence and worship.

The flames on her body were completely extinguished, leaving only her body enveloped in the blazing white light of love.

【No—!!! How could this be?! This hypocrisy…this distortion…oh my god!!!】

The Pure Bull God of War let out a roar full of unwillingness. Its huge, dark green body, like ice and snow thrown into the scorching sun, began to disintegrate rapidly from the chest where it had been directly hit by the [Super Invincible I Love You] fist, turning into black ashes flying everywhere.

Its roar grew weaker and weaker until it finally dissipated completely into the now stable theater air, as if it had never existed.

In the real world, on the ruins of the VIP ward of the Pokémon Center.

The Crystal Lamp Spirit, which was frantically attacking the fat creature and forcing Adu into a perilous situation, suddenly dimmed its four pale green demonic sun candle flames, and the suffocating bull demon aura around it dissipated like the receding tide.

Its energy level plummeted from a brief peak at the champion level back to its original king level, and even became somewhat unstable due to previous overexertion.

Meanwhile, Wanlong, who was being pinned to the ground by Principal Angers, saw the eerie green flames around her quickly dissipate, restoring her original appearance.

She slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was a ruined hospital room that looked like it had been ravaged by legendary elves. There was Xiao Huolong, Ziyu, Yati, and his elf who were all unconscious, as well as the complicated looks in the eyes of the people around her.

Wanlong's face turned deathly pale in an instant, and memories flooded back like a tide. She immediately understood the terrible destruction she had caused after losing control.

"I...I actually..."

Wanlong's voice trembled violently and was filled with sobs. She struggled to lift her head from under Principal Angers's hand, and her gaze finally locked onto Mo Zhen, whose face was somewhat pale.

Overwhelmed by immense guilt and lingering fear, tears welled up again, but this time they were not filled with resentment, but with deep regret.

"I'm sorry... Director Mo... I'm sorry everyone... I... I couldn't control this power again... I almost... I almost destroyed all of this..."

She struggled to sit up and faced Mo Zhen, speaking in a resolute tone as if she had made up her mind.

“I can’t go on like this, becoming a burden to you… I need time to truly master this power, I must undergo deeper training! I need to become stronger, not this uncontrolled strength, but a strength that can truly control my heart and trust you without reservation! I can no longer be controlled by that… that dark personality! Absolutely not!”

Mo Zhen looked at her tearful eyes, which shone with an almost enlightened light, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly switched his expression to that of an artist full of encouragement and expectation.

He stepped forward, gently patted Wanlong's still slightly trembling shoulder, and spoke in his magnetic voice.

"That's right, Wanlong! The path of cultivation is long and arduous! But the most important thing is your heart! Remember, as long as you have a firm belief in your heart and an unwavering gaze that never gives up, then whatever you want to do, you will definitely succeed! I believe in you!"

Wanlong's gaze was drawn, as if by invisible threads, and inevitably fell once again on Danyu's slightly protruding belly.

Jealousy and resentment grew wildly like poisonous vines, entwining her heart and almost suffocating her.

However, a domineering spiritual imprint, like the rising sun, suddenly erupted from the depths of her soul, forcefully washing away every inch of darkness.

That was the effect of Mo Zhen's ultimate technique, "Super Invincible I Love You," which he had poured all his soul and bonds into, continuously instilling and brainwashing Wanlong like a "thought imprint."

"Director Mo... he must have his reasons..."

Wanlong's slender fingers tightened around the tattered Lolita dress. She forced herself to lift her face, and her eyes, which had just been burning with the fiery rage of the Bull Demon King, were now filled with struggle and a kind of self-hypnotic, resolute light.

She looked at Mo Zhen, her voice trembling slightly, but she tried her best to remain calm.

"He must be doing this for a bigger plan... I believe him, I have to believe him..."

She took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, turned to Mo Zhen, and finally couldn't hold back her tears.

"Director Mo, leave the mess in Feiyun City to me. I will use all the resources of Qidian Novel Network to try my best to make up for it. Goodbye!"

After saying that, she looked deeply at Mo Zhen, as if trying to etch his image into the depths of her soul, and then resolutely turned away.

The crystal chandelier spirit floated behind her, its flame burning steadily, illuminating her seemingly strong yet slightly trembling back as she gradually disappeared at the end of the Elf Center corridor, heading to face the innocent people affected by her bull demon power and the chaotic scene.

Watching Wanlong's departing figure, Mo Zhen let out a long sigh of relief.

However, looking at Dan Yu's burning gaze and Na Zi's nowhere to be seen, he didn't know how long his "Super Invincible I Love You" move could last...

"Power...I need power!"

Recalling Wanlong's devastating champion-level strength, Mo Zhen felt an unprecedented sense of urgency.

He must gain enough power to keep things under control before things get completely out of control. Right now, his most loyal can of yellow peaches has turned into a pile of mud. He must find a way to rebuild it and start a real transformation!

With this in mind, Mo Zhen turned his gaze to the distant Wilderness Scenic Area.

There really is a large desert in the Unova, but... is there really a strange fire in this desert?
(End of this chapter)