An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 301 The Subdued Tornado Cloud, Mewtwo's Amazing Plan (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Unova region, Kibuki Cave.

Deep within the cave, the unique aura of dragon-type spirits and the faint glow of underground minerals permeate the air year-round.

The jagged rocks, like the fangs of a giant beast, cast distorted shadows in the dim light. Occasionally, a few Fangtooth or Axetooth dragons would grit their teeth in a corner, adding a touch of primal vitality to this silent place.

However, this silence was suddenly broken!
【Woo-woo-woo-!】

A sudden, violent gust of air arose out of nowhere in the cave, stirring up the murky air like an invisible giant hand!
The gale howled through the narrow hole, emitting a shrill whistle like a ghost's cry, stirring up pebbles and dust from the ground, and making the rock walls crackle.

The dragon-type spirits dwelling in the cave immediately stirred. They growled in fear and shrank deeper into the cave, their bloodline instincts making them feel an irresistible pressure.

In the wind, a greenish-blue figure gradually gathered and solidified from countless restless whirlwinds, eventually transforming into a massive figure that looked disheveled and weak—it was the king of the sky and wind, Tornado Cloud, who had miraculously survived!

Compared to its arrogant and domineering attitude when it controlled the celestial phenomena in Feiyun City, it is now completely different.

Its body, composed of pure wind elements, appeared dim and thin. The once steadily rotating storm core now flickered, and there were even signs of disintegration at the edges, as if it might disintegrate again at any moment.

The divine energy fluctuations surrounding his body were extremely faint.

[Roar...cough cough...]

The tornado cloud let out a low growl in an attempt to maintain its majesty, its eye filled with the tremor of relief after surviving a catastrophe and a deep-seated sense of weakness.

At the last moment, facing the deadly encirclement containing the purifying power of the Philosopher's Stone and the ultimate killing power of Time Zero, it spared no effort and used its trump card to save its life—the Wind Dissolution Technique!
He forcibly burned his divine essence and elemental body to completely transform them into elements, barely managing to escape a wisp of the most primordial wind essence from that sealed spacetime.

Although he was lucky enough to survive, the price was terrible!

Its strength has plummeted like an avalanche, and now it's only at a mere level 50!

Compared to when he fought Mo Zhen, his strength is less than one-tenth of what it was when he fought Mo Zhen!

This king of the sky, who once looked down upon all living beings, was now filled with humiliation and fear.

It knew very well that in its current state, if it encountered Mo Zhen and his gang of plague gods again, along with those bizarre elves around them who could do sit-ups and unleash their superhuman abilities...

If it weren't for a few guys getting divine intervention again and giving it some extra advantages, it would probably only be getting repeatedly crushed and rubbed in the ground!

Now, dragging its broken body, it fled to this relatively remote Jichui Cave like a stray dog, hoping to use the essence of dragon blood from the wild dragon-type elves in the cave to barely recover a little bit of strength. Even if it's just a drop in the ocean, it's better than waiting to die.

[Hmph! A bloodline as insignificant as ants, but it's better than nothing!]

The eye of the tornado cloud locked onto a Toothbrush that was trembling with fear from its oppressive aura and had no time to escape.

It mustered a strong wind, like an invisible shackle, and instantly lifted the poor Ya Ya into the air, attempting to forcibly extract the meager dragon essence from its body.

"Teeth—"

Toothy let out a terrified scream, its short limbs struggling in vain.

However, just as that thin wisp of dragon blood energy was about to be extracted—

hum! ! !
A cold and vast spiritual power descended without warning!

This power was so terrifying that it seemed as if the entire cave space was instantly frozen, the air stopped flowing, dust was suspended in mid-air, and even time itself seemed to become viscous!

The wind shackles that the tornado cloud had just formed shattered before this spiritual power, and with a "plop," it fell to the ground and scrambled away into the depths of darkness.

Its elemental body was firmly restrained by an invisible force, fixed in mid-air, unable to move even a wisp of wind!
【! ! ! 】

The tornado cloud was filled with turbulent waves of shock. The strength of this spiritual power far surpassed that of any being it had ever fought before. Who could it be?!

Before it could recover from its extreme shock, a voice that seemed devoid of any human emotion resounded directly in the core of its consciousness.

[Was it you who caused such a ruckus in Flying Cloud City, shaking the Alliance and drawing the attention of the gods...?]

The voice paused slightly, carrying a detached, territorial air.

Do you even know whose territory the Unova are in now?

The sound was not loud, but it struck the soul of the tornado cloud like a heavy hammer, causing its already weak divine essence to tremble!
The tornado frantically channeled its remaining divine power, and the eye of the storm struggled to turn, trying to find the source of the sound.

The opponent's unfathomable strength, combined with the implied "landlord" connotation in those words, instantly reminded it of the two legendary supreme beings in the Unova region.

Could it be... that dark-skinned, unscrupulous businessman from Czechoslovakia?! Or that white-skinned bitch from Rehiram?!

Dragon Tornado was horrified, thinking that his previous commotion had attracted the attention of these two real big shots.

However, the answer was unexpected.

Deep within the cave, the densest shadow seemed to come alive, and then a figure slowly emerged, gradually solidifying from its illusory form.

It was an elegant and strange elf, its body a pale pinkish-white, roughly human-shaped but slender and powerful, exuding a streamlined sense of strength.

A thick, flexible tail swayed gently behind it, and a protrusion on its head, resembling an earphone, extended backward into a pipe-like structure, hinting at its powerful spiritual strength.

What is most striking about it are its eyes—purple pupils like the deepest galaxy, seemingly reflecting the truth of the universe, yet containing a spiritual pressure powerful enough to tear the soul apart.

It was none other than Mewtwo, who proclaimed himself the "God of Dreams"!
Looking at this completely unfamiliar Pokémon, Tornado Cloud's mind flashed through all the legendary Pokémon it had encountered in its long life—Ho-Oh, Lugia, Rayquaza, Dialga, Palkia… but none of them could match the one before it!

The pure and powerful spiritual energy emanating from the other party, as well as its status that surpasses ordinary legends, clearly indicate that it is no ordinary being.

So, suppressing his fear, Long Juanyun asked tremblingly with a hint of awe in his voice.

Who...who are you?!

Mewtwo hovered in the air, looking down at the tornado cloud that it had locked onto with its psychic powers, its purple eyes completely calm.

I am the being who controls all dreams, weaving the web of destiny. I am... the God of Dreams. And the true ruler of the Unova region today.

The three words "Dream God" were like igniting a powder keg!

The tornado cloud was taken aback at first, and then its eye was instantly filled with raging fury and a kind of sudden, overwhelming rage!
[A Dream God?! Hahahaha—!!!]

The tornado cloud let out a twisted, maniacal laugh, its voice trembling with rage.

[It's you! It really is you, you treacherous bastard! Damn pink piglet, red-suited liar!] In an instant, it felt like it understood everything!
[No wonder! No wonder that canned yellow peach named Xiao Huolong suddenly unleashed such pure black dragon power! No wonder I was ambushed and almost had my divine status shattered! It was all a trap you set! You used that fat dragon as bait to severely injure me, and then you, the real culprit, came out to reap the rewards?!]

The more the tornado cloud thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed, and its anger almost ignited the remaining parts of its storm body.

[What a brilliant scheme! How insidious! No wonder you, a clueless fool, managed to snag the lucrative job of guarding the World Tree! Arceus was truly blind!!!]

It struggled, trying to muster its last strength to self-destruct its divine essence. The core of the storm emitted an unstable light and let out a hysterical roar.

[I would rather have my divine status shattered and be reincarnated than let you, such a despicable wretch, gain even the slightest advantage from me!]

Looking at the raging and misunderstanding-ridden Tornado, a very subtle... sense of shared suffering flashed in Mewtwo's cold eyes for the first time.

【madness.】

Mewtwo's voice remained cold, but now carried a subtle hint of mockery.

The "pink fat pig" and the "red-suited swindler" you speak of are nothing but false gods who have stolen my authority and rebelled against Heaven.

Its powerful mental fluctuations surged toward the tornado cloud like a tidal wave, containing utterly genuine anger and deep-seated hatred for Mo Zhen and Xiao Mengzi, which was absolutely real and not fake!

I am the only true Dream God! They are my enemies!

Sensing the extreme rage within Mewtwo's mental fluctuations, Tornado Cloud's raging emotions abruptly halted.

The Eye of the Storm spun suspiciously, carefully discerning the information Mewtwo was sending.

It seems... it's not fake? This spiritual resonance can't be faked; the other party's hatred for that group seems even stronger than his own!

In a flash, a thought flashed through Long Juanyun's mind like lightning—the enemy of my enemy is my friend for the time being!

It immediately abandoned its intention to self-destruct, the light at the core of the storm stabilized, and its tone became sincere and urgent.

"So...you too have suffered as a victim?! A misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding! We share a common enemy! Those ignorant fools are treacherous, cunning, and despicable—a disgrace to us divine beasts! Why don't we...form an alliance and jointly punish this guild?!"

Upon hearing this, Mewtwo's cold lips seemed to twitch slightly upwards.

It immediately clapped its hands and laughed, its spiritual resonance tinged with a hint of appreciation.

[Hahaha! Excellent! It's truly rare to find someone who can distinguish right from wrong!]

It stands high above, like a king receiving a general who has surrendered.

Since you have this intention, as long as you submit to me and serve me as your master, I will find a way to help you regain your former divine power and together we can deal with Mo Zhen and his group of inexplicable scourges!

Submission? To serve you as my master?
A tremendous sense of humiliation welled up within the tornado cloud. It was the king of the sky and the wind; how could it have ever suffered such disgrace?!
But circumstances were beyond his control. Its storm eye swept over his current wretched state, reduced to only level 50, and he felt the unfathomable mental power of Mewtwo that completely overwhelmed him...

It had no doubt that if it dared to say "no," the other party could crush its remnant soul with mental power in the next second!
As long as the green hills remain, there's always firewood to burn!

Tornado gritted its teeth inwardly, but outwardly it forced a humble and grateful expression.

It is my honor to have gained the favor of the Dream God! However, my strength is currently too weak to serve you. I only beg for your assistance. Once I have regained some strength, I will go through fire and water for you, even at the cost of my life!

Tornado Cloud was making plans in his mind: first, he would feign submission, and then make further plans after regaining his divine power!
Mewtwo is so shrewd, how could it not see through Tornado's little scheme?
But it doesn't care; what it needs are pawns, soldiers who can charge into battle and test Mo Zhen's true intentions.

【very good. 】

Mewtwo said no more, raised a hand, and a point of deep purple light condensed at its fingertips, disappearing into the deepest part of the tornado storm core, transforming into a complex and profound spiritual imprint, deeply engraved on its divine origin.

This brand is both a form of control and a one-way communication channel.

Feeling the spiritual imprint deep within its soul, which felt like shackles, the tornado cloud's expression shifted slightly. A sense of being controlled by others almost drove it mad, but it was ultimately cunning and shrewd, and forcibly suppressed all its emotions.

Mewtwo was overjoyed to have successfully captured Tornado.

With this chess piece, it can stay behind the scenes and calmly make its plans, without having to personally intervene as it did last time. As a result, Mo Zhen and Xiao Mengzi put on a grand show and tricked it out of part of its original authority!
Once bitten, twice shy.

Mewtwo is now deeply wary of Mo Zhen, that cunning fellow, and would never personally take action again.

【Excellent! From this day forward, we are an unbreakable alliance! We will utterly crush that false god and his lackeys!】

The tornado cloud lowers its head, formed by the storm, as if in submission, but inwardly it sneers.

[Unbreakable? Hmph, once I regain my strength, the first thing I'll do is devour you, you arrogant madman!]

Thus, in this dark and gloomy cave, another anti-Mozhen alliance, each with its own ulterior motives and scheming against each other, was formed in a makeshift manner.

Unaware that he was already surrounded by enemies, Mo Zhen was currently braving the swirling sandstorm, searching for the legendary holy land of the Holy Sun Tribe—the Ancient City of Unity.

United States, Twin Dragons City, City Hall.

Mewtwo, resembling the Führer, sensed the faint but clear mental connection between itself and Tornado Cloud, plotting how to use this pawn to cause trouble for Mo Zhen, hoping to force out more of Mo Zhen's trump cards.

[Mo Zhen... Xiao Mengzi... let's see what tricks you two have up your sleeve this time...]

A fierce glint flashed in its cold eyes, and just then, the communicator on its desk lit up.

A hint of understanding and anticipation flashed in its eyes. With a thought, it connected to the communication, and a respectful voice came from the other end.

Mewtwo listened quietly, and a look of great joy appeared on its usually expressionless face!

[Oh? You've already arrived at the Holy Land? Very good...]

Its tone carried an unquestionable command and a deep expectation.

Go and obtain the power of the Holy Flame! It is the legendary being that could transform into the sun when the world was plunged into darkness during the final war. This is extremely important to my future plans...

After hanging up the phone, Mewtwo pondered the conditions that Tornado had mentioned that would allow it to regain its full strength.

【Vilijion... This fellow is just as troublesome. This time, I can kill two birds with one stone. Let's start with you...】

(End of this chapter)