Pokémon: Who told him to come out of Pallet Town!

Chapter 741 Don't put all the heavy responsibilities on my shoulders without my consent!

Peaceful breeding war.

This paradoxical fusion did not, as many feared, give birth to a mad monster that had lost its mind and knew only destruction.

On the contrary, deep within the dragon eyes of that newly born behemoth, which resembled a mixture of lava and ice, shone the absolute rationality of the Peace Dog, forged through countless trials to protect order, and its unwavering will to end this invasion at all costs.

It let out a deep yet powerful roar, and a strange force field spread around it.

This force field was not an attack, but rather acted as the most resilient barrier, forcefully resisting the dark gold chains that emanated from the chest of the divine mech and absorbed the essence of the world.

The suffocating sense of weakness that had gripped the hearts of all living beings around the world suddenly eased.

Although the sense of oppression still exists, at least the countdown to utter destruction has been forcibly paused.

"It worked...it's temporarily stopped it!" Ash's pale face regained some color, and he clenched his fist excitedly.

Pikachu also managed to lift its head and called out, "Pika..." with a sense of relief at surviving a close call.

Beside him, the man with the middle parting, who was preparing to do everything in his power to dig his own grave, stopped what he was doing and looked up at the sky in shock.

Sakaki's sharp eyes swept over the two colossal figures confronting each other in the sky, and he said in a deep voice, "Simply resisting... is far from enough. We must find a way to completely defeat him."

Natsume's heartstrings, which had just relaxed slightly because of this reversal, tightened again because of Sakaki's words.

Yes, it's more like a terminally ill patient taking a powerful painkiller; the symptoms are relieved, but the root cause of the illness remains.

Rainbow Natsume and his God-Mutilated Mecha still hang like the Sword of Damocles over this world.

However—just as Natsume was concentrating on finding a way to break the deadlock, an extremely subtle yet incredibly clear energy fluctuation silently gathered behind him.

"Who?!"

Natsume's hair stood on end. Without thinking, his immense psychic power instantly created layers of defense behind him, and he whirled around.

What came into view was not the expected attack, but a slightly illusory figure composed of countless tiny points of light.

The figure slowly solidified, its outline gradually becoming clearer—a familiar red hat brim, gentle yet firm facial features. Even though it was just a phantom made of energy, it naturally exuded a composure and wisdom that came from weathering storms.

It was... that legendary figure from the League!

However, the phantom's eyes held an indescribable weariness, and its figure swayed slightly like a reflection in water, as if it might vanish at any moment.

"Don't be nervous, Natsume."

The phantom of the great man spoke, his voice gentle and calm, carrying a strange, soothing power that seemed out of place in the apocalyptic scene before them, yet compelled them to listen.

"I am merely a pre-set recording... left deep within Aping's core. My strength is dwindling, so to make a long story short..."

Natsume paused for a moment before realizing that Ahei might be the name of the Peace Dog.

He looked at Natsume with a deep gaze, as if he could see through time and space and see many things that Natsume himself had never noticed.

"Ah Ping... no, it's 'it' now,"

The great man raised his head slightly, as if he could "see" the newborn behemoth outside through Natsume.

"The power it gained by burning itself out won't last long. Natsume's strength is beyond our initial imagination. Conventional methods won't work."

Natsume was deeply shocked, not only because the other person had revealed his name, but also because of the despair conveyed in the other person's words.

Even a newly born behemoth that has fused the power of four legendary beings could not last long?

"The only way..."

The phantom of the great man refocused his gaze on Natsume, his tone becoming incredibly firm, even carrying an unquestionable resolve. He raised his finger and pointed towards the divine mech radiating terrifying pressure high in the sky: "Become him."

Natsume: "???"

A sense of absurdity instantly dispelled the previous shock.

"You..." Natsume's eyes instantly sharpened.

"Whoosh!"

Almost instantly, the man with the middle parting who was holding the shovel was thrown by Natsume.

Unfortunately, passing through the phantom of the great man did not create even a ripple.

Natsume, filled with intense scrutiny and suspicion, asked, "You're not some high-level illusion created by Rainbow Natsume to... persuade me, are you?"

This suggestion is too bizarre, too absurd.

However, the next second, a familiar yet endlessly weary voice resounded deep within his mind, confirming the words of the great man's phantom:

What he said... was true...

It's a peace dog.

Or rather, it is the voice of "peace" that still dominates among the newly born behemoths!

It affirmed the authenticity of the phantom image of the great man.

He...foresaw...your arrival...Natsume—

The Peace Dog's voice was intermittent, as if it were resisting immense pressure.

He said you are... the only variable, someone who might... take a different path... like him...

Natsume was struck dumb, standing there as if by lightning.

Did they foresee my arrival?!

The only variable?

Perhaps someone like me is going down a different path?!

This is a huge amount of information, it's astonishing.

How could that great man have foreseen the arrival of a soul from another world before his death?

And yet, he's so certain he can... become someone like Natsume's Rainbow?!

Before Natsume could recover from this immense shock, another strange event occurred in the outside world.

The newly formed behemoth, which was engaged in an invisible struggle with the divine mech, did not launch a desperate charge towards Rainbow Natsume as Natsume had anticipated.

Instead, to everyone's astonishment, its enormous body suddenly transformed into a torrent of light mixed with four colors: black and red, white and gold, emerald green and azure blue. Like a weary bird returning to its nest, it rushed towards Natsume below without hesitation.

More precisely, it rushed towards the slightly damaged Rotom-3 mech above his head.

"?!" Natsume's pupils contracted sharply.

-! ! ! !

The four-colored divine light merged into the Rotom armor without any hindrance.

Originally, due to the weakness of the divine power, it briefly maintained a fragile "perfection".

At this moment, under the infusion of this real divine power, it seemed to be solidified and sublimated!

An unprecedented, almost "perfect" and powerful feeling filled Natsume's senses.

Approaching the God-like Mech.

The sudden influx of power temporarily relieved Natsume's shock, but more questions welled up in his mind.

"Okay, the hardware is ready, now it's up to you."

The great man's voice came out intermittently, but Natsume was still in a daze.

To become Natsume's Rainbow?

What...what does that mean?!

He turned his head sharply, wanting to ask the phantom of the great man for clarification.

However, all he could see were specks of light that gradually became transparent and slowly dissipated like stardust.

The phantom of the great man, as the fusion of the Peace Dog's power and the Rotom mech was completed, seemed to have exhausted the last bit of its foundation, and with a faint smile that seemed both relieved and expectant, it completely dissipated into the air.

Only Natsume remained, standing before the newly revamped and incredibly powerful Rotom mech, wielding power capable of shaking the battlefield, yet facing the...

I felt an unprecedented sense of confusion and heaviness regarding the direction of the road.

Don't put all the heavy responsibilities on my shoulders without my consent!