Pokémon: I just became a Gym Leader, and Cynthia proposed to me.

Xiao Zhao is using the power of aura to sense the status of each Pokémon.

Sensing the contraction of the Earth Platform Turtle's muscles, sensing the surge of shadow energy within its body.

She connects her senses with the Pokémon's movements, like a conductor leading seven instruments at once.

Her commands can be executed immediately by her Pokémon.

The timing, angle, and force of each skill release are guided to the optimal solution by the power of the waveguide.

Her Pokémon training time may not have been long.

But with her waveguide power, they became professional.

The Earth-Turtle's shadow energy erupted once more.

Purple light condensed into two vortexes in its eyes, and a large amount of dark mud gushed out from the cracks in its carapace.

It's going to make one last comeback.

"Everyone back off!"

Xiao Zhao's order was for all Pokémon to evacuate simultaneously.

The earth turtle's shadowy mud gushed out, covering an area several tens of meters in front of it.

The withered tree was submerged in mud and instantly devoured by shadow energy, turning into dust.

Owl stared wide-eyed at the Earth Tortoise.

Then, its body began to glow.

White light surged from Owl's body, initially a faint glow, then a blinding, intense light that was impossible to look directly at.

Its body stretched and reshaped in the white light, its wings grew longer and its feathers became denser.

Its body shape changed from a chubby baby bird to a slender bird of prey.

Throw a feathered owl and join in.

The owl let out a long cry, its sound clearer and sharper than before, like an arrow piercing the clouds.

"The owl flies, the swallow returns."

The owl flapped its wings and took flight, its body drawing a silvery-white arc in the air.

Its wings gleamed with the light of flight energy, like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath.

It swooped down, circled once above the head of the earth turtle, then folded its wings, flipped over, and kicked.

Swallows return.

He kicked the earth turtle squarely in the forehead.

That was an extremely tricky angle; the core of the shadow energy was right there.

The flying energy of the swallow's return shattered the shadow energy entrenched in the core.

Xiao Zhao extended his right hand, condensing the power of waveguide in his palm and pushing it towards the Earth Platform Turtle.

The orb of light dispersed during flight, transforming into a soft, warm waveguide net that covered the head of the Earth Platform Turtle.

The purple light in the eyes of the earth turtle began to fade.

The mind, squeezed into a corner by shadow energy, resurfaced under the guidance of wave power.

Its pupils changed from purplish-black to dark brown, bewildered yet clear.

The giant earth turtle swayed and slowly collapsed.

It slowly closed its eyes and began photosynthesis.

The warm sunlight was absorbed by its body, and green light seeped out from the gaps in its shell, like a thin layer of flowing jade.

The shadow energy was squeezed out bit by bit from those cracks, turning into black smoke and dissipating into the air.

The earth turtle's breathing gradually stabilized, the cracks on its shell began to heal, and the purple light completely disappeared, replaced by a warm and calming green.

Its eyes opened again.

His deep brown pupils were clear and calm, carrying a hint of weariness and gratitude.

It looked at Xiao Zhao and let out a soft cry.

Xiao Zhao stepped forward and reached out to touch its forehead.

The earth turtle didn't dodge, but simply tilted its head slightly and rubbed against her palm.

"It's alright now."

She withdrew her hand and turned to the three members of the King Kong team.

Ah Shou, Ah Long, and Ah Yi stood there, their mouths agape.

They looked at the small photo and were momentarily at a loss for words.

Although they contributed to the battle just now, it didn't have a decisive effect.

The exceptionally powerful Earth Platform Turtle in front of them was almost entirely defeated by this young girl on her own.

"you……"

Ashou opened his mouth.

Xiao Zhao carefully put away the Owlball's Poké Ball and patted the mud off his body.

"Let's go, that guy named A-Zhe is still waiting for us up ahead."

She strode into the depths of the withered forest, her steps firm, like someone who was used to finding her own rhythm anywhere.

Behind them, the three members of the King Kong team exchanged a glance and quickly followed.

We've got a strong player in this game, it's in the bag!

Deep in the withered forest, shadows lurked, but Xiao Zhao's steps did not slow down.

……

Deep within the Tianguan Mountains lies a cave that is not recorded on any map.

The cave entrance was hidden by vines and moss, and from the outside it looked like an ordinary rock wall.

But beyond that camouflage lies a tunnel that extends downwards, growing narrower and narrower.

Ancient, weathered patterns are carved into the rock walls on both sides of the tunnel.

Those patterns do not belong to the style of any known civilization in the Xicui region; they are older and darker, as if they were carved here since the beginning of the world.

At the end of the tunnel was a huge underground space.

Wang Luo stood in the very center of the space.

On the ground beneath his feet was a dark purple magic circle with a diameter of over ten meters.

The lines of the magic circle were drawn from some kind of luminous liquid, which was still flowing slowly, like the blood vessels of a living creature.

The nodes of the magic circle were inlaid with more than a dozen shadow stones, each emitting a faint, breathing purple light.

Wang Luo's hands hovered above the magic circle, palms down.

A viscous, translucent energy flowed between his fingers.

That is vitality.

The life force collected from all over Xicui is enveloped in shadow energy.

Like a warm, golden-green river, it poured down from his palm and into the body of the creature in the very center of the magic circle.

A poor Doronobalut.

It is a Ghost/Dragon type Pokémon, just like Giratina.

It has a slender body and huge, jet-like horns on both sides of its head.

But at this moment, it is no longer recognizable as it originally was.

A golden-green vitality surged from its mouth, nose, ear canals, and even the gaps in its scales.

Its entire body was enveloped in an increasingly thick, pitch-black, tar-like substance.

That layer of material is expanding.

It started from Dragapult's chest and spread to both sides, engulfing the entire Pokémon.

The jet-black shell grew thicker and rounder, eventually forming a huge egg with a diameter of over three meters.

The egg's surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting Wangluo's face.

A slight smile played on his lips.

Then, the wall moved.

On the rock wall of the underground space, a dark shadow seeped out from a crack in the stone.

The shadow began as a thin line, then expanded into a patch, and finally coalesced into a huge outline.

The silhouette had a pair of outstretched, tattered cloak-like wings, a meandering, split-ended tail, and a drooping, crown-like head.

On its head, two large, scarlet eyes opened.

Those eyes had no pupils, just two pure, burning red pupils staring at Wangluo.

"Let's begin."

Giratina's voice came from the wall.

The sound was deep and viscous, like asphalt slowly flowing in a pipe.

Each syllable carries a cold echo that doesn't belong to this world.

"I am not yet able to completely break free of the seal and project my power into reality."

"The only way is to create a clone on a Pokémon that is also Ghost or Dragon type."

Wang Luo nodded, "Leave it to me."