Pokémon: My Bonds has a big problem

"boom!!!"

A huge roar sounded.

This time, Ange and Lu Shark flew backwards and had difficulty keeping their balance for a while.

Rayquaza was also knocked back a distance and let out a cry of pain.

At this moment, Ice Fist and Dragon God Dive hit Rayquaza again. Rayquaza's roar increased by one degree.

Although it was very embarrassing, if the battle continued like this, the three of them might be able to gain the upper hand.

But before she could be happy, Ange, who had stabilized her body, felt uneasy again. The green energy covering the cage-like device seemed to be even stronger.

........................

The Rockets lifted the black cloth and saw a green onion-like Pokémon. It was trapped in a transparent box, constantly draining its power.

"This is?"

"Celebi!"

Before the three people could finish their exclamations, they heard wild laughter.

"Then let the wheel of history turn back! God! You should see the power of us, the people of the sand!"

Celebi suddenly opened his eyes, and the energy in his body began to move violently again.

The man in black robe held up the Storm Scepter, his eyes full of madness.

Hunter J touched a necklace around his neck, his expression showing a hint of sadness and anticipation.

And Ange...

"How is this going?"

The hunting cursor in his hand was glowing.

Then, a huge tearing sensation came.

Everything in front of Ange was dark.

Chapter 82: Rainy Night, Forest, Earth Dragon, One Person and One Cat

A rainy night, a forest, one person and one cat (referring to a dream).

Ange was actually a little confused. She was still in the forest a second ago. After everything went dark, she was actually in the middle of a forest. It was raining heavily, with lightning and thunder, like the sky weeping.

However, Ange's body was not wet by the rain because Menghuan used her own ability to help him hold up a super shield to block the rain.

"Why am I here, and why are you here?"

Ange looked at Menghuan and asked in confusion.

If I was transferred through space, then I should be with Garchomp. How could I be with Dream?

"I was thrown to you."

Menghuan said unhappily, "I felt a very distinct sense of weightlessness at the time, as if I was being pulled by some force."

As it spoke, it also looked at the surrounding situation.

"Do you have any clues? I have a bad feeling here. It's like there's some danger watching us."

Ange closed his eyes and used all his strength to stimulate his superpowers to feel. Although his superpowers had been transformed, thanks to the help of the system, his superpowers would still improve.

"It feels familiar. I must have been here before."

After a moment, Ange gave her own feeling. The dreamlike induction also ended: "It's a very familiar power. A bit like Celebi."

"Celebi?"

Ange looked at Menghuan in surprise: "Aren't those ruins belonging to Rayquaza? Why are they related to Celebi?"

Menghuan shook his head, wagged his tail and said, "You ask me, who should I ask?"

"Why did Rayquaza want to destroy the Sand People?"

Ange was still very curious. He already knew most of the reasons. After all, he had found relevant records when he investigated the ruins of the storm.

The people of water worshipped the prince of the sea, Manaphy. The people of sand worshipped the god of the sky, Rayquaza. The Storm Ruins were also a very prosperous place in the past. Because of the constant wind and sand around, even big sandstorms occurred from time to time. The only peaceful place in the whole area was the Storm Tribe.

Although the people at that time did not know the specific reason, they and later researchers all believed that it was the protection given by Rayquaza. It is said that the people of the sand do offer sacrifices to Rayquaza every year, and Rayquaza even appeared gently in the Storm Ruins, which can be regarded as an acknowledgement of the protection.

Because of this, the destruction of the Storm Tribe seemed particularly abrupt. Overnight, the entire desert area, except for the Storm Tribe, spent a rare, peaceful night. Only the Storm Tribe was covered in bloody winds, sandstorms, and broken walls.

Some people say that it was Rayquaza who destroyed the people he favored. However, there are many different opinions on the reason, and even in later generations, no one can give an answer that can convince everyone.

"It could be that he was angered by a wrong ritual, or he could simply be offended by someone, or he could even be taking his anger out on someone else."

There is a hint of indifference in the dreamy tone.

"Who knows what Rayquaza was thinking at the time. Do you think this is a man-made disaster? No, it's a natural disaster. Rayquaza's anger is a natural disaster for the entire Hoenn region."

As soon as Huanhuan said this, Ange himself fell into silence.

The anger of the gods is a natural disaster. It seems to make sense.

Menghuan keenly sensed Ange's emotions, glanced at him, and said, "I don't mean to look down on humans or despise them. I'm just stating the reality of the situation."

"I know." Ange just said coldly, "I remember it too."

Menghuan whistled awkwardly, then flew to Ange, trying to change the subject. Then, it tilted its head and looked at Ange, asking curiously, "Where's the hunting cursor in your hand?"

Ange was stunned for a moment, then immediately looked up and saw that the hunting cursor that had been inseparable from his hand had disappeared without a trace. More importantly, he didn't even notice it.

This made Ange a little dazed.

Then, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and raised his head again, looking around in the rainy forest. The sense of sight became stronger and stronger, and the familiar place name in his mind almost came out.

At this moment, a dragon roar filled with sorrow suddenly rang in my ears.

“Kaa ...

"It's a fierce bite of a land shark!"

Ange's eyes suddenly turned red. Not only the eye sockets, but also the whites of the eyes were full of bloodshot.

He figured it out and saw it clearly. The forest in front of him had been destroyed by someone when he came here that year, and his specific appearance could not be seen clearly.

So, he just had a sense of déjà vu, a familiar feeling. But when he connected Celebi, the disappearing hunting cursor, the biting land shark and these familiar feelings, as well as the heavy rain that extinguished all the fire in his heart, he really understood what was going on.

Ange ran like crazy in the direction of the roar, even using his super powers to speed up.

"No! Why are you running?"

Huanhuan's speed in making the super umbrella couldn't keep up with Ange's speed. It was also the first time that Huanhuan felt the almost crazy eagerness in Ange's heart. He had never seen Ange lose his composure like this. He had never even thought that Ange would lose his composure like this.

But it could only follow. At the same time, Menghuan had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Crack!!"

The roar was getting closer and closer, and besides the fierce dragon roar, there were countless contemptuous laughs.

Ghostly energy was floating throughout the area, almost solidifying into substance.

Ange felt a strong sense of oppression just by getting closer.

"Angel, slow down."

When Menghuan arrived here, he actually shuddered. He was somewhat familiar with this power, but he was sure that this power should not appear here in this form.

"Hahaha, Madam Vivian, as expected, as expected. As long as I use the life of a Pokémon as bait, you will jump in even if you know it's a trap."

"I don't know whether you are stupid and ignorant, or you are really confident in your own strength to this extent. You don't really think that you are the guardian of some Pokémon, do you?"

Hunter A's laughter was still so harsh amidst the ghostly laughter.

The anger in Ange's eyes was overflowing, and his superpowers were further strengthened. But this was not a good thing. Menghuan had a very deep understanding of superpowers. If this continued, Ange might overexert himself, damage his body, or even lose his life.

However, Menghuan also knew that she could not say anything now, let alone stop Ange.

Because, the time and space they are in now is the rainy night when Ange's mother was framed by Hunter A and died.

The rain is pouring down. The forest, the night rain, the roar of earth dragons. The ghosts are laughing, the people are crazy, and the young man is walking alone.

The rain seemed to wash away the colors of the whole world. At least, the rain that night washed away the colors in a young boy's heart.

Ange's face was covered with raindrops. But who knows if the drops of water passing through the corners of her eyes were tears?

Chapter 83: Pluto Dragon appears, despair and hope never diverge (Please support me, big guys!!!)

"It has nothing to do with these. I just can't stand the fact that you guys take your own lives too seriously and the lives of other people and Pokémon too lightly."

A clear female voice sounded. Even in such a gloomy environment, this voice was like a ray of light that could illuminate the hearts of many people.

Although the voice was a little weak and lacking in energy at this time, there was still no intention of retreating in what he said.

"Ibrahimovic..."

Ibrahimovic's cry came from under the woman.

It was a heterochromatic Eevee. Its body was covered with scars, but most of them had been bandaged urgently.

He was wearing a red forest ranger uniform. Under the red hat, he had beautiful platinum-gold hair. A few strands of messy hair covered one of his eyes, which was as clear and deep as the sea. His fair skin was now covered with mud, and even had scratches and cuts. Blood was flowing, not fast, but it never stopped.

With a plump and tall figure and a youthful and beautiful smile, you would never tell that this woman is already in her thirties.

"Ibrahimovic..."

Ibrahimovic struggled to stand up. The woman patted Ibrahimovic's head and said softly, "Go quickly, don't let yourself be caught by such bad guys again."

The torn gloves revealed the bloody palms. Even if it was the so-called pat, it was just a gesture, a few empty pats. But even so, under the heavy rain, the blood was still mixed with the rain and fell on Ibrahimovic's head.

"I... Bu..."

Ibrahimovic cried out in a trembling voice, staring at the woman in front of him with his big watery eyes, as if he wanted to imprint this face in his mind.

"Okay, don't be too grateful, this is what I should do."

“If one day you meet a crying little boy, remember to tell him that his mother has always been brave, and he should learn to be like his mother and keep smiling.”

As she spoke, Vivian once again smiled a smile as bright as the summer sun.

"It's such a pity that I can't tell that little guy a lot of educational words. But he tortured me for ten months, and I taught him a lesson for eighty months, so it seems not bad."