Elf: Is the bear apprentice the weakest? I'll shatter the sky with my fists.

Furong took a barefoot step forward, her sea-blue dress fluttering in the volcanic wind.

"Don't you know that these two precious orbs maintain the balance between life and death of Mount Songshen?"

A sudden gust of cold wind lifted the hem of Li Chen's clothes, revealing the six Poké Balls at his waist gleaming with a slightly trembling cold light.

He met the girl's sharp gaze without taking a step back.

"I know it better than anyone else."

He raised his hand to catch a piece of volcanic ash falling from the sky, "but to me... it's about the weight of more lives."

The stone benches of the elderly couple were suddenly covered in frost, and the sound of Umbreon bristling was particularly jarring in the silence.

Two precious pearls simultaneously emitted an eerie light deep within the stone chamber, casting the figures of the four confronting each other onto the rugged rock wall.

"Wandering Night Spirit!"

Furong's furious roar echoed across the mountaintop, and the moment her bare feet slammed into the ground, the entire volcano trembled.

The shadow behind her suddenly swelled, and a three-meter-tall wandering night spirit tore through the void and descended, its single eye blazing with blood-red light, and its bandaged arm stirring up gusts of eerie wind.

Li Chen remained silent as an abyss.

A flying shuttle ball was now held between his slender fingers, and with a flick of his fingertip, the ball streaked through the air with a chilling light.

The moment the Poké Ball cracked open, the roar of an ancient behemoth awakening echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

"Roar—"

A frosty white shockwave exploded out, and the ancient sword leopard's agile figure shattered the void as it emerged.

The moment its toes touched the ground, visible frost ripples spread wildly from its center, instantly covering the volcanic rock within a radius of a hundred meters with a thick layer of ice armor.

In the rising chill, its eyes reflected a cold, terrifying light.

The ground between the two trainers suddenly cracked, one half filled with ghostly blue ice crystals, the other half surging with purple-black will-o'-the-wisps.

The old couple's stone table was reduced to dust in the collision of these forces. The scattered dust was frozen into ice crystals before it even landed, and then burned into nothingness by the will-o'-the-wisp.

Furong's pupils contracted slightly. She could clearly feel the ancient chill emanating from the Ancient Sword Leopard, an extreme low temperature that could even freeze volcanic lava.

She subtly moved her bare feet and stood firmly on the frost-covered ground, the hem of her navy blue dress already covered with a thin layer of ice.

"Grandpa and Grandma, please step back a bit."

Her voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable firmness.

The elderly couple exchanged a glance, then slowly retreated to the edge of the rock wall while holding Umbreon, but their eyes never left the two people facing off.

The towering figure of the Wandering Night Spirit blocked Hibiscus's path, its bandages fluttering even without wind, and the bloodlust in its single eye growing ever stronger.

Furong took a deep breath, the cold air stinging her lungs.

"Listen."

She looked directly into Li Chen's eyes, her voice exceptionally clear in the mountain breeze, "I don't want to be your enemy. If we leave now, we can still make friends over tea."

Her fingertips trembled slightly, not from the cold, "But if you insist on touching those two precious pearls..."

The second half of the sentence vanished in the sudden burst of ice crystal storm.

The Ancient Sword Leopard's teeth clanged, while the Wandering Night Spirit's single eye glowed with an eerie purple light.

The air between the two trainers began to distort due to the clash of energies, and the necromantic energy accumulated over thousands of years at Mount Oogami became restless at this moment.

"A major catastrophe."

Li Chen's voice was very soft.

Upon hearing the sound, the Ancient Sword Leopard moved, its body suddenly bursting forth with a torrent of pitch-black energy.

That wasn't an ordinary evil energy fluctuation, but rather a calamity power condensed into substance, spreading like ink across the volcanic rock surface.

Wherever it passed, even the light was swallowed up.

The wandering night spirit instinctively crossed its arms, and a barrier of eerie purple ghost fire rose from between the bandages.

However, the moment the black light touched it!

laugh!

It sounded like a hot knife cutting into butter.

The will-o'-the-wisp barrier instantly extinguished, and Night Spirit's figure trembled violently, the blood-red light in its single eye visibly dimming.

It staggered back two steps, and its originally solidified spirit body became translucent.

In just one exchange, half of his original life force was forcibly removed!

Furong frowned.

She knows her partner all too well.

Apart from fighting against the other four Heavenly Kings and champions, she had never seen it get injured to this extent.

The ancient sword-wielding leopard slowly approached, each time its claws struck the ground, a new black gleam etched scorch marks onto the rock surface...

Chapter 614 I want to capture Groudon and Kyogre

Li Chen raised his hand, signaling the Ancient Sword Leopard to stop approaching, and the pitch-black evil energy receded like a tide.

His gaze toward Furong held a hint of apology, yet remained resolute.

"I did not wish to fight you."

His voice was soft, yet it clearly pierced through the howling wind from the crater: "I only need to borrow the pearl for a month."

The wandering spirit knelt weakly on the ground, its spirit body flickering like a candle in the wind.

Furong bit her lower lip, her sea-blue skirt fluttering in the mountain breeze.

Li Chen took a step forward, his boots sizzling as they landed on the lingering evil energy: "I swear in the name of my divine messenger that I will return the treasure intact within a month at the latest."

The Umbreon in the old couple's arms suddenly perked up its ears, as it sensed the strange resonance emanating from the two orbs in the stone chamber.

Volcanic ash fell softly from the rock face, forming a hazy curtain between the two.

Furong's fingertips trembled slightly as her gaze fell on her trembling partner.

The wandering spirit knelt on the cracked volcanic rock, its once solid spirit body now as blurry as an ink painting wet with rain.

The scattered fragments of bandages were slowly evaporating, and the bloodshot light in the single eye had dimmed like a dying ember.

She had never seen her main Pokémon so disheveled.

My gaze shifted to the opposite side.

The ancient sword leopard simply stood there, its body radiating a chilling aura that distorted the air.

gap......

Is it really that big?

Furong's fingernails dug deeply into her palm.

As the youngest Elite Four member in Hoenn, she touched the barrier called "despair" so clearly for the first time.

Behind him came the heavy sighs of his grandparents, the kind of sighs only a trainer who had guarded Mount Sacred for half a century could understand.

Some forces are indeed not something that can be overcome simply by determination.

"What do you want with those two precious pearls?"

Furong asked.

"Oh, I caught Groudon and Kyogre."

Li Chen said.

"?"

Furong's pupils suddenly contracted, and her bare feet unconsciously took a half step back, leaving clear footprints on the frosty rock surface.

"Wait, you said you wanted the precious pearl..."

Her voice suddenly rose, startling the vengeful shadow doll dwelling in the crevice of the rock, "What are you doing?"

Li Chen casually twirled the flying shuttle in his hand. The ancient sword leopard snorted behind him, and the cold air it exhaled condensed into tiny ice crystals in the air.

"Catch Groudon and Kyogre."

He spoke casually, as if discussing what to have for lunch.

The air suddenly froze.

Furong's jaw almost dropped to the ground, and even the weakened Wandering Night Spirit suddenly raised its head, its single eye flashing with intense blood-red light.

The teacups in the elderly couple's hands fell at the same time and shattered on the rocks.

"you......"

Furong's voice caught in her throat, and after a long while, she managed to squeeze out a few words: "Seriously?"

A muffled roar suddenly came from the distant crater, whether by coincidence or a response from the two ancient gods to this arrogant statement, it was hard to say.

The two precious pearls trembled violently in the stone chamber, emitting an unprecedentedly dazzling light.

Li Chen's lips curled slightly, and he gently tapped his temple with his fingertip, his eyes radiating a heart-stopping certainty.

"I never say anything I'm not sure I'm right."

The moment those words were spoken, a pillar of crimson and indigo light shot into the sky, dyeing the clouds above the crater with a magnificent gradient of colors.

Looking at the composed young man before her, Furong suddenly realized that this was not arrogance at all, but rather an unimaginable level of absolute confidence.

Her clenched knuckles turned slightly white, and the frost beneath her bare feet was being melted into thin streams by the heat of the magma.

Furong looked up at Li Chen, her voice carrying the stubbornness unique to a genius girl: "Even if you can suppress my Wandering Night Spirit, what about those two..."

The words came to an abrupt halt.

Suddenly, two cracks appeared to tear open the sky.

On the left, a pure white sacred fire ignited in the clouds, while on the right, a thunderstorm was accompanied by jet-black lightning.

An ancient and majestic dragon's roar echoed from the heavens, causing the rocks throughout the crater to resonate and tremble.

Reshiram's pure white wings unfurled with the flames of truth, each feather shimmering with an iridescent halo; Zekrom's jet-black dragon body was coiled with lightning, its pupils pulsating with the electric light of the beginning of creation.

Two legendary dragons slowly descended behind Li Chen. The moment their claws touched the ground, the magnetic field of the entire Songshen Volcano became disordered.

"Now."

Li Chen reached out and caught a falling flame of truth, the flame dancing gently in his palm. "Are you qualified to talk about borrowing the pearl?"

Suddenly, a giant wave thousands of meters high rose from the distant horizon, while on the other side, the horizon glowed with the red light of lava.

Groudon and Kyogre simultaneously sensed each other and were waking up in this direction.

The two precious orbs spun wildly on the altar, emitting an almost jubilant hum.

"this......."

Furong's lips trembled slightly, and her bare feet unconsciously took a half step back.

The Unova region...

The Three Dragons of the Dao!

This realization made her ears ring.

As one of the Hoenn Elite Four, she knew all too well what these two figures meant—they were supreme beings whose existence was only recorded in fragments in the League archives!

The elderly couple's Umbreon had already huddled in its owner's arms, trembling, while her Dusknoir, her old partner who had accompanied her in battle for many years, was kneeling on one knee, its single eye filled with instinctive awe.

Seeing the appearance of Rehiram and Zekrom.

Furong finally realized that when this man said he wanted to capture Groudon and Kyogre, he probably wasn't joking...

"Ugh......"

The old man sighed deeply and slowly got up, leaning on his cane.

His wrinkled hand gently pressed on his granddaughter's shoulder, feeling the girl still trembling slightly.

"Give it to him."