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

revenge.

"Aren't you afraid of committing a grave sin by doing this?"

Li Chen asked in a deep voice.

My principle in dealing with people is to remain unmoved if others do not act upon me.

The icy Li Chen before me...

They've already started a massacre.

but......

Why didn't the alliance take action against Li Chen?

It was because of consideration for their own parents.

Or is it...?

Taking Shi Donghai's factors into consideration?

"Sin?"

The voice of the icy figure suddenly ripped apart into countless echoes, reverberating even in the vacuum, "It was clearly this world... that committed an unforgivable crime against us first!"

The projected image switched to the Minlong Forest during a blizzard.

The once lush and verdant land of the dragon vein has now completely merged with the Rongxue Secret Realm, and the towering ancient trees have all been transformed into crystal-clear ice sculptures.

The boy trudged through the snow into the depths of the forest, each step leaving a trail of burning ice flames on the snow.

Zygard's complete form rose from the frozen lake, and the thousand cores of the God of Order emitted a blinding green light amidst the blizzard.

When it saw who it was, all its cores trembled simultaneously: "A child born of a true and ideal hero..."

His voice carried a rare hint of heartache.

"How can you allow the poisonous fire of revenge to... burn away the glory bestowed by legend?"

In the close-up shot, the boy slowly raises his head.

His left eye still shimmered with the golden light that represented the bloodline of a hero, while his right eye had completely turned into an ice-blue crystal.

Two distinct lines of light separated his cheeks, much like the tearing apart of his soul.

The blizzard froze into ice crystals on Zygarde's face, and the god of order sighed.

Finally, all of its thousands of cells dimmed simultaneously, turning into a stream of green light that disappeared into the boy's Poké Ball.

"In the land of Hunan and Hubei..."

The icy figure's fingertips traced burning trails in the void. "We met the most interesting 'companion' on the train."

The scene shifts to a swaying train carriage.

Tao Dailang's poison puppet was comically mimicking a flight attendant checking tickets, while in the teacup in front of the boy, the purplish-black liquid automatically formed the three distorted characters "Gods Society".

Do you know?

Momotaro's true form dangled from the luggage rack, dripping sweet venom onto the boy's hand. "We love the delicious madness in your eyes the most."

The two had a very pleasant conversation.

Together they faced the "Earth Monster" and subdued the Moon Bear.

Seeing this, Li Chen sensed that something was wrong.

"Where's the egg of the Burning Bug? Even if it's not Arceus's messenger, it's still a Shiny Pokémon."

Li Chen frowned slightly.

"Burntworm? The breeding cycle for that Pokémon is too long. You know, time is money."

The icy figure's words ended there.

All the Pokémon he captured were capable of having sufficient combat power for a short period of time.

"Later, I went to the capital. There I met my maternal grandfather, the Shi family."

"To be honest, I have no good feelings towards the Shi family."

"They don't show up when I need them; they only appear when I need to demonstrate my strength."

The snowstorm in the ice crystal projection suddenly stopped, and the scene switched to a bustling street scene in the capital.

The boy stood in front of the Shi family's old-fashioned mansion, the copper bells on the eaves making a hollow sound in the wind.

Blood ties? Family bonds?

The figure's cold laughter caused the surrounding temperature to plummet.

"It was only after seeing the blade drawn that the scabbard was handed over."

The memory is displayed.

Shi Donghai's trembling hands were holding the family genealogy, while the boy casually pointed to the "grandson" column with his fingertips stained with ice crystals.

The expensive golden nanmu wood flooring beneath his feet was rapidly freezing at the point of contact.

A close-up shot zooms in on the offering table in the ancestral hall.

The memorial tablet of the boy's mother was placed in the far corner, and the incense burner, covered in dust, was suddenly pierced by ice crystals.

On the new memorial tablet placed in the very center, the two large gilded characters "Li Chen" were eerily oozing blood beads.

"What they like..."

The icy figure suddenly broke off one of its fingers, letting it disintegrate into ice shards and scatter.

"It's just a humanoid weapon that can sever the dragon vein for the Shi family."

In the ice shards.

Each grain reflects the ugly faces of different factions within the Shi family vying to win over the boy in the dark room.

The cold smile that the boy always wore perfectly matched the expression on the ice crystal figure's face.

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Chapter 634 A Completely Different Timeline (2)

The scene in the ice crystal's memory changed once again.

It evokes the image of the clinking of glasses and lively gatherings in Beijing's high society.

With a reserved smile on his face, Shi Donghai, leaning on a sandalwood cane, introduced the young man to various powerful figures.

Under the crystal chandelier, those faces that were once arrogant were now filled with stiff, obsequious flattery.

Look...

The icy figure's fingertips traced the pale faces in his memory.

"After smelling the Shi family's scent, these hyenas wagged their tails even more enthusiastically."

In close-up shots.

A family representative, whose main Pokémon had been crippled by a teenager, was now trembling as he raised his glass in a toast.

His arm, wrapped in bandages, was faintly visible beneath his suit, while the red wine in his glass reflected the icy blue flames dancing in the boy's eyes.

How ironic...

The figure suddenly emitted a metallic, scraping laugh.

"Every bone I broke..."

"They have all become the most dazzling medals of the Shi family."

Lie Kong sat down and looked down at the feet of the guests—

Their shadows were twisting unnaturally, as if being eroded by some kind of ice crystal-like parasite.

The family crest that the boy seemed to be respectfully holding in his hands was actually melting and dripping, corroding the luxurious carpet and creating black holes that emitted a chilling aura.

"So from the very beginning, it was all to lure me in."

Li Chen's brows furrowed involuntarily.

His voice was icy and questioning, "Are you just pretending to be a normal waveguide?"

Mewtwo, who had rushed over, was shaken and recalled the detection data from its memories.

Those seemingly stable waveguide readings do indeed exhibit regular fluctuations every 12 seconds, like... a heartbeat-like camouflage program.

"after all..."

The figure suddenly revealed the same wry smile as Li Chen, "To lure a brave soul into the trap..."

It tapped its melting temples.

"We have to use the hero script they're most familiar with."

"There's still plenty of time, so let me explain in detail."

The ice crystal figure gradually solidified and took shape, outlining the rugged silhouette of Mount Everest in the vacuum.

The howling wind condenses into solid ice crystals in the memory, each one refracting distorted light and shadow.

"While other Pokémon are getting stronger..."

Its voice suddenly turned low, as if it came from the depths of the snow-capped mountains, "Only the bear apprentice remained in the initial posture."

A suffocating scene appeared in the projection.

The boy led his bear apprentice to climb the towering ice cliff, while behind them, countless dark evil thoughts seeped out from the ice crevices like living creatures.

The despair, greed, and obsession abandoned by generations of mountaineers are now materializing as shadows, entwining around Xiong's apprentice.

"What a perfect training ground..."

The figure suddenly let out a chilling chuckle.

"Every breath...is devouring the dark side of humanity."

The close-up shot zooms in on the bear apprentice's eyes.

The once clear pupils now reflected countless struggling black figures.

With each punch it threw, it began to carry the absorbed evil thoughts, leaving corrosive scorch marks on the ice wall.

The blizzard in the ice crystal's memory came to an abrupt end.

The image is frozen on the summit of Mount Everest.

"As the last evil thought entered its brow..."

The bear apprentice's body trembled violently in the snow, its once soft fur standing on end, as if it had been stained by an invisible darkness.

When the light of evolution erupted, it was mixed with distorted black light, scorching the snow within a radius of a hundred meters into a hideous charred black.

Click—snap—

Amidst the sickening sounds of bones reassembling, its form frantically switched between two evolutionary phases.

Sometimes as supple as flowing water, sometimes as fierce as malice.

Finally, when the black snow fell from the sky...

Standing on the edge of the cliff is a martial arts bear master who has mastered the art of one-hit kill, but its eyes burn with an icy blue flame that is exactly the same as the boy's right eye.

Those evil thoughts that should have dissipated are now materializing into black ribbons, wrapped around its thick arms.

"Oh? You mean to say that's all there is to the process?"

The icy figure suddenly broke off one of its fingers, letting it dissipate into black ice. "More important than the outcome..."

It raises its hand to show the image of the martial arts bear master throwing a punch.

Instead of shattering, the mountain that was hit strangely revealed countless bas-reliefs of suffering human faces.

"Are these details... important?"