Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

Multitasking and with a clear division of labor, the girl seemed to gradually take control of the situation with just three elves.

Of course, some people will not allow the downward trend to continue.

"I underestimated you. Make your move, Dark Triangle!"

Taking advantage of the former's heightened concentration, the black-clad ninjas crouched low, brandished their blades, and swiftly approached the trainer.

The prerequisite for wild battles is that the outcome of the battle is not solely determined by strength. Once the trainer who issues the command is eliminated, the remaining Pokémon will become chaotic and can be defeated one by one.

Fortunately-

"Crystal Lamp Fire Spirit, Large Character Fiery Explosion."

Not content to stand idly by, Wanlong frowned and gave the order. Behind her, the eerie spirit of the lamp ignited its heart flame, spewing forth a massive torrent of fire, intent on stopping the three from advancing.

But amidst the firelight, the beast symbolizing calamity transformed into a streak of light, its long horn slashing out with a knife mark as it passed by.

"Absol, attack!"

The restrained moves inflict massive damage, while the exploitation of weaknesses strikes precisely at the heart of the problem.

As if telepathically connected, the Triplets, Bisharp and Cursed Doll, appeared one after the other and launched a perfectly coordinated attack, forcing back the Ghost with a series of attacks and creating an opportunity for their trainer to make a move. The tacit understanding between the triplets was highlighted here.

Even the guild master of Shaka, who had been protecting the brown-skinned girl for so long, was unable to react to the sudden changes in the situation multiple times, and even dared to presumptuously command his bloated and slow-moving dragons to defend against and resist.

It seems there is neither the means nor the time to stop the offensive from approaching.

However, just as the blade touched the skin, a tremendous roar drowned out the wind and fled from the dark clouds, leaving the world in complete silence.

The trees swayed, their minds reeling. The elves who had just stood still all had blood rushing to their ears, deeply stunned by the overwhelming shock.

If Pokémon are like this, then humans are even worse. A brief period of deafness, a complete loss of consciousness—with just this one blow, the Dark Trio lost all ability to resist, their knees buckling and they collapsed to the ground.

As soon as the pink and white little beast gracefully moved, it pursed its lips with elegance and composure, hiding its small tiger teeth, and then a clear and capable voice came from the lips of the girl beside it.

"A loud noise."

It is a command that is issued after the instruction is executed.

Like the final note of a musical piece, until the stage was cleared and silent, Nan Yin then stepped forward and gently shielded the unwell group behind her.

She hadn't intentionally stopped or refused to help; rather, she had been forced to suppress her senses and sort through the information, paying attention to the strange behavior of these elves.

Yes, Akromar's device not only disrupted Cattleya's superpowers, but also caused her to feel slightly out of control. Fortunately, the extension of the waveguide was enough to replace the five senses, allowing her to see the world more clearly.

To be honest, she never expected to be suddenly drawn into Team Plasma's schemes here. But since chaos is brewing, it's the perfect time to repay the kindness of the White Dragon and end the conflict between reality and ideals.

Hmph, since she can't extricate herself from the world and also has the ability to reverse the situation, how could she allow herself to be put in a passive position and forced to make a choice?

The girl has enough reason to get involved in this major event that she has only witnessed on screen, and she has enough confidence to draw a line in her mind and direct the ending toward her own idea.

"Phew, Sister Nanyin, thank you..."

As her breathing faded and she gasped for breath, she stroked her reddened neck. Only then did Alice recover from the suffocating attack she had just endured.

"Peace of mind."

This simple response, though brief, was like a warm, gentle morning sun, dispelling the panic in everyone's hearts.

Without looking at the unconscious ninjas, Nan Yin simply raised her eyebrows and gazed at the insect beasts clashing fiercely with the dragons.

Admittedly, Genesect's attacks were fierce and relentless, each move aimed at killing without regard for her own life. However, the shared understanding between them told her that these ancient beings only wanted to return to their original homeland and abandon their lives of wandering and coercion.

Therefore, their participation in the battle now is merely a result of being controlled by machinery, and a move they do not truly mean.

Peering to the side, I glanced at the armor on the front of the man's head, and the flickering red lamppost undoubtedly confirmed my guess.

Some battles are necessary, while some clashes can be avoided. Just as a period of growth is necessary to take the final step in transformation, Nanyin prefers to deal with things rationally and treat people peacefully rather than being enthusiastic about pursuing something.

It was never her style to cause her child to be covered in bruises just for a moment's whim, so—

The points accumulated previously were transformed into the pointers that moved, all of which were poured into the waveguide's progressive side. The azure light also surged into substance, interfering with worldly affairs on a spiritual level.

Click, click, click.

The faint cracking sound was barely audible in the howling wind, yet it dramatically changed the expressions on the faces of the onlookers.

"How is this possible!"

The blond man, perched high in the ship's cabin, slammed his fist on the control panel, his expression one of utter disbelief.

However, on the other side of the screen, the white-haired girl remained calm, even nonchalant.

"Nothing is impossible. I simply amplified their emotions using waveguides, and it was just a slight leakage of their life essence that shattered the instrument you were so proud of."

As stated, Nan Yin merely released Genesis's emotions, flipped the switch between reality and illusion, and his biological instincts, unable to contain their resentment, shattered the controller.

"......you."

The surveillance footage clearly shows the girl's delicate features and shapely figure.

Akroma had initially overlooked this stranger, but now, looking at him again, he belatedly realized who he was.

Carlos's newly crowned king of pop, Nan Yin.

Could it be that Alice and the others knew about the plan all along, and thus came to help them break the previous deadlock?

However, this plan was rarely revealed to outsiders, except by himself, Ghettos, the Seven Sages, and the Dark Triangle.

Watching the insect-beast break free of its restraints and reveal a fierce glint in its eyes, the man exhaled a breath of stale air, forcing himself to calm down.

"The loyalty of the core members is beyond doubt, and even without Genesect's help, I still have a last resort."

He gritted his teeth, turned off the switch, looked back at the empty cavity behind him, and mustered a strong sense of confidence.

hum!

With a crisp sound as ice crystals hit the ground, Kyurem inside the container suddenly opened its eyes. The iron chains binding it rattled hoarsely, yet withstood the erosion of the frost at their limit.

The Ice Dragon of the Unity Path, symbolizing the harmonious body of the Dragon God, possesses undeniable power.

But in the instant he lowered his gaze, Akromma's reliance vanished, for he caught sight of a pair of familiar wings.

—Pure and clean, a pleasing sight to behold.

Chapter 190 I Like You Very Much

With its deep blue vertical pupils, pristine white feathers, and slender, snow-white neck, anyone who sees this figure would undoubtedly describe it as elegant.

Not a real entity, but when frost falls on the earth, snow fills the ice and the world is frozen, and when Kyurem's wrath approaches the world, a warm breath stirs the body and mind, transforming into a phantom, and once again revealing the sun in the high sky.

Anyone who heard the lullaby in their childhood or read the legend of the founding of the nation in their youth will surely recognize the giant dragon before them.

That is the unchanging faith of Twin Dragons City for thousands of years. That is the dragon god who pursues truth and leads the world toward goodness. He is Reshiram.

Tall and short buildings, wide and narrow streets and alleys, countless families—the people who were initially frightened suddenly felt at a loss and then calmed down.

“How… incredible, even now, the Dragon God still protects their foolish people.”

Tears welled in the corners of his eyes. The elderly man, nearing the end of his life, raised his head and, choking back sobs, stretched out his withered arm toward the ghostly figure.

He grew up listening to the legends of the founding of the nation since childhood, and gradually grew up amidst countless tales of heroes and dragons. He thought that his life would ultimately be nothing more than a dream, but now, that fantasy has finally become a reality he has witnessed firsthand.

"Mom, is that a Pokémon?"

The young girl pointed at the white dragon, her body trembling, but she couldn't suppress her longing, and asked timidly.

However, her mother simply lowered her knuckles and gently stroked her child's messy hair.

"No, that is our faith, a refuge we can rely on at any time."

The words, spoken by the people, expressed pride, emotion, and tears. Perhaps only the white-haired girl, standing tall and proud in the wind and snow, truly understood the whole story.

This is not a false illusion, but the descent of Reshiram in his own right. He does not wish for living beings to suffer needlessly from the ice dragon, nor does he wish for the body of the dragon god to be used by others.

"The legendary white dragon, Reshiram..."

Clutching the pendant to his chest, Shaka's eyes held a reverence, and even his murmurs carried a hint of respect.

"So beautiful~"

Alice couldn't help but utter a word of praise, and realizing what she had said, she quickly covered her mouth.

If he was already so moved when he was under the wings, how could Akromar, facing the gaze of the dragon god, possibly maintain his composure as a scholar?

"No way, it's impossible!"

"I don't believe in such fabricated things as faith. Even the Kingdom of Eindooc has no trace of the Lightstone, so how could Reshiram possibly be here!"

With his eyes fixed on the ice dragon confined to its container, the blond man knew that it was unlikely that his side would be able to gain the upper hand now.

Although he forcibly controlled Kyurem, he was unable to unleash the full power of the Ice Dragon of the Way, nor could he continue to plot against the Gene Wedge while in a disadvantageous position.

"It seems your plans don't match the boasts you once made, Akromma. I've said it before, arrogance only leads to narrow-mindedness."

A projection appeared on the screen in the cabin, showing a middle-aged man with dark green hair, leaning on a cane, looking at the person in front of him with a disdainful gaze, exuding a powerful aura.

Once you see it, you'll know it's the first leader of Team Plasma, Quigley.

"However, thanks to the commotion you made, I was able to leave that prison. The next thing to consider is how to use the power of Kyurem to quell the dissent throughout the Unova without obtaining the Gene Wedge."

"So what if we don't have the genetic wedge? We'll just use instruments to imitate similar cases and forcefully research a method for fusion!"

Raising her voice to interrupt Quixote's clatter, Akromma flicked her sleeve, adjusted her glasses, and returned to her composure.

"I apologize for my lapse in composure just now. While reconstructing the state of a living organism based on the genetic sequence of the artificial cell egg is not easy, it is not impossible. I have done a lot of research on Kyurem recently, and now I only lack an opportunity, or rather, the key to forming the other half: the black dragon Zekrom."

The man's voice was firm and clear, without any hesitation or pause. Hearing this, Quixote on the other side of the screen was also somewhat dumbfounded.

"Forcibly sewing two organisms together, I must say, you are indeed quite talented in the scientific field, even putting such a crazy conjecture into practice."

"It is my honor to personally wield a legendary Pokémon. Moreover, I, Acrom, am the only one in the world capable of developing a device that can fuse different individuals!"

Having said all he could say, the man with the cane lost all restraint and burst into unrestrained laughter, revealing his inner madness.

"Then let you solve this problem as you see fit. This destroyer is huge, and once it appears, it will be difficult to escape under satellite positioning and the Alliance's surveillance. Since we can't escape unscathed, rather than letting them get away with it, let's use this pile of scrap metal to leave a deep impression on the so-called righteous people. You should understand what I mean, Akromar."

"I will obey your orders."

With her head bowed in submission, Akromma pulled down the lever without the slightest hesitation.

"Let me see how the so-called Dragon God continues to protect people during the ensuing catastrophe."

As the man, briefcase in hand, turned and disappeared into the escape tunnel, his white coat swaying in the breeze, the colossal ship began to tremble erratically.

Click, click, click...

Like the hoarse hiss of gears jamming, explosions erupted one after another inside the ship's cabin. Amidst the dazzling flames, a small escape pod flew out.

Immediately afterwards, the burning engines emitted black smoke and roared incessantly, and the entire massive ship gradually tilted towards the city.

As if in the midst of an apocalyptic catastrophe, the massive hull obscured the full moon, plunging the entire city into darkness. When people looked again, the warship had already crashed and collapsed, demonstrating the former's madness and determination.

"This is bad!"

With wide eyes, the shrewd magistrate stepped forward, opening his arms to shield the crowd with his broad back.

A crimson light burst forth, and a giant dragon with crimson wings protected the person before him, unleashing a sharp roar in front of the ice-crystal-covered ground and the falling plasma destroyer.

Not only the onlookers, but also Nan Yin, no one could have imagined that the Plasma Team would make such a decision, using a giant ship to destroy the life and future of a city.

An atmosphere of despair permeated the air. Human strength has its limits, and there are things beyond our reach. This is the only realization that all trainers have now, even champions and elite trainers.

Korne was jolted awake. Her eyes were glazed over, but then she seemed to remember something. She gripped her friend's sleeve tightly, hesitant to speak.

Although she had experienced the Team Flare incident, she had never faced such a crisis. At the critical moment of her life, the girl's thoughts were clear as if she had seen the sun. She wanted to stand up for her former friends and be their shield, and she also wanted to say the words in her heart that she had not yet spoken.

But......

My fingernails dug deep into my palm, and a feeling of helplessness and self-reproach welled up in my chest.

"Nanyin, I..."

"I'm here."

As soon as she spoke, the white-haired figure calmly stretched out her arm and embraced her girl, gently patting her back and smiling.

To be honest, Nan Yin was indeed taken aback by the Plasma Team's decision, but what she felt even stronger was the exhilaration and joy of being in danger and turning the tide.

Human effort could not achieve this, but she was by no means alone; she already had countless children by her side.

"Tianxi." Calling the princess's name, she spread her fingers and raised them above her head. "Are you confident?"