Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

The sky was on the verge of collapse, cracks were bursting in the earth, and the boundaries between time and space were gradually becoming blurred.

The halo, like six doors leading to another dimension, hangs before the palm of an ancient demon god. With the sound of the wind, a majestic figure descends upon the world.

Looking up, cold sweat quietly seeped from everyone's foreheads.

Bearing shoulder armor and with wings on its back, the white-purple dragon beast opens its crimson eyes; with its horns raised and its spine covered in armor, the azure beast extends its claws; devouring life and hanging upside down in the world, the deep gray dragon stretches out its spider spears.

"They are... Dialga, Palkia, and Giratina from the Sinnoh legends."

Even for Nanyin (Southern Music), seeing these figures who only left their mark in poems and historical books is bound to evoke a sense of awe.

At the same time, towering waves crashed in from the headland, boundless tremors rose from the earth's veins, and thunder and flames intertwined, while also unleashing a torrent of cold wind.

"The original Kyogre and the original Groudon reappear here, along with the dragon's hull of Unova, Kyurem."

[How ridiculous is this gift, humans?]

Grasping his claws firmly, Hoopa unleashed a furious roar, and with a raised hand, the legendary elf's silhouette became even clearer.

"Intimidation, aura, authority..."

Raising his hand to shield himself from the oncoming torrent, Qinglu gritted his teeth in silence. Having truly fought against many legendary spirits, he could naturally tell that the beings before him were genuine gods.

With her head bowed low, Mei Yali's lips trembled as she said, "In my grandfather's diary, he wrote that the light wheel of the super demon god, also known as the dimensional cave, can cut out legendary spirits from a certain time period from parallel worlds. The power of these myths is far beyond what the illusions created by unknown totems can compare to; they are all real things."

"And what is before us is not the real Hoopa; it is the 'evil shadow' of the super demon god, an aggregation of negative emotions."

Instead of showing any cowardice based on his words, the brown-haired man grinned.

"It is indeed spectacular. Only a battlefield like this is worthy of my Green. Even Crimson would probably not be in such a dangerous situation."

"I'm sorry, Nan Yin, Ke Er Ni, for bringing you into this disaster. Before reinforcements arrive, we must hold out until the residents of Desert City are evacuated."

It was an apology delivered with a change in tone.

"It's alright. Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, someone has to clear it on foot. If no one stands at the forefront, disaster will befall us. This is unavoidable."

When Nan Yin released her lover's hand, she didn't try to persuade him to leave, but instead whispered in his ear, entrusting him with her trust.

“Cornee, we must divide the battlefield, and someone must claim the legend of one of them.”

"Ok!"

They responded softly, having made a promise that even in dangerous situations, they would never feel fear as long as they had someone by their side.

Yes, with ordinary flesh and blood and faith, it is impossible to stop these legends—but they must fight.

Because the last bastion of humanity is the League's trainers!

Thunder rumbled, and raindrops brushed across the girl's cheeks, wiping away her grim expression.

“Mr. Qinglv, this should be considered our second time working together. It’s quite a coincidence.”

With a smile and no words, Nan Yin's voice was even clearer as she stood on the battlefield, dispelling the tense atmosphere around her.

"Yes, but that time, you stole the show. The opportunity to face the demon god directly was a good chance for you to witness the strength of the Kanto Champion!"

[Ignorance.]

The ancient demon smirked, looking mockingly at the group of thin figures.

The dark clouds overhead roared with thunder, and the pale lightning illuminated its blue-faced, fanged features, revealing an undisguised laugh.

[If you want to stop me from regaining my power, then try! Try to defeat them!]

But this arrogance couldn't last long before attacks came.

The bladeless blade tore apart the light wheel, and with its remaining force swept across the sky. Once the God of Space appeared, he mercilessly slashed at those who came before him.

[useless.]

With a casual shift in dimensions, the Sub-Void Slash was stored in the gap and then used to strike another giant beast that happened to emerge from the doorway.

As if fresh blood were flowing, the god of time immediately cried out and raised his hooves, unleashing a torrent of turbid time.

Having been attacked without knowing why, he naturally targeted the source of the power—Palkiria.

Past grievances will be rekindled here.

Time roared and shattered the sky, stirring up chaos. The sub-space cleavage cleaved the tall buildings in two.

The fierce battle had just ended when a red-eyed figure broke free from the darkness and hung upside down in the world.

Dialga and Palkia both looked up at the sky.

Reversing life and death, the ancient King of the Underworld casts his disdainful gaze.

"Wow!"

Ignoring distance, the God of the Sky unleashed a blade of light, and in an instant, his attack arrived.

At the same moment, the god of time also raised his head and roared, freezing the flow of things around Giratina.

It was a spontaneous act of joining hands.

bang——

The blade's edge exploded on Hades's gray-black body, but as the smoke dissipated, the God of Reversal disappeared into the shadows of the two gods of time and space, gathering his power.

Dialga and Palkia turned their heads to look at each other, their pupils constricting simultaneously.

sieve!

Spider spears extended in unison, piercing through the air and shattering armor; the six sharp spikes instantly penetrated both.

His limbs were stiff, his jaws were slightly open, and crystals of blood oozed from the wounds on his face, which were also showing signs of decay.

They shifted and changed shapes, maneuvering countless times, and even though they were injured, the struggle between them never ceased.

The Roar of Time and the Void Slash were unleashed once more, disrupting the world, but this was only the beginning.

The primordial earth broke free from its crust, gazing at the distant sky, revealing boundless ferocity. Its enormous foot trampled on the city's main road, instantly melting the asphalt into churning lava, and several high-rise buildings collapsed one by one like lit candles.

The primordial ocean materialized amidst the steel forest, letting out a long and resounding whale cry. Its enormous tail fin unleashed a world-ending tsunami, and the turbid waves easily breached countless streets and riverbanks, turning large areas of the city into a vast swamp.

The ancient dragon god, with its primordial power, spread its wings in stark contrast. Wherever its wings passed, buildings, streets, and even lives that couldn't escape were reduced to dust in the extreme cold and heat.

Hopa, the liberator, stood high in the center of the battlefield, his six arms embracing the enemy, like a destructive artist admiring his own masterpiece, letting out a triumphant and frenzied roar.

[See! This is what happens when you disobey me!]

Thus, the legends of the six portals all descended upon this desert.

As night fell, cries of anguish echoed from the heart of the city, a scene deeply etched into everyone's hearts.

The visual impact, akin to a natural disaster, plunges people into fear and even numbs them.

"Please go this way, everyone!"

Wearing a nurse's uniform and using her usual loud voice, the red-haired woman led the crowd at the front, working together with Officer Jenny and Miss Joy.

"To be honest, I never thought I would have the chance to wear this dress again."

It was a mix of bitterness and joy, but more so a responsibility as a healer.

"As trainers, we must fight for those who cannot step up, but this is the first time I've seen you so gentle, Musashi. It's really—"

Gazing at his partner, whose long, flowing hair was far more graceful than before, the man hadn't even uttered the word "amazing" before she grabbed his earlobe, causing him to cry out in pain.

"What do you mean? Was I not considerate before?!"

"Huh? It's all your fault, Musashi, for giving such a terrible idea. All the kids went to Alola, but you insisted on coming to Desert City to sunbathe, thinking you were on vacation. Now look what happened!"

"what?"

Yes, just as those words flowed from their lips, the two men and the cat were none other than the Rockets trio who had not yet left Carlos.

Their faces were covered in dust and sweat; their usual pretense had long since faded, leaving only the purest anxiety. Without powerful Pokémon or extraordinary strength, they used the most clumsy yet most direct method to stand on the edge of the gods' battlefield, selflessly building a bridge for ordinary people to pass through.

This is the brilliance of humanity.

Chapter 282 Legendary Clash

That scene of selfless dedication was witnessed by Qinglv, who was fighting Kyurem in the distance. He wiped the blood from the cut on his face from the stone, and a rare smile of approval appeared on his lips: "Well, not bad."

On the other side, Korrina is experiencing an unprecedented challenge. The towering waves unleashed by Origin Kyogre cover the sky and sea, turning the city into a swamp with each crash. Only Mega Lucario moves at high speed along the edge of the giant waves, its azure figure swimming upstream like a needle threading a needle.

"Lucario, Thunder Punch!" With a powerful punch, just like its trainer, the dog's limbs crackled with lightning, spreading in all directions with the incoming wave, evaporating the water and turning it into a mist, buying precious seconds for the fleeing crowd below.

"Run to the high ground on the left! Quick!" the girl pointed out, her roller skates struggling to maintain their balance on the slippery ruins. Her blonde hair was wet and clung to her cheeks, but her indigo eyes showed no sign of wavering.

She only looked toward the center of the battlefield when the threat of each giant wave subsided slightly—there, the person most important to her was facing the terrifying demon god.

As the lover feared, faced with the threat of the three gods of Sinnoh and the liberation of Hoopa, Nanin was no longer able to maintain balance and found a foothold under the overwhelming power.

Keep an eye on the two gods of time and space who are still tilting in anger, be wary of the Hades Dragon lurking in the reversed space, wait for the primordial land to approach on foot, and guard against the alternating attacks of the super demon god.

"Sylveon the Fairy".

The tiny elf leaped upwards, revealing its fangs, its roar shaking the clouds. Despite its legendary form, its dragon nature inherently feared the radiance of fairies. The sound, like an alarm bell, disrupted Palkia's impending Void Slash, froze Dialga's Roar of Time, and even Giratina ceased its venting of resentment, its blood-red eyes fixed on its predecessor.

Naturally, the moves that lost their focus lost their sharpness and the power imposed by anger.

"Tianxi".

Princess Pink Diamond nodded slightly, raised her small hand, and burst forth with unparalleled brilliance. Facing the slash and roar that tore through space and stopped time, she bit her lip, and countless sparkling diamonds condensed, compressed, and refined in front of her.

Diamond Storm.

No longer an offensive hurricane, but solidified into an indestructible bulwark, the symbol of constancy is unmistakably embodied at this moment. Even though the slashing blades and the turbulent currents of time crashed down, flattening the surrounding trees and sand, and spreading fine cracks, they could not cross Tianxi, could not cross Nanyin, and instead destroyed the city behind them.

"Mageyana".

Almost the instant the diamond barrier took shape, an elegant figure darted through the chaotic battlefield like a butterfly flitting among flowers. Magiana's eyes raced with data, precisely calculating every energy turbulence and its potential point of impact. It wasn't directly confronting the devastating attack, but rather maximizing the power of healing and soothing.

The pale pink healing light, like the gentlest drizzle, precisely fell upon Arcanine, grazed by the aftershocks of the Void Slash and growling in pain, and Blastoise, whose shell was cracked from the splashing spatial turbulence. The warm light quickly soothed their wounds and stabilized their disordered breathing.

At the same moment, the soul heart in its chest throbbed violently, releasing an invisible aromatic healing, quietly neutralizing the negative emotions and malice of the super demon god that permeated the air and attempted to erode the mind, providing a spiritual sanctuary for its comrades in the midst of battle.

“The strange and mysterious is too crystallized.”

The commands followed swiftly, and the petite demon was already poised to strike. Facing the Primal Groudon that was approaching from the side with the intention of erecting a rocky peak, it did not hesitate to remove the mask from its waist, and a crystalline light extended over its face.

A beam of emerald light shot into the sky, and the tiny body seemed to transform into an endless grassland, with trees and grass surging forth in unprecedented vitality. Countless thick and tough vines broke through the soil, like living forest pythons, layer upon layer, one after another, wrapping around the giant feet and waist of the primordial earth where lava flowed.

Even though the changing celestial phenomena made restraint impossible, the vibrant vitality still overcame all difficulties, making its progress heavy and difficult, with obvious stumbles and sluggishness. However, this frustration of being unable to do what it wanted instantly ignited Groudon's anger.

A gigantic maw, like lava, opened, and scorching light gathered within it, about to erupt with a blazing inferno that would incinerate everything—

"Snorlax, Gigantamax."

Her heavy body crashed to the ground, her enormous feet shattering the earth and kicking up clouds of dust. Then, the silver-haired girl raised an arm, revealing her wristwatch, and this unique form manifested in another land.

Without an anchor point, this would be absurd, but the presence of Ajina makes everything possible.

A crimson pillar of light pierced the heavens and earth, and the indigo behemoth rose higher, reaching near the clouds, becoming a colossal creature that even briefly rivaled the primordial Groudon. Its figure, standing on the desert land, instantly enveloped the primordial earth that was struggling with the vines, and a vibrant life force spread from its waist and abdomen, complementing the defenses of the lesser demons.

Shaped like a moving mountain, Gigantamax Snorlax's giant paw slammed heavily onto the ground in front of it. Immediately afterward, a barrier made of pure energy rose up from the ground, like a giant wall separating heaven and earth in mythology, blocking the path before the blazing fire.

The molten lava torrent, bursting forth from its dam, crashed against the colossal protective barrier. The barrier recoiled slightly, the ground beneath its feet cracking inch by inch, yet it gritted its teeth, widened its eyes, and poured all its power into it, solely to protect the peace of the region.

This blockade kept the scorching heatwave and debris at bay. The blazing fire, like waves crashing against reefs, surged outwards to the sides and into the sky, precisely avoiding the evacuating crowd. It also protected Korne, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Kyogre, and Green, who was being entangled with Kyurem, from the threat of Groudon.

The battlefield was forcibly divided.

The legends of their descent were either driven by deep-seated hatred or resisted by the girl's iron-clad defense. They were already divided, so how could they possibly give their all for the Super Demon God?

Naturally, with everyone else caught in a passive position and unable to re-enter the front lines, only Nanyin and the liberation of Hupa remained to determine the outcome of the battle.

"Now! Mega Evolution!"

A crimson crescent moon cleaved the sky, transforming its form as it swooped down, awakening ancient bloodlines and power, reducing air resistance to a negligible level, and then descending straight down like an unparalleled sharp sword, heading straight for Hoopa's true form, who sat high in the center of the battlefield, manipulating the light wheel and emitting triumphant laughter.

"A selfless charge."

The subtle artistry of adding the finishing touch is perfectly embodied in this moment. With a flap of its wings, the Salamence unleashes a surge of immense energy that compresses and condenses around its body, transforming it into a crimson comet that pierces the heavens and earth. Its speed surpasses the limits of visual perception, leaving only a scorching trail in the air.

Ignoring the chaotic energy field and the folds of space, it charged straight at the ferocious head of the Super Demon God with an unstoppable momentum that seemed determined to tear everything apart.

For the first time, a hint of surprise flashed in Hoopa's crimson eyes. Instinctively, it raised one of its halo rings, attempting to banish the tiny insect to another dimension.

However, Salamence's "finishing touch" contains not only power, but also absolute perception of airflow, and perfect vision granted by the power of the Southern Sound Waveguide. At the critical moment, it deflects at a tiny angle and flashes past the edge of the light halo.

Then—

The crimson comet slammed into Hoopa's jaw with a deafening roar that could shake mountains. The colossal body of the Super Demon God was thrown off balance, his triumphant laughter abruptly cut short, replaced by a roar of pain and rage! Even the horned crown that symbolized power was cracked by the impact.