“Boom boom boom!”
A deafening thunderclap suddenly rang out, echoing across the entire sky.
Just as Elder Zhao was about to pick up speed and continue his pursuit, the dark clouds in the sky, as if driven by a mysterious force, grew denser and heavier.
Amidst the thick clouds, streaks of dazzling lightning snaked and writhed, like wild horses breaking free from their reins, plunging down with astonishing speed and power.
Each lightning bolt carried a world-destroying might, fiercely striking the ground, kicking up countless sparks and dust.
The electrical energy did not spread out; instead, the moment it touched the ground, it was as if drawn by an invisible suction, rapidly absorbed by the earth and slowly sinking deep underground.
“This scene indicates Zekrom’s complete revival, as it is absorbing energy and recovering its strength. Who exactly is this Ideal Person? And why did Zorua impersonate a junior from the Zhang family?”
Elder Zhao was forced to stop by the sudden, magnificent spectacle, cautiously observing the changes in his surroundings, his mind filling with more and more questions.
At the same time, Zorua, who had been desperately fleeing, seized this rare opportunity and unhesitatingly darted around a nearby corner.
In the blink of an eye, it vanished from Elder Zhao’s sight.
Zorua ran frantically, finally bursting into a dark storage room.
Upon entering the room, it gasped for breath, its body trembling slightly from extreme exhaustion.
Immediately after, its body shook, and it reverted from its transformed state back to its original small form.
It let out two weak whimpers: “Woo woo~”
At this moment, Doctor Lin had already been waiting there for a long time.
Seeing Zorua return safely, a relieved smile appeared on his face.
He quickly pulled a Poké Ball from his pocket, and Zorua transformed into a streak of light, being drawn into the Poké Ball.
Doctor Lin said, “You did very well, Zorua.”
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In the Divine Beast Field beneath the ground, Zekrom’s question still echoed in Zhang Heng’s and Zhu Zi’s ears.
“Human, filled with the desire for ideals, are you willing to create a truly Ideal Nation…?”
Zhang Heng took a deep breath, quickly thinking in his mind, then slowly began, “I… I don’t know what a truly Ideal Nation is, but I know that living in a Pokémon world is already my ideal.”
Zekrom’s massive body trembled slightly, its powerfully oppressive eyes fixed on Zhang Heng, seemingly pondering his simple yet unexpected answer.
The energy in the Divine Beast Field continued to surge and churn, and a tense atmosphere permeated the air, as if a startling change could occur at any second.
Zhang Heng looked up, meeting Zekrom’s gaze, and said, “Here, my Pokémon companions and I met, understood each other, and fought side by side; every experience is precious.
I’ve seen the weak bravely protect what they love, and the strong show tenderness and kindness in adversity.
These things make me love this world; this is my ideal life, with no need to build an illusory Ideal Nation.”
Zhu Zi was greatly astonished, thinking, “Are young people nowadays really this bold when they speak? A First-Level God invites him to create an ideal world, and he turns around and tells the First-Level God that an ideal world is illusory.”
Zhu Zi watched Zhang Heng and Zekrom nervously from the side, his hands unconsciously clenching.
He worried for Zhang Heng’s safety, yet also admired his resolve.
Boom~ A streak of light flashed from Zhang Heng’s waist and shot directly into the field.
Roar~ A Dragon-type roar echoed within the Divine Beast Field, and a colossal body suddenly appeared in that independent space.
It was Zhang Heng’s Divine Beast Pokémon—Walking Wake.
Walking Wake stood steadily, its body enveloped by swirling Steam Eruption, like a layer of white mist tightly encasing it.
Around Walking Wake, dense, almost materialized Water-type energy and Dragon-type power intertwined and coiled.
Zhang Heng said anxiously, “Oh no, Walking Wake, who told you to come out on your own?”
Just as his words had not completely fallen, his entire right hand seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, lifting involuntarily.
His palm was directed straight forward, and then, with a seemingly slow yet rhythmic motion, he gently swept it across the air from left to right.
In an instant, a strange light suddenly flashed, and immediately after, a scroll, condensed from pure Water-type energy, slowly unfurled.
A surge of Water-type energy continuously emanated from it.
These Water-type energies intertwined and coiled together, flowing and converging as if alive.
Gradually, they began to solidify, eventually transforming into a Psyduck!
However, Psyduck was no longer the normally familiar adorable and naive appearance; on the contrary, its eyes at this moment had become exceptionally sharp, like two cold, piercing beams, directly aimed at Zekrom.
Zhu Zi couldn’t help but speak, pointing at Walking Wake with his hand, and said, “This… this is what you meant by keeping a secret, right? Is this Suicune? So… so strong.”
Zekrom looked at Zhang Heng, who not only possessed a Divine Beast lost beyond the river of time, but could also sense that mysterious scroll, which contained surging Water-type energy and was filled with the rules of this world.
Zekrom is unique in this world; similarly, the water scroll is also unique, an item bound to the Divine Beasts of this world.
There can be many Urshifu, but there is only one water scroll; the rule power it contains is no less than that of a First-Level God.
Zekrom finally understood how Zhang Heng’s mental communication with it had been interrupted by this strange Psyduck—it turned out to be a product that also possessed rule power.