An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 147 Poisonous Stage, Poisonous Music That Kills Me!!!
The hole in the warehouse dome resembled the wound of a giant beast, with torrential rain and pale moonlight pouring in relentlessly.

The figure falling amidst the torrential rain, shrouded in pure black and blinding white, crashed like a thunderbolt of judgment onto the blood-soaked open ground in the center of the warehouse.

Black is the bone armor of Houndoom, as cold and hard as the night sky, flowing with torrents of rain.

White, like Homiga's white, lightning-like, wild hair, sharp and cold, reflecting the moonlight.

Her descent from the sky was like a black and white lightning bolt, instantly cleaving through the noise in the warehouse!

Time seemed to have been paused.

All the gunshots, roars, and energy surges vanished eerily at that moment.

Everyone's attention was involuntarily drawn to this strange phenomenon that descended from the sky, focusing on the figure shrouded in black and white.

At this moment, what Homiga exuded was no longer confusion, vulnerability, or hysterical madness.

The rain washed away the dirt on her face, revealing her eyes underneath.

The emptiness and despair have long been burned away, replaced by an absolute clarity that sees through illusion and confronts reality.

The former rock girl's flamboyant wildness has now been replaced by a heroic spirit that transcends life and death.

Countless gazes, like spotlights on a stage, converged on the white-haired girl.

At this moment, the hero appears!

The moment Homiga appeared, Akromar's pupils behind the lens contracted sharply.

For the first time, a crack appeared on the cold, composed demeanor of someone in control, as if he had seen a completely out-of-control variable in his meticulously planned scheme.

Homiga? How could she... how could she come back with that look in her eyes?

She should have died in the rain like a stray dog!
Carbin suddenly straightened his back, which had been slightly hunched in despair, his face, covered in gunpowder and rain, was filled with astonishment.

She looked at Homiga, at those completely different eyes, as if she were seeing this person for the first time.

That wasn't the pitiful creature or uncertainty she thought it was, but a true warrior!

Colt, who was watching from the sidelines, almost crushed the binoculars in his hand.

He stared intently at the figure in the center of the warehouse, his mouth slightly agape, as if he were witnessing the most absurd scenario.

"Damn it... this white-haired girl... what... what is she up to?!"

With his back against the oil drum, Mo Zhen's golden eyes shone brightest the moment Homiga appeared.

There was no surprise in his eyes, only the director's rapture of appreciating the drama he had orchestrated.

He held the script loosely in his hand and recited it in a solemn and sacred voice.

"Rejoice! The true hero who inherits the power of truth, who can face reality and transcend darkness and dreams, is named Kaka from Tateyu City. This is the moment of his birth!"

Xiaomengzi seemed to sense something.

His small, red eyes widened to the size of jujubes, his whole body trembled violently, and he was panting heavily.

Wait... this... this feels... masaka... red bean paste?!

The big one is coming!!!
Just as Homiga arrived, drawing everyone's attention, countless life-or-death battles continued on the battlefield.

Xiao Huolong's stout body undulated slightly, and beneath his feet lay the Mongoose Slash, completely incapacitated.

On the other side, Luca stood like a cold sculpture, the lingering force of the storm's kick leaving a faint hum in the air.

The dragon-headed ground squirrel lay not far in front of it, dark red blood foam oozing from its mouth and nose. It was clear that the precise "earthquake" had injured its internal organs, rendering it harmless.

This Tom and Jerry duo was finally silenced by the combined efforts of Xiao Huolong and Luca.

However, the breath of victory was short-lived.

A cold, sinister gaze, like the forked tongue of a venomous snake, locked onto the corner where the battle had just ended.

Heisenberg, the bald, bearded first mate who personally shot Captain Hogan, Akromar's most capable executioner, had always lurked like a shadow on the edge of the battlefield, calmly observing the situation.

Xiao Huolong's ferocious [Extreme Eight Collapse] and Luca's multi-functional [Storm Kick] undoubtedly became the most threatening targets in his eyes.

"Hmph, an eyesore of a bug."

Heisenberg whispered, his voice cold and devoid of any emotion, and gestured to Yongkira beside him.

The blue light in the Yongkira's eyes suddenly surged.

The silver spoon in its hand was not pointed at Luca, but precisely at Xiao Huolong, who had just unleashed his power and whose breath had not yet calmed down!

An invisible and intangible mental fluctuation, yet containing a powerful hypnotic intent, precisely entered Xiao Huolong's mind!
Xiao Huolong, who had relaxed slightly because of his victory, suddenly froze.

Its eyes, which had been burning with fighting spirit, instantly lost focus, becoming empty and unfocused.

The gruesome battlefield, the cold rain, the acrid smoke... all vanished.

Instead, a warm halo appeared.

In the halo of light, a blurry yet incredibly familiar green figure, the one that haunted its dreams, slowly emerged.

The pale green petal skirt swayed gently, and the air seemed to be filled with the refreshing fragrance of herbs.

That face it had longed for day and night, bearing the gentlest and most healing smile in its memory, was quietly looking at it, its lips slightly parted, as if silently calling its name...

"Little...Little Fairy Doctor...?"

Xiao Huolong's stout body trembled violently, and a low, almost whimpering sound escaped his throat.

All fighting spirit and ferocious infernal energy melted away like snow under the sun at this moment.

Its eyes were filled with unbelievable ecstasy and deep longing, completely forgetting where it was and the enemy before it.

It was completely lost in the illusion woven by Yongira, utterly unaware of the approaching [Mental Blade]...

The life of the canned yellow peaches is hanging by a thread!
Almost at the same time that Yakira activated [Hypnosis], Heisenberg's other Pokémon moved!
"Croak—!"

A deep, drum-like roar resounded, and a massive, muscular blue giant frog—the Toad King—emerged from the shadows like a cannonball.

Its thick hind legs unleashed terrifying power, and its enormous fist, accompanied by a dull whistling sound, slammed down on Luca, who had just defeated the Rat-Headed Earth Dragon.

A blue light flashed in Luca's eyes. Sensing the danger behind him with his Observation Haki, he unleashed [Shave] at the critical moment!
Its silhouette left an afterimage as it narrowly avoided the powerful sneak attack.

call out--!
The bloodthirsty blue-skinned dog, having dodged the sneak attack, did not pause for a moment. It activated [Shave] again, and its figure appeared like a ghost on the side of the Toad King's huge body in an instant.

His right leg transformed into a blue afterimage, and with a shrill whistling sound tearing through the air, [Storm Kick] was activated again, transforming into the Ultimate Wave Sword, which slashed fiercely at the Toad King's relatively soft waist and abdomen!

"Gululu!"

The toad king let out a deep roar but did not flinch.

Its huge, slimy tumors suddenly contracted, as if a powerful energy was frantically accumulating and compressing inside!
Immediately afterwards, its thick right arm swung out with overwhelming force, its huge fist covered with a layer of high-frequency vibrating energy ripples!

[Shock Punch]!
boom--! ! !
The vacuum slash of [Storm Kick] collided violently with the energy ripples of [Vibration Fist].

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a muffled, heart-stopping thud.

Two vibrational forces, similar in nature but completely different, violently canceled out and annihilated each other.

The air around the point of impact was violently distorted, the rain falling from the dome was shaken into a fine white mist, and the shockwave exploded in a ring, forcefully draining the water from the ground!
At the instant of impact, Luca's pupils contracted slightly!
It clearly felt the vibrational force from the opponent's fist.

This giant blue toad has mastered such profound vibration techniques!
have equal shares.

Heisenberg showed a slight surprise.

This King Toad is his signature Pokémon, already at level 48. Its vibration organs have been honed through countless trials, and its Vibration Punch is now a masterful skill, rivaling even the Pokémon of professional trainers.

This blue-skinned dog, which hasn't evolved yet, is able to fight against it with such low base stats. He suspects that the other side is at least level 50!

Having failed in his first attack, Luca did not hesitate for a moment and used [Shave] again!
His figure vanished instantly, reappearing on the other side of the Toad King, unleashing another fierce [Storm Kick]!
"Goo!"

The Toad King reacted extremely quickly, charging up its thick, tumor-covered left arm once more to unleash a [Vibration Punch]!
boom! ! !
The second impact caused the shockwaves to collide and cancel each other out once more!
However, at the very moment of the collision, Luca felt a sharp, stabbing pain and numbness where his right leg made contact with the Toad King's fist!
Luca felt a chill run down his spine.

It suddenly pulled its legs back and looked down.

He saw that where his right leg had touched the Toad King's fist, his blue fur was now covered in a strange layer of purple slime!

Its skin has begun to turn an ominous purplish-black, and it is rapidly spreading to the surrounding area, bringing waves of burning pain and numbness!

This is... the [Poisonous Hand] trait!
The mucus on the surface of this toad king is highly poisonous.

Every direct physical contact could silently introduce a deadly toxin into the enemy's body.

The toxin took effect instantly!

Luca felt the strength in his right leg rapidly draining away, and the numbness was quickly spreading upwards along the nerves in his leg, interfering with his precise control over his body using [Life Return].

The battle, which had initially been a close call thanks to speed and skill, began to tip irrevocably in favor of the enormous, powerful, and venomous blue monster thanks to this insidious sneak attack! The Toad King's crimson eyes were fixed on Luca, whose movements were beginning to distort. Its massive, slime-covered fist charged once more, unleashing a deadly [Vibration Fist], carrying the combined pressure of poison and power, as it slammed into its poisoned opponent…

At this moment, Luca's life was like a candle flickering in the wind!

Homiga stood amidst the pool of blood and ruins, his soaked white hair clinging to his cheeks, his eyes, recently tempered by despair and thunder, now fixed intently on the battlefield.

Those spirits who were once obsessed with her music are now fighting tooth and nail for her.

The gas bomb, like a punctured balloon, lay sprawled in a twisted pile of scrap metal, billowing black smoke. The faint purple light, a symbol of life, flickered like a candle in the wind, and with each twitch, it emitted a wisp of dissipating purple smoke.

The centipede king's massive body was tightly bound and whipped by the electric beast's violent golden current, convulsing violently in the muddy blood. The dirty mud splashes it kicked up when it crashed down seemed to carry the echo of its shattered internal organs.

The low roar that had once echoed the booming guitar of Dust Mountain had now turned into intermittent whimpers filled with immense pain. A ferocious dragon scorpion raised its massive pincers and, like an executioner's guillotine, slashed fiercely at the joint of its fragile neck!

"Do not--!!!"

A short, sharp cry, like a soul being torn apart, was squeezed out of Homiga's throat.

That was not the despair of a collapsed faith, but the excruciating pain of witnessing a close friend fall before one's eyes!
The mottled walls of the abandoned factory reappeared before my eyes.

In the dim light, only the gas bomb spun in ecstasy, spewing forth echoing purple smoke; the Centipede King, following her clumsy yet resounding guitar strings, clumsily but firmly struck its carapace; the Dust Mountain moved its massive body, its deep roar blending into the drumbeats of her impromptu oil drumming...

There were no cheers from humans in the audience, only the primal, pure excitement shining in the eyes of these venomous creatures!
At that moment, there was no mockery, no deception, only wild music and wild souls resonating and burning in the dirty corner!

She saw it clearly!

Akromah's cold-blooded view of life as worthless!
Naked greed in the eyes of the toxic smoke team!

She saw more clearly how Gas Bomb, Centipede King, Dust Mountain... these were her true listeners, the only partners who had ever embraced her soulful rock, and how they used their purest love and loyalty to burn their last light for her, the deceived "captain"!
What they love is never the illusion created by toxic smoke!

What they love is the wildness that bursts forth from her strings, the life that burns in her roar!

She was that rock girl who, beside the garbage dump of an abandoned factory, used a broken guitar to play a soul-stirring tune for those marginalized people who were also regarded as "garbage" and "poison" by the world!
"What are you doing back here again? You're utterly clueless. You and your bunch of elves are just trash! A nuisance! Your voice is worse than Growlithe's, what are you trying to sing for?"

Akromma's cold and sarcastic laughter enraged Homiga.

Trash? They're not trash!
The rough, warm touch of her father's hands on the cheap practice guitar that her father had handed her seemed to come alive again.

"It's good to have dreams, Homika... Keep going! As long as you don't do anything bad, Dad will support you no matter what you do!"

dream……

Giving up on dreams and facing the cold reality requires genuine courage.

But after seeing this bloody reality, do you still have the courage to rekindle your original dream?

The whispers of the true dragon echoed like thunder deep within her soul.

See it clearly, bear it, and walk your path in this reality.

Facing reality and pursuing dreams are not mutually exclusive.

This brutal battlefield is the real stage of her dreams!
This cold reality needs to be faced!
The blood debt owed by the father must be repaid!
The loyalty and passion of our partners deserve our protection and response!
Her only weapon in response was her voice! Her rock and roll!

Her path is not in the clouds, nor is it a gift from God!

Her stage is right here in this mud and blood!
Her audience consists of these poison-type spirits who are fighting for her!
Her rock music is inherently a wild and "poisonous" cry!
What is like poison to ordinary people is like a clear spring in the ears of those poison-type elves!

Only her rock music can be understood by these songs! Only they can bear the weight of her music! And only these songs are worth playing with her life!
Poison plays the stage, poison plays my life! ! !
Without a trace of confusion in his eyes, Homiga's right hand suddenly reached behind him and grabbed the broken wooden guitar with unwavering determination and speed!
The cold touch of the strings instantly awakens a dormant wildness!

With her five fingers gripping the guitar neck like iron clamps, she swiftly and decisively swung the heavy guitar from behind her to in front of her!

Her damp, white braids swung wildly, shaking off the cold rain.

“Zheng——!!!”

A piercing string note, like the roar of a wounded beast, tore through all the noise in the warehouse!
Gunshots, explosions, and roars all froze for a moment at this wild, plucked string!
Time seemed to have been forcibly paused.

All eyes were once again focused on the white-haired figure clutching a guitar in the center of the blood-soaked ruins.

Carbin frowned, his eyes sharp as an eagle's.

"Uz! What is she doing? Pulling out a guitar at a time like this?!"

Her tone was full of doubt; she couldn't understand what this white-haired man was trying to do at all.

The handsome man's old face was scrunched up, full of confusion and anxiety.

"Hey buddy, this girl... has she gone crazy again? Isn't she just coming back to die?"

He instinctively reached for his waist, but didn't know which gun to grip.

Akromah pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting the pale moonlight filtering through the warehouse roof.

"It's that same nonsensical trick again, what a waste of time!"

At this moment, only Mo Zhen, with his back against the oil drum and his eyes closed, had already begun to enjoy himself.

"The show's about to begin! Come on, my dear rock star, I've got the finest champagne ready for you!"

Countless eyes fell on her.

Those gazes held doubt, mockery, contempt, and malice...

But now, Homiga doesn't care about any opinions!

All she could see were her comrades lying in pools of blood, the ever-present crimson stain on her father's chest, and the cold reality that needed to be torn apart by her voice!
She suddenly lowered her head, her left hand fingers pressing down on the cold strings with a resolute and ruthless force!

His right hand was raised high, as if to pour in all the trampled passion and the true power forged by thunder!

Then, with a will to tear everything apart, it swept down fiercely!
“DOGARS—Dogras!!!”

The heart-wrenching scream was like the roar of a wild beast.

When Homiga let out that hoarse roar, he was immediately met with a barrage of taunts from the Poison Smoke team!

Tom imitated a dog's bark in the crowd, screeching sarcastically, "Woof woof woof! Hahahaha, isn't that still a dog barking?"

Jerry covered his ears and yelled, "Oh my god, this noise! ​​Stop it! It's complete ear-polluting garbage!"

Dick waved his arms and shouted, "Trash belongs in the junkyard! Don't embarrass yourself here!"

Luffy made an obscene gesture and laughed wildly, "Hehehe, I'm going to pop some champagne!"

Even Thomson from Mo Zhen's side couldn't help but complain: "This rock music is not for human ears! The purity of the music is not even one ten-thousandth of my rap!"

The most insidious one is Akamalo, he said bluntly.

"I think you really have a talent for barking like a dog. I'm getting a little interested in you now. I really want to lock you up and see if there's any reproductive barrier between you and a Growlithe..."

Faced with these blatant humiliations, Homiga's heart felt as if it were encased in ice, yet scorched by the magma within.

Giving up is easy, and sinking into despair is effortless, but to rekindle a shattered dream and make it resound again amidst ridicule and bloodshed—that takes a hundred times the courage to give up!
This is the true power that Zekrom gave her—to see through the darkness, bear the burden, and still choose to ignite that light!
At this moment, Homiga unleashed an aura of "mega-voltage," rendering any doubts, insults, or ridicule unable to interfere with her performance!

Amidst endless ridicule and denial, Homiga exerted all his strength, condensing all the "poison" and "truth" into an electronic battle cry that pierced the soul and tore through the rain curtain.

"D——" The first note was like the roar of a suppressed volcano bursting through the earth's crust!

"O——" The note became even more piercing and sharp! It was a accusation filled with endless grief and indignation!

The note "G" fell heavily, like a giant hammer crashing down!
"A—" The note suddenly soared! A wild, unrestrained release of madness!
"R—" The note was like a venomous snake's tongue! A chilling, deadly hiss!
"S—" The final note exploded like thunder before its final note! A brief, violent declaration of ending!

All the notes came together and transformed into a thunderous, explosive sound wave!
"Dogars!!! (Poison gas)"

This is no longer just dog barking to please the audience!
It's about vindicating ourselves! Vindicating our friends! Vindicating the never-extinguished spirit of rock and roll!
This is the ultimate declaration of toxic rock! This is her declaration of rekindling her dreams with unparalleled courage!

Om-! ! !
The guitar amplifier unleashed an unprecedentedly violent roar!
A shockwave, as substantial as a nuclear explosion, erupted from Homiga's center, sweeping across the entire warehouse!
The gas bomb, its purple light fading in the scrap heap, trembled violently, just like the dying centipede elder from years ago!

His tiny eyes suddenly opened, and the faint purple light deep within his pupils burst into flames like gasoline!

The centipede king, convulsing from the electric current, stops trembling!

The familiar, wild rhythm is like a war drum that awakens its life force, and the scarlet compound eyes burst with terrifying, ferocious light!

The strangulation struck the groaning dust mountain, and its whimpering stopped abruptly!

The guitar strings that were part of its growl were amplified infinitely in Homiga's frenzied playing, bursting out with a roar that shook the earth!
All rise! ! !

The moment the rock music started, all the Poison-type Pokémon on the field burst forth with amazing vitality, fully reviving!

Meanwhile, Arbok and Dracovish, who were besieging Dust Mountain, were the first to be hit. The violent sonic waves and soul poison caused them to be in chaos and pain instantly!

Arbok twists and rolls, while Dracovish covers its head with its giant pincers and attacks in a deformed form.

The electric beast, releasing its current, was in a frenzy of chaotic electricity. It stared in astonishment at the centipede king, whose aura was surging, and fear appeared in its eyes for the first time.

Homiga stood amidst the blood-soaked ruins, his white hair, soaked through, danced wildly, gripping his guitar as if it were a spear of thunder!

Poison plays the stage, poison plays my life!
The stage is the battlefield! My life is the battle song!
The toxic rock queen of Liyong City has been reborn in the darkest purgatory!
(End of this chapter)