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Chapter 175 The Flame of Vengeance - Reshiram (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)

Warehouse No. 7 has been completely turned into a living hell.

The ear-piercing roars, the violent energy surges, and the sounds of containers shattering mingled together, creating a symphony of despair.

Whether it was the traitors from the Quick Gun team, the remaining thugs from the Poison Smoke team, or Mo Zhen's side, they were all horrified to discover that the Poké Balls on their waists had lost their power and they could not retrieve their Pokémon!
An invisible force originating from Meng Ziyan, like the most resilient spider web, completely severed their connection with the elves!
"No! My superhuman strength! Come back!"

"Oh, fuck! Speaker Cricket! Respond to me!"

"Damn it! There's something wrong with this smoke! The elf has gone out of control!"

The desperate cries were drowned out by an even more terrifying roar.

The elves, having inhaled excessive amounts of Dream Smoke, were filled with a chaotic pinkish-purple light, and completely lost their reason.

The gas bomb spun wildly, spewing out toxic fumes several times denser than usual, carrying corrosive energy; the dust mountain rumbled, its enormous arm carrying raging dream power, each slam causing the earth to tremble; the centipede king transformed into a deadly purple lightning bolt, splattering venom everywhere, corroding even steel in its path!

Under the extreme catalysis of the power of dreams, their power was forcibly elevated to a terrifying level, and their destructive power increased exponentially!

Indiscriminate attacks swept across the entire area, targeting everything from former trainers and other Pokémon to even the structure of the warehouse itself!
"It's over...it's over! My gun is ruined again! I've been punished by the gods!"

Gongping was on the verge of tears, realizing he had failed again at a crucial moment.

Double-Gun Maru Ashui was staring at him with resentful eyes, as if he knew all along that this idiot would ruin his gun, and now everyone was without a gun.

"Damn it! There are too many!"

The handsome man, carrying the unconscious Homiga, awkwardly dodged a piece of container debris blown up by the dust mountain, his face pale.

“Gugua——”

A vicious frog blocked his way, its venom sac bulging, and with a single poisonous strike, it sent fragments of the container flying.

This usually lazy purple-skinned toad didn't let me down at the crucial moment and actually withstood Meng Ziyan's test.

Just then, a faint yet remarkably firm electronic sound pierced through the chaotic noise!
"Zzz—buzz—!"

Homika had somehow managed to stand up; her face was still streaked with tears and she looked weak, but her eyes burned with a resolute light.

She staggered towards a pile of performance equipment ruins in the corner of the warehouse, and struggled to pull out a spare electric guitar covered in dust and with a bent neck!

"Everyone... wake up—!!!"

She roared, using all her strength, her five fingers scraping fiercely across the strings!

"Zheng—Buzz—!!!"

Intertwined Lightning - Echoes

A violent wave of electrical sound, carrying intense interference noise yet containing an indomitable will, spread out suddenly like an invisible shockwave!
This voice was far less pure than her peak power, filled with crackling and noise, yet it carried a tragic intensity of being reborn from the brink of death!

Wherever the sound waves reached, the Poison-type Pokémon controlled by Meng Ziyan suddenly froze!
A chaotic, pinkish-purple light flickered and struggled violently in their eyes!
The primal resonance that Homiga had long etched in their hearts with rock and roll was forcibly ignited for a moment like a candle flickering in the wind under the stimulation of this desperate electronic music!
"gas……"

"Dissolve..."

A few Poison-type Pokémon with slightly stronger wills briefly regained their clarity of mind, emitting confused and painful hisses.

They instinctively changed direction, using their bodies or residual venom to barely block the deadly attacks from several berserk elves aimed at Homiga!

But this resistance was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!

"Roar--!"

A rogue crocodile with bloodshot eyes, empowered by the power of dreams, easily knocked aside several newly awakened molten beasts. Its deadly jaws opened, and it pounced on Homiga, who was playing her instrument with great effort and was completely unprepared, with a stench emanating from it!

Homiga's face turned deathly pale, but her fingers moved even faster! She couldn't stop! Stopping meant death!

She squeezed out her last bit of strength, trying to unleash an even stronger burst of electronic music!
Just as the deadly jaws were about to devour her—

"Uhhhhhhhhh-!!!"

A roar, a mixture of extreme pain and boundless rage, exploded like thunder!

It's a carbein!
She had stood up at some point. But at this moment, she was no longer the dashing Ninth District cadre.

She was surrounded by visible, high-temperature ripples that distorted the air!

The flames of revenge burned fiercely deep within her pupils, almost bursting forth!

In her hands, she gripped two M4A1 rifles that were already empty of bullets.

"Burn...everything...of the traitors!!!"

With her beast-like roar, the cold muzzle suddenly spat out two terrifying flames with a blazing white core and a dark red edge!
boom!boom!boom!boom!
That's not a bullet!
It was a torrent of flames compressed to the extreme, driven purely by the will to venge!
The moment the flamethrower left the barrel, the air was scorched and emitted a sharp explosion!
The rampaging crocodile that pounced on Homiga was the first to be hit!
The blazing white flame bullets easily pierced its tough leather armor, and terrifying burning power erupted from within!
Its massive body didn't even have time to let out a scream before it was incinerated in mid-air into a twisted, charred mess that fell to the ground emitting blue smoke!

Carbin descended like a vengeful goddess, his twin pistols spewing karmic fire that could incinerate everything!
Wherever the fire bullets swept, whether it was a berserk elf, a traitorous quick-draw squad member, or even a steel container, they were all instantly melted and burned!
Swarms of enemies turned to ashes like wheat being harvested by a sickle, amidst their pitiful screams!
Wherever she went, she left behind only scorched earth and a pungent smell of burning!

However, this power comes at a price!
With each shot fired, Carbin's body trembled violently.

Her exposed skin began to turn an unnatural crimson, and the blazing white flames seemed to be burning her soul as well!

Her eyes were sometimes clear and filled with pain; at other times they were consumed by a more violent flame of revenge, leaving only a pure desire for destruction!

The flames surrounding her grew increasingly unstable, like countless wildly dancing fire serpents, greedily licking at her will, trying to drag her into the abyss of destruction!

Inside a secret office in Shuanglong City.

The massive one-way floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall silently overlooked the chaotic flames and plumes of smoke rising from the direction of Warehouse No. 7.

The blond man—or rather, Mewtwo—is currently observing the battlefield through some kind of telepathic projection.

His icy blue eyes precisely captured the image of Carbin spewing flames of extinguishing fire amidst the warehouse ruins.

Mewtwo's deep voice echoed in the empty room, carrying a hint of barely suppressed excitement.

"Reshiram's flames have been ignited..."

He stroked an ancient book discovered during an archaeological excavation with his long, slender fingers and spoke slowly.

"The legend was right after all. The ideal of the people of the United States is Reshiram's fuel. The first test subject alone has successfully ignited the prototype of 'Turbine Flame'... Although the form is primitive and unstable, the direction is absolutely correct."

His gaze pierced through space, as if he saw the foundation of some grand blueprint being poured.

"It seems that the laws of victory are smiling upon me."

Liyong City, Witch's Cafe.

By the window, an elegant blonde woman gently put down her coffee cup.

Zhu Lan did not look towards the port, but instead slightly furrowed her delicate brows, as if she sensed a violent fluctuation of some invisible force.

A hint of displeasure flashed in her clear eyes, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

"To forcibly ignite the flames of 'ideals' in this way? How foolish. Looks like someone who knows nothing. Anger, revenge, pure destructive desire... This is not the ideal that Reshiram seeks to propel the world forward." She picked up her coffee, her gaze seemingly piercing through the cozy decor of the café to see the horrific scene of the city engulfed in flames.

"This flame... is too violent, too obsessive. It doesn't burn the path to the future, but rather a karmic fire that leads everything astray and to destruction. In the end, it will only devour those who ignited it and everything it touches. It's a pity that this cannot truly awaken Reshiram. Doing so is a waste of a key that can unlock the Light Stone..."

Her prophecy carried a hint of pity.

As if confirming Zhu Lan's words, the flames on Carbin's body went completely out of control!
"Die! All of you, die—!!!"

She let out a superhuman roar, the light of reason in her eyes completely consumed by the crimson flames of vengeance!

The blazing white flames erupted like an out-of-control volcano, no longer distinguishing between friend and foe. The raging fire bullets, like an out-of-control metal storm, swept wildly in all directions!

A streak of bright white fire grazed Homiga's cheek, the scorching heat making her cheek sting!

Even worse, several streams of fire were indiscriminately shooting at the unconscious Thomson and several wounded soldiers from the Ninth District!

"Carbin! Stop!!"

Homiga's eyes widened in horror! She saw the pure destruction in Cabin's eyes and knew that she was being completely consumed by the flames she had ignited!

At the critical moment, Homiga unleashed her last bit of strength. She leaped high into the air, gripped the spare electric guitar tightly with both hands, and swung it with all her might, as if swinging a heavy warhammer.

"Wake up—!!!"

boom--! ! !
A heavy muffled sound!

The bent piano body, carrying tremendous kinetic energy, slammed hard into Cabin's neck!

Carbin's frenzied actions came to an abrupt halt.

The flames raging around her suddenly stopped, and the crimson in her eyes receded rapidly like a tide, replaced by a blank, bewildered look.

Immediately afterwards, her body went limp and she fell straight forward, the flames on her body quickly dimming and receding.

Homiga collapsed to his knees, exhausted, panting heavily, his eyes filled with complex emotions as he looked at the unconscious Cabin.

The crisis for Cabin has been temporarily averted.

But the bigger crisis has not disappeared!
Without the terrifying firepower of Cabin that could incinerate everything, the remaining berserk elves and traitors around them, like demons freed from their shackles, roared and surrounded them again from all directions with even more ferocious killing intent!
The chaotic pinkish-purple light in their eyes intensified, and the catalysis of dream power seemed to have boosted their strength even further!
Homiga, the handsome man, the incapacitated elves, the unconscious Carbin and the wounded... were completely exposed to the fangs of death!

Despair, like a cold, giant hand, gripped the throat of every survivor!

Meanwhile, on another level of consciousness, there exists a completely different world.

Here, the sun shines brightly, the grass is lush and green, and the air is filled with the fragrance of victory and warm adoration.

Countless Pokémon of various forms—Charmander, Squirtle, Bulbasaur, Pidgey, Rattata…and even a few Snorlax.

They huddled together, gazing up at the central figure, which resembled a can of yellow peaches, with utmost reverence and gratitude.

Xiao Huolong stood on the stage piled high with flowers and applause. His scars had vanished without a trace, his skin shone with a healthy and confident glow, and his physique seemed to have grown even more imposing.

Beside it, Little Fairy Doctor was weaving a wreath for it with vines.

"Xiao Huolong, you are my hero! You saved everyone!"

Standing before it, Old Chi wore a smile of immense satisfaction and pride, giving it his signature thumbs-up.

[Xiao Huolong, you're amazing! You truly deserve to be my personal disciple. We were all saved thanks to you!]

"Hehehe! Not at all! It's what I should do!"

Xiao Huolong was overwhelmed by this supreme honor and Elder Chi's affirmation, scratching his head, grinning, and letting out his signature Tang laugh.

It felt like it was the center of the world, the true Unova Superman! Saving the world? A piece of cake!

Just then, an untimely, mocking voice abruptly broke in.

"Hey, great hero, United Superman, done playing around? The fire's raging outside, everyone's waiting for you to save the day!"

Xiao Huolong's smug laughter stopped abruptly, as if he had been choked.

It suddenly turned its head and saw that Mo Zhen had appeared at the edge of this dreamlike scene at some point, with his arms crossed and a familiar smile on his face that was both cynical and seemingly all-knowing.

"Oh?!" (Down syndrome trill)

Xiao Huolong was stunned for a moment, but almost as a reflex, a sense of trust and responsibility formed from countless battles fought side by side instantly overwhelmed the illusory glory.

Its silly grin vanished quickly, and its eyes suddenly became incredibly resolute and clear, as if a warrior had heard the bugle call to charge.

"Understood! Let's go! They need me!"

His tone was resolute, full of unwavering commitment.

Seeing its decisive reaction, Mo Zhen's eyes flashed with an extremely complex emotion, and its cynical smile seemed to fade for a moment.

He pointed to the warm and beautiful scene behind Xiao Huolong, his voice unusually low.

"Won't you take another look at them? If you leave now, you might never see them again."

Xiao Huolong's body stiffened abruptly!
Its gaze swept over the elves who looked at it with adoration, over the gentle Little Fairy Doctor, and finally settled on Old Chi's proudly smiling face.

That smile was the source of its motivation to persevere through countless trials, and the most precious treasure in its heart.

One day, even the heavens will be shattered by your flames!

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

It took a deep breath, as if to etch all this beauty into the depths of its soul.

Then, it resolutely turned back.

"Okay! I've taken a look! Let's go! Everyone... needs me!"

Mo Zhen looked at it, opened its mouth as if to say something.

He wanted to tell the canned peaches how cruel what was about to happen would be for them.

But in the end, all the words turned into a barely audible sigh.

He didn't say anything more, he just nodded heavily.

"it is good."

"let's go."

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Next chapter, the final battle

(End of this chapter)