In the game: I stole Groudon at the start.

Gang fights are so much fun!

Evil Hoopa gritted his teeth and led the four legendary creatures to meet them head-on. Escape was out of the question!

Absolutely impossible! Ionia will never perish!

……

Desert Tower.

"It's finally done!"

The golden light in his hand slowly dimmed, and Balzac breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appearing on his face as he looked at the intact Jar of Punishment.

It was at this moment that Deoxys II suddenly appeared.

"Deoxys, please take us to Bakura!" Balza said to Deoxys in a deep voice.

The campfire glanced at Deoxys II; although its eyes looked somewhat tired, it didn't seem to have any wounds on its body...

This made Serena, who was watching closely, secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

If that's the case, then Bakura should be fine too.

……

It was already close to dusk, but in a certain desert, due to its unique characteristics...

One side was bathed in intense sunlight, while the other was torrentially raining.

Balza and his companions, who had been teleported back to the boy by Deoxys, subconsciously glanced around.

"Sigh~"

Almost simultaneously, everyone's pupils constricted and they gasped.

The earth was shattered and riddled with craters, a testament to the fierce battle that had taken place here.

It's fortunate that it was in the desert; if it were in a city...

Balzac couldn't imagine what could remain of this desolate land, this desert city.

And looking ahead...

"Um...is that...Yveltal?"

Serena pointed to the half-dead, languid, dark red giant bird hanging upside down on a giant magma sword not far away, blinked, and asked in confusion.

As a native of the Carlos region, Serena had some impression of the legendary Yveltal.

But... something seems a bit off...

"I think... right?"

Balza wiped the cold sweat from his brow and replied uncertainly.

"And that one... I think it's Ho-Oh from Kanto?" Serena pointed to another half-dead, disheveled turkey.

"This...Dialga?"

The campfire looked out and saw a huge, dark blue dinosaur-shaped elf lying on the ground in the distance, its limbs outstretched and its eyes unfocused. It blinked.

"That one! I know that green dragon, it's Rayquaza!"

"And over there... isn't that Kyurem from Unova?"

"That big blue whale is so much fun! It's lying on its back blowing bubbles!"

"No...that's Kyogre...it's in shock because it's blowing bubbles, isn't it?"

The campfire's last, kind words of advice drifted over.

Balzac looked around, bewildered, at the numerous legends and miscellaneous stories of the corpses lying on the ground.

What exactly happened here?

Why are there so many stories of people failing?

Hoopa, are you guys playing this big?

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Chapter 253 Life Lessons Learned from Not Being Able to Fly (Seeking Full Subscription)

"It looks so tragic..."

In the sky, Balzac and the others, who were being controlled by Deoxys's psychic powers and flying through the air, stared in astonishment at the ground. The shattered sand was one thing, but every so often, a heavily wounded legendary creature could be seen.

That's absolutely terrifying!

It's hard to imagine what the battles that took place here before were like.

"I hope Bakura-nii is alright..."

Serena's eyes swept over Giratina, who was lying motionless below, and she murmured to herself.

Speaking of which, she had previously expressed envy, saying that she had never encountered or met any of the legendary encounters.

Surprisingly, in such a short time, we've already seen figures approaching double digits...

Ahem, although the current appearance of these legendary Pokémon is completely different from what she envisioned...

"I see it! It's right ahead!"

At that moment, Balzac's voice startled the three women, who were somewhat dazed.

Turning my head, I saw several figures in my line of sight.

The evil Hoopa, who had previously brought them immense oppression and despair, was now covered in wounds.

Beside the evil Hoopa was Palkia, the only one who hadn't fallen yet!

On their opposite side, number 14, are Black Rayquaza, Zacian the Sword King, Mew, Deoxys, and Primal Groudon on the ground!

As for the other legends...

They've already failed miserably...

"Disappear! Disappear!"

Having endured another attack from Zacian, the King of Swords, the evil Hoopa gasped for breath, yet his resentful and furious roars still echoed.

"This guy's obsession runs too deep."

Watching Palkia struggling to defend itself against Mew and Deoxys's attacks, Bakura shifted his gaze to the evil Hoopa and couldn't help but frown.

After fighting all afternoon, in such an intense fighting environment, even the legendary stamina is starting to give out.

But the evil Hoopa's spirit remained so high, or rather, its resentment and hatred ran deep!

Black Sky, who was waiting for the legend to fight to the very end, was already panting heavily.

After all, constantly being on edge while fighting against a legendary opponent of the same level is an extremely energy-consuming activity.

Moreover, unleashing a special move consumes stamina, and one will also suffer attacks from the opponent during battle, so it is impossible to always guarantee that one will not get injured.

"Disappear!"

A surge of powerful black energy condensed on the chest of the evil Hoopa, and a dark, malevolent wave struck the Sword King, Sora.

Sword King Zacian was sent flying with a pained expression. He swayed and tumbled several times before managing to maintain his balance and avoid falling.

The evil Hoopa is no longer as adept at manipulating the golden rings as he was at the beginning; otherwise, the battle would be even more difficult.

Just as the evil Hoopa was about to attack again, a beam of red light suddenly struck it, instantly enveloping its entire body.

The evil Hoopa's expression changed, and he struggled desperately, trying to resist.

"We've finally arrived."

Upon seeing this, Bakura instinctively turned his head to look, and sure enough, it was Balza and his group.

Bakura's expression relaxed. To be honest, he was quite tired at the moment, even though he had heard that the battle was very exciting and stimulating.

But now that it was almost over, he was also very tired.

At that moment, Balzah solemnly held up the already opened Judgment Jar, aiming it at the evil Hoopa.

"Ahhhh!"

A bloodcurdling scream rang out as the enormous body of the evil Hoopa was completely transformed into a stream of black energy, which was absorbed into the Jar of Punishment.

The Jar of Punishment trembled incessantly, and Balzac, feeling the evil thoughts beginning to invade his mind again, hurriedly released the Jar of Punishment.

The Judgment Jar fell straight down from the sky and crashed onto the desert.

Fortunately, the sand wasn't too hard, and Balzac had reinforced the Jar of Punishment when he repaired it, so it didn't break again.

The evil Hoopa was sealed away once again, and the red light in Palkia's eyes, the only one still fighting at this moment, slowly faded, and he regained his senses.

After looking around, Palkia glanced at Mew and Deoxys, who were attacking again, and quickly chirped twice to indicate that it no longer wanted to fight.

It's not that it's afraid.

Palukia looked at the cracked gem on her shoulder with heartache.

What the hell is going on? What kind of undeserved disaster have I suffered?

Previously, Palkia's mind was merely consumed by resentment, but in reality, he remained fully conscious.

The evil Hoopa's resentment only made them more violent and unscrupulous.

So Palkia knew it was its own fault and didn't blame Mew and the others.

"Phew~ It's finally over."

Bakura breathed a sigh of relief; the evil Hoopa had been sealed away once more, and that was about it.

"Are you alright, Lord Bakura?"

"Thank you for your hard work, Bakura-nii. Are you alright?"

"Thanks to you, Bakura."

The four campfires were also controlled by Deoxys and flew to Bakura's front, where they started talking one after another.