This elf world is a bit strange

Arceus did not directly answer Firion's question, but looked at him meaningfully.

[All outsiders who are not accepted will leave in the near future, it is just a matter of time, unless they have the power to resist the rules of time and space. ]

The figure of the man in black flashed through Firio's mind. Arceus' words were suggestive, making him subconsciously think of this unknown powerful enemy who was both powerful and calculating.

[You are not among these people. You are both an outsider and a native of this world. You are free. Even... freer than me.]

A sharp gaze that went straight to the heart shot out from Arceus' eyes. After a long period of preparation, the real purpose was finally revealed.

"...I understand, Arceus. So you asked me to come here specifically because you want me to do something related to time and space for you, right?"

As the saying goes, one can know the meaning of a song by listening to it. Firion understood Arceus' intention and bowed respectfully. It was clearly a question, but his tone was particularly firm.

[Yes, I need your help. There are also things I don’t know, especially things that have already happened on the same timeline.]

Arceus did not shy away from the fact that even though he was the God of Creation, he was not omnipotent, and responded frankly.

There are countless of it in countless worlds, each one is a clone and also the original body, each one is different from each other, and because of the loss of creation, it is impossible for them to merge into one.

It can know a lot, but it is impossible for it to know everything in the world. That is why it needs real helpers.

The front paw was raised again, and another small point of light bounced up and down, and this time, it landed on Firion's forehead.

Golden light burst out, and a string of memories from ancient times poured into Firion's mind like a gurgling stream.

Flashing lightning, falling boulders, blazing flames... and the destruction brought about by an angry god.

【Midina】

A familiar yet unfamiliar name appeared before his eyes, carrying with it the anger, sadness and confusion of a god.

[I need you to go to this time and space, find out what happened at that time for me, and find out the truth. ]

For the first time, Arceus' voice took on a distinct emotional tone.

Even in its rage, it was unwilling to believe that the person with the super-power it had blessed would betray it.

The memory of betrayal was like a thorn that pierced deeply into its heart, making it want to find out the truth no matter what.

After revealing all his memories before he fell asleep, Arceus looked at Firion quietly, waiting for his answer.

"Even though you said I was special, I still really want to know why it was me."

Firion neither agreed nor refused, but looked at Arceus curiously.

"Logically speaking, the guardian in the Mitina ruins who still possesses super powers after so many years, and the boy in Pallet Town who was blessed by the Phoenix King, are more suitable candidates than me. Or, what about your own son who was sent back to ancient Sinnoh?"

[You really do know a lot, like you can predict the future, even though your superpowers don’t include predictive abilities.]

Arceus showed no surprise, but was not annoyed by Firion's non-answer and teasing. He just stepped lightly on the floor.

"Swish"

The white light around dimmed, time and space began to collapse, and the Hall of Origin turned into nothingness.

In the endless chaos and darkness, a ray of light lit up in a distant place.

Next came the red chains dancing like dragons and the miserable dragon.

Although the tall and straight figure was shaky, it stood straight on the dragon's back, refusing to budge an inch.

What appeared before the two people was the story that happened not long ago.

[You are indeed an outlier, but you are also a part of this world, and... an important and inseparable part of this world full of special features. ]

The darkness and chaos disappeared in an instant, and the pure Hall of Origin returned again, bringing warmth and freshness.

With a clear yet distant picture, Arceus answered Firion's confusion and satisfied his curiosity.

And deep down in his heart, this creator who always stands at the highest point also hides another reason.

Rather than passively waiting and accepting fate, it would rather take the initiative and look for that unusual possibility after seeing a solution.

Perhaps, in countless parallel worlds, it is also the unique and special Arceus.

Countless coincidences have created this world and the current cause and effect.

Firion, who has almost no space-time repulsion and can even maintain the people around him, is an extremely suitable candidate and the only candidate in Arceus' mind.

After all, it didn't want to fight with those three dragon gods who were not very smart.

Although it's effortless, it's still a bit ugly.

Arceus is also very proud.

His emotions fluctuated unconsciously, and his expression was out of control after tens of millions of years of loneliness.

At this moment, it no longer seems like an omnipotent great creator, but rather has more of the temperament of an ordinary life.

With a tacit understanding, Firion understood Arceus' intention.

Nodding slightly, he smiled and said, "If that's the reason, then I'm willing to help. What time do you want to leave?"

【Aren't you going to ask me for my reward? 】

Arceus was a little curious. According to his understanding of human values, throughout history, people should be paid for doing things for others.

Except for the idiot who saved him and asked for nothing in return.

It hated that unforgettable betrayal, but it still hasn't forgotten it.

As the creator of the world and civilization, it has witnessed countless rises and falls, and also respects the rules of its creations.

Because it is the embodiment of rules.

"Reward? Hmm... let me think about it."

Firion pondered for a long time, and then his eyes lit up.

"I don't have anything I must get, and I don't have any urgent need to obtain it with the help of external forces. If I have to say something, then I hope to form a relationship. What do you think?"

[Fate? Do you believe in such a thing? ]

Firion's answer took Arceus by surprise.

"Why don't you believe it?"

Pointing at Mewtwo and Darkrai behind him, Firion's question seemed natural.

"Arceus, the boundary between humans and gods is not as clear as you think. This is what I always believe. So if you want to reward me with something, this is it."

[…I see.]

Arceus seemed to be thinking about something, and then he stepped lightly without making any comment, and the still time began to flow again.

"Swish"

The moment Nancy and Korne regained their ability to move, the invisible power of rules banished Mewtwo and Darkrai far away, leaving only three of them.

[In that case, then you can go. They can't go with you, but these two humans can.]

He looked deeply at Firion, and the power of creation condensed in the stone slabs surrounding him, turning into brilliant light.

The power that travels through time and space shines on Firion, and also on Nancy and Korni, who are frightened and pale by the sudden change.

They only had time to hold Firio's hands tightly before they were completely enveloped by the light.

"boom--"

Infinite light and heat burst out in an instant, and a miniature sun rose in the Hall of Origin, which was extremely brilliant and then disappeared in an instant.

Mewtwo and Darkrai, who were moved to a distant place, tried their best to catch up, but were still a step behind.

When they returned together, the three people had disappeared without a trace.

[Asshole! Where did you take him?!]

Mewtwo's teeth were grinding, and in his rage, his supernatural powers were stained a deep blue.

The super spoon, like an extension of a limb, broke through the rules of the Palace of Beginnings and condensed instantly. It was tightly held in the palm of Chaomeng's hand. With a wave of his hand, the war was about to begin.

However, the power that is no less than that of any other god seems a bit childish in front of Arceus.

Arceus had anticipated Mewtwo's attack and didn't care. He just glanced at it casually, and the stone slab behind him reappeared.

Although he paid a huge price in order to break the rules of the timeline by simulating and surpassing Dialga, he is still not comparable to any legendary Pokémon.

A colorful energy cage appeared out of thin air beside Mewtwo, and the purest attribute power turned into invisible shackles that bound its limbs and locked up its proud superpowers.

[They will be fine, they are just completing a commission from me. You can't go with them, but I allow you to wait outside. Now, you can leave.]

The power of rules re-emerged with the fluctuations of the spirit, and the struggling Mewtwo instantly turned into a point of light in the distance and disappeared.

"..."

Darkrai opened his mouth and was about to speak, but when he saw Arceus' deep eyes, everything was self-explanatory.

Another white light came, and it, having finally arrived through the reversed world, followed in Mewtwo's footsteps.

The concept of space lost its meaning at this moment, with a little bit of evil taste belonging to the Creator.

Curled up on the crystal ground, Arceus squinted his eyes and dozed off, adjusting his breathing, waiting for a fateful moment.

Whether it is judgment or salvation, even God cannot be sure and can only wait.

The Hall of Origin turned into nothingness and dissipated in the sky above the Pillar of Spear, without any trace or clue, as if it was floating outside the world.

Chapter 320 God's Blessing: The Land of Fertility Mitina

The harsh winter of Sinnoh is replaced by the warmth and vitality of spring all year round.

Although it is located between the endless mountains, the view is full of richness and peace.

The lush fruit trees are laden with fruits, the busy farmlands in the distance are planting crops that are about to be harvested, and even the wind carries a strong vitality.

The weather is good and crops can be harvested as long as they are planted. Both humans and Pokémon can be free from illness and enjoy a peaceful life.

When the light faded, the place the three people arrived at was no longer the peak of Tianguan Mountain, but a fertile land blessed by the gods, the city-state kingdom of Midina.

"This is Mitina. I heard before that the people here were destroyed because they betrayed Arceus and took possession of the treasures that Arceus lent them. I didn't expect that I would actually have the opportunity to see the world in the story."

Cornelie, who has been interested in these stories since childhood, opened her mouth slightly, full of longing for the transformation from legend to reality.

Compared with her big heart, Nancy seemed a little frightened. She looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that there was no danger, she breathed a sigh of relief and held Firio's hand tightly.

The little hands, sweating from nervousness, were cold and wet, conveying the girl's mood at the moment.

"So, Firion, why did Arceus send you here?"

Taking a deep breath, Nazi used a calm tone to hide her inner uneasiness.

By Firio's side, she became more and more accustomed to accepting and listening, waiting for his answers and strategies with trust and a dependence that she herself was not aware of.

"What's the purpose of coming here? It's over there."

He gently squeezed Nancy's hand, released the already impatient nightmare demon and Emperor Nabo, and walked to a high place, pointing at the castle standing in the mountains.

"I need to investigate for it to see if its messenger really betrayed him. If so, find out the reason. If not, find the culprit."

The mountain wind blew across the fields, rolling up waves of wheat.

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"Hey! Drink! Try harder!"

In the fields, strong men with bare upper bodies shouted meaningless work songs and worked hard.

Beside them, some Pokémon that looked slightly different from modern Pokémon, but not very obvious, responded loudly and worked hard.

In this era which is who knows how many years ago, although the form of civilization is somewhat backward and even the form of society is not fully mature, the mental state of both people and Pokémon is surprisingly good.

Here, Pokémon was still called Warcraft, there were no Poké Balls, and everything was still very primitive.

It is like the city-state of early civilization, enclosed in a small area.

Wherever I go, I always hear people marveling at the magic of the source of life and expressing their gratitude to Damos and Arceus.

Their strong bodies and high spirits silently express the prosperity of this still young ancient community.

There are only a few exceptions.

With the help of the dream demon's illusion trick, the three of them easily avoided everyone's sight, changed into single clothes, and observed around in the fields.

In a remote area close to the mountains, far away from the vast farmlands and enthusiastic farmers, there is a group of laborers dressed as slaves and their Pokémon.

Compared with the farmers, their eyes not only did not show the slightest happiness, but were instead filled with dullness and inaction.