Ditto doesn't move

Come!!!

My own divine skill!!!

I have gained enthusiastic companions, lofty dreams, and the courage to move forward.

Even if I were to meet that naive and clueless version of myself from the past, I would definitely be able to say with certainty that I have no regrets.

As for parting, let's talk about that when we part.

I don't want it to end yet, champion.

This unwavering feeling, this greedy desire, will surely reach you.

Physical aging is not terrible, nor is limb loss an obstacle.

With unwavering resolve... we will fight on without end!

Get moving, my body!

Power, I fucking command you to come out!

Walking slowly, jogging, sprinting, charging, leaping.

The purple flames were finally reignited.

Compared to that invincible Heavenly Dragon Meteor, this meteor flying in reverse is so insignificant.

But a new fire has been lit.

That damn life is turning at 20,000 horsepower!!!

A vortex of fire!!!

Morning flowers! ! !

P.S.: As you all probably know, the reason my book has gained traction is largely thanks to a senior author who gave it a recommendation.

I'll also be recommending some books by friends who are new to the field, hoping to offer some help to fellow authors who are also struggling.

However, there's no need to force anyone; it's up to each person to choose whether or not to watch it based on their own preferences.

The Shepherd Girl Doesn't Die in a Mysterious World

Synopsis: When did the world start to seem different?

One day, when Mel opened her eyes, she sensed that the world she knew so well seemed to have changed—

Red Moon, Arcane Arts, Secret Gatherings, Ancient Gods, Shepherds...

Ancient esoteric practitioners operated behind the scenes of reality, lurking in the long river of ancient history.

When the stars return to their places, their daily pretenses are ripped off, and they eagerly step onto the stage to announce their existence and demonstrate their power to the world.

Chosen by the gods, Mel became a shepherd.

Those who died because of her will become her flock, at her beck and call, and will never betray her.

Fate played a cruel trick on her, and her peaceful daily life was taken away, leaving behind only an extraordinary path from which there was no turning back.

And so, for everything he cherished, the story of a shepherd began...

Volume 2: The Grand Alliance Chapter 141: No Fire, No Road?

Looking up at the shooting star flying in reverse, Cynthia wiped her eyes, unsure of what to do.

I have felt your sincerity.

She was once just like Shinji at the beginning, obsessed with becoming stronger and winning.

It wasn't until she unearthed the legends of Sinnoh mythology and understood what was recorded on the ancient stone tablets that she was able to break free from her constraints, embark on her journey again, and eventually become the champion.

Life encounters other life forms, creating entirely new possibilities.

This is the advice recorded in the ancient sacred inscriptions.

I've learned something new from Pokémon.

Mega Evolution is such a magical evolutionary process that, once completed, unites the Pokémon and its trainer in mind and body.

She could feel everything that Garchomp was feeling right now.

She can understand the same things that Garchomp has now grasped.

Amidst the overwhelming energy torrent of the Heavenly Dragon Meteor, in a single, earth-shattering strike combining multiple techniques such as Dragon God's Dive, Dragon Star Cluster, Reverse Scale, and Wide-Area Destruction...

That faint and inconspicuous backward-flying meteor is putting up a tenacious and persistent resistance.

The aftereffects of using that terrible move still linger on the Duckbill Firebeast.

It has indeed burned out, becoming a Fire-type Pokémon without fire.

Yet it did indeed ignite a new flame.

The rekindled flames, without a trace of fire-attribute energy, were entirely their own.

What is burning right now? What is fighting against the Heavenly Dragon Meteor?

Is it a burning soul? A yearning heart? Or an unwavering resolve?

Or perhaps, it was a life that was already on the verge of collapse?

Cynthia, who was of one mind with Garchomp, had already sensed it...

Although the flames were intense, mythical, and tenacious, they were still too weak because they were newly born.

A strange premonition welled up in my heart.

Just like Mom and Dad waving goodbye to go out and do research, just like Grandpa lying alone in his chair saying he wanted to sleep a little longer, just like Grandma coughing frequently in the middle of the night lately.

The countdown to death was already ticking in my ears.

How could one not feel fear when faced with such a premonition?

But beyond that fear was also the intense feeling that I had just learned.

In losing, you also gain.

So this time, I will keep my eyes on you and I will never look away!

but……

Please! Don't fall here!

Didn't you already make it very clear?

You don't want it to end yet!!!

How could I fall here? How could I fall here?!

Even the trainers who were on their way here and couldn't help but stop to watch the amazing scene also noticed it.

That tiny purple meteor was about to be swallowed up by the dragon-shaped energy surging in like a tidal wave.

"Victory or defeat is no longer the key point; when the flame is lost and then rekindled, it has already fulfilled its dream."

Xia Ming, the Martial God, thought to himself:

"They've done a great job, and it's almost time for me to make my move. How can I let my hard-earned subordinates fall at the last moment of our dream?"

"But you! Even I can't help but hope, like I'm looking forward to the Mosquito Coil Frog, that you can shatter even that earth-shattering attack!"

"In this way, no one will dare to question it anymore."

"But where can you find the firewood that will help you finish your final performance on this dazzling stage, now that you have turned everything you have into fuel?"

Even Xia Ming, the Martial God with extraordinary wisdom and a complete cultivation level, could not know.

Until he noticed some changes in the sky, his extraordinary physical abilities, granted by his Pokémon body, allowed him to see those changes.

Even the emperor, after a moment of slight astonishment, burst into hearty laughter.

Ah, that’s it.

Even I overlooked that tiny, almost imperceptible possibility.

What are the possibilities?

Melemele Island has an island guardian deity.

Or rather, on the four islands of Alola, as long as the island guardians are willing, nothing can escape their perception.

Just as when they advised King Hara of the islands, how could the guardian deities not witness such an earth-shattering battle firsthand?

But they did not show up.

What appeared in the fierce clash of energy torrents was...

A stone slab.

It just stood there quietly, and if you didn't look closely, you might mistake it for a bird.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and the duck-billed fire beast looked at the stone slab that had suddenly appeared.

It is entirely crimson red and as smooth as jade.

At the same time, the stone slab moved closer to the duck-billed fire beast and sucked in a spark.

You have created an unknown flame.

Your name is recorded on the stone slab.

Are you willing to take on the responsibility of protecting?

It didn't seem to be manipulated by someone, but rather as if the rules of the stone slab itself had been violated, resulting in this feedback.

The duck-billed firebeast paused for a moment, then smiled.

So, this is how the legendary Pokémon came about?

I learned about some new and interesting things.

Isn't the answer obvious?

Even without me, there will be other Pokémon that can do the same thing in the future, right?

Sharing is the only way to create a brighter future.

The emperor had already taught us this.

The stone slab remained still for a moment, then vanished into thin air, returning to the lake where it had been cast at the beginning of creation.

But even if the exclusive right is relinquished...

As the creator, the Duck-billed Fire Beast could already sense a new and unique fire-attribute energy spreading through the air.

The firewood has arrived.

"This world is so kind."

The duckbill firebeast thought so.

Without fire, how can there be no road?

With extraordinary faith and determination, the world will acknowledge and respond to you.

This is the new flame I created with my own hands.

On the forehead of the duck-billed fire beast, a mark resembling a flame appeared, just like on the stone slab.

Battle markings have appeared.

It's time to decide the winner.

In the blink of an eye, the meteor, which had been flickering like a damp match, broke free from its adversity and myth, pushing itself to a stronger, more powerful, and more domineering realm!

The newborn flame is blooming, and the last deficiency of insufficient energy has been replenished.

Dragon! You shall fall to the hand of this insect!

Morning flowers! ! !

…………

During the Supreme Alliance's video conference.

Professor Oak, whose hair was nearing gray, stretched lazily: