Ash's Pokémon Travel Has Big Problems

...Xiao Zhi is now very doubtful whether his sense of smell is still normal?

...Why can you stand this smell?

...This person is definitely not normal anymore.

Compared to the disgusting Kroos, this guy is definitely scum.

But Xiaozhi only felt disgust towards him, like he would a bedbug in a sewer.

Now Ash feels he hates Marshadow even more... it's the kind of feeling where he wants to unleash a barrage of "Ora Ora Ora!" and punch him repeatedly.

Only by personally experiencing the Shadow Guide's trials can one truly understand just how disgusting this guy is.

Since it is Marcia who controls Cross.

That means everything here was done by Marcia, including what Cross called guiding the Rockets.

Without Marshall's help, could Kroos, at his level, really lead the Rockets?

Xiao Zhi thought this useless person couldn't do it.

He ordered the golden Gyarados to stop and watched the other party warily.

However, the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

A completely different, cold, dark, and enormous energy aura, like a sleeping beast awakening, suddenly erupted from Kross's body.

The thick, viscous shadow carried a chilling sense of oppression, a stark contrast to his previous superficial arrogance.

The air around Cross was slightly distorted, as if black flames were silently burning on his body.

Unaware that Ash already knew of her existence.

Marshadow chose to continue possessing Cross.

[They're here!] Ash felt a chill run down his spine.

The waveguide's perception clearly told him that the one controlling that body at this moment was no longer Cross himself.

The trials of the Rainbow Warriors have arrived in the most direct and brutal way.

If what came before was just a prelude.

Now let's officially begin.

Cross, or rather, the possessed "it," slowly turned around.

The madness and frustration that once filled those eyes have been replaced by an empty indifference.

A faint, dim candlelight could be seen burning in the pupils.

A highly incongruous, powerful, and arrogant smile spread across its lips.

"Power...this is true power!"

Cross (Marcardo) opened his arms.

The sound echoed with overlapping notes, a mixture of his own madness and an inhuman coldness.

"I can feel it!"

"An endless stream of power is surging forth!"

"I will repay that humiliation a hundredfold!"

The overwhelming sense of power completely overwhelmed Cross's remaining rationality, leaving his mind utterly malfunctioning.

Marshall's will was like the sweetest poison, making him believe that he was omnipotent at that moment.

...As for being beaten down before?

……have no idea!

...I never would have guessed!

He felt he was capable again, and more capable than ever before!

Like a sunny day.

Do not……

He's far worse than Qing Tianzhu.

Uchiha Sasuke went insane after being subjected to a series of blows.

Even this madness didn't last long.

That's a legendary stress-resistant king.

Cross's mentality is ten times worse than Sasuke Uchiha's.

Ash watched this bizarre scene and felt a nameless anger rise within him.

This damn Rainbow Warrior Trial has no clear rules, no clear evaluation criteria, and doesn't even give you a chance to talk or communicate.

So you're going to use this method of manipulating others and causing disasters directly?

What kind of trial is this?!

Ash was unaware that Entei and Suicune had been setting up the area all along.

...This is different from the anime he has seen.

"Woo-hoo!!!"

Before Ash could think any further, Cross had already swung his hand and thrown out a Poké Ball.

A flash of red light, and the Blazing Roaring Tiger and the Mane Rock Werewolf reappeared.

But this time, they are completely different.

A dense black glow, like ominous armor, enveloped them.

Their eyes turned scarlet and ferocious, and their roars became hoarse, their aura several times stronger than before!

Marshall's shadow power, like the most vile enhancer, turned them into puppets that knew only destruction.

At the same time, Cross (Marshad) swayed and, as if weightless, floated up and landed on the tallest mountain peak next to him, a mountain made up of countless piles of waste.

That giant dust mountain, twenty meters high, lies prostrate atop it!

It was as if they had received the final instructions.

The massive dust mountain, which had previously appeared lifeless, emitted a dull rumble, like muffled thunder from the earth.

Its massive mountain, composed of rotting garbage and industrial waste, began to undulate.

The sounds of rusting metal rubbing together, the crunching of discarded plastic, and thick, sticky exudate seeping from the skin like disgusting beads of sweat.

Two red lights, like embers burning, lit up where it should have been head, locking onto the golden Gyarados and Ash below.

With just the slightest movement, tons of trash slide off its body, triggering a small-scale avalanche.

This super dust mountain, which has been enhanced for a long time, is finally about to make its move.

"Did you see that, Ash?"

"This is the stage prepared for you!"

"Feel the true terror in this desperate filth!" Cross stood atop the dust mountain, arms outstretched, his voice distorted with fanaticism.

His current thought process is hardly his own anymore.

His ideas had been infiltrated by Marshall, but he himself was completely unaware of it.

"Blazing Roaring Tiger, Dark Explosion Flames!"

"Rockwereman, Shadow Rush!"

"Dust Mountain, Garbage Shot! Bomb it down!"

Once the order was given, the flames of war instantly engulfed the entire junkyard!

The Blazing Roaring Tiger roared, spewing not just scorching flames, but dark red pillars of fire mixed with black energy, like the breath of hell, shooting straight into the sky.

Lycanroc pawed at the ground with all four limbs, its body surrounded by shadow and rock energy, transforming into a black and yellow meteor that crashed into the side of the Golden Gyarados.

The most terrifying thing was that giant mountain of dust.

Its massive body is its strongest weapon; with a casual swing of its arm, it unleashes a torrent of garbage carrying the sound of air being torn apart, containing deadly poison and physical impact.

Like a torrential rain of steel and toxins, it covered the airspace where Ash was located.

"Gyarados, take off! Avoid a direct confrontation!" Ash reacted quickly, patting Gyarados on the neck.

The golden Gyarados let out a roar full of anger, and its massive body displayed a litheness that was disproportionate to its size as it suddenly climbed upwards.

At the same time, the thick tail, carrying the power of the water flow, swept away some of the incoming debris.

"Pipika, I choose you!"

"Pikachu, Misdreavus, prepare for battle!"

Ash knew the disadvantages of ground combat, so he didn't hesitate to expand his air power.

...The Charizard, which cannot fly, cannot be released now, even if it has never fought before.

The opponent is too strong, beyond description, and it's impossible to engage in direct close combat.

Therefore, the kite-flying tactic of flying high and fast is the most suitable way to play now.

Long reach beats short reach, high reach beats low reach, beats idiots.

A flash of red light appeared, and Pidgey spread its broad wings.

Pikachu stood steadily on Ash's shoulder, its Electric Sac flashing with electricity.

Electromagnetic levitation - Open

Even the dream demon covered in a plastic bag took flight, its eyes gleaming with a ghostly purple light, ready for battle.

Miss Dream Demon is getting serious this time.

For a time, Ash's team, with their flight advantage, occupied the high altitude.

Because air superiority gave them the initiative.

"Pikachu, Thunderbolt, cover the Incineroar area!"

"Pipika, Gale Force, disrupt Dust Mt.'s attack!"

"Dream Spirit, Shadow Ball, target Lycanroc!"

"Gyarados, Hydro Pump, aim at Dust Mt.'s head and distract it!"

Ash's commands were clear and swift.

In this situation, one-on-one duels are no longer relevant.

This is probably what the Wild Battle mode is like.

There are no rules.

Both sides are only concerned with winning or losing.

win.

That's everything.

Golden lightning bolts descended from the sky, fiercely striking the Blazing Roaring Tiger.

A powerful whirlwind whipped up the trash on the ground, attempting to disrupt Dust Mountain's vision and attack trajectory.

The purplish-purple shadow orb shot towards the high-speed moving Rock Wolf like a ghost.

The powerful water cannons, like high-pressure water jets, continuously pounded the head of the dust mountain, sending it flying into the air and emitting angry roars.

boom!

boom! !

Rumble——!

Explosions echoed one after another, and flashes of light from colliding energies shone continuously above the gray junkyard.

Golden lightning, eerie purple shadows, azure waters, dark red evil fire, black and yellow clashes... energies of various attributes collided and annihilated wildly here, turning this filthy land into a constantly roaring battlefield.

Shredded metal, broken plastic, and toxic sludge were thrown into the air by the shockwave of the explosion, like deadly stray bullets.