Pokémon the Movie: The Journey of a Slate

Chapter 373 Memories, Battles, and Reenactments (2)

The huge body of Xiduolan was like a kite with a broken string, plowing a deep dent in the ground that had turned into rock, with visible heat rising from it.

He struggled to grip the ground with all four legs, his hard claws scratching the rocks, leaving blinding sparks and deep scratches, before he could barely stop himself from falling and regain his balance, his heavy breathing emitting sparks with a sulphurous smell every time.

Xiduolan raised his head, his eyes burning with pain and anger fixed on the black figure in front of him.

The pitch-black fox stood proudly, his body surrounded by a dark energy that was so dense that it almost turned into substance. The barrier formed by this layer of pure evil energy not only greatly enhanced the destructive power of his moves, but also provided him with some defensive protection.

This was the technique that Ma had developed and perfected during his battle with Suicune. He and Eslo took to calling it the "Phantom Power Suit." Now it had reached perfection, with power and defense far beyond what it had before.

Ma's emerald pupils looked down at the injured Xiduolan coldly, and his sharp claws and fangs flashed a heart-pounding dark cold light under the cover of phantom weapons.

With just this one strike, the Legendary Pokémon Sildran suffered heavy damage!

The noise from the audience seats seemed to be strangled by the neck and fell into dead silence in an instant. There was no doubt that this was a crushing defeat in terms of hard power.

At this moment, Dakodo clenched his fists, his knuckles slightly white due to the force. He looked at Xiduolan who was seriously injured but still unyielding in the field, and then looked at the black fox that exuded a terrifying sense of oppression. A strong and suffocating sense of familiarity gripped him.

Memories came flooding back like a tide. In the Baidai Forest, sunlight shone through the gaps between branches and leaves. Latios's elegant figure was suspended in the air. At this moment, Eslo, who was standing opposite, sent out a Ma, but it turned into Yveltal's Ma.

Shadows rose, and Yveltal's terrifying figure swooped down in front of Latios' horrified gaze. With just one move, Latios flew backwards and lost his ability to fight.

And now, it was still Ma, still an illusion, but this time, he didn't even transform into a god and instantly severely damaged one of his main forces.

"You two, really are..." Dakodo gave a bitter smile, which contained a mixture of relief and emotion.

He really has no other options.

"Xiduolan!" Dakoto's voice suddenly rose, full of determination, as if he had made up his mind, "Spray the flames with all your strength!"

"Ouch!" Xiduolan inhaled sharply while suppressing the severe pain. Scalding black smoke with a burning effect gushed out from his mouth and nose. The scorching fire column turned into a giant dragon and attacked Ma directly.

However, facing this oncoming attack, a hint of mockery flashed in Ma's eyes.

"Ma, the final blow!" Aislo's command was concise and full of trust.

Ma did not dodge or evade, but casually used an evil wave to attack. At the moment when Xiduolan was distracted, the hard and cold rock ground under his feet suddenly turned into a bottomless dark water without any warning, and even Xiduolan's astonished reflection was reflected on the water.

"Huh?!" Xiduolan lost his fulcrum in an instant, and his heavy body sank uncontrollably. The next moment, the surrounding rocks spread out, blocking the puddle. Then several explosions were heard from it, and the earth began to wriggle as if it had life.

When Sidoran was sent back to the ground by the rock, he had collapsed to the ground and lost his ability to fight.

At the same time, the fourth indicator light below Dakodo’s portrait also went out completely.

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiduolan. You did a great job." Dakodo took Xiduolan back. He looked up again and saw Ma in the field retracting his claws elegantly, as if he had just done something insignificant. Finally, he set his eyes on Aisiluo's calm face and said softly, "It's hard to imagine what kind of world you will grow into in the future."

In the young man's view at that time, as long as Aislo was willing, he could compete with Red and Green for the title of the youngest champion.

"But now, I won't give up!" Darko said as he threw the Poké Ball in his hand high up, "I'll leave it to you from now on, Darkrai!"

Accompanied by a burst of red light, Darkrai quietly appeared in the sky above the battlefield. He did not utter even a war cry, but stared at the tall figure on the ground vigilantly and solemnly.

“Ma, high speed movement!”

"Darkrai, Chi Bomb!"

Ma turned into a dark stream of light, dodging one attack after another coming from the sky, until he suddenly leaped up under Darkrai.

A brown light instantly covered Ma's forearm, with a deep purple light hidden in it. He took a real energy bomb and arrived in front of Clay, then quickly chopped out with both arms, knocking Darkrai to the ground.

Split tiles!

"!" Darkrai frowned slightly as he stretched his arms downwards to stabilize his body. Just now, an illusion appeared in front of his eyes. Although he broke free from it instantly, he still could not avoid Ma's attack.

"Darkrai, Dark Hole!"

Without any hesitation, Darkrai raised his hand, and a ball of light that seemed to be able to swallow all the light flew out of his hand, forcing the attacking Ma to quickly turn around and hide to the side.

"Now, cross snips!" Dakodo chose to pursue the victory, but the next scene made him slightly stunned.

Just as Darkrai crossed his arms in front of him and prepared to attack Ma, lavender particles suddenly floated out from his body, and a look of pain flashed across Darkrai's face, and the rhythm of his attack was abruptly interrupted.

“Highly poisonous? When was it…” The experienced combat-experienced Darko recognized Darkrai’s current condition almost instantly. The first thing he thought of was the only contact between Ma and Darkrai before, which was when the other party used the Tile Splitting technique.

“Was it at that time…” Darko’s face darkened. He looked at Darkrai who was almost unable to lock onto his target and waved his arm, “Darkrai, electromagnetic waves!”

The most urgent task is to reduce the speed of Ma first.

The tiny electric current wrapped around the high-speed moving figure on the field with almost no hindrance. At the moment when the electromagnetic wave took effect, the black figure dissipated like smoke.

It's a phantom!

Dakoto's pupils shrank and he immediately looked around, looking for Ma's true identity.

So where is the real Ma?

The answer is above Darkrai's head.

At the moment when the tile-splitting sword hit, Ma's real body had silently leapt to the sky above Darkrai with the cover of telekinesis and illusion. At this moment, he was like a dark meteor, swooping down with the momentum that seemed to tear the sky apart, and his sharp claws went straight for Darkrai's defenseless head.

"Dark Night Explosion!"

"Be careful!" Dakodo's reminder was ultimately a step too late.

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The blow that condensed all of Ma's strength pierced through the twisting white smoke-like substance on Darkrai's head like tearing cloth, and then landed on the opponent's chest.

"Ugh!" Darkrai, who had been silent all this time, let out a scream of pain, and Ma landed lightly on the ground without even looking behind him. After swaying and struggling in the air for a few times, Darkrai's figure fell powerlessly from mid-air like a puppet with its strings cut, and fell heavily on the cold rocky ground. The black mist on his body dissipated, and he lost his ability to fight.