Pokémon the Movie: The Journey of a Slate

Chapter 290 Yalu and Random Town



Chapter 290 Yalu and Random Town

"Hehehe~"

A strange laugh echoed in the sky above Suiyi Town. The terrifying oppressive feeling emanating from the Flower Rock Monster made the people and elves on the ground lose the courage to resist, and they could only keep running away desperately.

The air was filled with the fear of all living things, causing the long-sleeping Flower Rock Monster to enjoy a feast as soon as he woke up. With the blessing of the ancient aura and fear, his strength quickly returned to the peak of 500 years ago - the king level!

After "eating and drinking", the ancient evil spirit still seemed unsatisfied. The greed in his heart made the hundreds of eyes on his face scan the surroundings, as if looking for a target to attack.

However, in the next moment, Hua Yanguai suddenly felt without warning that the world in front of his eyes was gradually covered by darkness until he could not see anything. His remaining hearing, touch, etc. also left him along with his vision, leaving only dead silence.

In the inky vortex, silence roared. An invisible aura enveloped it, and the weightlessness tore at the nonexistent internal organs of the Flower Rock Monster. The fireworks-like memories began to peel away, and the fear of the unknown gradually descended.

The Flower Rock Monster only felt that this short moment was like thousands of years. When he finally got through it, the endless nightmare came at the last moment, becoming the last straw that overwhelmed his sanity.

"Ah——" He let out an ear-piercing scream in the darkness. Fear and confusion spread in his heart. It was a pity that he could not wake up from this lucid nightmare.

【solved. 】

The hoarse voice was extremely calm, as if dealing with a king-level elf was just a trivial matter for him... Well, maybe that was true for Darkrai.

Darkrai: Killed in seconds, nothing much to say.

Flower Rock Monster: When he met Darkrai on the road, he was as strong as a monster and could not be defeated no matter how hard he tried.

[Thank you, Darkrai!] The boy's sweet voice came through the waveguide, and Darkrai slowly descended from the sky to the side of Eslo and Mary who had just arrived, so that the two did not have to look up at him - he knew that Eslo was troubled by his inability to fly with the power of the waveguide.

Darkrai extended his pitch-black claws and gently stroked the boy's head, then quietly returned to the shadows.

Aislo just smiled helplessly at this. Darkrai had always been obsessed with touching his head, perhaps because the boy had messed up his "hairstyle" that night in Poplar Town.

However... Aislo suddenly looked at the flower rock monster that had fallen from the sky and hit the ground not far away, and fainted and turned into a keystone. He could feel a familiar wave from the other party.

That was the power belonging to Yaru. Aislo felt the wave force surging in his body like a river. This power belonging to an era that he had obtained from Yuan Town naturally also had a share of the other party.

However, thinking of this friend who had most likely passed away long ago, Aislo couldn't help but feel a little sad. He really liked his generous and enthusiastic personality.

"It seems that this is the flower rock monster that Yaruta sealed 500 years ago." Aislo suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, very similar to the feeling when he saw the stone tablet left by Mingyao and Xiaozhao a thousand years ago.

Time, what a magnificent epic! The past and the future each stand on the cliff of time, the abyss between them separates the two, but allows them to look at each other from afar...

Aislo felt the waves in his body and silently clenched his fists. He would continue to live with their share, living in this world.

"Miss Junsha seems to be coming." Mary, who saw that the boy was in a bad mood, pointed to a place not far away and began to change the subject.

Aislo raised his head and followed the girl's gaze, only to see Miss Junsha riding on a wind speed dog and waving at him.

The boy and the girl looked at each other and walked towards Miss Junsha at the same time.

……

Not long after, Aislo and Mary appeared on the streets of Suiyi Town. The flower rock monster that broke the seal had been taken away by Miss Junsha and should be handed over to the custody of the Alliance. Naturally, they didn't need to deal with the subsequent matters, so the two of them strolled around the town and looked for a place to rest.

They had not walked a few steps when a wide square came into their sight. In Suiyi Town, a small town full of pastures, such a clean, tidy, flat and advanced square seemed very out of place.

And in the very center of the square, a tall stone statue stands safely.

The main body of this tall stone statue is carved out of a muscular man. The Pikachu on his shoulder is raising its tail as if ready to leap. The facial contours are blurred due to deep axe marks, and the facial features are almost invisible. The moss-stained folds show the traces of a century of wind and rain.

Aislo's sight was instantly attracted by the stone statue. He quickly walked to the foot of the statue and saw a small stone tablet with five short words engraved on it - [To the Waveguide Messenger]

"This sculpture should be of Mr. Al, right?" Mary looked at the stone statue of Pikachu. This might be the only Pikachu that possessed the power of waves in thousands of years.

"Hmm..." Aislo took a deep look at the stone statue in front of him, and then left with the girl. Before completely stepping out of the square, the boy looked back again, and vaguely met the blurred pupils of the Yaru stone statue.

"Good night……"

After whispering silently, Aislo and Mary walked into a coffee shop to rest.

The interior of the coffee shop was decorated in a quaint style. When the hour hand of the clock hanging on the wall turned to "2", the two set off again and left Suiyi Town.

Next stop - Wetland City!


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