Pokémon: My Dad is Kyurem

Chapter 272 The Chapter of the Radiant Sun, Part 1

"Hey! You're not really dead, are you, Mantis?"

Inside the underwater base, the miniature Groudon clone brutally slapped Old Man Claw twice!

(°Д°≡°Д°)

Sit up in shock from dying!

Old Qian tried to prop himself up, but his grip went limp and he rolled off the bed!

_(′□`」 ∠)_

Groudon and Kyurem exchanged a glance.

"Did he get a brain injury?"

"I don't know, I don't like playing with fire."

Old Qian leaned against the wall, trying to struggle to his feet.

boom!

A hole was blown in the wall!

__(°w°」∠)_

Old Pliers collapsed again, looking completely bewildered.

"I can't bear to watch anymore." Kyurem shook his head slightly, as if expressing his helplessness at Old Man Claw's condition.

So he put himself inside a Poké Ball, out of sight, out of mind.

The Poké Ball flew over with its string attached and hung around Old Man's neck.

Qi Hao has been gone for five days, and Kyurem can't find him now. Anyway, he has some power left on Qi Hao, so he's not afraid that Qi Hao will be in any danger.

After all, there are very few people in this world who don't give him face.

Why not just stay in your son's spirit and wait?

"Try to control yourself a little. Both energies are far beyond your control. You'd better stabilize yourself before you act, otherwise if you really explode one day, I'll have no choice but to bury you."

Groudon jumped onto Old Man Claw, whose body had already consumed 99% of its energy, almost all of which was stored inside Old Man Claw.

Others may not have seen it, but he could tell that if Kyurem hadn't been inside the Poké Ball and continuously using Ice-type energy to suppress Old Man, his arm might have been gone just now.

"I'm sorry, senior, it seems I have to go outside and practice. My fire control ability is rather clumsy in the face of the flames of two god-level beings."

Old Pliers tried to move his body again.

Kyurem caused white frost to condense on Old Claw's body this time!

Only then could Lao Qian move normally and walk out of the room.

Of course, he didn't go through the door; the hole was right next to it, which saved him the trouble of opening the door again.

"Actually, if you wait a little longer, until the fire dissipates over time, you should be able to control it. It just means your level will drop back to what it was before, so it's not a loss."

"No! There's no time left! I don't know why, but I can sense that bastard is gathering his strength!"

"I must master my current power! Only then can I protect my companions! Even the Heavenly King level is not enough! I must become stronger!"

That bastard naturally refers to Seadra.

Aunt Lan: →_→?

It refers to the Sidran, who has a divine status.

Aunt Lan: ╭(?_＞?)╮ Hmm~

Outside the door, godmother and little sister sat on the ground like two rag dolls.

Aunt Lan is already repairing the wall. Luckily, it's not the other three sides, otherwise the base would have been flooded!

"Is it okay? (Mom? Are you going to mark this? It looks really hot.)"

Godmother gently shook her head: "No. (It's alright, I can absolutely rest assured with Lord Kyurem by my side, but I still need to keep a close eye on Little Iron, A-Ren, and Little Eevee.)"

"Where's the exit?" Old Qian asked. He was in a hurry and needed to make the most of every second. Unlike Qi Hao, he didn't know when that guy would retaliate.

Ignoring the intense heat of the old man's pliers, Aunt Lan grabbed him and made a hole in the ceiling!

He threw it out!

"Don't damage my house!"

Then Aunt Lan quickly closed the ceiling, so that any seawater that leaked in was immediately evaporated.

Seeing this, the godmother patted Xiao Bujie on the shoulder.

"No. (Daughter, you go with him; he still needs to recuperate.)"

The young woman pointed to herself with her little finger: "Me?

Aunt Lan: (?????)?

"No, no, no! (No, no, no, I can go by myself, don't leave me!)"

Miss Bu quickly waved her hand and ran towards the elevator!

air.

Aunt Lan's immense strength propelled Old Pliers straight out of the seawater and into the sky!

The old pincers spread their wings to control the direction, but flames uncontrollably spewed out from the pincers' wings!

A trail of flames streaked across the air.

Of course, in this situation, the clamps would definitely have crashed.

However, it just so happens that the crash site is a wasteland.

boom!!!

The old pliers smashed a huge crater in the ground! It was like a meteorite had landed!

Old Pliers struggled to climb out of the pit. He shook his head, trying to clear his mind. He looked around and found himself in an unfamiliar wasteland.

He sat down cross-legged on the spot, took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, and tried to control the surging fire power within his body. The flames leaped within him, almost completely violent, the two flames attacking each other as if trying to consume the other!

Old Pincers closed his eyes, recalling the techniques taught to him by Master Goku and Master Greninja. He slowly guided the flames, feeling their flow and changes.

As time went by, Old Pliers gradually mastered some techniques. He separated the two incompatible flames to either side of his body, allowing them to divide according to his will.

However, he knew he still had a long way to go, and that was just each of them burning their own fires. What he wanted was true mastery and integration!

He decided to continue practicing on this wasteland until he could fully master this powerful force.

He estimated that he should be able to stabilize his level at 80 by then! That is, the champion!

Old Claw, this Pokémon stat monster, is still going strong!

Just as Lao Qian was concentrating on his cultivation, he suddenly felt a powerful aura approaching. He opened his eyes and looked warily into the distance.

"I really didn't expect this. I came all this way, thinking I would be bored for a long time, but I didn't expect to meet such an interesting guy."

The opponent's tense demeanor, befitting a king of the grasslands, involuntarily emanated from him, making Old Pliers tense up!

Its bright blue eyes were incredibly striking in the dim woods!

He slowly walked out.

Step into the sunlight.

Reveal your true form!

A male Flare (leader of Team Flare)!

Ah...no.

It's a male fire lion!

Even after seeing the newcomer's true appearance, Lao Qian still dared not let his guard down!

Because he can't see through it!

Fear stems from the unknown. Old Pliers is a steady elf; he doesn't believe in exploration and isn't excited by the unknown.

"who are you?"

The Flame Lion paused for a moment.

But seeing the Poké Ball hanging around Old Man's neck and Groudon on his shoulder, he lowered his guard slightly.

Because the auras of these two are different from those of Heatran and that guy, especially the one in the Poké Ball in his chest, whose aura is completely different!

"I am the agent of the sun god, and others call me: The Proud Lion! You may also call me by my name..."

"Escano".

In a swift leap, Escanor appeared beside Old Pliers with a speed that left Old Pliers in disbelief!

"Kid, that's not how you use fire!"