ryethenovel Chapter 559: In 998 years, Galar will run out of energy.
Chapter 559: In 998 years, Galar will run out of energy.
The giant hand slammed solidly onto the Snowstorm Horse, and a burst of dark purple light erupted.
The Snowstorm Horse, along with the Crowned Horse on its back, was slapped so hard that it staggered backward, its four hooves carving deep furrows into the ice, yet it still couldn't stop its momentum.
The force of the tit-for-tat was too fierce; the Snowstorm Horse's forelegs buckled, and it almost collapsed to its knees, leaving a shocking wound on its side.
The Crowned King bit the reins tightly to avoid being thrown off, and his face was more solemn than ever before.
Is Regigigas really that outrageous?
The thought flashed through the mind of the Lady Crown King.
It once ruled Galar and had seen countless powerful beings, but it never expected that this seemingly slow giant would have such a burst of power.
But it was wrong.
Regigigas's so-called "slowness" is nothing more than a lingering effect of slow start left over from the punishment he suffered at the hands of Arceus.
The operation needed time to build up, but its strength itself was never truly diminished.
The warm-up was long over, and standing in front of it was the real Holy Pillar King!
Therefore, the power of this slap was real and substantial.
No water, no luck.
The true power of the Holy Pillar King, which had been suppressed for a thousand years but never diminished, was now unleashed in this single attack!
"Hiss~!"
The heavy breathing of the Snowstorm Horse echoed through the temple, its wound on its side still emanating cold air. It condensed another ice spear and handed it to the Crowned Queen.
The Crowned King reached out and caught the ice spear, glancing down at the reins in his hand.
The newly made reins had been slightly loosened by the impact.
"Let's leave it at that for now."
The Crowned King suddenly put away his ice spear and calmly announced a ceasefire.
"?"
Li Luochen was about to command the next offensive when he heard this and swallowed his order back, his face full of question marks.
He glanced at Regigigas, who had just gathered his strength but hadn't had a chance to slap him again, and then at the wounds on the Snowstorm Horse opposite him, which were still emitting cold air. His fighting spirit was suddenly dampened by the sudden stop.
So, this guy, Rachel, is selective about who he serves?
If you can't win, then you just give up?
Li Luochen's lips twitched, and he was about to speak.
But the Crowned King remained seated on his horse without batting an eye, and said without hesitation, "Because the faith has not yet been gathered, my power has not yet returned to its peak."
It slightly raised its chin, the flowers on its crown remaining perfectly still: "So, let's end this warm-up here."
The reasons were plausible, and the demeanor remained dignified, as if it wasn't the one that had just been slapped away.
"Alright, I'm impressed. But don't you dare break free of the Poké Ball."
Li Luochen waved his hand, too lazy to expose him.
"System, if you're still alive, send me a Nest Ball."
system:???
Byd, you're giving me orders the moment I show up, aren't you?!
The system reluctantly exchanged for a Nest Ball, which landed on Li Luochen's waist.
Li Luochen took out a Nest Ball from his waist and casually tossed it toward the Crowned King on horseback.
The Crowned King did not dodge. The Nest Ball arced through the air, gently striking its forehead before transforming into a red light and taking it and the Snowstorm Horse into its orbit.
The sphere fell back into Li Luochen's palm, wobbled slightly, and then fell still.
Li Luochen weighed the Nest Ball in his palm, then suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but click his tongue.
"Outrageous."
Even though I had already caught my Blizzard and it had its own Poké Ball, it fused with Calyrex and ended up in this Nest Ball along with the Pokémon.
So after the fusion, it belongs to Raiden, and not him?
He twirled the nest ball between his fingers, shook his head, and tucked it back into his waistband.
Afterwards, Li Luochen returned Regigigas and Grimmar to their Poké Balls one by one, patted his slightly heavy belt, and turned to walk towards the outside of the temple.
As he passed by Katishia, he raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, his tone lazy yet urging.
"Hey~ Let's go! We're heading to the city now!"
"Hehe, finally heading to the city!"
Katishia's eyes lit up, and she seemed to instantly thaw out of her focused state of watching the battle.
She caught up with Li Luochen in a few steps, her steps so light she almost jumped, clearly she had been cooped up in the icy Crown Snowfield for a long time.
Next stop, Gongmen City!
The two left the Crown Temple, crossed the vast snowfield, and arrived at the Snowfield Station while it was still early.
After boarding the train, the scenery outside the window gradually transitioned from a snow-covered ice field to rolling hills and plains, and the frost flowers that had condensed on the glass from the cold air melted little by little.
Li Luochen leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.
Katishia leaned against the window, watching the scenery rushing past with great interest, occasionally muttering a word or two about her anticipation for the new city.
The train slowly headed towards Gongmen City.
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Galler Region, Palace City, Maroccomon Group Headquarters.
In the top-floor office, Lorz sat behind a large desk, flipping through the materials that had just been handed to him from below.
The city skyline outside the window was as bustling as ever. His initial relaxed mood, which was due to seeing his nephew today, gradually sank as he turned the pages.
The sound of the pages turning became slower and louder.
Lorz didn't look up, but his fingertip hovered over a certain line of data for a long time before he closed the folder, got up without a word, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
His face looked extremely gloomy in the reflection of the glass.
The original prediction was that the energy in the Galar region would be completely depleted in another thousand years.
Now, that number has become 998 years.
It was only shortened by two years.
On a millennium scale, it is insignificant.
People around him advised him not to be so anxious.
Why start thinking about something so far in the future when there's still almost a thousand years to go?
A thousand years from now, everyone here will have long since turned to dust. Why bother with such concerns?
But Lorz didn't think so.
He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the bustling streets of Gongmen City, but there was not a trace of warmth in his eyes that belonged to this prosperous city.
The energy lifeline of the Galar region is entirely dependent on Anuttara.
That legendary Pokémon, slumbering deep within the energy plant, is both the core that supports the entire region and a sword of Damocles hanging over everyone's head.
Someone must be able to subdue Ajina!
Otherwise, even if the autism still exists, even if energy can continue to be extracted.
Once it gets out of control, no one can stop it, and everything else is just empty talk.
At that time, let alone 998 years, it will vanish in an instant!
He turned around, his gaze falling back on the document on the table, and suddenly remembered someone.
Dan Emperor!
A faint smile finally appeared on Loz's gloomy face, like a glimpse of dawn in the long night.
The Pill Emperor is truly a once-in-a-millennium figure.
His battle talent, on-the-spot judgment, and the natural synergy with his Pokémon far surpass those of all previous Galar champions.
It was because of the appearance of the Pill Emperor that he saw hope.
A genius like this, if you miss this one, you might not meet another one even in a thousand years.
If Galar can seize this opportunity, its future will no longer be an unsolvable predicament!