Chapter 100: Midchu's DReam Armor
*Pikapi?* Midchu touched his head, looking completely incredulous.
"All right, explain how that little shield appeared just now."
Natsu's telekinesis swept over, confirming that Midchu's will form had no damage to repair.
*Pika*, Midchu lowered his head, deep in thought. At this mont, he realized the significance of the shield—it could give him a ans of protecting himself within the dream world.
"Midchu, try to recall the feeling from before and attempt to form a shield," Ash encouraged.
Midchu nodded, looking slightly strained. Soon, milky-white mist began to gather above his head. The mist condensed in his paws, forming a small, translucent shield, as smooth and bright as white jade.
*Pika!* Midchu excitedly raised the little shield.
"This is…" Natsu opened the system panel. Midchu's transformation appeared connected to his Divine Exclusive.
**[Pikaremon]**
[Divine Authority: Realm of Eternal Sleep]
[Divine Exclusive: Dream Armor {INCOMPLETE}]
Indeed, Midchu had acquired a Divine Exclusive skill. But Natsu wondered where it had gotten enough Divine Authority to activate it—it might have co from the large divine energy chunk it had absorbed last ti, only now fully integrated.
Natsu examined the Dream Armor {INCOMPLETE}.
[Dream Armor {INCOMPLETE}:
In Realm of Eternal Sleep, Pikaremon can create armor to protect itself. Due to insufficient Divine Authority, the armor is incompletely ford.
Data incomplete.]
"Oh~" Natsu nodded; it matched his expectations.
"Ash, you should step outside for now," Natsu telepathically instructed.
"Oh, okay," Ash replied, dazedly nodding.
In the preparation tent, Ash opened his eyes.
"Ah—Giselle, what are you doing here?" The first thing he saw was an indignant Giselle.
"Nothing, I'm waiting to ask Natsu a question," she said.
"Uh, fine, I'll take Midchu out for a bit." Following Natsu's instructions, Ash carried Midchu outside. Though it was nightti, many contestants were still training, so Ash's presence wasn't unusual.
...
**In Midchu's dream world**
"I'll have Ash's Pokémon attack you in reality," Natsu's voice echoed.
*Pika?* Midchu flinched.
"Let's test your little shield and see how much of a nightmare it can block."
Natsu concentrated blue particles in his hand, producing a small notebook.
"Ready!" As he spoke, the dream world dimd suddenly.
A humanoid figure wreathed in flas appeared nearby—probably a Charleon attack transford into a nightmare.
Natsu squinted, feeling the figure looked familiar. The humanoid charged at Midchu.
*Pika!* Midchu raised his shield. The instant the figure touched it, it shattered.
*Pika?* Midchu peeked over the shield. The shield seed to counter the nightmare; his color dimd slightly. Natsu noted the effect in his notebook.
One after another, more figures appeared: a water figure and a wooden one.
Nightmares born from Squirtle's and Bulbasaur's attacks.
Seeing the carved face on the Grass-type figure, Natsu realized with a start—that was his own face.
"I'm a nightmare in Midchu's mind?" Natsu felt a chill. Too chilling!
*Pika*, Midchu embarrassedly retracted his head.
*Bang bang!*
The two nightmare figures crashed against the milky-white shield and vanished in a puff of smoke. The shield in Midchu's hands also dissipated.
"How long will it take you to reform that shield?"
Natsu asked.
*Pika!* Midchu shook his head, signaling he didn't know.
"That's fine, I'll help you test it."
Ten minutes later, Midchu's shield ford again.
*Bang bang bang!* The shield shattered, and Midchu slumped to the ground.
Another ten minutes passed. Midchu tried to form the shield, but Natsu stopped it.
"Can you control the condensation of this milky-white mist? For example, instead of forming a shield, could you form a sword?"
Natsu guided patiently.
Midchu paused. He liked the shield—it protected him. He even considered, once his Divine Authority was fully restored, forming a turtle shell to lie inside and continue resting in the dream world.
Mist rose from Midchu's head. With Natsu's telekinetic assistance, the mist split into two. One part condensed into a small round shield, only large enough for Midchu's head—not enough to cover his whole body. The other part ford a small short sword.
*Pikapi!* Midchu looked at Natsu seriously, signaling he couldn't give up the shield.
"All right," Natsu said with a twitch of his mouth.
*Bang!* The small round shield blocked one attack before shattering.
*Bang bang bang bang!* The short sword cut through four nightmare creatures before dissolving.
"See? Often, offense works better than defense," Natsu noted carefully in his notebook.
After testing, the combination of small shield plus short sword proved most effective.
*Pika!* Midchu spread his paws, asking if he could rest.
"No, too few tests; results might be coincidental. We need more trials."
In the dream world, Natsu lifted the drowsy Midchu. It was still mysterious how a sleeping Pikachu could train in the dream world—dreams within dreams.
The whole night passed.
...
**Next morning**
"Wow, Ash, what were you doing last night?" Misty exclaid, noticing the dark circles under Ash's eyes and Pikachu's.
"Ah~ training Midchu," Ash yawned.
"So, Natsu, did you get the data?" Ash asked, looking at Natsu erging from the tent.
Natsu had dark circles too, but his expression was energetic.
"All collected. Good. The P1 Grand Prix champion this ti will definitely be you, Ash."
"Really? That's amazing!" Ash shivered in excitent at the thought of facing the Fighting-type masters in the future.
Over the night, Natsu gained a preliminary understanding of Midchu's new abilities.
The milky-white mist that could condense into armor was linked to the amount of Divine Authority inside it. To form full-body armor, Midchu needed more shards. Currently, he could only form a small round shield and a small short sword. Against attacks not from extrely powerful Pokémon, this was enough.
The current strategy Natsu devised: use the dream armor to block a nightmare—then evade for ten minutes—then reform the dream armor.
...
After breakfast, the team entered the preparation area for today's matches.
"Ash, Natsu, good luck!"
In the stands, Misty, Brock, and Giselle cheered them on.
"Welco to today's P1 Grand Prix!" the host announced.
"Today, we'll see who's the strongest—let's watch closely!"
The audience buzzed with excitent, knowing which arenas to watch.
On the A-rank arena, all eyes were on that cunning Dragonite.
The B-rank arena featured the redemption matches of A-rank eliminated competitors.
The C-rank arena showcased the battle between the two wild Pokémon.
The D-rank arena focused on the Pikachu that fell asleep imdiately.
"Haha, this year's P1 Grand Prix is way more exciting than previous years!"
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