White Poplar Town, outside the Pokémon courtyard.
Wallace wore a white cloak, removing his white hat to hold it in front of his chest as he surveyed the elegant courtyard.
This was an artist showing respect to the work of a genius architect.
“Mr. Wallace.”
Baron Alberto, dressed in red with arms crossed, said, “Soone spotted Darkrai. It appeared nearby here.”
Wallace nodded slightly, still imrsed in the beautiful scenery, unable to tear himself away.
“Mr. Wallace!” Baron Alberto raised his voice.
Wallace smiled, raising his slender index finger to his lips, his gaze silencing Alberto on the spot.
“I can understand why Darkrai would choose to dwell here.”
Wallace inhaled the fragrance deeply and said with a smile, “If it were , I would make the sa choice.”
Alberto sneered, “But it’s been almost a century, and the residents of this town have hardly had a good night’s sleep!”
“Look at it from another perspective.”
Wallace smiled, “Because Darkrai is here, these beautiful courtyards and magnificent buildings… White Poplar Town has managed to survive through the chaos of war.”
“Uh…” Alberto faltered and muttered, “Don’t joke about that…”
Wallace slowly crouched down to examine so traces, his green hair falling over his forehead, revealing a pair of gentle and profound eyes.
“I will fulfill my promise and find Darkrai’s whereabouts.”
“But defeating it or driving it away, I…” Wallace hesitated.
“Mr. Wallace.”
Baron Alberto’s eyes widened, his voice dry and trembling as he pointed forward:
“That shadow, it’s appeared!”
Wallace lifted his gaze and stood up, simultaneously gripping a Pokéball as he looked at the constantly moving black shadow ahead.
The shadow slipped into the ground, leaping continuously over walls, floor tiles, and trellises, finally stopping in an empty space right in front.
Dark clouds quietly blocked the sunlight, and an unexplainable fear crept into Wallace’s heart.
“Do not co here…”
A hoarse, deep voice echoed directly into Wallace’s mind through telepathy.
Wallace smiled and bowed slightly, putting his white hat back on, one hand in his pocket:
“I cannot obey a promise broken.”
“Do not co here…”
The sunlight was blocked by the dark clouds, and darkness enveloped the surroundings;
the cherry blossoms shyly folded their leaves.
From the shadowy darkness, a black figure slowly rose and took shape.
White mist swirling like thick fog flowed like long hair in the air, revealing a pair of deep blue eyes underneath.
Then ca the red jagged material circling the neck;
the shadow dragging over its shoulders swayed in the air, raising two shadowy claws.
The Nightmare God, Darkrai!
Its deep blue eyes quietly stared at Wallace.
Darkrai repeated the low warning:
“Do not co here…”
Wallace frowned slightly, but beside him, Baron Alberto shouted: “This is my ho! You say we can’t co, so we can’t?”
“Lickitung, go!” A white light flew out from the Pokéball.
The chubby Lickitung, with a white bib-like mark around its neck, stuck out its long tongue and fiercely whipped it toward Darkrai.
The giant tongue lashed!
Wallace glanced at Alberto in surprise.
Though reckless and arrogant, this courage was comndable.
Imdiately, Wallace raised a Dive Ball above his head;
the Pokéball opened, releasing a beam of white light.
“Alomomola, use Water Pulse!”
A pink heart-shaped fish appeared on Wallace’s shoulder, shooting out a cluster of sparkling water arrows.
For a short ti, Water Pulse can change the opponent’s type to Water.
This would prevent Darkrai from escaping through shadows!
Darkrai crossed its clawed arms, the black mist on its body swirling continuously, its voice suddenly fierce:
“Do not co here!!”
Suddenly, Darkrai spread its arms, unleashing a violent and chilling energy that scattered the water arrows and rippled outward!
The almost intangible substance was purely energy.
In an instant, Wallace made a judgnt in his mind.
The next mont, the wave of energy surged violently, first sweeping over Lickitung;
Baron Alberto behind it was not spared either.
Bang!!
Both fell to the ground together but were unhard, drooling at the corners of their mouths as they fell into a deep sleep.
“Alomomola, use Aqua Ring!”
Wallace nimbly stepped back half a pace, using a rising water curtain to delay the invasion of the black energy.
Splash—
The water curtain shattered instantly, and a white light flew out from the Pokéball as Milotic made a stunning entrance.
“Milotic, Mystic Guard!” Wallace shouted the nickna of his partner.
A misty gas circled Milotic, wrapping it in a hazy and mysterious beauty.
The shadow and the mist touched and devoured each other, barely counteracting this pitch-black, chilling energy!
“So strong…”
Wallace gasped;
compared to Steven’s silver-white tagross, this Darkrai gave him an even stronger sense of oppression!
In an instant, Wallace’s gaze turned icy cold, fully prepared for a fierce battle.
Darkrai again slipped into the shadow and left the place together with the dissipating dark clouds.
The clouds parted, and sunlight poured down;
the courtyard scenery looked picturesque.
Wallace squinted, looking around;
what just happened was no dream.
“Such a powerful Pokémon, why would it appear here…”
Wallace felt a bit uncertain about his own speculation.
If it truly wanted to harm the civilians of White Poplar Town,
his own strength still wasn’t enough to defeat it…
Wallace’s eyes lit up:
“Oh right, Teacher Lu will also co.”
With him here, the chances of victory would definitely improve a lot.
Wallace looked at the snoring Alberto and Lickitung, tapped his forehead lightly with his fingertips, and dialed his assistant:
“Saori, find people to carry two stretchers. There are injured who need to be sent to the Pokémon Center.”
“I understand.”
Wallace raised his head again, looking at the deep blue sky, murmuring to himself:
“Do not co here…”
“Whether he ans , or sothing else, so disaster or Pokémon?”
…
White Poplar Town, battle festival.
“Teacher Lu!” The blue-clothed boy wearing a red hat was full of surprise, “How co you’re here!?”
Lu Ye smirked slightly, “Isn’t that a question I should be asking you?”
“You said two hours ago in the group chat that you wouldn’t make it to White Poplar Town!?”
Ash scratched his head and grinned foolishly, “I was on my way, supposed to get here tomorrow.”
“But on the way, I t a kind sister nad ‘Alice,’ who took
here by hot air balloon!”
Lu Ye: “So… you took the opportunity to join the battle tournant?”
Ash nodded vigorously, “Yeah!”
Teacher Lu took a sharp breath.
No wonder, this plot feels familiar.
First Team Rocket, then suddenly an absurdly powerful Ash…
Turns out it’s the movie part, ti for Ash to save the world!
Lu Ye turned around: “Haunter, let’s go now.”
“Gengarrr?” Haunter scratched its head.
But we haven’t t the heroine yet?
Ash: “Oh right, these three are…”
The trio in plain clothes: “Musashi Litt, Jirou, Moth~ow.”
Ash: “Oh, nice to et you.”
Trio: “We’ve heard a lot about you.”
Lu Ye rubbed his forehead and sighed.
Darkrai’s plan was ruined.
Better explain the situation to ngngda, then leave White Poplar Town first.
Suddenly, the [Lunar Wing] in his pocket emitted a faint glow.
Ash: “Teacher Lu, your phone flashlight is still on.”
Lu Ye: “…”
Lu Ye: “I feel it’s too late.”
“What’s too late, ow?”
Lu Ye looked complicatedly at the restless crowd and the shadow continuously darting between walls and shadows.
The ‘Aura Detector,’ silent for a long ti, suddenly emitted a pounding heartbeat sound.
Soone scread in the crowd:
“It’s Darkrai!”
“Run!”
“Everyone! Follow my orders, hide behind Teacher Lu!”
The chaotic footsteps echoed as a group of youthful, beautiful girls rushed over, faces flushed.
Anyway… it’s a rare opportunity;
whether to take advantage depends on this chance!
Lu Ye looked up at the sky, murmuring:
“Too late… already left the dungeon…”
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