Chapter 1292: Irida, Adaman
The Creation Plate, from nothing to something.
It symbolized the primal fire, creating a firmament of flames and turning the crystalline star cluster into shooting stars from beyond the heavens.
Rumble—
Countless meteors, trailing brilliant tails of fire, tore through the night sky, rushing one after another toward Origin Form Giratina. At a glance, it looked as if the entire sea of fire had been unleashed, covering the sky and earth as it descended upon it.
"ROAR!!"
Giratina let out a furious, wild roar. It felt a familiar aura from this sea of fire—one that made it both fearful and hateful.
But it also knew clearly that the opponent was merely borrowing that power; the one it was waiting for had not descended.
It wouldn't end just like this!
Giratina's form twisted and turned like a swimming dragon, once again manipulating the power of antimatter. It had completely cast caution to the wind, indifferent to the balance between the front and back of the world.
Collapse!
Perish!
However, the expected situation did not occur.
The fire meteors, seemingly intent on burning everything to ash, remained, charging straight at the stunned Giratina's face.
THUD—!!
The violent flames scorched its body. Giratina shrieked as it plummeted from the sky, its massive frame crashing into the mountainous terrain, kicking up clouds of dust and sand.
The overly dense attack left the giant creature completely unable to dodge, like a bloated transport plane hit by anti-aircraft missiles.
Scattered fire meteors smashed into the ground, but they did not ignite the trees or cause a wildfire; instead, they extinguished almost immediately.
Volo saw this scene, his eyes widening as he muttered, "Why..."
Why did it fail?
Giratina, however, understood the reason—
The opponent's fireballs were forged from the Creation Plate, which was higher in authority than itself.
Then, tear the sky!
Giratina soared into the sky, attempting to tear through reality and recreate the void, changing the environment into a type favorable to itself.
Who would have thought that just as it tore open space, a brilliant, crystalline white light descended from the heavens.
Hum!
Under the illumination of the white light, the torn space healed rapidly, as if nothing had ever happened.
Giratina, its ability failing once again, raised its head, only to see that within the firmament of flames, Terapagos in its Stellar form was releasing a brilliant white-gold radiance, enveloping everything around Mount Coronet.
"ROAR!!"
It roared in uncontrollable rage.
At this, not to mention Volo, even All Baimu was a bit dumbfounded.
"Terapagos has this kind of power too? Did the Thousand-Year Arm give it to him?"
"No, it is its own."
Cogita smiled faintly: "Existence and non-existence are both matters of a single thought; the two are opposites yet coexist, the starting point of all things—this is the 【Zero-Point Realm】."
【Zero-Point Realm】.
Is that Terapagos's ability?
All Baimu was silent. Having never played Scarlet/Violet, he knew very little about this guy.
He only knew it was a little turtle that worshipped Arceus to an extreme degree, spending all day either sleeping or cursing people.
Now that the third god of Paldea was revealing its edge, it actually left the Dragon of Antimatter helpless!
What is this? My authority is above yours?
Although in the animated world, the prestige of any Pokémon had long since been stripped away, seeing Giratina use the rules and still fall into a disadvantageous position, one couldn't help but feel a sense of desolation for it.
No wonder Arceus dared to issue him a mission and let Terapagos bring him through time to Hisui.
Once Giratina loses the power of antimatter, it is no harder to fight than an ordinary Legendary Pokémon.
Rumble, rumble, rumble—
The fire meteors smashed down again, as if it were the final judgment for the King of the Underworld.
The scene, resembling the arrival of the apocalypse, was deeply imprinted in the eyes of many people and Pokémon.
Far away, on the top of a giant rock, Irida, the leader of the Pearl Clan, looked up at the sky, filled with worry.
"Irida! Do you know what is fighting?"
A young male voice came from behind.
The worry on Irida's face faded, replaced by a faint hostility. "It's you, Adaman. I was just about to ask if your Diamond Clan caused this."
"How could that be?"
Adaman, leader of the Diamond Clan, immediately denied it, saying: "These Pokémon clearly don't belong in Hisui."
The Pearl Clan and the Diamond Clan, the two human settlements currently active on the land of Hisui, both called themselves the "People of the Origin" and worshipped the "Almighty Sinnoh."
It was just that the Pearl Clan believed Almighty Sinnoh created space and revered Palkia; the Diamond Clan believed Almighty Sinnoh created time and revered Dialga.
The differences between the two sides made them hostile toward each other. Although it hadn't reached the point of being unable to coexist, they often bickered when they met.
Naturally, the two groups couldn't ignore the disaster happening at the foot of Mount Coronet, but with the situation unclear, no one dared to approach easily. This posture, which seemed to want to destroy the world, truly made them terrified.
Adaman said sternly: "The Noble and Lady we care for are both very agitated. What about your side?"
Hearing this, Irida put aside her hostility for a moment and said: "The same. Ever since the sudden thunderclouds descended on Mount Coronet during the day, not only the Noble and Lady, but even the wild Pokémon have become extremely agitated."
"What on earth happened..."
Adaman felt a sense of melancholy. After a moment of hesitation, he said: "I'm going over to take a look!"
Without another word, he ran toward the forest covered by the sea of fire. Irida bit her lip, and despite the discomfort in her body, she chased after him.
She feared extreme heat the most. Her special constitution allowed her to move freely in the frozen, snow-covered tundra even while wearing light clothing, yet she couldn't tolerate hot environments, which was quite strange.
And when the two leaders approached, the first thing they saw was the "crater circle" created by the star fragments. The uplifted rock walls and the huge depressions made them shudder.
"There seems to be someone over there!"
Adaman's eyes were large and sharp. Borrowing the environment, which was as bright as day under the illumination of the sea of fire, he immediately saw several people near the Ancient Retreat.
Someone?
Irida subconsciously thought the other party had been caught in the battle in the sky and was trapped because they couldn't find a safe path, so she ran over without hesitation.
Adaman didn't have time to stop her and could only follow her pace.
Meanwhile.
All Baimu also noticed the presence of the two, turned his head to look at the direction they were running from, and came face-to-face with Irida.
"Are you—okay..."
The girl's voice stopped abruptly, just because All Baimu and the others were standing there calmly, and Volo was even being held by the neck with one hand, looking a bit breathless.
Her expression immediately turned to alertness. "Who are you?"
Adaman arrived slightly later, seeing All Baimu and Volo in succession, and finally Cogita, who had a calm expression.
His gaze soon shifted back to Volo, only feeling that the other party's face was very familiar...
"Volo! You're that traveling merchant from the Ginkgo Guild!"
Adaman recognized Volo, and when he looked at All Baimu again, he silently gripped his Poké Ball.
All Baimu said: "Pearl Clan leader Irida, Diamond Clan leader Adaman, don't be too impatient; this good show will be over soon."
"What good show?"
Irida looked up, seemingly realizing something, and looked at Giratina, who was being besieged in the sky. "Did you cause all of this!?"
Adaman's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but reach out to rest his hand on Irida's shoulder.
If these things were all caused by the other party, such a figure was probably not someone they could deal with.
All Baimu smiled: "Partially. In short, the guy in my hands is doing something harmful to the world, and I am preparing to stop him. Well, it's about to succeed."
Seeing Irida's stern expression and Adaman's solemn anxiety, he said: "You probably won't believe it in a few words, so just watch quietly until the end."
As his voice fell, a pair of pale, withered ghost hands emerged from behind the two, suddenly clamping onto their bodies, leaving them unable to move.
"This is!"
"When did it get behind us!"
The two turned their heads in pain, seeing the big, evil-grinning face of Mega Gengar.
"Mao Jie-hee-hee-hee~!"
After controlling the two, All Baimu looked up at the sky again, just in time to see Giratina's final struggle.
It attempted to fuse antimatter into itself, swirling and rotating to create a "black hole" that would annihilate everything.
However, it was swept by the light of Terapagos, and its state was directly fixed at "zero." The antimatter regressed as soon as it was born, as if time were flowing backward upon it.
Intense unwillingness made Giratina roar at the sky, and then it was submerged by the moves of a group of Pokémon, completely falling into the giant pit it had previously blasted out.
"ROAR—"
It tried to get up, its whole body twitching several times, the light on its body surface flowing and changing back to its six-legged appearance, unable to maintain its Origin Form.
Volo watched this scene with his own eyes, his eyes also filled with unwillingness and despair.
He never imagined that he had only just prepared to launch his plan, only to be easily strangled in the cradle.
It felt like a hero had just left the novice village, only for the final boss, the Demon King, to come and block the door.
"It seems your ambition ends here."
All Baimu smiled and let go of Volo.
Volo collapsed powerlessly, his head lowered, silent.
Cogita, who had been calm from beginning to end, said: "Remember to clean up."
Then, she turned and walked toward her cabin, which was pressed by a large tree but still standing firm.
Adaman and Irida watched Cogita leave, and then felt the clamping sensation on their bodies disappear completely.
The two examined their bodies in astonishment, and then looked at All Baimu, who was walking away after picking up Volo by the back of his collar. Just as they were about to say something, the sky above their heads suddenly dimmed.
The sea of fire covering the firmament dissipated, revealing a full moon and the stars that appeared dim under the moonlight.
The forest returned to silence.
Except for the mess on the ground, it was as if nothing had happened.
With the inexplicable situation and the inexplicable people, Irida and Adaman only felt their cognition being violently impacted.
Could there be things on the land of Hisui that the Diamond Clan and the Pearl Clan didn't know about?
"Adaman..."
"Follow them and take a look!"
Adaman didn't hesitate, chasing after All Baimu's departing back.
Irida naturally wouldn't fall behind and chased after him as well. And when she returned to the giant pit, what she saw was a pile of Pokémon, some seen and some unseen, surrounding the giant pit, looking down at Giratina roaring below.
Among them, Terapagos was particularly eye-catching due to its shining appearance.
Unseen Pokémon, strange humans—why were they fighting? What were they fighting for?
Adaman and Irida undoubtedly wouldn't get an answer in a short time.
The person who could explain it to them was currently dragging Volo into the pit, facing Giratina directly without regard for his own safety.
A centipede doesn't stiffen even after death, let alone the six-legged dragon Giratina?
But All Baimu's Pokémon had long since become accustomed to his habit of taking risks.
All they could do was silently protect their trainer.
"ROAR—"
"Stop howling, can't you afford to lose?"
All Baimu threw Volo next to Giratina and looked up at the giant creature. "Your old father doesn't want to see you, so he arranged for me to come."
His overly blunt words made Volo clench his teeth, while Giratina lowered its head to look at him, its blood-red eyes still filled with rage.
"I don't know what kind of bewitchment you've been under, but in any case, go back to your world and release your control over your brothers."
All Baimu said seriously: "Don't do boring things!"
The cause of the space-time rift lay in Giratina using some means to make Palkia and Dialga fall into a frenzy, and the struggle between the two sides led to the creation of the space-time rift...
Does it sound familiar?
That's right, it's exactly what he had just experienced not long ago.
But the difference between the two lies in whether the space-time rift will further cause space-time distortion, and whether the Pokémon will fall into a frenzy because of it.
This might have some relationship with Giratina's participation.
In short, as long as the Distortion World Dragon is dealt with, the land of Hisui will return to normal.
Normally speaking, defeating it is actually okay.
In the game plot, after defeating Giratina, it will run to the Turnback Cave to isolate itself, and then be caught by the new Hisui people who heard the news and rushed over, throwing sticky balls or mud balls until it couldn't move, and finally it is collected in a Heavy Ball.
All Baimu couldn't do that, so he could only talk.
Speaking of which, the modern Giratina is clearly quite honest, so why was it so rampant a hundred years ago?
He thought about it again and again, reached out his hand, and said: "Talk one-on-one?"
"Roar..."
"Gee-gee-gee—Lei! Gee! Hey!"
Regice's anxious call came from above. Clearly, it had seen his actions and couldn't help but speak out to stop him.
All Baimu sighed. Just as he was about to give up, Terapagos suddenly chirped.
"Baga~!"
Then, the Thousand-Year Arm and the Red Chain on its back flew toward All Baimu, and under Volo's gaze, they were put around his neck.
Golden radiance instantly filled his whole body and spilled over toward the furious Giratina.
In an instant.
All Baimu's thoughts came to a familiar spiritual space, directly opposite Giratina, who was surrounded by red light.
"... Really thoughtful."
The corners of his mouth twitched, as if he heard an alpaca telling him, 'Chat freely, I've got you covered.'
Buddy, according to the timeline, you should be sleeping right now, and then waiting to wake up and destroy the world, right?
"So, let's chat."
All Baimu looked directly into Giratina's eyes, and the thoughts and emotions in the depths of both their hearts were exchanged in an instant.
Meanwhile, in the real world.
Adaman and Irida were intimidated by the majestic group of Pokémon, wanting to approach but not daring to, and could only stare at All Baimu, who was shining with golden light in the pit, and Volo, whose face was twisted.
Although he had previously claimed not to be a worshipper of Arceus, Volo knew in his heart his longing for it.
Now that someone was closer to it than him, and even received its favor, how could he not be jealous and hateful?
Yet he couldn't do anything about All Baimu.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
He clenched his fists in humiliation, and thinking that All Baimu could meet Arceus, a strong sense of discomfort surged in his heart.
One day! One day he would solve all the mythological mysteries of the Pokémon in the Hisui region and meet Arceus! Make it obey him!
No matter how many years, decades, or centuries!
Just as Volo made his grand wish, the golden light on All Baimu and Giratina suddenly dissipated.
"ROAR!!"
This big fat dragon roared angrily at All Baimu's face at close range, the air wave deforming his cheeks.
Hydreigon saw this and was about to go down in a rage, but was stopped by Blissey.
The next moment, Giratina sank into the ground without looking back, turning into a huge shadow and disappearing.
From beginning to end, it had no communication with Volo.
Volo gritted his teeth and said: "What did you say to it?"
"Nothing, just told it that if it doesn't want its home, it can give it to me; I don't mind keeping it for it, and then it left."
All Baimu didn't intend to tell him the details. ===== CHAPTER 1293 =====
End of Chapter
