Chapter 378: One vs. Two? Two vs. One!

Above the heavens, the fierce battle between Dialga and Palkia continues unabated, the collision of Time and Space energy tearing the Hisui sky into countless fissures.

Huo La cradles the body of Mega Gyarados, using its power to float in the air; his both hands tightly clutch two crucial items: in his palm the Origin Ball that tamed Kyurem, and in his other hand the Adamant Orb glowing with a luminous white sheen.

At this moment, Kyurem has shed its draconic form, resembling a massive, distinctly banded serpent, its whole body shimmering with a cold gray‑black sheen; its original wings have transformed into six ghost‑like ribbon wings that drift slowly behind its back, each swing trailing eerie black mist, and the pressure it exudes is in no way inferior to Dialga and Palkia.

"Kyurem, Wide Slash!" Huo La commanded in a deep voice.

From the moment Kyurem stepped onto the battlefield, Dialga and Palkia had already taken notice, each pausing their brief clash, their gazes warily fixed on the suddenly appearing counterpart.

Yet a long‑standing grudge existed between them; days of continuous fighting had already made them as hostile as fire and water, so even when faced with a new threat they had no intention of joining forces, remaining mutually wary and fighting separately.

Huo La keenly sensed this, a flash of certainty crossing his eyes—this was exactly the situation he wanted.

Just as Dialga gathered Time power and unleashed a Time Roar imbued with destructive aura, colliding fiercely with the Spacial Rend emitted by Palkia, a moment of overwhelming energy erupted.

Kyurem obeyed Huo La's command, sweeping its tail; a burst of ferocious Wide Slash erupted instantly, striking precisely behind Palkia.

"Roaaar—" Palkia, caught off guard, took the hit solidly; its massive body shuddered violently, the excruciating pain driving it into a full‑blown rage.

It snapped its head, a fierce glint flashing in its eyes; two sharp Spacial Rends instantly coalesced, bearing space‑tearing force, and slashed straight toward Kyurem.

"Kyurem, Phantom Force!" Huo La's order rang out again, urgent yet steady.

Before the words finished, a dense shadow instantly enveloped Kyurem, its form merging with the darkness and vanishing without a trace.

The two Spacial Rends lost their target, slashing fiercely into the empty sky, only the Air Slash shattering into snarling spatial fissures that dissipated in the wind.

At the instant Palkia, enraged, struck at Kyurem, a dazzling Destruction Beam shot from Dialga, bearing world‑shattering power, and once again slammed solidly into Palkia.

Before Palkia could steady itself, Kyurem's silhouette sprang from beneath it, surrounded by raging Ghost Energy, and at a speed barely perceptible to the naked eye, it slammed hard into Palkia's abdomen.

The violent impact forced Palkia to howl again, its body plummeting heavily, crashing onto a range of hills and kicking up clouds of dust.

This scene was precisely the tactic Huo La had long plotted.

Dialga and Palkia, as Pokemon, control humans and fight with human will as aid, whereas Kyurem is an entity wholly under his command; their coordination is far more harmonious than that of the former two.

Relying solely on Kyurem's power to simultaneously suppress or even defeat Dialga and Palkia is pure fantasy; rather than foolishly attempting a one‑against‑two, it is better to exploit Dialga and Palkia's discord and employ a two‑against‑one strategy.

As long as he first concentrates his strength to defeat one of Dialga or Palkia, the remaining one will be much easier for him.

Inside the makeshift camp, the atmosphere grew unbearably tense; Magam, Gangshi, Dr. Laben and the others all lifted their heads, eyes fixed on TianQiong, their expressions anxious as they watched the three legendary Pokemon battling in the sky, as well as Huo La, floating mid‑air and commanding Kyurem; each person felt a heavy stone hanging over their hearts.

Xiao Zhao clutched her sleeve tightly, eyes burning with anxiety, and finally could not help but speak softly, her tone tinged with uncertain worry: "Huo La… can he win?"

Her voice was faint, yet it broke the camp's silence; everyone remained mute, unable to give a definite answer.

The strength of Dialga and Palkia is overwhelming; even if Huo La has tamed Kyurem, the outcome of this Three Gods showdown remains unpredictable.

Before anyone could respond, a faint voice suddenly rang out, breaking the tension: "Don't worry, he will definitely win."

The crowd looked toward the voice and saw Wang Luo, his hands bound, leaning against a tent pole, his gaze calmly fixed on the sky battle, his tone indifferent as if he had long foreseen the result.

He paused, a playful curl at the corner of his mouth, and added: "Instead of worrying whether he can defeat Dialga and Palkia, we should worry about what might happen afterward."

Magam, hearing this, grew even more solemn, his sharp eyes fixed on him, and in a deep voice asked: "What do you mean? What will happen afterward? Do you know something?"

Wang Luo shrugged lightly, a hint of innocence on his face, and said: "Honestly, I don't know. I just have a vague feeling that the matter isn't merely about defeating and capturing the Time‑Space Dual Gods; there may be something more hidden behind it."

He raised his hand, pointing at the sky, then his gaze returned to the battlefield, watching Palkia, increasingly on the back foot as Dialga and Kyurem jointly suppressed it.

The power of Dialga and Palkia far exceeded what he remembered, whereas Kyurem, compared to when he first tamed it, showed little improvement.

After arriving in this world, he never encountered Dialga or Palkia; on the contrary, since the Time and Space rift appeared, he had been dealing constantly with Kyurem.

So he remains doubtful whether Dialga and Palkia are beings he has tamed.

Gangshi, seeing this, could not help but step forward and scold: "I advise you to be honest! You are now our Prisoner; there is no final decision on how to handle you yet, so you'd better cooperate, otherwise when the Hisui crisis is resolved, we will deal with you severely!"

Wang Luo, however, paid no heed to Gangshi's scolding, not even glancing at him, merely letting out a lazy yawn; his gaze remained fixed on the battle over TianQiong, his expression indifferent as if nothing concerned him, though a barely perceptible thread of thought lingered deep in his eyes.