Chapter 391: A Er Zhou Si… Hero…

The exploding brilliance burned like a scorching sun; after raging in the heavens and earth for a moment, it slowly faded, revealing the battlefield's original appearance.

Where the young hero had once embraced A Er Zhou Si, now lies empty, with only a narrow, deep Space-time Rift hanging alone in midair, and no one knows where it leads.

Meng Huan still hovers in midair, her petite body slightly tense, a pair of blue triangular eyes fixed on the Rift;

Regigigas sits on the ground like that, his whole body still bearing unhealed wounds, his breath still feeble, yet the six gems on his chest flash with steadfast light.

Neither of them allows any slack.

Days pass silently, one after another, without the clamor of living beings, without the clash of energies, only the silent guardianship of Meng Huan and Regigigas.

Until the morning three days later, that long‑silent Space-time Rift suddenly flickered, and then the Rift slowly opened, a figure cloaked in utter blackness stepped out— it was A Er Zhou Si.

But now it no longer bears the holy radiance of old; its whole body is jet black like ink, even the once‑brilliant Stone Tablet glows with a dull sheen, its aura grows more restrained, yet it still carries the Creator God's immense pressure.

Meng Huan and Regigigas, seeing this, instantly tighten their expressions.

Unexpectedly, the black A Er Zhou Si merely cast them a faint glance, its gaze calm and untroubled, showing no malice nor any intent to attack.

In the next instant, the Eighteen Plates around it slowly materialize, breaking free as if alive, and fly off in different directions.

Some land on the unconscious companions of the young hero, some fly toward the Meng Huan before them, and one settles firmly on Regigigas's chest, shining together with his own gems.

After that, the black A Er Zhou Si merely lifts its head slightly, a faint white light spreading around it; the Pokemon it had devoured emerge one by one from its body, drifting down to the ground.

Di Ya Lu Ka, Pa Lu Qi Ya, Qi La Di Na, and the five Legendary Giants are all among them.

As the silhouettes of the Time-Space Dual Gods appear, the world, once riddled with countless wounds by war, begins to slowly turn and recover:

The cracked earth gradually heals, the collapsed mountains rise again, the vanished living beings reappear, and even the energy once drawn away slowly returns under the pull of the Power of Time.

Everything between heaven and earth seems to have been rewound, gradually restoring to the peaceful state before the cataclysm arrived.

Qi La Di Na shows no lingering; without even glancing at the world, it turns into a black shadow, dashes straight toward its shattered world, and soon vanishes at the end.

Having done all that, the black A Er Zhou Si lifts its head again, gazes deeply at the world, its eyes carrying an indescribable wistfulness.

Then it does not linger, turning into a black streak of light that rockets into the clouds, soaring toward the boundless Universe's depths, gradually fading into the sea of stars.

At the same time, the light curtains gathered by the gems around the five Legendary Giants also slowly dim and disperse, the projection halts completely, and the Temple falls silent again.

Only the gems on Regigigas's chest continue to flicker faintly, narrating the secret that spans a thousand years.

After watching all the images on the light curtain, the Temple sinks into prolonged silence; Huo La and the others cannot calm for a long time, the raging waves in their hearts refuse to subside.

"This..." Huo La slowly opened, his voice bearing an unmistakable tremor, his tone full of disbelief, "These... are they truly things that actually happened?"

Regigigas's ancient, weighty voice slowly resonated, wrapped in the weariness of ages across time: "They are indeed real. Since my birth, every event on this land, as long as I wish to know, has never been unknown to me."

It pauses, its aura growing more feeble, the gems on its chest flickering ever weaker: "In that battle with A Er Zhou Si years ago, I was gravely wounded, forced into slumber, and have slept ever since."

"Even my five offspring lost most of their sentience in that great war; despite recuperating until now, their strength still lacks greatly, unable to return to peak condition."

Huo La's gaze slowly sweeps over the five Legendary Giants standing side by side; although their surrounding light has steadied, a few traces of dullness remain.

He remains silent for a long while, finally lifts his head, his gaze fixed on Regigigas, and asks in a deep voice, "You let me subdue them; what exactly do you intend?"

"I want them to help you," Regigigas's voice shows no ripple, yet carries undeniable solemnity, "You should have already seen it: Hisui is once again in crisis, a threat capable of destroying the whole world, strikingly similar to the cataclysm of old."

"And I, at this moment, cannot leave this place," it adds, its tone bearing a hint of helplessness.

Huo La falls silent, his mind replaying the past and the current chaos, then suddenly looks up and poses a crucial question: "Is this crisis also caused by A Er Zhou Si?"

Regigigas remains silent for a moment, then slowly speaks, his tone cryptic: "Yes, and also no."

"What does that mean?" Huo La immediately asks, his eyes full of urgency, seeking to uncover the truth behind it.

The six gems on Regigigas's chest flash violently a few times, then the light gradually dims: "I am weary... someone awaits you at the Sinnoh Temple; the rest, it will tell you everything."

As the words end, an ancient Stone Tablet slowly drifts from its body, its surface etched with obscure patterns, the final Stone Tablet of A Er Zhou Si.

Huo La stares blankly at the tablet, quickly reaching out to catch it.

He looks up, the six gems on Regigigas's chest have completely dimmed, no light remains; his massive body also grows stiff, sinking into silence.

Huo La knows in his heart that if Regigigas does not speak, asking is futile, and everything Regigigas just said, along with the secret on the light curtain, must be thoroughly digested for a while.

Thus, he puts away the tablet and gathers the five Legendary Giants.

He gently pats the still‑shocked, dazed Xiao Zhao, Bin Lian and Shan Kui, and whispers, "Let's go."

The three, as if waking from a dream, nod one after another, follow Huo La, slowly turn and leave the Snow Peak Temple; behind them, only Regigigas's massive, silent body remains.

After Huo La and the others vanish beyond the Temple, in the dead‑silent air inside, Regigigas's faint, hoarse voice rises again, carrying endless wistfulness and hope, murmuring softly, "A Er Zhou Si... hero..."