Chapter 497: Czekrom

Huo La reached out and pressed the main control switch before him.

A thick, powerful force instantly burst from his feet, spreading along the dense network of pipes and circulating to every corner of the Final Weapon.

The ancient tower trembled lightly, and then the massive tower body began to rise slowly, inch by inch lifting out of the strata buried for millennia.

"The weapon has already been activated; we should leave." AZ's eyes were complex, mixing nostalgia with millennia of memories and emotions.

Huo La's expression tightened, and he immediately nodded: "There are only twenty minutes left in the window; no time to delay, hurry!"

The two did not linger, turned, and hurried out of the passage.

At this moment, the battle outside still raged, darkening the heavens and earth.

Above the ruins of Shixiang Town, the clash of the Six Divine Beasts remained unbearably fierce.

The Space-Time Trio and the Kalos Three Gods continuously launched fierce assaults, exploding energy across the sky and stirring waves of violent aura.

The shattered earth kept trembling, and the whole sky was shrouded in the smoke from the Divine Beasts' battle. While the two sides were deadlocked, a vast black gloom suddenly descended from the distant horizon.

It was not a cloud, but pure darkness bearing an aura of annihilation.

The muffled sound of breaking air grew louder, and a black Dragon burst through the clouds, its body surrounded by a terrifying aura that devoured light, slowly descending onto the battlefield.

It is Czekrom!

Atop the black Dragon stood a man with a cold aura and a commanding presence, the Heizhu Region's top schemer—Ghetsis.

He stood steadily on Czekrom's head, coldly overlooking the chaotic battlefield, his gaze finally fixing on Lysandre, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Czekrom hovered at the side of the battlefield, black lightning crackling around it, a massive destructive force slowly unfurling, forcibly carving a realm of its own darkness amid the auras of the six gods' standoff.

Lysandre sensed the unfamiliar and terrifying pressure, furrowing his brows tightly, immediately halting the Kalos Three Gods' offensive, his face cold as he looked at the unexpected uninvited guest.

"I didn't expect you to come to Kalos, Ghetsis." Lysandre's tone was icy, full of vigilance.

Ghetsis let out a light laugh, his voice full of mockery and sarcasm: "Lysandre, I thought after all these years of scheming you would have a sure win. Now it seems you're no different. Holding the top power of the Carlos Three Divine Beasts, yet you're tangled by a few brats and three Space-Time Divine Beasts, gaining no advantage, and even the Final Weapon you cherish most is about to be snatched away."

"All that hustle for so long and gaining nothing, your grand ambitions are truly laughable."

"You and I are essentially the same kind of person, and you have the nerve to mock me? You chase extreme control of power, I chase a better New World; in the end, you're nothing but a failure imprisoned by your own obsession."

"Exactly, I am a failure." Ghetsis admitted openly, not angry but smiling even wider, "But now I can give you a chance to turn the tables."

Lysandre's eyes flickered, silently waiting for his next words.

Ghetsis raised his hand, pointing at the Final Weapon slowly rising in midair, and laid out his proposal: "I know your plan; you intend to use the massive Life Energy of the Final Weapon to cull excess life and reshape a stable New World. I can help you."

"Help me? What exactly are you scheming?" Lysandre's face was full of caution as he asked in a low voice.

Ghetsis replied calmly: "You should know what I want—ultimate control. As long as this world remains under my rule, losing half of the humans and Pokemon is irrelevant to me. In fact, as you say, a world halved and orderly might even be more perfect and easier for me to dominate."

On the surface, their goals seemed different and conflicting, yet in essence they overlapped greatly.

They both despised the current World Rules and were determined to overturn the present world, forging their own New World with their own hands.

After a brief silence, the cold in Lysandre's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a calculating expression.

"Fine." he said in a low voice, "A temporary alliance, each taking what we need."

As soon as the words fell, Ghetsis barked loudly: "Czekrom, Cross Lightning!"

The pitch‑black Dragon flapped its wings and roared, the dark lightning sweeping the entire sky, a domineering destructive force crashing down, heading straight for the Space-Time Trio.

The battlefield situation reversed completely at that moment.

The original Kalos Three Gods, together with the suddenly‑joined Czekrom, gave the enemy four legendary Divine Beasts, forming a four‑against‑three crushing formation.

The pressure on the Space-Time Trio multiplied several times in an instant.

Xiaoyin, Paipa, and Bilan's expressions changed simultaneously, completely outmatched, unable to withstand the combined assault of the four gods.

At the critical moment when the battle was about to collapse entirely, two figures sprinted out of the ancient tower passage and landed steadily on the ruined ground.

It was Huo La and AZ, who had just triggered the mechanism and fled in haste.

The two looked up at the sky, seeing the four Divine Beasts looming over heaven and earth, their own Space-Time Trio retreating step by step, the entire battlefield collapsing, the disadvantage now irrecoverable.

AZ's expression grew extremely grim: "We're doomed; Ghetsis and Czekrom's sudden interference has completely derailed all our plans."

【5】 Huo La stared at the chaotic, brutal battle above, his heart sinking to the bottom of a valley.

Huo La looked up at the chaotic, savage battlefield, and his heart instantly sank to the valley floor.

The twenty‑minute window for exiling the Final Weapon was already tight; given the current situation, not only defeating Lysandre is impossible, but if the Kyurem cannot hold and leaves the battlefield, their side will collapse instantly.

In the critical moment, Huo La reached out and tightly grasped the two Pokeballs at his waist, rapidly weighing his options in his mind.

After a moment of thought, he released his grip on the Necrozma and hurled the other Pokeball forcefully into the air!

"Come out, Deoxys!"