Chapter 923

A moment later, watching the tail-less Cyclizar, for some reason, not even looking at the tree berry trees in the restricted area, and walking aimlessly toward the distance with a pace that seemed to be much more tired and heavy.

Su Hao made a decision.

"I want... to take this Cyclizar away."

The expressions of the three of Long Ying stalled. After surprise, they didn't stop Su Hao too much.

Perhaps, from the moment they agreed to bring Su Hao to the habitat of the Cyclizar clan, they had a hope in their hearts that they could let Su Hao, an outsider of the Dragon Tamer clan, take away the tail-less Cyclizar.

The three looked at each other, nodded solemnly, and then Long Ying said: "We know where its residence is... perhaps because it is almost at the end of its rope, this Cyclizar entered a safe point shrouded in the dragon power of a powerful dragon clan and used it as a residence."

Su Hao nodded slightly: "Okay."

My name is Koraidon, an ancient Pokémon that existed in a not-small clan in ancient times.

I have all the self-awareness of a powerhouse. My fists can crack the earth, I view those weaker than myself as ants and dust on the ground, and I dare to provoke existences stronger than myself.

Then, I provoked a Caterpie flying in the sky and was beaten without any power to fight back on the other party's home field.

In a panic, I fell into a sealed land composed of unknown principles.

Then, I found that even if I used all my strength, I couldn't break free from the seal.

And that flying Caterpie seemed to be particularly vengeful, even letting humans who believe in it build a high tower where I was sealed. In the language of those humans, it seems to be called "Sky Tower," right?

The flying Caterpie lived on the top of the tower where no humans could explore, and I was sealed for endless years.

Finally, at some point, I discovered a group of small dragons that were somewhat similar to our Koraidon clan, but looked like they had degenerated.

They are called "Cyclizar" by humans.

I have a hunch that they are the species evolved from my clansmen who were once in the outside world.

Their gentle appearance, which has been completely domesticated by weak humans, can't see the appearance of our clan, which was once famous for its ferocity.

The name "King of Wings" has been completely tarnished.

Watching them run freely, for the first time in a long time, my state of mind, which was like stagnant water, changed, and I began to yearn for the freedom I had lost for countless days.

After a long period of observation and attempts, I finally figured out the conditions for leaving this seal.

Shamefully learn the specialty of my descendants who don't know how many generations later—tail-less, and then abandon my essence and power as Koraidon on the tail-less, confusing the seal.

Then transform into an ordinary Cyclizar to leave here.

When a group of humans gathered at some point called me the Dragon God and brought a group of weaklings to comprehend the power I dissipated,