Reshiram, without hesitation, activated Overclock Mode, unleashing a maximum power attack with the flood of flames.
Kyurem, gasping for breath, had no time to catch its breath and could only grit its teeth to counter the attack from above.
However.
This time, the disparity between the two was even greater. The terrifying cyan flames nearly swallowed Kyurem's ice energy instantly, pouring everything onto its body.
Amidst the flames.
Kyurem roared in pain while enduring the agony.
Last time, the one being targeted by flight capabilities was Groudon.
"Help me, Reshiram."
Natsuhiko placed his hand on its neck.
Encased in the "Cyan Flame," Natsuhiko couldn't contact Kyurem through telepathy. He could only rely on Reshiram's strength.
"Kyurem." Natsuhiko's voice sounded in the pained Kyurem's mind.
[Roar——!!]
The response made Natsuhiko's facial muscles twitch.
He continued:
"I know you're very angry, but the target of your anger should not be the innocent residents and Pokémon around here. Your real enemy is the Plasma Team."
His words seemed to plunge into the sea.
No response at all.
Natsuhiko felt his heart skip a beat.
Reshiram didn't go too far, did it?
[No, as its shell, it cannot be destroyed.]
Reshiram, acting as the intermediary "operator," spoke.
Natsuhiko: "...."
After a while.
Kyurem's weary voice finally sounded again.
[Trainer, what exactly do you want to say?]
There's hope.
Kyurem's attitude had significantly improved.
Clearly, after venting, it was gradually calming down.
Kyurem: You try being encased in these flames?
"I'll help you get revenge on the Plasma Team, just hope you can calm down."
Natsuhiko's attitude was sincere, speaking in a negotiating tone.
If what Reshiram said is true, that Kyurem cannot be destroyed, it would be a big problem if it refused to let go of its anger.
Another long silence followed.
Natsuhiko patted Reshiram's shoulder, signaling it to stop.
When the cyan flames dispersed, Kyurem's disheveled appearance came into Natsuhiko's view.
Sigh——
Exhaling a breath of darkness.
Kyurem lifted its head, the deep blue in its eyes gradually dispelling the red glow.
[I want to go too!]
"No, you can't fly. By the time you get there, they're already gone." Natsuhiko flatly refused.
Kidding.
If you go, who knows if you'll rage again or be controlled by the Plasma Team once more. It'll be another fight.
Polite Kyurem: You?
[How do I know you're not just saying that?]
Kyurem asked.
[I can vouch for him.]
Reshiram interjected again.
Kyurem glanced at it, disinterested, and continued to look at Natsuhiko.
Reshiram: Let me burn a little longer!
Natsuhiko pressed his lips together.
"In the northwest direction, you will see the cyan flames shooting skyward and the blazing fire everywhere. This is the justice for you."
This time, even if the Plasma Team can't be completely wiped out, it should at least set them back ten years.
Otherwise, Natsuhiko really dare not leave Unova.
Who knows, next time, whether he'll face the fused Dark Kyurem or Flame White Kyurem.
Moreover.
This also undoubtedly provides the Hunter Guild with more and greater development space, achieving two goals at once.
Kyurem remained silent.
Boom——!!
Just as it fell silent.
A fiery red figure slid down from above, embedding itself firmly into the thick ice layer.
Kyurem recognized it.
It was the creature that had been buzzing around its ears like a fly all this time.
Shining Genesect.
Clack clack clack——
Four Genesects descended one after another, their four cannons aimed at their former leader.
One of them said to Natsuhiko excitedly, "We took down the leader, we took down the leader."
The Genesect lying on the ground listened to those words and looked at Natsuhiko, who was riding on Reshiram in the sky, eyes filled with indescribable desolation.
In the end, it made a mistake.
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