Three battles had ended.
And the victors were all Digimon created by Shiko.
Not only that.
Every one of them had defeated these powerful First-tier Legendary Pokémon with the strength of Second-tier Legendaries.
The performances of Puppetmon, Machinedramon, and MetalSeadramon.
Had given Shiko an enormous surprise.
Screech!!
A sharp, resonant cry rang out in the sky.
Shiko raised his head.
And saw an eye-catching figure slowly flying over from within the crimson setting sun.
Wherever he flew.
A dazzling rainbow arched across the sky.
A white abdomen and a red head.
A brilliant golden tail and crimson wings.
The ends of his red feathers.
Were also edged with a ring of green.
His figure was magnificent, and a single glance was enough to tell he was extraordinary.
He's here!
The final First-tier Legendary!
The Legendary Pokémon!
Ho-Oh!
Recorded in ancient myths from prehistoric times, he was said to possess the miraculous power to revive the dead.
Legends said that those who saw Ho-Oh would gain eternal happiness.
This was an incomparably auspicious First-tier Legendary.
But in Shiko's eyes.
This guy.
Was absolutely the strongest among the four First-tier Legendaries today!
As one of the oldest existences.
Ho-Oh's strength was definitely unfathomable.
Even from such a distance.
Shiko could clearly sense the ocean-like Fire-type aura surging from Ho-Oh's body.
The intensity of this energy.
Without a doubt, greatly surpassed the previous three!
Screech!!
Ho-Oh locked onto Shiko, who stood on the mountain peak, from afar.
With a flap of his wings.
Terrifying waves of flame swept outward.
Dense Fire-type energy.
Surged so fiercely that it seemed as though it wanted to burn everything in this world to ash.
A mass of shining flame gathered in front of him.
It was so dazzling that it nearly blinded the eyes.
That blazing fireball.
Slowly changed from orange-red to white.
And it radiated a powerful holy aura!
Ho-Oh's signature move!
Sacred Fire!
The enormous sacred white flame.
Swept toward Shiko's position.
Wherever it passed.
What an impolite way to say hello.
Shiko let out a cold snort.
He raised his hand and was just about to counterattack.
However, at that moment.
The corner of his eye keenly caught a figure rapidly approaching.
So the hand he had raised.
Was lowered again.
The next second.
A clown dressed in flashy clothing appeared in front of Shiko.
Energy surged over his long, slender white fingers.
Whoosh!!
A violent gale rose.
Sweeping up the sand and stones on the ground.
Toy Wonderness!
After this signature move was released.
The surging airwaves condensed into a storm.
They rolled up the sand and stones on the ground.
Covering everything before them until the sky and earth were blotted out.
In their ears.
Only the piercing roar of the violent wind could be heard.
The enormous tornado storm collided with the sacred white flame.
The swirling air currents.
Sliced the scorching flames into countless tiny tongues of fire.
And tore them apart along the outer edge of the hurricane.
The sand-and-stone tornado and the blazing white flame collided and erased each other.
After remaining in a deadlock for a while.
Both attacks disappeared without a trace.
On the mountain peak.
Aside from Shiko and Himeko.
Another figure had suddenly appeared.
(End of Chapter)
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