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His thoughts transformed into the most stringent instructions.
"Remember, the entire process must not produce even the slightest unnecessary energy fluctuation."
"Absolutely not."
Chapter 98 Fairy Tablets and the Aura of Death! The Nine-Tailed Fox's Metamorphosis!
This is a nearly impossible task.
A hundred meters is nothing more than a brief sprint in the eyes of ordinary people.
However, at this moment, in this forbidden land shrouded by the realm of the gods, this hundred-meter distance is an insurmountable chasm.
In the air, invisible life energy fields flowed and collided wildly and chaotically. They were the most concentrated source of life, possessing a destructive repulsive force against any external energy.
Using a fragile thread of telekinesis, he pierced through this area, which was comparable to a level twelve energy storm, and precisely retrieved a fragment of a stone slab.
This is no longer about threading a needle.
This is in the center of a detonated minefield, attempting to defuse a trigger-activated bomb.
Lin Che's heart pounded heavily in his chest, each beat like the beating of a war drum. He dared not even breathe too loudly, for fear that the slightest disturbance would cause the thread holding all hope to snap instantly.
However, Zhixing remained unmoved.
As a radiant creature born in the depths of space with extraordinary spiritual talent, the word "fear" does not exist in its dictionary.
It has absolute trust in its trainer.
Zhixing's body slowly floated into the air and detached from the ground.
Those enormous, magnificent, colorful eyes, which seemed to contain endless stars, ignited with dazzling golden flames at this moment.
An immense spiritual power, powerful enough to distort light, was channeled from its spiritual core. This power was incredibly pure, containing not a trace of impurity. Under Zhi Xing's terrifying control, it was continuously condensed, purified, and compressed.
The space trembled slightly.
Ultimately, all the light and energy converged into a single point.
A nearly completely transparent thread of psychic energy, which only refracts a faint light at specific angles, has taken shape.
It is as thin as a spider's thread, yet incredibly resilient.
go with.
With Lin Che and Zhi Xing's shared will, the thread silently extended forward.
It wasn't fast, but it had a strange rhythm.
Ahead, a dense mass of life energy, over three meters in diameter, resembled a green sun, radiating abundant vitality and a destructive force field.
The psychic threads reached its edge without the slightest pause, deftly bypassing the force field's interference range with an incredible arc.
It continued forward.
Another energy field.
This time, two energy fields collided, and the resulting energy ripples were enough to tear apart steel.
The silk thread darted precisely through the gaps in the ripples, like the most nimble fish, without getting wet in the slightest.
Fine beads of sweat had already seeped from Lin Che's forehead.
Through the deepest spiritual connection established with Zhixing, he was not a bystander; he was the operator himself.
He could clearly feel how dangerous each brush with someone was.
He could "see" how the violent energy particles around the silk thread were frantically trying to completely assimilate and annihilate this foreign object.
Every second felt like an eternity.
Zhixing's mental energy is being depleted at an alarming rate.
at last.
The thread carrying all hope crossed the hundred-meter-wide zone of death and successfully reached Xerneas's magnificent and sacred antlers.
It paused for half a second, adjusting its posture.
Then, gently and slowly, like the tenderest caress of a lover, it wrapped around the fragment of the Fairy Slate, which was embedded at the base of the antlers and emitted a soft pink glow.
It worked!
Lin Che's heart skipped a beat, followed by uncontrollable elation.
Right now, slowly... take it back...
In his heart, with the calmest of intentions, he gave Zhixing his final command.
The silk threads are being recycled.
The stone slab was gently peeled off the antlers.
One centimeter.
Two centimeters.
At the very instant the stone slab completely separated from Xernias's body!
A sudden change occurred!
A pure, cold, and terrifying aura of death, so intense it could make one's soul tremble, erupted without warning from Xernias's sleeping body!
This aura did not spread outwards, but rather precisely locked onto the psychic thread that had been in indirect contact with it!
Like a black lightning bolt, it surged upstream along the silk thread, striking Zhixing's brilliant golden spiritual core a hundred meters away with an incomprehensible and unavoidable speed!
"Woo!"
A mournful cry, so piercing it seemed inhuman, burst forth from Zhixing's mouth.
It was a kind of excruciating pain that originated from the depths of the soul.
Its spiritual power was completely drained and annihilated the moment it was touched by the black aura, before it could even put up any resistance!
The light in Zhixing's colorful eyes, which contained the stars of the universe, dimmed and went out instantly.
Its body convulsed and trembled violently, then lost all strength, like a precision machine whose power had been cut off, and collapsed straight down from mid-air, crashing heavily to the ground!
"Snapped!"
The fragments of the fairy stone tablet, now freed from the power of telekinesis, fell onto the grass not far away, their pink light flickering on and off.
at the same time.
A terrifying thought containing endless despair, deathly silence, and destruction surged into Lin Che's mind like a torrent bursting through the momentarily severed mental link!
His vision was instantly filled with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
Everything withers!
The world is collapsing!
A pure evil, existing solely for destruction, raged wildly in his mental world!
Lin Che's pupils suddenly contracted. He immediately realized that this aura, this will, definitely did not belong to Xerneas, the God of Life!
Its origin lies in a legendary Pokémon that is completely opposed to Xerneas in terms of life rank—
Yveltal, the God of Destruction!
"Hakron, quick! Use your healing skill to help Zhixing recover!"
Lin Che forcefully broke free from the mental shock, let out a roar, and rushed forward to tightly embrace Zhi Xing, whose body was ice-cold and whose breath was weak.
At that moment, when he looked at the sleeping Xernias again, he finally understood why the forest had gradually withered away.
He understood the whole truth.
The Cygnus were not sleeping peacefully.
It is using its immense and unparalleled life force to build a cage, day after day, year after year, barely suppressing the death force that is enough to destroy everything from within!
It is sacrificing itself.
He sacrificed his eternal slumber and the passing of his life to ensure the continued existence of the entire Carlos region, and even the world!
Lin Che dared not linger for even a moment.
That land, steeped in tragedy and foreboding, still carries the chilling scent of death in every inch of its air.
He bent down, his fingertips touching the hard-won fragment of the Fairy Stone Tablet, and a warm sensation originating from the very source of the world instantly washed over him. He quickly put it away, without a moment's examination or appreciation.
With a thought, the exhausted Zhixing and several other equally exhausted Pokémon transformed into streaks of red light and were all recalled into Poké Balls to recuperate.
"go!"
With a low shout, he flipped over and straddled the back of the Warrior Eagle.
The eagle let out a loud cry, its wings flapping violently, swirling up a flurry of withered leaves, and soared into the sky like an arrow. Lin Che's figure was rapidly pulled higher, and the Lost Forest in his vision transformed into a dark green ocean, while the core area where the battle had taken place was a shocking, deathly vortex.
The wind howled in his ears. He lowered his body, casting aside all distracting thoughts, and only one word remained in his mind—retreat!
He flew eastward, straight out of the oppressive area of the Lost Forest, until the vegetation beneath him was no longer a somber dark green, but a vibrant emerald green, at which point he slowed down slightly.
Finally, he landed in a secluded valley that was not marked on the map, surrounded by mountains and far from human habitation.
The Warrior Eagle landed steadily, and Lin Che flipped off, immediately releasing his mental energy. Combined with the faint perception transmitted by Zhixing from inside the Poké Ball, he carefully scanned every inch of land within a radius of several kilometers.
Only after confirming that there were no living beings or energy sources spying on them did their tense nerves finally relax.
He let out a long breath and released the elves one by one.
Although they were tired, the Growlithe and Dragonite let out reassuring whimpers as they saw the safe environment around them.
Without delay, Lin Che solemnly took out the fragment of the stone slab from his backpack.
As soon as the fragment appeared, it emitted a soft yet undeniable pink light, bathing the entire valley in a dreamlike hue.
The Alola Ninetales approached with graceful steps, its curiosity evident. The gleam of the stone slabs was reflected in its icy blue eyes, and its long tail swayed gently behind it.
It lowered its head and gently sniffed the broken stone slab with its small nose.
It's this moment.
The instant its nose touched the stone slab.