chsdbacks Chapter 304 Akromar's "Nine Deaths and One Life" Situation.
Chapter 304 Akromar's "Nine Deaths and One Life" Situation.
Chapter 304 Akromar's "Nine Deaths and One Life" Situation.
"You'll get compensation?!"
Joggs was bound and pressed against the scorching floor, his arms and body aching from the pain, but upon hearing Ze Shu's words, he felt like spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Have you no shame?!
Look at the "scars" on this destroyer. Is it more damage caused by attacks that we Pokémon could easily block, or by your Rashiram's world-destroying Fire-type move?
You're actually demanding compensation from us?!
Our plasma team has to wipe this destroyer clean three times a day, inside and out. We cherish it so much, we wouldn't dare to damage it!
If there's going to be compensation, shouldn't it be you, the one who summoned Rashiram, who's going to pay?
But the Yoghurs were pressed under the scorching floor and had no choice but to bow their heads.
In particular, he was very afraid of death. Or rather, most of the seven sages of the Plasma Team, these old Dengs who had lived for so long, became more and more afraid of death as they got older.
"I...I..." Joggs gritted his teeth, his voice low and trembling as he coughed up blood, "What compensation do you want..."
As long as... as long as you let me go, we... will agree to anything you want...
"Let you go?" Ze Shu tilted his head and smiled inexplicably.
He did not answer whether he could be let go.
He then changed the subject, saying, "By the way, where should my destroyer head? And, recently, has some rat named...Akroma escaped onto my destroyer?"
your?
Fine! It's yours! He accepted this humiliating period!
Joggs was fuming and about to answer where the Ze Shu ship was headed.
But then, when he heard the name "Akroma" from Ze Shu, his pupils shrank, and he immediately shut his mouth and remained silent.
"Oh?" Although he didn't say a word, he indirectly told Ze Shu the answer, "Heh, it seems he really is here."
Seeing this, Xiao Lan nodded seriously, had Espeon throw the Team Plasma members it had captured with its psychic powers to Sigana, and then said, "I'm going to find a map of the ship's rooms."
But Xiao Lan has not yet taken any action.
Perhaps it was because the commotion here was too loud—the splashes of the plasma teams jumping into the sea, the screams of pain from being burned by the flames of Lexiram, and the pleas for mercy were incessant.
The hatch leading to the bottom of the ship was slightly ajar, and from the darkness, a pair of eyes wearing high-tech glasses peeked out.
His gaze swept across the room, and when his eyes landed on Lassiram, he paused for a moment.
When he saw Ze Shu's face again, who was holding Yogos captive, his pupils dilated in shock, and he couldn't help but hide in surprise.
But perhaps due to the panic, the hatch made a slight "thump," which was insignificant in the chaotic scene of Higana arresting Team Plasma members.
Keze noticed it, and so did Xiaolan.
"Sawaki, there!"
Before Xiao Lan could warn him, Ze Shu made his move. He flicked his wrist, sending Jogus flying and rolling with a few thuds, blood splattering, to the feet of a bewildered Xi Jiana.
Just then, Deoxys appeared from his waist and, wielding immense superpowers, blasted straight toward the hatch.
There was a loud "bang"!
The massive steel hatch twisted, its center caved in, and the connection between it and the frame was torn apart before it crashed with force into the darkness behind the hatch!
Then, Ze Shu heard a muffled groan of pain coming from where the hatch had been slammed open.
"I'll go after them! Higana, keep an eye on this place! Don't let these guys escape from my destroyer," Ze Shu said quickly to Higana.
"what?"
Xijiana was completely bewildered. She hadn't even figured out what was going on, or even finished understanding what Zeshu was saying when she saw Xiaolan and Zeshu enter the hatch.
She was all alone here.
This left her bewildered, and she exclaimed "Ah!" again.
The bottom of this destroyer is very dark.
And for some reason, perhaps because of the special "fuel" of the giant cannon that could freeze the entire city streets, as Joggs mentioned earlier, it gets colder the further down you go.
There are many passageways connecting different places here, and many doors are tightly closed, which makes tracking extremely inconvenient.
But none of this caused Zeki any trouble, because when Deoxys's psychic powers were unleashed, blood was inexplicably flowing underground in this passage, and Zeki's fiery eyes could easily track it in the darkness.
He chased very fast, but the trail of blood continued to spread, indicating that the other party was also running very fast, running for their life.
He didn't know how long he had chased, but then he heard the sound of an iron gate slamming shut. The flow of blood was cut off at the closed iron gate.
"Oh."
"Smash it!"
Following closely behind Zeki, Deoxys's vertical pupils flashed, and his superpowers twisted into a knot, blasting straight at the door.
The door replicated what had just happened, first twisting and denting, then breaking free and crashing deeply inside with impact.
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As the door was smashed inward.
Then came a series of crisp, shattering sounds as glass instruments broke.
Ze Shu finally saw what the room looked like. It was clearly a laboratory, spacious and full of equipment, though many of the doors had been smashed by the force of the attack.
And in the very center of this laboratory stood a person in a white coat.
It is Akromah.
Compared to when I met him at the Tower of Heaven, he seemed to think he had everything under control.
Now, having been suddenly summoned by Ze Shu, his expression became much more tense and serious. The frame of his high-tech glasses, which he always wore, was broken, and bright red blood was flowing out.
"Investigator, I didn't expect you to actually find this place. You really caught me off guard." Akroma gasped for breath, wiping the blood from his face, and then looked at his blood-stained hands, speaking in a strange tone.
The extreme escape he just experienced must have been quite a burden for the researcher.
Ze Shu didn't answer, but frowned and looked at the Punishment Jar next to Akromma, which was trapped in a glass dome and emitted black energy.
Akromah followed Ze Shu's gaze and looked at the Jar of Punishment. Then he smiled slowly and said, "You came here because of Hoopa, didn't you? Although I haven't dared to touch this Jar of Punishment that exudes negative energy yet, I have made quite a few research results."
With his bloodied hands, he took out a sharp object resembling an iron awl and tilted its pointed end toward the glass that held the jar of punishment.
"Aren't you interested in my research findings?" Akromma said.
Ze Shu: "For example?"
Akromma smiled: "For example, this jar of punishment is the ancient vessel that sealed Hoopa. It also seals all of Hoopa's power and all of its evil thoughts. The Hoopa that follows you on the Tower of Heaven is not the form of its full power."
Ze Shu retorted, "That's all you've figured out?"
"Yes, that's it." Akromma moved the iron spike closer to the jar of punishment and sighed, "I never imagined that this conclusion I made would become a source of protection for me."
"I know that once I let go, I will be powerless to resist in your hands."
"If I fall into your hands, I believe you will use the most vicious methods in the world to torture me."
Ze Shu simply said, "Your assumptions about me based on your own dark mind will only make me despise you even more."
Akromar shook his head: "No, this is my summary of my feelings towards the trainers who obtained Pokémon through wicked means. If they were to capture me, I believe their actions would be exactly the same."
Ze Shu nodded and said, "So the only way you can keep your safety is to hold onto this iron spike, right? Whether you pierce the glass or put the spike down, there's only one outcome for you—death."
Akromma smiled and said, "Yes."
"The Judgment Jar contains not only Hoopa's power, but also Hoopa's malice. If I were to use my strength and pierce this glass along with the Judgment Jar, I might be killed by a punch from the enraged Mega Demon Hoopa released from the Judgment Jar."
"But if I put down the iron spike, then I can only beg for your mercy, so that I will not die such a pitiful death."
"Investigator, your sudden arrival has truly put me in a life-or-death situation."
Nodding, Ze Shu suddenly asked, "Then, in your 'nine deaths and one life' scenario, where exactly is that 'life' possible?"
Akromah said honestly, "It is because I was born that I could hold this heavy iron spike longer, lift it longer, and then make the ship sail longer."
Kuchizawa Itsuki: "Oh?"
Akromar's arms were trembling, but he still smiled and said, "The destroyer has already started sailing, hasn't it? If I'm not mistaken, its destination is the eastern sea area of the United States—that is, the direction east of the Cave of Giants."
Ze Shu nodded, and after a moment, added, "If I'm not mistaken, then the Giant's Cave is the legendary sleeping place of Kyurem, the Ice Dragon Pokémon. And your Team Plasma is ready to awaken it."
"When Kyurem awakens and the ship arrives at the Giant's Cave, you will believe that you can use Kyurem to gain a chance of survival."
"You..." Upon hearing Ze Shu's words, Akromma finally lost her composure and couldn't maintain her polite smile. "You... actually knew?"
Ze Shu calmly replied, "I guessed."
Akromah said in a cryptic tone, "Then you guessed very accurately."
He continued, "But now that we've revealed our hand, the only choice left for us is to wait—I'm waiting with my iron awl, and you're waiting with mine."
"After all, you don't want me to pierce this jar of punishment and turn Hoopa into that berserk, super-demon form, do you?"
Seemingly in an attempt to reverse the situation being suppressed by Ze Shu, Akromma calmly analyzed, "I believe in my willpower. I will definitely be able to hold the iron spike until the destroyer sails to the Giant's Cave—after all, it is the only moment in my life I can save my life."
"So, while it's said to be a nine-out-of-ten chance of death, it's actually—a ten-out-of-ten chance of survival."
In other words, Akromah felt that he was not likely to die.
Ze Shu slowly shook his head: "No."
He pointed out, "There's something you seem to be wrong about."
Akromma: "Oh?"
Ze Shu revealed the same smile Akromah had worn earlier, and said, "How could you possibly believe that the awakened Kyurem could defeat me and help you escape that 'nine deaths' situation?"
Upon hearing this, Akromar paused for a moment, then said, "With your White Dragon Rashiram?"
Ze Shu shook his head and said, "No."
Akroma frowned and asked, "On what grounds?"
Ze Shu remained silent this time, leaving only a calm expression on his face that made Akromma's heart pound with suspicion.
At this moment, in Hoenn, at Mt. Chimney.
"Ha! Haa!"
Gazing at the boiling, crimson lava in the crater, Chi Yansong spat out a mouthful of blood with great difficulty.
"The Hoenn League's encirclement has really put Team Magma in a tough spot. But it's alright, the moment has finally come."
"This is all thanks to you, Fire Goose. The League seems to know our Lava Team's whereabouts and keeps arresting us. If it weren't for your efforts, we probably wouldn't have made it this far."
Beside him, the woman whose face was hidden under her hood nodded, but looked at the back of the Crimson Flame Pine without saying a word.
"But now that we've reached this point, all the hard work before has paid off."
Crimson Pine took out a vermilion pearl from its bosom, held it tightly, and looked at the boiling magma.
"Legendary Pokémon that created the earth, awaken! You are the embodiment of the earth, and expanding it is your destiny. We should conquer all the oceans..."
As he spoke, the crimson pearl in Chi Yansong's hand emitted a dazzling red light, and the entire Yanlu Mountain began to tremble.
Seeing this, the campfire abandoned its last hesitation, stretched out its hand, gloved with rubber and covered with sticky, spicy fruit juice, and placed it directly on the gaunt face of the Crimson Flame Pine, which was shouting its words.
She attempted to stop the Red Flame Pine from her actions by using a spicy, corrosive, and sedative fruit juice.
The campfire was a success.
"Bonfire, you...you..." Crimson Pine peeked out from between Bonfire's fingers, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You...you've always been the cadre I trusted most...how...how could this be..."
"I'm sorry... Boss Crimson Pine, the Lava Team's actions... have caused too much harm..." Campfire said, his eyelids lowered. "That investigator was right... we shouldn't have done this... we should stop this..."
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The red flame pine's face was contorted by the fruit juice from the spring fire.
"Stop...stop...ha..." Crimson Pine gave a weak, cold laugh. "I can't stop! For the sake of the earth..."
But after saying this, his eyes rolled back slightly, and he fell into a deep sleep, stiffened by the fruit juice from the campfire.
The fruit juice, which is both spicy and corrosive, and can even induce sleepiness under these circumstances, is the best result of the campfire's approach to fruit juice. No one could stand having it smeared on their face.
Upon seeing this, the campfire breathed a sigh of relief.
"Things...at least for Team Magma, are over...right...."
But then she realized that although Crimson Flame Pine's will had been extinguished, his body had not collapsed, and the resonance with the crimson pearl in his hand had not stopped.
Instead, a wisp of red energy flowed along the vermilion pearl and gradually entered the body of the Crimson Flame Pine, making it scalding hot. Its pale eyes also revealed a red light—a red light of will.
The feeling emanating from the campfire was as if another will had replaced, or rather, taken control of, the will of the Crimson Flame Pine.
What kind of will controlled the Crimson Flame Pine?
The campfire's gaze followed the flow of energy, landing on the crimson orb. Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, its eyes widened, staring intently at the bottom of the boiling lava, and it exclaimed, "Could it be you...?"
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