frightfiction Chapter 435 The first three imperial families
Chapter 435 The first three imperial families
"Hiss! A gigantic nest?!"
Duan Guanjun stared at the surging dark purple energy in the holographic projection and said in a deep voice again, "Max Lair?" The last syllable rose, carrying a questioning tone.
His shimmering Gallade trembled slightly, and psychic energy rippled through the clouds.
Duan Guanjun then asked, "Zhang Heng, what exactly is that thing? Do you know?"
Zhang Heng was pondering some of the settings regarding the Giant Nest in his original world.
"This is a special space that can nurture Dynamax energy." He raised his voice, letting it penetrate the howling wind.
Dynamax Dens are special locations associated with Dynamaxing and are typically used to describe specific areas or scenes in a game.
Zhang Heng continued, "The area completely covered by dark purple energy is a special location related to Dynamax. There may be wild Pokémon that have already Dynamaxed, or even worse."
He suddenly stopped, his gaze sweeping over the energy stream gushing from the center of the nest.
"Even worse? Isn't Dynamax only valid for using three Dynamax moves before it's canceled?"
Zhang Heng shook his head slightly upon hearing this.
"Dynamaxing, achieved by gathering energy through the Max Band, can indeed only use three moves."
"However, if wild Pokémon in a Max Den are infused with Max Energy for an extended period of time, they will lose their original rationality and remain in Max Mode. The only way to remove this state is to defeat and capture them."
In fact, Duan Guanjun wouldn't care about the scientific research value of this thing, but rather whether it would threaten China's security or become an uncontrollable factor.
If it is confirmed that there are uncontrollable threats in this area, Duan Guanjun would not mind entering the lair directly and eradicating the entire area.
After thinking for a while, Duan Guanjun continued, "Can you figure out the pattern of how these giant nests are generated? Could this happen on Chinese territory or in residential towns?"
"It wouldn't happen suddenly; there must be some factor involved..."
Zhang Heng gripped the feathers of the Warrior Eagle tightly, the strong wind whipping ice crystals across his cheeks, but his thoughts were churning with memories of the Fengcheng Sea Fishing Competition.
The overwhelming pressure and exploding energy particles in the air when Mudkip Dynamaxes overlap with the image of the nest projected onto the screen.
With some thoughts in mind, the scene of using Dynamax that time came back to me, and suddenly a flash of inspiration struck me.
"Oh right! Last time, when Mudkip was bound by those bandits with a special steel net, I didn't use a full Dynamax!!"
On that occasion, in the waters in front of Kirishima, Duan Guanjun did indeed use Flash Gallade to conceal his presence and observe Zhang Heng's battle with this group of ruthless bandits.
In that instance, Zhang Heng did indeed use the Max Bracer directly, gathering Dynamax energy and then transferring it directly to Mudkip, without taking the action of returning Mudkip to its Poké Ball.
"You mean, the last Dynamax caused an energy leak, which eventually formed what you call a Dynamax Den?"
Since Zhang Heng had brought it up, he wasn't thinking of shirking responsibility, and he nodded directly, acknowledging the possibility.
"Duan Guanjun, leave this to me. Send me the coordinates of that sea area, and I'll handle it personally."
Duan Guanjun nodded to himself, knowing that people who are responsible and have a sense of duty are easily recognized by others.
"Evan and Minhui have already led the rescue team there, and other things have happened there."
"Rescue team?! Have there been any casualties?"
Duan Guanjun's eyes sharpened, and he continued, "Just a few hours ago, a cargo ship was sailing in that area of water when it was suddenly absorbed into the nest that had formed."
"Fortunately, there were no reports of casualties. The crew reacted quickly and escaped in water-type or flying-type Pokémon."
Zhang Heng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If his mistake had led to casualties, he would not have been able to get over it.
The champion then changed the subject, continuing, "But there's still some cargo on board, as well as the original three starter Pokémon..."
He brought up another holographic image: the shattered shipwreck floated on the surface of the sea, where dark purple energy surged. The steel tank containing the special Poké Balls of the first generation of starter Pokémon was being swept into a suddenly formed nest.
"According to the survivors, the crew members originally had a chance to bring the steel tank back, but the moment the steel tank was sucked in, a bright red light flashed and towering flames came out, even boiling the seawater."
Zhang Heng frowned slightly. Only a Dynamaxed Pokémon could create flames on the sea surface capable of boiling water.
"Duan Guanjun, are these original starter Pokémon all in their initial forms?"
Zhang Heng's intention in asking this question was quite clear: only Fire-type Pokémon can boil seawater, and among the original three starter Pokémon, only Charmander's family is Fire-type.
Even if it were just the initial form of the original starter Pokémon, even if Charmander were to use its extremely fiery power, it would still be impossible to boil the seawater.
Only a Charizard capable of reaching Gigantamax form, unleashing Gigantamax Inferno, could possibly create a boiling sea.
"These first-generation starter Pokémon don't just have their initial forms. They were raised domestically and then sent abroad in exchange for other starter Pokémon."
Duan Guanjun also felt that Dynamax Pokémon might not be so easy to deal with, and also wanted to give this young trainer some confidence.
"I don't expect you to recover the losses, I only ask you to eliminate the uncontrollable factor of the Max Lair."
"Okay, champion, I will definitely handle this properly!"
Zhang Heng caught the blue light coordinates projected by the encyclopedia steadily with his fingertips. The crisp sound of the metal encyclopedia closing was like a bugle call to battle.
Duan Guanjun gazed at the churning clouds in the south, the sea breeze lifting the unhealed bandages beneath his trench coat—the wounds left from his last battle with God.
"I will immediately travel to the border between the Thousand Islands and the South China Sea." His voice, mingled with the howling wind, carried the weight of every word.
Zhang Heng also realized the urgency of the situation and said, "The Kyurem... has already approached the border of the South China Sea?" A hoarse question came from his dry throat, and cold sweat seeped from his forehead.
"There's no need to be nervous; at this stage, we just need to solidify our defenses."
As Duan Guanjun turned around, his Flash Gallade simultaneously released a pale purple shield, and psychic ripples spread across the clouds.
"I am going to join forces with Huahai Champion to reinforce the defenses." On the holographic map, dozens of red dots flashed continuously along the border.
"Minhui has led a group of Fighting-type trainers to deploy at the Dynamax Den. You will join them immediately. After that, come with Minhui to the South China Sea border to meet me."
"Remember!"
As soon as Duan Guanjun finished speaking, a dark purple aura suddenly rose around Shiny Gallade.
The super energy enveloped the two like flowing silk, instantly distorting the surrounding light. With a clear hum, Duan Guanjun and Gallade left only a fleeting pale purple afterimage in the clouds.
"Instant teleportation, that's really fast."
Watching the departing figure, Zhang Heng couldn't help but sigh.
Instant teleportation is the only way to move in this world without riding a mount, and it is exceptionally convenient.
However, apart from legendary Pokémon, only five common Pokémon can learn this move.
They are Alakazam, Ralts, Natu, Daewoo, and Claydol.
"It seems I need to hurry up and complete the type-building task before I can catch other new and interesting Pokémon."
Zhang Heng rode the Warrior Eagle through the thick clouds, the salty sea breeze carrying a scorching heat towards him.
The sea as far as the eye could see looked like boiled asphalt, and the gigantic energy molecules suspended in the air had an eerie blood-red hue, condensing into flowing mist in mid-air.
The sky above was stained an ominous purplish-red, like a wound torn open by a giant beast, constantly oozing dark purple liquid.
The raised mudflats below resemble a twisted giant hand, their surface covered with spiderweb-like energy patterns.
Six hexagonal stone pillars of varying sizes, shimmering with scarlet light, are arranged in a ring, with arc-shaped energy links flowing between them, forming a bottomless void in the center of the mudflat.
The roar came from the depths of the lair, shaking the entire sea and causing black ripples. The chaotic energy, like an out-of-control current, occasionally pierced through the clouds suspended in the air.
At the edge of the mudflats, Ivan held an energy detector in his hand, his eyes behind the lens serious.
"Quick! The action team should set up invisibility rocks and sprinkle water chestnuts around this cave!"
Min Hui was directing more than a dozen trainers dressed in specially made League battle suits to set up a defensive line. The bulging muscle lines under the trainers' clothes indicated that they were Fighting-type trainers.
These are the Fighting-type trainers that Duan Guanjun, on Zhang Heng's advice, transferred from South China. They will form an indispensable and important defensive line in dealing with the crisis facing Kyurem.
As Zhang Heng's gaze swept across the crowd, a slender figure caught his eye—Min Fangxin.
After their parting in the City of Ghosts, Zhang Heng hadn't heard from Amin for a long time. He sent several messages and made several phone calls, but Amin didn't respond.
"Alas, it seems that Amin knows that his second brother has already lost his life at the hands of the Kyurem in the Antarctic expedition team."
After Duan Guanjun returned from his serious injury, I learned about this from Amin's older brother.
Zhang Heng knew that Amin was in great pain, but there was no one else who could comfort him; he had to get through it on his own.
At this moment, Min Fangxin was wrapped in a large windproof coat. His hair, which was already prematurely white, looked even more disheveled now.
His once bright eyes were now bloodshot, his skin was so pale it was almost transparent, and his cheekbones were prominent.
The gloom churning in his eyes and the almost obsessive ruthlessness were like a venomous snake coiled around him, making him completely different from the spirited young man in my memory.