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In other words, Necrozma was already beginning to awaken slowly, and this was a process that could not be stopped by any means.
Roy let out a soft sigh as he spent considerable time analyzing these grim findings. Based on his calculations of the previous sealing duration, he arrived at a final conclusion that made his blood run cold.
What might have taken a thousand years had now been reduced to a mere three or four years.
Urgency—that was Roy's immediate reaction.
A flash of anxiety crossed Roy's eyes. At this moment, his mind raced through every possibility, yet he could identify absolutely no Pokémon or suitable candidates who could stand against Necrozma in the battles to come.
What made matters worse was that the 'sun' and 'moon' were merely newborn deities who had just come into existence. They would need substantial time to fully master their own powers and reach their true potential.
Furthermore, Lunala had been gravely injured and was now obediently resting inside its Ultra Ball, recovering from its wounds.
From the corner of his eye, Roy caught sight of the large white lion rolling around on the ground out of sheer boredom. He couldn't help but sigh helplessly at the sight.
However, there was still a glimmer of hope to cling to. Before Necrozma could devour the 'sun' and 'moon,' Illumaniti had enabled the rebirth of new sun and moon deities. This meant that Necrozma wouldn't be completely invincible when he finally broke free.
Humanity might still have a fighting chance, however slim it might be.
Though Solgaleo's personality still resembled that of his previous form as Little Nebula, he should mature into a reliable adult before long... shouldn't he?
Dammit!
Roy strode over to Solgaleo's side and irritably tugged at the Pokémon's yellow bristled mane, drawing a confused and questioning gaze from the legendary beast.
"La?"
Why are you suddenly pulling my mane?
"It's nothing. Everything's been taken care of—let's head back now."
Roy tried to appear nonchalant as he leaped onto Solgaleo's broad back, wrapping his arms securely around the lion's neck to ensure he wouldn't be thrown off during their journey.
Solgaleo was thrilled at the prospect of returning home so everyone could see how magnificent and handsome he had become in his evolved form!
Solgaleo raised his majestic head, his gaze fixed on the vast emptiness of the space-time sea that stretched before them. It appeared he was planning to open an Ultra Wormhole in that very location.
His front paws tapped lightly against the floor, and immediately his hind legs transmitted the power forward in a leaping motion, assuming a running posture. The two of them quickly departed from the black tower's vicinity.
The very moment they left the interior of the black tower, the massive stone door behind them began to close slowly, producing a heavy, grinding sound as ancient stone scraped against stone.
Without any light source remaining, and with Solgaleo's departure taking away his radiant glow, the area surrounding Necrozma gradually fell into darkness once again. Only those faintly glowing spell barriers remained visible, constantly circulating in their eternal patterns.
Occasionally, brief flashes of light and shadow revealed that Necrozma was slowly shifting his body within his prison. But moments later, everything returned to the dim, oppressive gloom.
In the space-time sea, Roy commanded Solgaleo to use his own radiant light to condense and form two sturdy, gleaming chains. These chains were pulled taut behind Solgaleo, serving in place of ordinary ropes.
"La..."
...Why do I get the feeling that my current appearance looks strangely familiar somehow?
Roy, who was effectively using Solgaleo as a second-generation sled dog, maintained a stern, impassive expression. With a look that clearly said 'what are you talking about, I have no idea what you mean,' he turned a completely deaf ear to Solgaleo's resentful complaints.
In truth, Roy's heart was already bursting with satisfaction and amusement.
This time I'm stabbing your backside with a knife—opening your eyes to reality!
"Let's return home."
"La."
Solgaleo reluctantly accepted his role as a sled dog. The luminous chains released from his body were wrapped tightly around the tower not once but twice, ensuring that when they passed through the Ultra Wormhole later, the structure wouldn't be swept away by any incoming spatial turbulence or unstable currents.
Solgaleo moved forward with steady, measured steps. His front paws lightly scratched at the void itself, and brilliant radiance began to overflow from the cracked gap that appeared. The opening gradually expanded until it grew large enough to accommodate Solgaleo's considerable size.
As Solgaleo continued moving forward, the shimmering chains bound the tall black tower even more securely. He led it along the predetermined route, entering the Ultra Wormhole that had been opened just moments ago.
For a brief time, the upper portions and outer edges of the black tower were bathed in the distinctive radiance of the Ultra Wormhole's energy, creating a genuinely beautiful spectacle.
If it weren't for the fact that there was a completely insane entity sealed by an ancient prison inside, this black tower would actually make an excellent tourist attraction.
Roy's thoughts wandered in a bizarre direction for a moment before he mentally slapped himself back to reality.
What am I thinking?! It must be because I've been communicating too much recently with people from various capitalist countries. How could I even consider keeping something like this for profit? I must remain firmly committed to following the red path of China!
Solgaleo remained completely unaware of Roy's strange internal monologue. He simply complained to himself out of boredom, wanting nothing more than to leave this place as quickly as possible. He ran with regular, rhythmic steps, leaving a series of massive feline pawprints in the corridor behind them.
The endpoint of this wormhole passage naturally emerged beside the testers who were still conscientiously guarding the island and conducting their legendary battle.
From an external perspective, the Altar of the Sunne, following the devastating explosion and massive shockwave, had been reduced to complete ruins. Gone was its ancient and mysterious appearance.
With this destruction, the Altar of the Sunne had finally completed the sacred mission it had been created to fulfill. The hidden entrance it had concealed—the one that could lead to the Ultimate Metropolis—had been completely and irreversibly destroyed.
Even though the Ultra Wormhole had opened, the legendary battle showed no signs of stopping. It continued to cause tremendous fluctuations in the skies above all four islands of the Alola region.
Tapu Koko, Tapu Lele, Tapu Bulu, and Tapu Fini—the island guardian deities—along with various Totem Pokémon and the Trainers serving as testers, were all engaged in fierce combat against the Sanyun—the Forces of Nature trio—and Elite Alman's Pokemon.
It could honestly be described as a battle format of "winning through superior numbers and overwhelming force."
However, since the legendary battle had commenced, the Forces of Nature trio's side had not been overwhelmed despite facing so many opposing Pokémon. On the contrary, they were managing to hold their ground remarkably well, remaining somewhat comparable in strength to the combined guardian deities.
In this legendary battle, Elite Alman's six Elite-level Pokémon could be completely discounted in his eyes. The same applied to the Pokémon belonging to the less powerful testers—they simply weren't significant factors.
After all, although the difference between Elite level and Master level might not seem particularly vast on paper, once they entered actual combat together, the gap between the two ranks would invariably become crystal clear.
What's more, these testers were all under twenty-five years of age. In Alman's experienced eyes, they were still merely children playing at being Trainers.
And naturally, the Pokémon belonging to children were also children themselves.
The legendary battle hadn't been underway for very long. Yet facing the frozen battlefield summoned by Abomasnow with merely a thought, combined with the sudden fierce winds and relentless rain that refused to cease, and even enormous Hail stones the size of fists mixed throughout the chaos—
The Pokémon belonging to the testers were already beginning to display clear signs of exhaustion and fatigue. The overwhelming power of legendary ice and snow would leave its mark. After experiencing this brutal demonstration firsthand, these Pokémon would likely feel an instinctive fear whenever they encountered ice and snow in future battles.