svetikya Chapter 554, Round 5 Showdown: Lizard King vs. Regirock
Chapter 554, Round 5 Showdown: Lizard King vs. Regirock
A pinkish-white light, like a comet tearing through the night sky, accompanied the Salamence, which, carrying unparalleled will and power, collided violently with Heatran's spiraling vortex of flames.
Contrary to expectations, the intense stalemate was not achieved. The overwhelming power of the Ultimate Impact completely tore apart Heatran's flames the moment it collided with the vortex of fire.
The pinkish-white torrent of energy swept through the enemy like a whirlwind, striking Hothoran's unsuspecting body with perfect precision.
"Whoosh—!!!"
Heatran let out a shrill wail as its body was hurled high into the air above the arena by the terrifying force of the Ultimate Impact. The direct impact of the Ultimate Impact, combined with the weightlessness that followed, caused Heatran's consciousness to be slowly stripped away.
After delivering the decisive blow, Salamence performed a graceful flip in mid-air, its massive blood-red wings unfurling as it hovered steadily, coldly watching the tiny figure that had been rising steadily until the power of the final impact was absorbed and it began to plummet again.
"Bang--!!!"
There was another deafening bang.
Seadrane's body crashed heavily onto the hard ground like a meteorite, kicking up clouds of dust.
The ground cracked open again, revealing even more shocking spiderweb-like fissures centered on the spot where it fell, and the entire Lily of the Valley Stadium seemed to tremble violently as a result.
As the smoke and dust quietly dissipated, the horrific state of Sidson was revealed.
It was deeply embedded in the huge crater it had smashed into itself, its limbs lying limply outstretched, its reddish-brown eyes having completely lost all their luster, clearly indicating that it no longer had the strength to fight.
The referee strode forward, and after carefully assessing Heatran's condition, raised his flag high, his voice ringing out clearly and powerfully throughout the arena: "Heatran is unable to battle! Salamence wins!"
Darkdoll silently took out the Poké Ball, a red light flashed, and he recalled Heatran, who had lost his ability to fight.
He gripped the precious ball tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.
Even though the match wasn't over yet, and even if he had lost all five Pokémon, he still had a trump card to use, for some reason... when he saw Salamence, which had landed on the ground from high above, easily rubbing against Ash, as if it were begging for encouragement, an indescribable sense of disorientation quietly seized Darkor's mind at that moment.
His thoughts seemed to drift away from the noisy stadium and back to the distant past.
That was the moment he learned about heroes from storybooks and first resolved to become a hero himself.
He still remembers looking in the mirror and seeing his eyes sparkling with boundless anticipation for the future.
He still remembers the first time he packed his bags and embarked on an unknown journey, his heart filled with trepidation and anticipation; he also remembers the original companion who set off with him, witnessed all his growth and transformation, and fought alongside him for so many years.
With the intimacy and trust he shared with it, and his unwavering belief, he overcame countless difficulties and obstacles, capturing one legendary Pokémon after another that was revered by the world.
As his team of legendary Pokémon continues to grow, his journey on the path to becoming a hero should also be progressing steadily.
He had planned to return to his hometown after winning the Lily of the Valley Tournament and challenging the champion, Cynthia, to fulfill his childhood dream.
But why... why did it turn out like this?
Dakdo slowly spread out his hands, the lines on his palms appearing exceptionally clear and deep under the sunlight.
How long has it been...?
Dakdo couldn't help but question his own conscience.
How long has it been since he last saw it? How long has it been since he interacted with his comrades who fought alongside him?
Looking at Ash's dazzling figure, he felt as if he were seeing himself in the mirror years ago.
"Darkdo, please send out your next Pokémon!"
The referee's slightly urging voice pulled Dakdo back to reality from his chaotic thoughts.
He suddenly came to his senses and found that Ash on the other side had already recalled his Salamence, which had consumed a lot of energy, and was now calmly holding a Poké Ball, quietly waiting for his choice.
Realizing his slight lapse in composure, Darko bowed slightly to Ash as an apology.
He took a deep breath, trying to clear his mind of all those inappropriate thoughts, and his eyes regained the lonely light that belonged to the strong.
He and Ash then threw their Poké Balls at almost the same time.
"Go! Regirock!"
"I choose you! Lizard King!"
Two dazzling beams of light flashed in the center of the arena, outlining the silhouettes of the two Pokémon.
Composed entirely of countless sharp-edged, hard rocks, adorned with orange-yellow dots on its head, and exuding an ancient and somber aura, this is none other than Regirock, the legendary Pokémon of the Sinnoh region.
Regirock brought an invisible sense of pressure to the entire arena as soon as he appeared.
Ash sent out his old partner, Sceptile, during the blind selection phase, which was a Pokémon he had decided to send out before the competition.
As soon as the Lizard King appeared, it began looking around as if searching for something.
Seeing this, Ash smiled knowingly, then took something out of his pocket and tossed it gently toward Sceptile.
Darko felt a chill run down his spine, instinctively assuming that Ash had thrown out something similar to what he had used on the previous Pokémon—a key item that could help them evolve.
However, when Darko saw clearly what the Lizard King had caught with a graceful and steady motion as it extended its forepaw, he was slightly taken aback.
To his surprise, what Ash threw to Sceptile was just an ordinary, thin twig.
The Lizard King held the fresh twig in its mouth, adjusted the angle with satisfaction, and looked quite like a big brother.
After witnessing this scene, Dakdo's previously tense nerves inexplicably relaxed a little.
It's unclear whether it's because the Lizard King seems unable to evolve further, making this battle a fair contest for him; or because of the Lizard King's appearance with the twig in its mouth.
Although Darkrod has now remembered that Ash's Sceptile did indeed have such a habitual action in the match recordings.
Seeing that both Pokémon were in position, the referee immediately raised his flag and swung it down forcefully: "The match begins!"
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P.S.: I'm so sorry, I'm really exhausted today. Tomorrow I have classes all day long with no breaks in between, so I can only post two updates today. I'll make up for the missing ones from Monday to Wednesday. (╯︵╰)