Chapter 272: Earth God Groudon!
“There’s no ‘but’! This is an order!” Sasaki gritted his teeth and warned.
Aju nodded resignedly, then released his ace Pokémon with a complicated expression.
A Champion Level Weezing.
“Weezing, after we leave later, everything will be up to you.” Aju pleaded in a trembling voice.
Although Weezing’s gaze was dull, its wisdom was very high, and Weezing nodded.
“Weezing~”
（Leave it to me, I can do it.）
After Aju finished speaking, he looked at Sasaki beside him.
Sasaki snorted coldly, and the two disappeared from the spot at the same time, instantly arriving at the Secret Realm Entrance.
Sasaki turned back somewhat reluctantly to look at the distant volcano and sighed lightly: “What a pity, but also not a pity.”
After the two left the Secret Realm, the dull-gazed Weezing slowly floated up, its eyes now unprecedentedly firm, even sharp.
After Weezing floated into mid-air, it activated its Skill.
Body Slam + Giga Impact!
Weezing, like a meteor, smashed toward the crater.
Rumble!!
The power of a Champion Level Pokémon’s Skill could already be described as a natural disaster.
The moment the crater was hit, it showed eerie elastic deformation—the rock layer rippled with circular waves like water surface struck by a pebble, followed by thousands of tons of basalt exploding radially.
The superpressure Shockwave rampaged inside the volcanic conduit, the surface of the sleeping magma lake suddenly bulging into a hundred-meter-high lava dome, and the air filled with the smell of ozone and sulfur.
A muffled thunder-like pulse came from deep in the Earth’s Crust, and golden-red magma shot out like a punctured artery, arcing in a seven-hundred-meter parabola.
Magma rain fell into the fir forests around the Tongtian Volcano, ancient trees millions of years old instantly carbonizing into burning torches, the crackling of exploding branches intertwining with the roar of falling rocks into a symphony of death.
The world-ending crisis had arrived!
The wails of human explorers and the fearful screams of Pokémon formed this Secret Realm’s unique movement—the Refining Hell Symphony!
At the top of the stratospheric volcanic ash plume, ball lightning wildly leaped in the electrostatic cloud mass, pyroclastic flows poured down at three hundred kilometers per hour, heating the air to eight hundred degrees Celsius wherever they passed, and a fleeing Primeape turned into a charred statue just as it raised its front paw.
Sulfide steam began condensing into acid rain clouds, purple-red lightning like a spider web covered a fifty-kilometer radius, and this Scope was continuously spreading outward.
A pipe organ-like low hum resonated from Mount Fuji’s belly, and the main magma chamber finally fully awoke.
Dark red lava flows tore open several fresh fissures, spreading madly across the mountain surface like glowing veins.
This was the terror of a Champion Level Pokémon!
Two Skills directly triggered the eruption of Mount Fuji Volcano.
This was a natural disaster, as well as a man-made calamity!
The volcanic eruption was just the prelude, because Weezing had an even greater mission.
After diving into the magma veins beneath the volcano, Weezing could clearly sense the fluctuation of a Small Secret Realm Entrance.
It knew that was its target, the Earth God of that Secret Realm sleeping within the Secret Realm.
Weezing decisively charged toward that Secret Realm Entrance, and the moment it approached the Secret Realm Entrance, dazzling white light emanated from Weezing’s body.
Explosion with power up to 250 activated, and it was released by a Champion Level Weezing.
Buzz!!
No deafening explosion sound, only a muffled one, even enough to pierce Space—pure Destruction.
What does it feel like when you’re in deep sleep and someone sets off a big firecracker right next to you?
Today Groudon experienced it.
The sleeping behemoth abruptly opened its scarlet eyes, endless rage burning in its gaze.
“Which damn thing! Setting off an Explosion right by my ear?” Groudon was furious.
If it was a Pokémon, it would bring Destruction!
If it was a human, it would restart the world!
Right now Groudon just wanted the offender—human or Pokémon—to know the consequences of angering a god.
The sleeping Earth God had awakened, with endless anger!
…………
Wen Gongmao’s facial expression changed, and before he could react, five Pokémon appeared beside him. Their auras varied, but even the weakest had a terrifying aura of Champion Level late stage.
The moment they appeared, they each activated Skills: Protect, Wide Guard, Magic Guard.
Various protective Skills enveloped everyone.
Before Lu Li on the land could recover his senses, the terrifying Impact arrived.
Even through several Barriers, Lu Li could clearly see the surrounding rock walls and soil turning to ashes.
The experienced Wen Gongmao quickly analyzed the cause, his face ashen as he gnashed his teeth: “Damn it! This power is at least from a Champion Level Pokémon, and some lunatic is trying to trigger the eruption of Mount Fuji Volcano.”
“Let’s leave here first. With such a huge commotion, it might be aimed at awakening the Earth God.” Wen Gongmao said through gritted teeth, his face dark.
Lu Li: “…”
One second they were chatting and laughing, even considering whether to explore the Yamato Region of this world after leaving, but the next second, crisis struck—and it was a world-ending crisis.
Claydol activated Teleport, transferring everyone out.
After arriving at the Secret Realm Entrance, Lu Li didn’t realize the severity of the matter, just staring in horror at the Mount Fuji Volcano snapped in half and the sky that had already darkened.
Wen Gongmao looked at the closed exit, his facial expression turning icy cold.
At this moment, Wen Gongmao finally realized—this was a Trap, one specifically targeted at him.
No…
Wen Gongmao abruptly turned his head.
A familiar Spatial Fluctuation appeared again, this time materializing a disheveled silver-haired Old Man.
Wen Gongmao questioned: “Ken Lin? Why are you here too?”
He had originally thought this was Ken Lin’s Trap targeted at him, but now it was clear someone was targeting both him and Ken Lin.
“Can’t you tell? We’ve been schemed against.” Ken Lin admitted darkly.
Wen Gongmao fell silent too.
But to scheme against both Jiuzhou and America at the same time—this person had some nerve.
Ken Lin coldly reminded: “If it was just the Mount Fuji Volcano erupting, it wouldn’t be enough to keep us here.”
“Body Slam, Giga Impact, and… Explosion.” Wen Gongmao said word by word.
Hearing this, Ken Lin’s facial expression changed too, and he hurriedly asked: “What strength?”
“Champion Level.” Ken Lin added after speaking: “It’s a Weezing.”
Hearing this, Ken Lin’s face darkened further; he had already guessed who the culprit was.
“Yamato Region’s Poison Type Heavenly King Aju, from a ninja Noble Family, possesses this Champion Level early stage Weezing.”
“Tsk tsk tsk…”
Wen Gongmao tsked with a cold laugh at Ken Lin.
It was normal for him to be schemed against, after all, the Yamato Region had always been the North American Alliance’s vanguard targeted at the Jiuzhou Region.
But Ken Lin shouldn’t have been schemed against in such a “grand filial piety” manner.
“Doesn’t feel good to be backstabbed by your lackey, huh?” Wen Gongmao taunted with schadenfreude.
Ken Lin said nothing, but his ashen face said it all.
In his eyes, the Yamato Region was America’s, and a despicable dog at that, but now this contemptible dog he looked down on dared to bite its master.
The most frustrating part was that the other side might even succeed.
Ken Lin prayed: “I only hope the awakened Earth God won’t be too angry.”
Wen Gongmao, however, was not optimistic; putting himself in its shoes, if someone did this to him while he was sleeping, his mentality would explode.
Moreover, the Earth God’s temper was notoriously bad.
In the Mind World, Terapagos was also stunned by this operation.
Are people from the Yamato Region all this playful?
Terapagos thought of that warrior who dared to attack the Rainbow Hero, and this warrior who dared to set off firecrackers by the sleeping Groudon’s ear.
Coincidentally, both were from the Yamato Region.
“People from this Region are real troublemakers.” Terapagos sincerely exclaimed.
Now it didn’t dare go find Groudon; until Groudon vented its morning rage, it definitely wouldn’t touch this landmine.
The scheming turtle egged on: “Onion head, why don’t you go persuade Groudon?”
Hearing this, Celebi rolled its eyes at the other; it just loved amusement, not courting death.
Going to persuade Groudon now would be blatantly offering itself as a punching bag, right?
Celebi shot back directly: “Scram! You’re so capable, why don’t you go?”
“My power hasn’t recovered yet.” Terapagos found a quite convincing excuse for itself.
“Heh.” Celebi just responded with a cold laugh.
Knowing it couldn’t fool Celebi, the relieved Terapagos said: “Fortunately, humans cut off the connection between the Real World and the Secret Realm Entrance. If Groudon really entered the Real World, the amusement would be huge.”
“Fortunately my ass!”
An angry voice rang out, and the cursing God of Order joined the chat.
Terapagos looked puzzled at Zygarde: “What’s wrong?”
“This Secret Realm is about to shatter. Once Groudon’s energy accumulated over several Epochs erupts, it will definitely cause the Secret Realm to collapse.” Zygarde said hatefully.
“Those foolish humans underestimated Groudon’s power, naively thinking that cutting off the Secret Realm and Real World’s entrance would trap Groudon in the Secret Realm. Those idiots didn’t think—if Groudon was that weak, how could it nearly become the god to achieve the Creation goal?” Zygarde now really wanted to strangle the culprit behind all this.
Who was Groudon? The Earth God!
A god that nearly created the Planet—such an existence couldn’t be contained by a mere Secret Realm.
Hearing this, Terapagos’s expression also turned serious.
The scheming turtle egged on again: “Then what? Why don’t you go persuade Groudon?”
Zygarde rolled its eyes at it, too lazy to retort.
Celebi said: “Why don’t you go call Palkia over and have her stabilize the Secret Realm’s Spatial Barrier?”
Zygarde said darkly: “I can’t find him.”
Terapagos seized the chance to suggest: “Why don’t you go?”
Hearing this, Celebi hurriedly shook its head and refused: “Don’t drag me into this; it’s not in my duties. I’m leaving first—my Divine Envoy is still outside.”
After saying that, Celebi slipped away.
What a joke! As the God of Transmigration, its very existence disrupted Time and Space; having it go find Palkia was no different from a wanted criminal seeking out a detective.
Seeing Celebi run off so disloyally, Terapagos quickly grabbed Zygarde: “Zygarde, you have to help my Divine Envoy. He can’t have an accident at a time like this.”
Zygarde: “…”
“The connection between the Secret Realm and the Real World is cut off; in this Secret Realm, I can aggregate at most 10% of my power.” Zygarde helplessly stated its awkward situation.
Even so, Terapagos didn’t dare complain and hurriedly said: “Tier 3 God’s strength is still impressive; it should be enough to protect them, right?”
Fearing refusal, the extremely serious Terapagos pleaded: “My Divine Envoy is very important—even related to our future. Please!”
Zygarde looked puzzled at Terapagos, with an expression of ‘do you hear yourself?’
A mere human related to the future of gods like them? Could that human be Arceus reincarnated or something?
“You sure you’re not fooling me?” Zygarde asked somewhat disbelievingly.
Terapagos nodded extremely seriously.
“Dead turtle! I’ll believe you one more time. And! Your power of destiny is truly rotten!”
Forced onto the battlefield, Zygarde cursed as it left.
Terapagos in the Mind World finally breathed a sigh of relief.
…………
Secret Realm world.
As the sky-piercing Mount Fuji Volcano collapsed, the entire Secret Realm officially entered a great catastrophe.
Wen Gongmao and Ken Lin now had to set aside their conflict and jointly resist the terrifying natural crisis.
Falling magma from the sky, omnipresent volcanic ash, and the constantly shaking land.
These weren’t enough to threaten them at Master Level, but whether it was Wen Gongmao and the other Master Level Trainers or Lu Li, they all knew the real threat wasn’t these terrifying natural disasters.
Roar!!!
A deafening roar sounded, and a terrifying behemoth crawled out from the volcano.
This was a terrifying behemoth covered entirely in scarlet-red, sheet-like skin.
The dark side of its body was gray, large Spikes extended from its head, torso, and tail, each of Groudon’s hands had four claws, four bulldozer-like teeth protruded at its tail’s end, and each foot had three claws.
Lu Li looked incredulously at the behemoth before him.
This was Groudon? This was Godzilla, right?
Its height was nearly five hundred meters.
Wen Gongmao, eyes full of fanaticism, said in a trembling voice: “This is the Earth God! The pinnacle of all Ground Type Pokémon.”
“This is the Earth God! Just standing there lets you feel the weight of the land.” Ken Lin also shouted excitedly.
Lu Li: “…”
He didn’t understand these fanatic believers’ mindset; right now Lu Li just wanted to say the Pokémon Illustration Book had misled him.
“The Groudon in my impression wasn’t this tall.” Lu Li muttered darkly.
A soft, cute voice sounded by Lu Li’s ear: “Theoretically, Groudon’s weight depends on its personal Will; those with similar authority include the Regis.”
Hearing this, Lu Li narrowed his eyes, then casually glanced around.
