I lost contact in the fairy world

Chapter 632: Heroes Sleeping, Legend of Sword and Shield

Hepp's sneakers crushed the ice crystals condensed on the rails. In the purple mist formed by the gigantic particles, the windmills in Hualang Town were like mechanical angels with broken wings, and the broken windmill blades reflected the blood-red skylight.

Those wooden windmills that once symbolized Galar's agricultural civilization are now only twisted skeletons. Looking at the dilapidated scene of his hometown, Hep couldn't help but have red eyes and tears falling like rain.

Xiaoyou suddenly grabbed his wrist and reminded him that now was not the time to be sad. In the direction of the gym, Yaluo's white shepherd robe was being rolled into a fluttering battle flag by the Gigantamax storm.

"Hep...look!"

Xiaoyou's fingertips dug into his skin, and his pupils reflected the moment the gym's dome collapsed.

The main building of the gym has been turned into ruins by the sandstorm caused by the Gigantamax Desert Dragonfly. Yaluo is standing on the fighting stage in the center, and the white fluffy cotton wool forms a golden vortex in the sandstorm.

The abominable dragon-type Pokémon spread its dark red wings, and the sand that seeped out from between its scales crystallized into sharp blades in the Gigantamax energy.

The grass totem on the outer wall of the gym was eroded by the sandstorm, leaving only fragments. The wheat ear pattern that originally symbolized the cycle of life was now cracked into hideous wounds on the charred wall.

Hep suddenly felt the Poké Ball on his waist vibrate, and the water energy patterns of the Chameleon flowed under its scales.

He looked in the direction of Yaluo Gym and saw Yaluo's Bai Pengpeng wrapping the injured woolly sheep with cotton wool. The grass burned by the sandstorm was sprouting again under Bai Pengpeng's healing waves.

But this faint green light seemed so fragile in the yellow sand, like a candle in the dark that could go out at any time.

Xiaoyou's voice was mixed with the crisp sound of sand hitting the ruins of the gym.

"We have to help. Mr. Yaluo can't handle it alone!"

Hep nodded, and as he was about to attack, he stroked the Poké Ball of the Chameleon with his fingertips, but was suddenly dragged into an abandoned hay warehouse by Xiaoyou.

The next moment, the sky was filled with yellow sand, leaving no grass at all where the two had been.

Inside the warehouse, more than a dozen townspeople were hiding in this makeshift shelter, weaving a makeshift stretcher with grass. Nurse Joy's assistant was injecting medicine into a young tit that was burned by the sandstorm.

The air was filled with a mixture of disinfectant and burnt smells. The hay bales in the corners had turned black and moldy. It was obvious that the Dynamax storm had destroyed the entire winter's reserves.

"Master Hep, is it really you?!"

Looking at Hepp who suddenly broke into the warehouse, the old mayor grabbed his wrist tremblingly, his cloudy eyes reflecting the raging sandstorm outside the window.

Looking at the decrepit old man in front of him, Hepu's heart couldn't help but tremble. Before he set out to leave Hualang Town, the other party was still a tough man.

"What the hell is going on? There are gigantic elves wreaking havoc everywhere outside. Gym Master Yaluo hasn't slept for three days and three nights..."

Before he could finish his words, the wooden door of the warehouse was blown away by the sandstorm, and the tail sting of the Gigantamax Desert Dragonfly pierced through the roof.

Hep threw Xiaoyou to the ground, and the water arrow of the Thousand-Faced Evil accurately pierced through the tail spike, and the water energy evaporated into thick mist in the sandstorm.

But the Desert Dragonfly's sandstorm blade tore through the air again, cutting the warehouse's beams in half.

Hep saw the townspeople huddled in the corner, their faces scratched by the sand, leaving tiny bloody marks, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

"Protect everyone!"

Hep pushed the old mayor to a safe corner, and the Thousand Faced Demon's water gun formed a water wall at the entrance of the warehouse.

He looked towards the gym and saw Yaluo's white fluff being slapped to the ground by the dragon claws of a desert dragonfly. The fluorescent juice oozing from the cotton wool outlined a life totem on the sand.

Yaluo's white shepherd's robe had been torn into pieces by the sandstorm. He pressed his palms on the white fluffy fur, and the grass energy resonated between the two.

The white fluff suddenly released golden cotton wool, which swelled into giant dandelions in the sandstorm, absorbing all the sandstorm from the desert dragonfly.

"This is..." Xiaoyou's eyes widened, "The bond between Mr. Yaluo and Bai Pengpeng has evolved?!"

Hep nodded and saw the emerald green seeds of life emerging from the white fluff. The sandstorm of the Desert Dragonfly suddenly reversed, and the Gigantamax energy was decomposed into harmless light spots in the resonance. But the Desert Dragonfly did not give up. Its scales began to flash purple, and the Gigantamax particles condensed around it to form a new sandstorm vortex. Hep realized that this was a precursor to Gigantamax and must be stopped before it completed its accumulation.

"Take advantage of now! Thousand Faces, use sniper shooting!"

Qianmian Biyi understood, and water energy condensed into a crosshairs in his pupils.

The moment Desert Dragonfly's sandstorm was completely absorbed, Gigantamax Sniper Shot's blue-white beam pierced through its core, and the Gigantamax particles formed a brief rainbow over the ruins of the gym.

The desert dragonfly let out a wail, and its huge body collapsed with a loud bang. The gust of air it created knocked Hep and Xiaoyou to the ground.

"Success!"

Xiaoyou cheered, but saw Yalu kneeling beside Bai Pengpeng. His palms were burned by grass energy, but he was still treating Bai Pengpeng.

The white fluffy cotton wool has become sparse, and the originally plump fluff now looks like cotton that has been burnt by fire, emitting a burnt smell.

Yaluo's forehead was covered with sweat and his breathing was rapid and heavy. It was obvious that the battle had exhausted all his physical strength.

Hep rushed out of the ruins of the gym and handed the medicine to Yaluo.

"Mr. Yalo! Are you okay?"

Yaluo stroked the fluffy white fur and looked at the elf in the distance.

"Hepu, you have really grown up. You know what? The power of grass-type Pokémon is not only to fight, but also to protect life."

Hep nodded and looked towards the rising sun over the ruins of the gym, where Chameleon was using a water gun to put out the remaining sandstorm, while Xiaoyou was comforting the frightened townspeople.

He looked at the grassland in Hualang Town and saw the new grass swaying in the morning breeze, as if telling of the tenacity of life.

But behind this vitality are countless towns like Hualang Town, struggling to survive in the huge chemical storm.

He suddenly realized that this battle was just the tip of the iceberg of the crisis in the Galar region. The conspiracy behind the Dynamax event was still going on, and they had to become stronger to protect this land.

Taking a deep breath, Hepp told Yaluo in detail the ins and outs of the Never-Setting Sun Plan and the matter of the Anti-Maximin Alliance.

"The Sun Never Sets Project is President Ross's plan to use Dynamax particles to reshape Galar?"

Yaluo's pupils reflected the distorted gigantic light column in the holographic projection, and the white fluffy cotton wool suddenly burst into golden light.

Hep nodded, and stroked the Poké Ball of the Thousand Faced Chameleon with his fingertips. "Yes, Mr. Kabu thinks so. My eldest brother..."

Xiaoyou looked at the sad Hep and sighed inwardly. She suddenly grabbed Yaluo's wrist.

"Mr. Yaluo, we have formed an anti-Giant alliance and we need your help!"

Yaluo looked towards the grassland of Hualang Town, where the grass was gradually withering under the erosion of the gigantic particles.

Looking at the two young men in front of him, he saw hope for a new life.

"I will join you, but I have to protect the pasture in Hualang Town first."

Although the storm has subsided temporarily, the entire town has been devastated: houses collapsed, roads broken, the originally fertile land was eroded into a desert by the sandstorm, only charred straw was left in the wheat fields in the distance, the streams dried up, and the riverbed was filled with sand and gravel.

Hep nodded and handed Kawu's coal badge to Yaluo.

"This is the token of the Mechanical Gym. The new alliance needs the strength of all gym leaders."

Yaluo took the badge and felt the remaining fire energy of Kawu.

He looked towards the Weimi Forest and saw that the trees were gradually withering under the erosion of the gigantic particles, but deep in the barrier, a golden flame was burning.

Yaluo nodded, and the white fluffy cotton wool suddenly burst out with healing waves, and the grass on the ruins of the gym came back to life.

"Three days later, when the moon climbs up to the canopy of the Wee Forest, I will bring the grass from Hualang Town to meet you. Tell Kawu that the braided sheep from Hualang Town are ready to fight for Galar."

Hep nodded and placed Nie Zi's rock resonance device in Yaluo's palm.

"This is the molybdenite resonator in Spike Town. It can play rock music to temporarily offset the Dynamax energy. We will also build a resonance node in Hualang Town to completely end this disaster."

Yaluo's pupils suddenly contracted as he saw the rock music released by the resonator, transforming the Dynamax particles into harmless blue light.

On the grassland of Hualang Town, where the gigantic particles dissipated, the grass was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the bleating of braided sheep could be heard in the morning mist.

He suddenly laughed, and there was bitterness in his laughter.

“The Utopia of Spike Town? It turns out they have been guarding Galar’s ​​last line of defense. The Shout Team has been misunderstood for so many years. It’s not easy for them. But it is precisely because of the persistence of these people who love this land that the sun of Galar will continue to rise for three thousand years…”

Yaluo's voice was mixed with the sound of sand rubbing against each other. As he spoke, his thoughts slowly drifted away along with the grassland covered with gigantic particles in the distance.

"Three thousand years ago, when the Dynamax particles first enveloped Galar, the grass here withered like this."

Hep's pupils reflected the grassland in the distance, and suddenly he saw countless fluorescent memory fragments flashing in the dark red particle storm, the ancient battlefield, the broken crown, and the figures of two heroes holding swords and shields.

Yaluo looked towards the north, where the gigantic dark red storm formed a clear dividing line with the greenery of the Weimei Forest.

"At that time, the roots of the Weemeng Forest had not yet extended to the entire Galar. People used grass to weave armor and used the impact of pigtailed sheep to resist the Dynamax Pokémon. Three thousand years ago, Galar was also in despair shrouded by Dynamax particles..."

Xiaoyou suddenly grabbed Hep's wrist, and the hem of her lavender skirt swept across the scorched earth of the gym ruins.

"Mr. Yaluo, are you saying that... the Dynamax event three thousand years ago is related to the present?"

Yalu nodded and ran his fingertips over the grass pattern on the gym badge.

"During the Dynamax disaster three thousand years ago, the red cloud of Dynamax particles covered the sky and plunged Galar into a dark night without sunlight. When everyone was in despair, the two heroes used the power of bond to seal the Dynamax core. Their Pokémon became the guardians of Galar. The current Dynamax storm is a sign that the three thousand year seal has loosened. Ross's Sun Never Sets Project is just using this power to realize his ambitions."

Feeling the ancient legend hidden behind the British-Sun-Setting Project, Xiaoyou's eyes showed deep worry.

"So, Roz's Sun Never Sets Project is actually repeating the tragedy of three thousand years ago? Then can our purification plan still succeed?"

Yaluo forced a smile and comforted the worried girl in front of him.

"Don't worry. Every era has its own destiny. Your plan may succeed. To put it another way, in the roots of the Wee Sleep Forest, there are three thousand years of memories sleeping. Legend has it that the power of the sword and shield has never really disappeared. They are just waiting for a new bond to awaken."

Hep suddenly remembered the folk songs he had heard before, those ancient songs about the "Crown Sword" and the "Hero's Shield".

According to legend, the wolf gods who guard Galar with swords and shields have not disappeared, they are just sleeping in the depths of the forest. This is the origin of the name of the Weeming Forest - the Heroic Weeming Forest.

Hep looked towards the direction of the Weimi Forest and saw the trees swaying in the purple mist of gigantic particles, as if telling an unknown secret.

The illusion of the Wee Sleeping Forest emerged in his mind - the branches of towering ancient trees intertwined into an emerald dome, the moonlight shone through the gaps in the leaves and cast spots of light on the moss, and the young Hep was curled up beside the tree roots with his knees hugged, and the ends of his chestnut hair were covered with dew.

"Haha, come to think of it, I once followed the legend and went to the Weimi Forest. I was only eight years old at that time. I went to explore the forest alone and ended up getting lost in the fog."

Hep's pupils reflected the fragments of memory. He saw the metal wings of Steel Crow splitting the morning mist and the champion cloak of Dantei fluttering among the shadows of the trees.

"That time, it was my elder brother who guided me out of the maze. Now I am going to enter the Weimi Forest again. This time it is my turn to guide my elder brother out of the maze!"

Hep held the Poké Ball of the Thousand-Faced Chameleon tightly, and the confusion in his eyes was no longer there, but replaced by an unprecedented firm look.

"We will find the ruins and awaken the power of the sword and shield."

Seeing that Hep had completely recovered from the pain of the past, Xiaoyou smiled and tucked her lavender-scented hair behind her ears.

"That's right. No matter what difficulties we encounter, we will face them together."

Looking at the two energetic young people, Yalu nodded and handed the gym badge to Hep.

"Take this with you, it will give you strength. Remember, a true bond can overcome any difficulty."

Hep took the badge and felt a warm power coming from his palm.

He looked at the ruins of the gym and saw Puffball bandaging the injured Pokémon. The townspeople began to rebuild their homes. Although the Dynamax storm destroyed the town of Hualang, it also made people more united.

The smoke rising from the ruins of the dojo interweaves with the greenery of the Weimei Forest, as if telling of the tenacity of life.

Amid the howling of the Dynamax storm, Hep and Xiaoyou stepped into the Weimi Forest and embarked on a journey to find the power of sword and shield.

Ya Luo looked in the direction where the two young men disappeared, as if he saw the legendary figure from three thousand years ago again...

(End of this chapter)