Dawn of Pokémon

An ominous atmosphere?

Xiao Ye did not change the direction of travel, but she secretly felt a little vigilant in her heart.The girl praying doesn't look like someone who talks nonsense. Maybe there is a very powerful ghost-type Pokémon living at the top of the tower?

Mu Shou Palace's actions became more vigilant, as if he understood the dangerous meaning in the girl's prayer words.Pichu was as leisurely as ever, lying on Xiaoye's shoulder and looking around with wide eyes.

Continuing to climb up, although she knew nothing about superpower-related techniques, Xiaoye still felt the cold air in the air getting stronger.I don't know whether it's because the temperature has dropped or because of the psychological "chill", but even Piqiu and Mu Shou Gong are a little nervous.

"Hey, Master, do you really want to continue going up? It's so cold." Pichu shivered and simply shrank into Xiaoye's coat.

"Don't be afraid, she probably means there are stronger ghost-type Pokémon living at the top of the tower."

"Oh, that's it, Qiu... No, I'm not afraid of Qiu!!"

After comforting the fried Pichu, Xiaoye raised her head and looked at the darkness at the end of the stairs.It's a pity that she doesn't have psychic or ghost-type Pokémon, and her own ability is the power of waveguide, which is ineffective against ghosts. Faced with this situation, she can only adapt to the situation.

Climbing to the sixth floor of the Spiritual Bone Tower, an even better air-conditioning enveloped the whole body.Xiaoye habitually turned her head to look towards the center of the hall, and a flash of white appeared in her sight.

It was a young man kneeling in front of the tombstone with his back to Xiaoye.He was wearing a large white robe, with gold and silver threads carefully embroidered with complicated patterns on the hem, which was similar to some kind of religious sacrificial robes; his hands were crossed in front of his chest, quietly and devoutly making prayer gestures.

Although the tower was still dark, when he first looked over, Xiaoye vaguely felt that there was a hazy light coming down from the top, softly falling on his body.

As if sensing the sight behind him, the young man in white robe turned around.

Compared with the native people of Kanto, the young man's fair complexion is more like that of a white man born in the West; however, in this technologically advanced society, there is no absolute connection between race and region.Under a pure white hood, a young man in his early twenties had gentle eyebrows and long beige hair tied into a neat ponytail draped over his right shoulder. Even in the lightless Spirit Bone Tower, he did not look dim at all.

Sensing Xiao Ye's presence, the young man in white robes bent his eyes and smiled friendly at Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye responded with a smile, then glanced around and walked straight to the stairs leading to the seventh floor.

Although they were strangers to each other, Xiaoye could feel the sincerity and concentration of the young man's prayers.It's better not to disturb him here.

The stairs of the Bone Tower are all set on the west side of the tower, and you need to spiral up the arc-shaped tower wall.Due to the warning of the young prayer master, Xiaoye opened the detection of the power of the waveguide early - but the information detected from the seventh floor was no different from the previous floors, there were still only cold tombstones and a few scattered ghosts. Pokémon.

Pichu felt his heartbeat become extremely loud, and nervously grabbed Xiaoye's collar.As the steps moved forward, the full view of the top floor of the Spiritual Bone Tower was finally fully presented to the eyes.

"...What are you doing, Qiu!" Pichu slumped weakly on Xiaoye's shoulders, "There's nothing special at all, Qiu."

Just like the detection result of the waveguide power, there is nothing abnormal on the seventh floor.The only exceptions are a few ghosts in human form floating in the air - but these ghosts who like to look like humans are also very common in the lower floors, and even Pichu has turned a blind eye.

Putting on the Silver inspection mirror casually, Xiaoye took two steps toward the center of the hall, but suddenly stopped.

"?" Mu Shou Gong stopped in confusion, looked up, and was surprised to find Xiao Ye frowning deeply.

Under Silver's inspection mirror, all illusions will reveal their true colors.However, this time, there was a terrible anomaly in the world under the lens.

Among the many dark purple ghost Pokémon wandering around, the figure standing in the center of the hall looked particularly dazzling.Even though the figure was blurry, Xiaoye could still tell that it seemed to be a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy wearing red.On the side, holding a bone stick, the translucent rattle stands like a stone pillar at the young man's feet, with fierceness in his red eyes.

When Xiao Ye suddenly remembered what the old man Fuji said about the tragedy that happened three days ago, the blurry boy in red slowly turned his head.

The boy's eyes were a crazy scarlet color.

In an instant, a sharp howl of wind came, followed by a bone-chilling chill and a sharp pain like a sharp needle piercing the mind.

The Pichu on his shoulders suddenly became as stiff as a stone, and Mu Shou Gong, who was about to assume a battle-ready posture, could no longer move at all.

A human and two Pokémon felt cold and heavy negative emotions pouring into their minds at the same time.Anger, hatred, sadness, fear, emotions from the outside world and from oneself are mixed together, chaotic and crazy, and hurting the head together with the tragic and deafening wind howl.

Xiaoye raised her hand without hesitation and instantly retrieved the two Pokémon into the ball.Looking up again, the red-clothed ghost showed a ferocious and terrifying expression, and rushed towards him with open arms, followed closely by the Pokémon wearing a white bone on its head, the tip of the bone club flashing with cold light.

The incident happened so suddenly that Xiaoye had no time to think about it in detail.His eyes were slightly bright, and the absolute calm tempered by the long battle instantly suppressed all the chaotic emotions and heartbreaking pain; the crystal blue light bloomed all over his body, and at the same time as he retreated rapidly, the shape of a bright crystal long sword gradually gathered in his right hand.

[Focus on dodge, giving priority to avoiding direct contact with enemies whose true identities are unknown.As for whether the power of the waveguide is ineffective against targets suspected of being real ghosts, we have to find an opportunity to try it once before we can judge. ]

The ghost in red has a ghostly figure and is approaching at an astonishing speed.While her feet stumbled, Xiaoye raised the only weapon she held in her right hand.

The blade that was raised to a high place stopped in the air before it could be swung down.

A flash of white that was so clear that it was almost blinding filled the field of vision.Although he was in the cold cemetery tower, the pure white robe blocking his eyes brought a strange warmth.

The extended left hand blocked Xiaoye's movement.The amber eyes of the young man in white robes were filled with light, and his right hand pointed at the ferocious ghost in red.

The deafening scream drowned out all sounds, but Xiaoye vaguely felt that the young man in front of her seemed to have whispered a word.

A blinding white bloom blooms.Its shape is like the flash of Pokémon's move, but the flash will never have such a refreshing temperature - the harsh scream is quietly purified, and in just a few seconds, the light gently dissipates all the chill in the Spirit Bone Tower .

Like a god descending into a dirty land.

He couldn't help but squint his eyes to resist the blinding white light.When the visual ability was restored again, the scene in front of him had completely changed.

The ghosts in red and the translucent Gala Gala have disappeared without a trace. Only the young man in white robe stands with his back to Xiao Ye, and the fingertips exposed by the sleeves are still flowing with soft light.