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The violent turbulence around the aircraft miraculously subsided.
(Wang Haohao)
Zhixing, single-handedly, carved out a relatively safe "course" in this energy storm so violent that even gods would lose their way!
On the command platform, the Alliance Chairman watched as the various parameters on the instruments stabilized instantly, feeling the vast and exquisite fluctuations of psychic power. His gaze towards Lin Che and Zhi Xing was filled with undisguised shock.
Time lost its meaning at this moment.
I don't know how much time has passed, perhaps a century, or perhaps just a moment.
The aircraft shuddered violently, as if it had broken through an invisible membrane.
All the jolting and alarms came to an abrupt halt.
We've exited the passage!
Everyone slumped back in their chairs, panting heavily, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.
When they looked up, fighting off the dizziness of surviving the ordeal, they gazed out the porthole.
A bizarre and fantastical otherworldly scene, completely overturning their existing worldview, unfolded before everyone's eyes like a scroll painting.
The sky was a dark red.
There is no sun, no moon, and no stars.
Only countless broken, island-like giant crystals floated slowly in the deathly silence, colliding with each other and emitting a silent lament.
The whole world was shrouded in an eerie and oppressive twilight.
This is the graveyard of the world.
And at that very edge of the world, there was that terrifying figure that had flashed briefly in the probe's images, a figure beyond description—
Necrozma.
It floated there quietly, sometimes visible, sometimes not.
Even a fleeting glimpse sent a chilling shiver down everyone's spine, a primal urge to live.
Chapter 94 First Contact, the Terrifying Pheromosa! The Creator is About to Be Punished! Chapter 94 First Contact, Pheromosa
The specially designed aircraft's engine switched from high-power operation to a low hum, and finally fell completely silent in a stable hover.
Before the hatch opened, the command center was deathly silent.
All members of the "Dawn" advance team, including Lin Che, gazed through the high-strength portholes at this world that completely overturned their understanding of physics.
Twisted energy vortexes spun silently in the distance, tearing at the light and creating a series of beautiful yet deadly visual traps. Countless crystal fragments of varying sizes floated in the void, forming a rugged road.
There is no sky, no earth, only endless, deep darkness, and those floating objects emitting a faint glow.
The final landing site chosen by the spacecraft was a huge floating crystal, comparable in size to a small football field. Its surface was relatively flat, shimmering with a faint purple light, and countless points of light seemed to be slowly flowing inside.
With a soft "click," the metal gangway slowly descended, making a crisp sound like ice shattering as it came into contact with the crystal floor.
A thin stream of air, mixed with the smell of burning sulfur and some unknown energy, instantly rushed into the cabin.
The air seemed to carry a subtle electrical charge; the moment it was inhaled into the lungs, it brought a slight stinging and numbing sensation, causing everyone to instinctively furrow their brows.
The first to step out of the aircraft was a heavily armored guard from the group. He was covered in specially designed power armor, but the moment he stepped onto the crystal ground, his body still uncontrollably floated upwards for a moment.
The gravity here is so weak that it can be almost ignored.
Every movement requires readjustment. Even walking requires consciously "stepping" your feet down, otherwise you might drift seven or eight meters away with a single step.
"Stay alert! The data collection team, begin work immediately!"
The Alliance Chairman's calm voice rang in everyone's ears through the tactical communicator, forcefully suppressing the slight panic among the crowd who were new to this other world.
Two members of the collection team from the research department immediately stepped forward. They opened the specially made sample collection box and skillfully prepared to take out the barometric needle and geological sampler.
However, it was precisely at the very moment their fingertips touched the cold instrument that they realized what was happening.
Something unexpected happened!
Without any warning, without any sound, not even a fluctuation of energy!
Behind the crystal platform, in the deep black darkness of 633, several white afterimages suddenly burst forth!
That wasn't high-speed movement; it was a visual "frame skipping." One moment they were in the shadows a hundred meters away, and the next, they had torn through space and appeared less than twenty meters in front of the group!
"Enemy attack!"
A furious shout rang out!
The fastest to react was the agility-based champion codenamed "Ghost," renowned for his speed. His pupils contracted to their maximum size the instant he caught sight of the white afterimage. His body's reaction even surpassed his brain's thought; his fighting instincts had taken over!
He placed one hand on the Poké Ball at his waist, roared, and burst forth with red light!
A champion-level Greninja with a lithe body and a sharp demeanor appeared and immediately assumed a battle stance, arms crossed in front of its chest, eyes as sharp as knives!
"【Water Shuriken】!"
The ghost's commands were given without the slightest delay.
Greninja suddenly swung its arms, and a sharp whistling sound filled the air! Dozens of azure shuriken, formed from the extreme condensation of high-pressure water flow, spun at high speed, carrying terrifying kinetic energy capable of cutting through tanks, forming an impenetrable fan-shaped barrage that sealed off all the space in front of it!
This strike is the result of over a decade of tacit understanding between Ghost and his ace partner, the signature move that made them famous!
He believed that even a champion-level opponent would have no choice but to temporarily retreat in the face of such a swift and wide-ranging attack!
However, what happened next caused the face of this long-established Elite Four member, who stood at the pinnacle of human trainers, to drain instantly of all color.
Those white phantoms finally revealed their true forms amidst the whirlwind whipped up by the shuriken.
Those were three pure white, elegant and slender creatures, resembling top supermodels—Pheromosa!
Faced with that barrage of deadly bullets powerful enough to tear steel apart, they made no significant dodging maneuvers.
It was just a few casual, even slightly lazy, side profiles.
A subtle twist of the waist.
An elegant tiptoeing movement.
All the flying water shuriken whistled past, grazing their smooth exoskeletons, none of them actually making contact with their bodies! (bjbj)
Their speed, within this unique ultimate space, seemed to be empowered by some supreme law, completely exceeding the limits of visual perception!
This is no longer fast.
This is a violation of the laws of physics!
"How can it be……"
The ghost's lips moved unconsciously, its mind a complete blank.
next second.
One of the pheromones vanished from everyone's retina in an instant.
There was no afterimage, no blurring; it simply evaporated into thin air.
When it reappeared, it had already covered a distance of more than ten meters, and it descended like a ghost in front of Greninja!
On that face, a blend of insect and female features, the enormous compound eyes coldly reflected the astonished expression of the Greninja frog, devoid of any emotion.
Time seemed to be slowed down infinitely at this moment.
The pheromone slowly raised its long and powerful legs, the lines of which were so perfect that they seemed less like a living creature and more like a masterpiece of art.
Yet this very work of art, with a seemingly elegant flying kick, traced a white trajectory imbued with destructive power, striking Greninja's unsuspecting chest with unparalleled precision!
"boom!"
A heavy, muffled thud that could stop your heart.
The sound wasn't of bones shattering, but rather the sound of a deeper, more fundamental structure collapsing in an instant.
Even the battle-hardened, steel-willed Champion Greninja couldn't execute a single basic defensive move.
The moment it was hit, its body flew backward at an even faster speed than it had come from, like a sandbag being struck by a giant hammer, with a terrifying arc clearly dented into the exoskeleton of its chest.
It traced a weak parabola in the air before crashing heavily onto the hard crystalline ground with a sickening thud.
There was no struggle, no convulsions.
He simply crashed to the ground and remained motionless, his eyes rolled back, instantly losing all fighting ability.
Just a meeting.
One encounter.
This first official confrontation with an Ultra Beast on its home planet ended with the instant death of a King-level powerhouse's trump card.
All the members of the advance team were frozen in place, as if petrified. A chilling coldness, originating from the depths of their souls, surged wildly up their spines, instantly freezing their thoughts.
This is the ultimate monster.
This is their overwhelming, despair-inducing, terrifying strength when they are on their home turf!
After landing a successful attack, the Pheromosa did not pursue.
That pure white, near-perfect body simply leaped gracefully backward, rejoining its two companions. The three white figures stood silently in the distance, forming an absolutely stable equilateral triangle. Their enormous, complex compound eyes reflected the eerie light of this other dimension, devoid of any emotion, coldly and scrutinizingly observing these intruders from another world.
That wasn't the gaze of a wild beast looking at its prey; it was more like the gaze of a creator observing the tiny creatures in his experimental dish.
A brief, deathly silence spread through the ranks, even more suffocating than the previous fierce clashes.
Then, the deathly silence was shattered by an uncontrollable, heart-wrenching scream.
The agility-type Elite Four member, codenamed "Ghost," stared intently at his beloved ace Pokémon lying in a pool of blood. The Pokémon that had once fought alongside him and dominated the battlefield was now weak and its life force rapidly fading before everyone's eyes.
His eyes were instantly filled with frantic bloodshot veins.
"I'm going to... kill you all!"
That was not a simple threat, but a vow squeezed from the depths of his throat, a mixture of endless pain and rage.
The dam of reason collapsed under the shock of her beloved pet's near death.
The alliance chairman's order to "hold your ground and not make any rash moves" was still echoing in the communication channel, but he had completely forgotten about it.
With a flick of his wrist, another Poké Ball appeared in his hand. He leaned forward, poised to break free of the group.