Pokémon Devil King

Chapter 362 A Fleeting Dream

The ripples of the water, like dreamlike bubbles, enveloped the entire Xingbei Square.

Milotic was at the center of the ripples, its slender body appearing and disappearing in the pale blue light membrane, each scale reflecting a mesmerizing halo.

This is a dreamlike realm created using water waves, based on Milotic's captivating physical characteristics.

It not only provides a boost to subsequent moves, but also disrupts the opponent's judgment with constantly fluctuating light.

“I believe the first priority in the Grand Contest is creating an immersive experience,” Robert said calmly and confidently. “The second step—”

He hadn't finished speaking.

The voice of the Ninth Era has already sounded.

"Dumb."

"stay."

Slowpoke responded, simply raising its right paw.

The next instant, a violent water column with a diameter of more than two meters burst out of the water below Milotic without warning!

The water energy, compressed to its limit, created a brief vacuum at the moment of its explosion, tearing the surrounding light membrane and ripples to shreds!

The venue, which had previously seemed like a dream, was instantly reduced to its original state.

Milotic let out a startled cry, its slender body uncontrollably shooting into the sky under the terrifying impact of the water column!

"Huh?!" Robert's composure froze instantly.

He had considered many possible ways to deal with it.

Using superpowers to disrupt the spread of the ripples, using protection to withstand the first wave of attack, and even using teleportation to escape the range...

But he never imagined that Jiuji would use such a direct method!

Smash the entire domain with absolute power!

"Miroo!" Milotic adjusted its posture in the air, its long tail drawing a rainbow arc, and water vapor rising from its body.

It wasn't injured, but the carefully crafted rhythm was completely disrupted, making it somewhat angry.

Jiuji stood in the command area, the sea breeze ruffling her hair.

"Mr. Robert, your usual three-part opening, without the second part, will make the subsequent transitions difficult to be perfect, won't it?"

Robert's surprise lasted only a moment.

Then, an even more ardent smile appeared on his face.

"I see...I see!"

Robert's eyes gleamed with the fervor of a worthy opponent.

"Instead of entering the opponent's territory, you directly destroy it. Miss Jiuji, your tactics are even more domineering than I imagined!"

He likes this kind of opponent!

He has always been the one to crush others with his dazzling skills; this is the first time someone has used force to crush him in the same field.

“But!” Robert’s voice rose, “the Grand Contest isn’t something that ends just by being destroyed!”

"Milotic, go against the current!"

"Miru—!!"

In the air, Milotic used the residual force of the water column to complete an incredible spiral rotation with its slender body!

The originally scattered water flow was drawn by the light around it, transforming into countless tiny water ribbons that surrounded it!

"Turning the opponent's strength into your own!" Robert spread his arms wide. "That's the art of coordination!"

Milotic, trailing a cloud of water, swooped down towards Slowpoke like a blue meteor!

Each water jet was spinning at high speed, emitting a sharp whistling sound!

It's a combo attack, Water Tail!

“Interesting.” A hint of appreciation flashed in Jiu Ji’s eyes.

Even when the rhythm is disrupted, the ability to immediately utilize the residual energy of the opponent's moves to organize such a fierce counterattack.

This adaptability is truly befitting of a top-tier coordination trainer.

“However,” she tilted her head slightly, a smile curving her lips, “it can also be used by us.”

"stay."

A deep blue water ball appeared silently in front of Slowpoke.

The space around the water sphere appeared ominously distorted.

That's a sign that the water energy has been compressed to its limit!

"Get out of the way! Milotic!" Robert shouted urgently.

Milotic forcefully reversed its dive trajectory, its slender body drawing a dangerous arc in the air, barely grazing the path of the water sphere!

however--

"receive."

"Nine Eras said softly."

"Om-"

The deep blue water sphere didn't launch; instead, it acted like a miniature black hole, unleashing a terrifying suction force.

All the water streams surrounding Milotic instantly went out of control and were forcibly pulled toward the water sphere!

Even the moisture in the air was sucked away!

Then, the water sphere that had absorbed a huge amount of water energy floated lightly into the pool in the arena, and with a "plop," it exploded into a tiny splash.

There was nothing around Milotic.

"What...what kind of move is that?"

Robert took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He had never seen such a water-based skill before!

“It’s not a special move,” Jiuji said calmly. “The principle is very simple: to completely drain all the water molecules in an area, including the water vapor in the air.”

"So, many of Milotic's spectacular performances will... well, become a bit simpler?"

Jiuji used a word that was not entirely clear, but it basically meant that it couldn't be used to create any interesting water features.

Normally, this water sphere could have exploded, but to keep a trump card, she temporarily told Daidai to stop.

“Simple…” Robert’s lips twitched, feeling that his coordinator theory system had been impacted.

How is this simple?!

This requires an incredibly powerful control over water-based energy, and... a mental strength far exceeding that of Milotic!

His gaze fell on Slowpoke.

The seemingly dull-witted Pokémon still wore a bewildered expression, as if the attack that had just torn through space had nothing to do with it.

“It seems that conventional, flashy combat strategies are ineffective against you.” Robert slowly exhaled, his eyes sharpening. “Then… I should get serious too.”

Robert gently pressed his finger to his lips, a habitual gesture of thinking.

The sea breeze at Xingbei Square seemed to quiet down for a moment, with only the distant sound of waves crashing against the rocks.

“Milnar,” he called softly, his voice losing its theatrical flair and gaining a touch of coldness. “Prepare the mirror.”

Milotic lowered its raised head slightly and let out a long, low groan.

Milotic lowered its raised head slightly and let out a long, solemn hum.

Its iridescent scales began to subside, no longer reflecting light outwards, and took on a matte, silvery-white finish.

At the same time, the water surface beneath it, centered on it, becomes absolutely smooth and absolutely still.

A huge silver mirror, being carefully polished, slowly took shape on the field.

"Discard some of the external splendor and concentrate your energy on reflection and insight."

Robert stared at Nine and Slowpoke opposite him, his purple eyes unfathomable.

"Your Slowpoke possesses incredible energy manipulation abilities, so let its own power become its greatest obstacle."