An unimaginable and extremely terrifying aura hovered above the rooftop at this time.

The figure that flew out of the night seemed strange and solemn.

The mysterious black energy element lingers on the arms. The originally erratic arms seemed to have a physical body. It was not a feeling of ethereality, but a malice that seemed to be substantial.

The white energy on the forehead fluttered in the air like long hair, but in the white color, it seemed to have a bit of turbidity.

Not as clear as black and white as before.

Instead, it seems to be more and more varied.

Under the cover of the white energy, a pair of blue eyes seemed to have insight into the sins of the world, as if they had seen the end of evil, like gems and lakes, reflecting the sky at night.

Even the bright light of those stars was restrained by those eyes.

That is the breath of wisdom.

It's also a sharp breath.

But the sharp vision had a natural sense of domineeringness. Not to mention a weak existence, even an old demigod like Deodys, wouldn't help but feel a trembling heart when he met the pair of eyes.

What a cold aura.

It is obvious that Darklay is already a taciturn guy.

But at this moment, it seemed as if it was keeping people from thousands of miles away, just floating there quietly, exuding a cold aura.

However, no matter how others felt, Darklay just quietly raised his eyes.

The lake's blue eyes looked at the young man who was most respected in front of him.

Suddenly, it smiled.

"Master, I seem to feel something special a little."

"It should be that Your Highness wants you to feel something."

The young man looked at Darklay, who was in a obviously good mood, looked at Yipeltar, who seemed satisfied, and asked with a smile: "Are you ready?"

"It's ready." Darklay's low and dumb voice came, "Although it's still a little strange, there's an innate sense of familiarity."

"Because you are all power of evil attributes." Yipeltar looked down at it from the sky beside him and said casually: "Anyway, you will be able to understand this step sooner or later, just take it as proficient in advance."

"Thank you for your generosity." Darklay bowed slightly, his respectfulness beyond words.

Yipeltar glanced at it and said lightly: "You are the only one who is still good at this little devil. If you don't do it, I'll find another one for him."

Hearing this sentence, Darklay's originally calm gaze suddenly froze.

The biting eyes turned like sword energy in an instant.

He met Yipeltar's fun gaze.

"Your Highness will not have this opportunity." It is rare, in a tone that is filled with powerful thoughts, and even a bit contradictory.

However, Ibertal did not mean to be angry. Instead, he waved his wings gently and said leisurely: "Then I'm looking forward to it."

Darklay lowered his head and stopped responding.

It could feel the throbbing in its heart at that moment.

That is the product of the combination of inner anger and anxiety.

Although he knew that His Highness Ebertal was agitating, it was truly aroused.

It has not pursued much.

Apart from power, there is only the shadow of the master, that's all.

so--

No one can replace it with its position next to the owner.

Bankilas can't do it, Hupa can't do it, Latios, Deiochis, and the giant monster, not even more so!

It is the master's trump card.

Even if Bankiras and their masters have been following them for a long time, some things are definitely not explained by time.

Perhaps now, the master has no Pokémon that can compete with it.

Perhaps now, the Pokémon that the master encountered and conquered was not as good as it.

However, the Pokémon in this world is endless.

There are countless powerful Pokémons.

Not to mention the distance, even the four origins present and an artificial Pokémon must be above it.

Its strength can no longer be seen down.

What it needs to pursue is the strength that is close to its origin.

Instead of destroying the power of the demigods casually.

Stronger.

It needs to be stronger!

For the master.

For itself, too.

A fierce gaze flashed, and the violent eyes instantly looked at the giant creature thousands of miles away.

Scarlet armor, flowing magma.

The hot flames even reflected half of the night sky red.

The cold white claws still emitted refracted starlight.

Overwhelming momentum.

Invincible strength.

This ancient beast, which was born from its origin, is slowly moving towards the direction of the sea.

Every step is like a shaking earth, and every step is like a shaking stone.

but--

When Darklay's eyes fell on the other side, it knew that the hunting began!

Gorrado.

A powerful Pokémon of Origin.

Gorrado.

An existence that is about to become its sword test stone.

Since that's the case, there is no need to think about anything anymore.

"Master." It suddenly turned its eyes, and the fierce fighting spirit in the lake blue eyes was something that the young man had not seen for several years.

Even if it doesn't say it out loud, the youth understands its ideas.

"So quickly and quickly." Looking at Darklay, who was in a desperate battle, the young man spoke like this.

"learn!"

In an instant, black clouds swept across. The sky, which was originally blue by the sea, and the night when it was originally burned by flames, suddenly broke into the third violent but depressing color.

black.

A really suitable color for the night.

A color of destruction and evil in silence.

Night is the world of evil ghosts.

Night is the home court of the evil Pokémon.

The rolling clouds wrapped around Darklay's body in just a moment. Then, a huge figure that was not even inferior to them appeared in the eyes of the two Pokémons who were originally looking at each other.

“Gulado…”

A hoarse and low voice rang out from the dark clouds.

The earthly Pokémon, who stood tall, looked over with black and white eyes.

It could feel that in the dark clouds that suddenly swept over, there was an existence that was not inferior to it and Gaioca.

No, it's not inferior!

It's stronger!

pressure!

It felt the pressure!

It's not that crazy pressure, but the extremely clever aura that seems tyrannical but actually controls it.

Freely send and receive.
To be continued...