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Jirachi thought for a moment. "Then let's send it to Mew and Hoopa, and Leafeon, Calyrex... Oh, right, send one to Aya and Third Uncle too!"

As it spoke, Jirachi pressed the photo's send button and selected the contacts.

Unfortunately, the photo failed to send.

The reason the photo could not be sent was simple.

Back in the Desert of No Return, messages could be sent because Mark had taken the time to set up a base station in the Desert of No Return's Chaos Space.

But now, the base station was gone.

Although Rayquaza had deliberately held back while practicing Hydrogen Bomb Explosion to avoid causing permanent damage to this Chaos Space, such explosions were still beyond what those communication facilities could withstand.

The base stations inside the Desert of No Return had been completely wiped out on the very first day Rayquaza practiced Hydrogen Bomb Explosion.

Jirachi shook its phone repeatedly, but the photo still would not send.

In the end, the little one clasped its hands together. As a streak of starlight descended, Jirachi used Small Wish to send the photo.

Jirachi never did figure out why its phone had no signal, but that did not stop it from sending the message.

Lugia stared blankly at the scene before him.

Both Jirachi and Rayquaza exuded a strange sense of incongruity that could not be described in words.

Lugia eventually turned his gaze toward Rayquaza and asked, "kya~?"

After Necrozma devoured your body, didn't it take over your consciousness?

"Roar~?"

Rayquaza blinked. It would have been fine if Lugia had not mentioned it.

But after Lugia's question, Rayquaza suddenly sensed Necrozma making a racket inside his body, constantly babbling about things like day, night, and light.

Well, everything Necrozma said was nonsense.

So-called day and night were actually