The chaotic spacetime froze here. Under the influence of an unknown power, the shattered sky over the entire Augusto Mountains was restored to its original state.
Only the bizarre dark-red vortex, likewise split in two and covering the entire heavens, slowly dissipated.
Brilliant sunlight streamed through the gap in the vortex, sweeping away the brief despair and shock brought by the Darkest Day.
The deep-purple skeletal dragon coiled in the sky, its core split in two and its energy source completely lost, fell from the heavens, about to crash onto the ruined mountain peak.
Amid the noisy static in her earpiece came reports that Gigantamax phenomena across the country were rapidly disappearing. Tori Pendragon could no longer hold herself up, her legs giving way as she dropped to the ground.
"Is... is it over?"
There was a trace of caution in her voice, as though she feared Nihilego would be like before—just as they finished speaking, it would enter a third phase after its second.
"It should be over—"
A relieved expression appeared on Augustus's face. His gaze remained fixed on the sky, as if he wanted to etch the figures who had accomplished this great feat into his heart.
In the distance, those in London who had not yet managed to flee stared blankly at the distant sky. They froze in disbelief for several seconds before everyone excitedly abandoned their vehicles or ride Pokémon. They did not care when their luggage fell to the ground, raising their arms as thunderous cheers echoed over the city.
Though they had no idea what kind of fierce battle had erupted there during their brief escape, none of that mattered now.
The crisis had been resolved!!!
At the same time, Su Hao, riding on Reshiram's back, let out a long breath.
"Whew—"
After