Xing Tiandao, who had been chattering away, also sensed that something was wrong.
Following Tapu Lele's no longer composed, inexplicably terrified gaze upward.
—He saw a pitch-black spatial rift stretching across the sky, as well as the figure of a humanoid Pokémon engulfed in rolling Mist.
The moment it appeared, a dull hum echoed between heaven and earth, as though the world itself were wailing beneath the power contained within it.
The instant he laid eyes on it, the cold, heavy, terrifying pressure made Xing Tiandao break out in a cold sweat. His entire body felt as though it had sunk into a swamp, unable to break free.
Had he not been beside Tapu Lele, he likely would have been like everyone across Akala Island, the Island Sanctuary, and even the nearby stationed White Eagle forces—instantly struck by the horrifying pressure and rendered incapable of moving, with some even fainting outright.
Yet compared to the pressure he was enduring, Xing Tiandao was more concerned about something else.
"Isn't that Su Hao's—!?"
That was right. At the very least, Xing Tiandao could not possibly mistake the identity of that ominous figure in the sky.
It was Mewtwo, a Psychic-type Legendary Pokémon.
Mewtwo's existence had long ceased to be a secret within the Divine Land Alliance.
After all, Su Hao had never intended to conceal it. Whether it was the meteor incident or the God of Order incident in Viridian Forest, Mewtwo had appeared openly and wielded power comparable to a Class One Legendary deity.
There was also information circulated only within the Divine Land Alliance that suggested Mewtwo might even be a rare researcher of Pokémon.
The laboratory Su Hao had built with the materials and instruments he had purchased using his authority had been created for Mewtwo.
But why had