Northern Village Secret Realm VIII

The Terastal Energy shrouding the mountaintop seemed to have been sucked away by some bottomless abyss. The air atop the mountain was instantly refreshed, and the white smoke dispersed, fully revealing the figure standing beside the pool that had lost its radiance.

It was a tall, powerfully built bipedal dragon Pokémon that exuded terrifying majesty, like a savage beast from ancient times.

Most of its body was crimson, accented by patches of white and blue. Long, dragon-whisker-like antennae grew from its head, while the feathers standing high atop it fluttered in the wind. Bright sunlight streamed through the barrier onto the mountaintop.

Its claws were sharp enough to seem capable of tearing through anything, its jaws and teeth could easily rip apart an opponent's defenses, and its thick, long tail whipped through the air with the speed of a lash.

The moment anyone laid eyes on it, one thought would arise in their mind—it had been born for battle.

Naturally, Su Hao recognized this Pokémon. Not to mention that the system had directly popped up and plastered its status panel across his face.

Pokémon: [Groudon]

Type: [Fighting-type + Dragon-type]

Gender: [None]

Ability: [Radiant Aura]

Level: [Class One Legendary]

The Legendary Pokémon Groudon, the divine beast revered as the Wing King in ancient times... why was it here!?

Su Hao felt his breathing quicken. Ogerpon, held in his arms, had been frightened by Groudon's aura, while Reshiram, who had been leisurely watching from within his mind, was already prepared to appear at any moment.

After Groudon let out a roar, the air fell deathly silent. Though the Terastal Energy covering the mountaintop had completely dispersed, Greavard and the others did not dare make a single reckless move under Groudon's intangible oppressive presence.

Greavard, floating in midair, was drenched in