He Descended Like Lightning!

"I'll make your name known from Galar to Donghuang. No one will be unaware of it."

It had to be said, Xia Chen's promise sounded somewhat arrogant, but it was incredibly infectious.

At the very least, Calyrex was fired up by it.

For some reason, it suddenly felt an inexplicable trust that if it was Xia Chen, he would definitely be able to do something like that.

"I believe you."

Calyrex decided to follow its instincts and place its last hope on the human before it.

That was right. This was its final desperate gamble. Xia Chen and the dozen or so elderly people in Freezington were the last humans in the world who still remembered it.

If they too passed away, Calyrex, forgotten by all, might fall into a long slumber and only awaken when the power of faith flowed into it once more.

"I'll tell you the rough outline of the plan first."

Xia Chen suddenly said.

Calyrex was a little surprised. How long had it been? He already had a rough plan?

"Wouldn't that... be a little too fast?"

Xia Chen smiled. "Religion, you know. It's always the same few things. Nothing special."

Religious faith was not popular in the Pokémon World. The humans here had never seen the usual tricks employed by the sects of Xia Chen's previous life. It was like a fishing spot unspoiled by anglers—wouldn't the fish bite every time?

The essence of religion was finding a spiritual anchor. Even something as absurd as the Flying Spaghetti Monster Church could have quite a few believers. Xia Chen felt that if he could not restore Calyrex's former strength—or even surpass it—it would disgrace the name of a transmigrator.

"The first step of the plan is deciding our religion's name."

Xia Chen spoke eloquently. "This