Origin Pulse

Awoo!

One of the Mightyena surrounding Ralts suddenly raised its head and sniffed, its fierce gaze instantly locking onto the bushes.

The other Mightyena reacted even more dramatically. It opened its mouth and fired a Shadow Ball at the bushes.

The dark purple energy sphere shot over in an instant, so fast that Hu Yang had no time to react before he felt a heavy blow strike his chest.

Damn it! He had only wanted to come over and ask for directions. Was there any need to be this vicious?

The sudden commotion drew the attention of the two men, and they quickly turned to look at Hu Yang, who had been sent sprawling.

Grrr.

The Mightyena let out a low growl from its throat. It pressed a powerful foreleg against Hu Yang's chest and glared at him menacingly.

Caw!

Seeing Hu Yang being attacked, Cramorant's expression finally changed. A white light lit up in its eyes, and in the next second, blue rings materialized around its body.

The air around them began to churn, and an indescribable pressure filled the entire area.

"What is that?!" The man behind the Mightyena was utterly stunned by the sight.

That Pokémon, that move filled with such overwhelming pressure... he had never seen anything like it!

No one answered him, because in the next second, countless pale blue-white beams shot from the blue rings around Cramorant, delivering indiscriminate yet precise strikes against the two Mightyena.

Hu Yang stared in disbelief.

Wasn't that Kyogre's Origin Pulse?!

The scene was reflected in Ralts's eyes. It looked at Hu Yang, while Hu Yang looked at Cramorant.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The vast area before them visibly changed beneath the beams.

The trees, the grass, and all the vegetation in the area were visibly disintegrating, being destroyed, being annihilated.

The two Mightyena had been driven directly into a near-death state.

Only after everything settled down did Hu Yang swallow hard.

The power of that Origin Pulse was utterly ridiculous!

He stood up and looked at Cramorant.

After using that move, Cramorant returned to its vacant, foolish expression and climbed back onto his shoulder.

The two men snapped out of their shock and stared at Cramorant with terror written all over their faces.

That wide-area attack had missed where they stood by barely a hand's breadth.

Seeing the Mightyena get instantly taken out, they did not even dare imagine what would have happened if humans had been hit!

At that thought, the two exchanged a glance, turned around, and ran.

But just then, a proud, aloof figure appeared out of thin air in their path of retreat.

That was... Gardevoir!

A layer of blue light shone in Gardevoir's eyes as it furiously seized the two men from the ground with Confusion and hurled them hard against a thick tree trunk.

Two muffled groans rang out, and they immediately lost consciousness.

So... so fast!

Before Hu Yang could react, a flash of white light appeared before him. Gardevoir had used Teleport to arrive directly above him.

Psychic power rapidly condensed into a tangible blade of light. Just as it was about to slash down, a small figure suddenly stepped between Gardevoir and Hu Yang.

Hu Yang quickly put distance between himself and the dangerous Gardevoir.

Ralts anxiously said something to Gardevoir.

A moment later, the Psycho Cut before Gardevoir vanished into thin air. It gave up its attack and instead looked sternly at Ralts, like a mother scolding her daughter.

Ralts let out a soft cry. It glanced back at Hu Yang, then used Teleport with its mother to leave the area.

"Phew..."

Hu Yang let out a sigh of relief.

Clearly, Gardevoir had mistaken him for an accomplice of those two men.

The Pokémon world was far too dangerous. He had only wanted to come over and ask for directions!

Hu Yang turned to Cramorant.

So being attacked had triggered Cramorant's automatic protection mechanism?

"Use Origin Pulse again?" Hu Yang tried asking.

"Caw?" Cramorant held its head with a wing and stared back at him with a blank, foolish expression.

Hu Yang: "..."

He gave up trying to communicate and went over to check on the two Mightyena instead.

[Species: Mightyena ♂]

Type: Dark

Ability: Moxie

Base Stats: 420 (HP: 70, Attack: 90, Defense: 70, Special Attack: 60, Special Defense: 60, Speed: 70)

Known Moves: Crunch, Thief, Sand Attack, Snarl, Shadow Ball

Current Mood: Unconscious, unable to perceive anything

Physical Condition: Seriously injured (incapacitated, and injuries cannot recover naturally)

Near death (will die without treatment)

Friendship: -50 (Caution! It has regarded you as an enemy and may attack you at any time)

An instant knockout, along with such massive destructive power...

Even Hu Yang was stunned by the performance of this magical Pokémon he had personally modified.

Its base stats were maxed out in all six categories, even far surpassing Eternatus, the Pokémon with the highest total base stats.

As the creator of such an absurd thing that could appear in a game, he truly owed GF an apology!

It would be nice if Cramorant could communicate with me. Hu Yang thought regretfully.

Having gained a deep understanding of Cramorant's destructive power, Hu Yang stood up and walked over to the two humans Gardevoir had knocked down.

He reached out to check their breathing. After confirming they were not dead, Hu Yang took off their shirts, twisted them into ropes, and tied them to two separate trees.

Then he searched them from head to toe and arranged the items he found on the ground from largest to smallest.

Two empty standard Poké Balls, a black communication device resembling a walkie-talkie, several bottles of spray medicine, a wallet filled with League currency, and a ferry ticket to Slateport City.

"Slateport City... so this is the Hoenn region?" Hu Yang looked thoughtfully at the information on the ticket.

Then were these two members of Team Magma or Team Aqua?

That did not seem right. Hu Yang remembered that Team Magma and Team Aqua did not wear uniforms like these.

Just then, static suddenly crackled from the walkie-talkie-like communication device. A woman's voice followed. "Takehara, did you get it? Everything is ready at the auction house. We're just waiting for that Ralts of yours!"

Hu Yang did not answer.

The person on the other end noticed something was wrong. "Takehara?"

"He's asleep." Hu Yang lowered his voice. "If you have something to say, just tell me."

"???" The other party was extremely wary and quickly cut off the communication after realizing something was amiss.

At that moment, the eyelids of the man in front of him twitched.

Hu Yang set down the walkie-talkie and reminded him, "If you keep pretending, I don't mind shoving this dead fish up your ass."

Devil!

The man quickly opened his eyes. Looking at the fish with its eyes rolled back, he felt a chill run through his lower body. He warily glanced at the Cramorant on Hu Yang's shoulder and asked, "What do you want?"

"Very simple. Answer my questions."