"Guh... roar!"
Aggron let out a low, muffled roar.
Compared to when it had been forcibly boosted to level ninety, the sensation this time was far more intense.
It felt as though the metal armor covering its entire body was about to melt. Immense power coursed through every part of it, even threatening to break through its consciousness—
Endure!
Endure!
Aggron lay prone on the ground, gulping down fresh air as it steadied the rampaging energy inside its body.
Though it was already deep winter, Orre's overall climate remained warm and dry. A place like Platinum Silver Mountain could be called springlike all year round.
Just as it was about to completely lose control, a hand pressed against its brow. The warm touch immediately soothed Aggron's body.
"Guh roar..."
It slowly opened its eyes and saw Baimu's palm glowing with golden light. "Guh roar?"
Could it trigger the Heart of God too?
Baimu shook his head. "No, this is the Plate's power. I used it to guide the energy inside you. It's my first time doing this, but the results look pretty good."
Creation Power had plenty of potential applications beyond destruction.
For example, guiding excessively swollen energy inside a Pokémon's body. Baimu had always wondered whether he could accomplish that.
Now, he had used his own Trump Card as a test subject.
Aggron looked utterly dazed. At that moment, it resembled someone who had just finished working out at the gym, with an IQ no higher than a banana.
Baimu shook his head. "All right, come back with me first. Don't run around these next few days. Get used to it properly."
"Guh roar."
Aggron could only agree with whatever it heard right now. Its brain was turning painfully slowly.
Baimu walked ahead while it followed behind, completely unaware