"Lord Piedmon, Dark Tornado Mountain is complete," Teknimon said excitedly.
"Thank you for your hard work, Teknimon. As a reward, I will make you an Ultimate Digimon." As Piedmon spoke, he tossed out a white scarf. In his hand, it had been only the size of a palm. By the time it floated above Teknimon's head, it was large enough to cover him completely. Teknimon wore an expectant expression as he waited for the white scarf to descend.
When the white scarf returned to Piedmon's hand, Teknimon had successfully evolved into the Ultimate Digimon, Antithinkmon. Unlike Teknimon, who pursued progress, Antithinkmon was hostile to all unnatural substances. As a Vaccine-type Digimon, Antithinkmon was the most devoted guardian of the forest.
"Ah, why? Why did I take part in building Dark Tornado Mountain? Something that destroys nature like this should never have existed in the first place!" Antithinkmon fixed his scarlet eyes on Piedmon.
"Antithinkmon, don't you think the plants in the forest domain make more sense than those outside?" Piedmon put on an expectant expression, seemingly hoping for Antithinkmon's approval.
"Enough." A pitch-black tornado swept in, wrapped around Antithinkmon, and flew straight toward the Dark Ocean. In Antithinkmon's place appeared Fallen Angemon, with his black wings.
"Piedmon, do you have any idea what you're doing? Why would you treat Teknimon like this?" Fallen Angemon immediately demanded. Piedmon showed no sign of anger and instead explained, "You know how powerful that beast would be if Antithinkmon could evolve to Mega. Besides, the boss and the others..."
"Screwmon is already dead. And with your methods, Antithinkmon will never evolve into that beast." Fallen Angemon had no intention of arguing with Piedmon about this and said bluntly, "Something has changed at the Wall of Flame. A strange Digimon caused it. A Garudamon corrupted