"I'll take you there. I'm quite confident in my speed." Kudamon jumped down from the table and transformed into the giant Digimon Sleipmon in the wind.
"Sleipmon, will you be all right?" Satsuma asked anxiously.
"If we keep deliberating, our world will be finished." Sleipmon chuckled, knowing what worried Satsuma.
"What about Teacher Zheng Fan?" Marcus Damon pointed at Zheng Fan, who was meditating nearby. At first, Zheng Fan's body had shrunk to less than half its original size, but after a period of regulated breathing, it had returned to normal. His presence remained completely withdrawn, however. Without looking directly at him, no one could detect him.
"Leave that to me. The Snowdin Family may not have the power to help Lord Zheng Fan recover, but we can at least protect him from any disturbance." Gaomon smiled, took out a phone, and called home. "Go ahead. I'll catch up soon. The Snowdin Family has its own supersonic aircraft."
The Snowdin Family's nursing team hurried over and carefully carried Zheng Fan into the vehicle. Neither Calumon nor the Night Dawn Sword stopped them. These mortals lacked the strength to provoke any reaction from Zheng Fan, let alone cause something like qi deviation. If the Snowdin Family tried to use scientific instruments, however, the Night Dawn Sword would never allow it.
"Calumon, I'd like to ask you a favor." Gaomon approached with a sheepish expression.
"What is it? Calumon loves helping!" Calumon said happily. The ears that had stayed folded for days suddenly spread out, larger than Calumon's face.
"I want you to help me erase Astashelan, my Mega evolution," Gaomon said with great agitation.
"Why?" Calumon looked at Gaomon in confusion.
Gaomon took out Thomas's blue Digivice and said to Calumon, "Calumon, I can feel power inside this that Thomas wanted