Chu Xin could no longer see what happened afterward. He had already guessed that these were Dynamax Dragonite's memories. Perhaps Dragonite had never witnessed the battle in which Zacian and Zamazenta defeated Eternatus.
Holding Xiao Wu, Chu Xin walked up to Dragonite's corpse. He could feel the sorrow in Dynamax Dragonite's heart. The city it had watched over all its life, the place it had yearned for, had ultimately been destroyed. Although Zamazenta and Zacian had avenged it, revenge had never been what Dragonite wanted. More than anything, it wanted the people it had protected to return.
Sadly, what had passed was lost forever. Although its enemies had been defeated, Dragonite's lingering will was still filled with grief.
For the first time, Chu Xin felt the full intensity of Dragonite's sorrow. He had thought himself some chosen one who could dispel Dynamax Dragonite's lingering obsession, but after truly experiencing its life, he finally understood: how could he possibly soothe such pain with words?
Chu Xin could only crouch beside Dragonite's corpse and stroke its body, hoping this might ease the sorrow in its heart.
He set Xiao Wu down from his arms. Xiao Wu looked innocently at Dragonite's corpse. It could sense Dragonite's emotions, but it could not understand them. Why was it sad? Was there nothing tasty to eat?
Innocent Xiao Wu was still only a child. As far as it knew, perhaps the saddest thing in the world was having Chu Xin withhold its snacks.
At last, the scene before them faded completely, leaving only a pure white space. The blue dragon flames took Dragonite's shape. Chu Xin knew this was Dragonite's lingering will.
Although Chu Xin had previously thought of all sorts of things to say to soothe Dragonite's resentment, after truly experiencing its life, he fell