Those strange sound waves continued to echo through the Power Plant.
They were no longer as piercing as they had been at first. Instead, as time passed, the melody began to undergo subtle changes.
Under Ye Li's "remote control," Lin Feng kept fine-tuning every syllable and every beat of the sound waves thousands of times per second.
He was searching.
Searching for that unique frequency that could resonate perfectly with Zapdos's soul.
At the center of the battlefield, everyone held their breath.
Under everyone's gaze, Zapdos's struggles grew weaker and weaker.
It seemed to sense an ancient, incredibly familiar call within this noise that sounded unbearably harsh to human ears.
It was a requiem etched into the deepest recesses of its genes, from its creator-Lugia, the god of the sea.
Soothed by the music, its violent emotions slowly receded like tamed tides.
Guided by the melody, its furious lightning gradually subsided.
Hiding in a corner, Ye Li watched the scene, inwardly ecstatic.
He knew he had once again won his gamble.
[It worked! It really worked!]
[Lin Feng, great work! Keep it up. Raise the frequency another 0.3 hertz. Yes, that's the feeling!]
He continued directing this performance that spanned time and space in his mind, like a master conductor.
With Lin Feng's almost miraculous adjustments, the melody of the sound waves grew increasingly harmonious and ethereal.
It was no longer noise, but a true piece of music from ancient times.
At last.
Zapdos fell completely still.
It even slowly withdrew the layer of golden electricity that covered its entire body and symbolized its anger, revealing its golden-yellow feathers, sharp as spikes.
It simply hovered quietly in the capture net, its head tilted slightly like a curious child, listening to the melody that had awakened its ancient memories.
Dead silence