pertwk Chapter 499 Surrounded by Clouds and Water
Chapter 499 Surrounded by Clouds and Water
Chapter 501 Surrounded by a Thousand Layers of Clouds and Water
As if sensing what its trainer was about to do, Landorus, gripping the rock slab, sighed softly. Its almost compassionate face turned towards the sky, and it slowly rose upwards.
Next, this deity, who symbolizes the earth and abundance in the Unova region, clasped its hands together, using the stone slab between its palms as the center of a sphere, and unleashed a surge of rock-based energy.
A layer of earthen-yellow barrier space unfolded around it. With the support of the stone slabs, this spherical region expanded exponentially across the entire sea. Wherever it reached, the sea breeze abruptly stopped, and the once azure sky and water instantly became dry.
groggy.
And this is merely the initial condition for the formation of a sandstorm.
In a normal Pokémon battle, releasing "Sandstorm" doesn't require such elaborate preparations that are more ritualistic than practical. But Joggs' purpose is far from covering a small area to serve as a battleground—Landcloud has to do it for the trainer's "wish".
Next, the air inside the yellow sphere began to flow slowly.
As the air churned, the rock-based energy gradually merged with the real world, making the air increasingly dense. Fine sand particles formed in this arid space, and visibility further decreased. Then, the airflow accelerated, and larger grains of sand began to appear amidst the yellowish-brown storm. Anyone who ventured into this area would inevitably be choked by these strange substances—this place was already the limit of human endurance.
Because immediately afterward, pebbles the size of hailstones appeared in the air.
They even collide with each other in the chase of the gale, making crackling and scraping sounds—this is the source of why ordinary "Sandstorm" moves can interfere with Pokémon battles. However, compared to this "Sandstorm" on the sea, the commotion created by those Rock-type Pokémon is almost child's play.
If such a commotion were to occur on the land of the United States, people would certainly not remain unresponsive.
The overwhelming sandstorm, the sudden darkening of the sky, and the dry, dusty air—even the most oblivious pedestrian would inevitably look up.
However, this platform, built for underwater ruins, is isolated in the deep sea, several nautical miles from the shore of Ripple Town, and Landorus's attack is launched from a height much higher than sea level. The commotion here, aside from causing nearby aquatic Pokémon to instinctively feel uneasy and flee to deeper waters, and causing the occasional Flying-type Pokémon passing by in the sky to detour, has almost no further impact.
But this does not mean that no living beings will notice this anomaly.
In particular, Joggs carefully selected the location for the ceremony. He knew the direction of the ocean currents, the path of the sea breeze, and how the dissipated rock-type energy would be enveloped, transported, and diffused by these natural forces, ultimately reaching the Pokémon most sensitive to this "scent".
According to this historian's long-term research, the two elves happen to roam around this sea area during this season.
That's what he's betting on.
"They're here."
The sage in the green robe murmured softly, his gaze fixed on the northeastern horizon.
At first, it was just a faint flash of light deep in the clouds—like a sigh exhaled from a gap in the clouds before a thunderstorm. But the light did not disappear in an instant like ordinary lightning; instead, it began to split and recombine at a speed visible to the naked eye.
On the sky, which had unknowingly turned gray, it traced more and more forked blue lines.
At the same time, the wind changed direction.
As if twisted abruptly by an unseen giant hand, the moist air currents that, while affected by the "sandstorm," were still largely blowing from the ocean to the land were brutally cut off. In their place came a chaotic and surging gale, carrying with it a pungent, acrid smell of ozone. Thick, dark clouds were pushed in by the gale, and the brilliant sunshine was swept away.
Then comes the sound.
At first, it was like tearing silk, then like rolling thunder, and finally it transformed into a continuous, chest-shaking roar, as if the entire sky was roaring in anger. The sound pierced through the boundless sea, pressing in from all directions at once.
"From the same direction?"
On the swaying mechanical platform, Joggs gazed at the distant commotion, feeling a little more at ease.
The current situation suggests that the two Pokémon likely fought on their way here.
"Considering the stamina those guys have expended, the chances of success have increased a bit more."
The tornado was the first to appear.
It emerged from the folds of the clouds, appearing as a blurry dot from a distance, yet carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.
In the blink of an eye, the green figure riding the clouds suddenly magnified in Joggs's vision.
Where it swept across, the straight wind pressure sliced the sea surface cleanly—although the depth of this area was not deep enough for the seawater to surge to both sides and expose the dry seabed as in mythology, a continuous white chasm, as if it were to tear the sea apart forever, was still conspicuously etched on the shimmering waves.
On the other side, the thunderclouds, which control lightning and torrential rain, make an even more flamboyant appearance.
Although it arrived a step later, its speed was in no way inferior to that of a tornado. The reason it was late was probably because of the dark blue-black cumulonimbus cloud trailing behind it, and the crackling electric tail that constantly flung arcs of electricity across the sea—it skillfully used some of its acceleration power for its grand spectacle.
This blue cloud deity moved in a zigzag pattern between the sea and sky, as if expanding its territory, continuously dispersing moisture from the ocean into the air. As a result, the clouds gathered thicker and thicker, and the sky grew increasingly dim.
Two legendary Pokémon arrived one after the other, but neither of them looked at Yoggs on the platform.
Their gazes were all focused on the land cloud.
The focus is on that same creature that once shared the skies with them, but now willingly serves as an accomplice to humanity, causing abnormal weather over the ocean.
Focusing on that "sandstorm" space, which exudes eerie rock-based energy and is now slowly rotating, constantly spreading outwards with a provocative air.
Land Cloud, however, did not respond to the gazes of its two defeated adversaries.
Then-
That earthen-yellow barrier once again expanded outwards in a grand manner.
"You must be angry, right?"
Joggs shaded his eyes with his hand, blocking the raindrops that had begun to fall.
Raindrops pounded on the iron platform, making a dense, crisp sound, and quickly wetted the rusty metal surface, turning it a dark color.
No matter which city in the United States you search through the historical records, the names Tornado Cloud and Thunder Cloud are completely unrelated to the word "good-tempered". Even Land Cloud, which has a relatively better reputation, always leaves people with an impression of being majestic and ruthless in the records.
After all, these Pokémon are originally the embodiment of weather—the power of nature.
And nothing is more ruthless than nature itself.
Faced with the indifference of their lifelong nemesis and the blatant invasion of their territory by the Land Cloud, they could not possibly remain indifferent.
The two Pokémon in the air exchanged a glance, and then nodded simultaneously without hesitation—
The next second, like two shooting stars, they simultaneously crashed into the "sandstorm" where the land cloud was located!
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