The Hunter Association and elite military forces gathered in an open field, their eyes fixed on the distant sky in stunned silence.
They had all heard Akira's words—despite the vast distance, his voice carried clearly.
Now, there was no more doubt.
The human standing against two forbidden beings at once—
Was none other than their Chairman, Akira!
The colossal Snake looming in the sky and the endless mountain range both radiated terrifying auras.
Just witnessing them from afar was enough to strike them like thunder, stealing their breath away.
Beads of sweat formed on their foreheads.
They couldn't even fathom how overwhelming the pressure must be for Akira, who was right there in the thick of it.
If they were placed in his position for even a second, they'd likely lose their minds or be crushed into pulp.
Among those present, only Muheer, Golem, and Netero had ever set foot on the Dark Continent.
For the rest, this was their first true encounter with beings from that realm—and it shattered their sense of significance, leaving them deeply humbled.
Their luck was abysmal, too.
The first Dark Continent creatures they witnessed were the Snake Lord and the Rock Lord, apex existences.
What baffled them even more was how Akira showed no fear despite the hopeless odds.
His words carried not a trace of hesitation—only a tone of mocking superiority.
And yet, it ignited a flicker of Hope in their hearts.
Could it be…?
Could Chairman Akira truly turn the tide?
Golem's expression turned grave as he spoke. "Muheer…"
Muheer nodded hesitantly. "Captain Akira… he only has that sea god, doesn't he?"
Even the veteran team members began to worry.
In their understanding, Akira only had Kyogre to contend with these forbidden beings.
Facing two alone… the odds seemed slim.
Just as they thought this, three radiant pillars of light shot into the sky—visible even from their position.
Then, to their utter astonishment, three legendary beings emerged one after another.
The all-powerful Zygarde—mechanical and towering like a Gundam.
The oceanic deity reigning over the seas—Primal Kyogre.
And finally, the god of the land, turning the earth into a sea of scorching heat—Groudon.
Netero stroked his beard, his bell-like eyes distant as he recalled the scene at Heaven's Arena.
Back then, after witnessing that diminutive yet terrifying Aura Beast, he had wondered if Akira possessed even more fearsome creatures.
Now, he realized—he had underestimated him far too much.
Three Aura Beasts with even more formidable auras appeared, completely dispelling any doubts in their minds.
In its place was an even more intense sense of awe.
They had never imagined that their guild leader, Akira, could be this powerful!
With his own strength alone, he could rival—even defeat—multiple top-tier entities from the Dark Continent!
This was the undisputed—
Strongest in the World!
...
The volcanic region had now completely transformed into a true volcanic wasteland.
Everywhere one looked, whether mountains or fissures, they were filled with countless rivers of magma.
The earth had turned entirely crimson.
Yet, under Primal Kyogre's passive ability, torrential rains extinguished the magma, forming an even vaster ocean.
As Kyogre soared into the sky, Ging stomped the ground with tremendous force, instantly creating a massive crater!
In an instant, a colossal pillar of rock, wrapped in fresh magma, erupted from the earth, hurtling straight toward the panicked Snake Lord in the sky.
Ground-type move—Precipice Blades.
"Roar!"
The Snake Lord let out a furious roar, its body erupting with dark mist that instantly formed a barrier-like shield.
It sought to block [Precipice Blades].
However, as Ging's signature move, unleashed in its full fury,
it was not something so easily withstood.
In the blink of an eye, the massive magma pillar tore through the dark mist, carrying an intense, scorching heat, and struck the Snake Lord's enormous body.
A large body had its advantages—even the slightest movement could cause massive destruction.
But it also had its downsides.
Namely, others didn't need to aim carefully to land a hit.
"Roar!"
The Snake Lord roared again, though this time, the sound was laced with unmistakable pain.
Its features twisted as if enduring the agony of a thousand ants gnawing at its heart, its massive body writhing uncontrollably.
Just like an ordinary snake that had been struck.
Meanwhile, after being hit by Primal Kyogre's [Origin Pulse], the Rock Lord was already halfway to death.
A massive mountain had been sheared nearly in half, and the thick dark mist that once shrouded it had significantly diminished.
The pain the Rock Lord felt now was no less than the Snake Lord's—in fact, it far surpassed it.
After all, Primal Kyogre's strength already eclipsed its own, and the move used was the water-type [Origin Pulse], which it was weak against.
Now, it was beginning to feel regret.
Or rather, the moment it saw those three beams of light, regret had already taken root in its heart.
As it turned out, it had realized its mistake far too late.
The opponent was completely beyond their ability to provoke.
Only now did the Rock Lord fully awaken to the truth—the Snake Lord hadn't been exaggerating.
The power this human wielded was truly terrifying!
Terrifying beyond imagination.
It even thought that only by summoning all the [Lords] together would they stand a chance.
Who could have guessed this human would be so formidable?!
Still, the Rock Lord believed it had a chance to survive—it wasn't so easy to kill.
In an instant, countless tendrils of dark mist plunged into the earth, and the ground began to tremble violently.
The thunderous rumbling was unending.
This apocalyptic scene had occurred once before, but this time, the Rock Lord was fighting in earnest.
The reason it dared to call itself the "God of the Earth" was because its Rule Ability was dominion over the land.
It could freely alter the earth's structure—whether causing earthquakes or reshaping terrain, it could do so with ease.
The next moment, countless stone spikes erupted from the ground like bamboo shoots after rain, all shooting upwards simultaneously.
Their target was Primal Kyogre hovering in the air.
To the Rock Lord, this creature possessed the strongest aura on the battlefield—and was also its greatest counter.
This was the being that had to be dealt with first!
Numerous stone spikes imbued with terrifying power tore through the air as they surged upward.
Primal Kyogre merely cast a fleeting glance downward, its majestic eyes filled with disdain.
Then another roar echoed.
"ROAR!"
Groudon bellowed at the sky before stomping the ground, causing all the rising stone spikes to soften instantly.
They then melted back into the earth as if nothing had ever happened.
Groudon glared fixedly at the Rock Lord, snorting coldly as two massive plumes of smoke erupted from its nostrils, its entire body radiating murderous intent!
It was the true God of the Land.
What right did this upstart have to show off such meager skills in its presence?
The countless stone spikes the Rock Lord had painstakingly conjured seemed like a pathetically weakened version of Precipice Blades.
This deeply displeased Groudon.
Already irritated by facing its old rival (Primal Kyogre) in a stronger form,
now this fool dared to challenge it directly? Such audacity!
Groudon immediately resolved to teach the Rock Lord what it truly meant to be the God of the Land!
In an instant, boundless Aura erupted from Groudon's body, staining the sky with its intensity.
An oppressive aura permeated the surrounding area, as if a colossal phantom had materialized behind Groudon.
Under continuous provocation—especially Kyogre achieving [Primal Reversion] first—
Groudon's frustration had reached its peak.
This mounting pressure caused the latter half of Groudon's incubation gauge to surge wildly.
Allowing it temporary access to [Primal Reversion].
A pillar of light shot skyward!
Groudon's form began transforming.
Its body became covered in red and yellow hues, encased in crimson, plate-like skin.
Endless rivers of magma flowed from its body, forming vast molten seas upon the ground.
The darker undersides of its body turned gray, with massive spikes protruding from its head, torso, and tail.
The seams of Primal Groudon's skin glowed with molten orange-yellow hues.
On the circular sections at the base of its arms appeared an "Ω" symbol—the same pattern found on the Crimson Orb.
Primal Groudon represented Groudon's true power after Primal Reversion.
Its awakened primordial form.
Primal Groudon expelled the energy coursing through its body as molten lava.
Legend states each step it takes creates new land.
Moreover, it can manipulate weather patterns through the intense heat radiating from its magma-like body.
"ROAR!!"
After a brief stillness came an earth-shaking roar brimming with infinite majesty and fury.
Primal Groudon—had arrived!
From this moment onward, Primal Kyogre's rain-dominated battlefield no longer held absolute advantage.
The intense magma became far harder to extinguish, crackling violently as it intermingled with the endless rainfall.
Producing charred rock formations and scalding steam that filled the air.
Primal Kyogre and Primal Groudon locked eyes briefly before simultaneously looking away.
They were all Akira's Pokémon, so naturally, they wouldn't attack each other.
However, like fire and water, they still didn't quite get along.
Akira watched the scene without much thought—his Pokémon would never come to blows, no matter what.
Besides, there was no Rayquaza here. If they really fought, few could stop them.
Even the creatures of the Dark Continent would mostly be powerless against an enraged Primal Kyogre and Primal Groudon.
These two were not beings to be trifled with.
Shifting his gaze, Primal Kyogre locked onto the Snake Lord in the sky.
Primal Groudon, meanwhile, fixed its eyes on the Rock Lord on the ground.
Under Primal Groudon's stare, the Rock Lord shuddered, its fear growing uncontrollably.
It had lived for untold ages, yet it had never encountered such an overwhelmingly powerful existence.
Before today, it would have sworn that no such terrifying being existed in the world.
But now, it had no choice but to admit—there were indeed more horrifying creatures out there.
And it was unlucky enough to have crossed paths with one.
If time could be rewound, it would never have agreed to the Snake Lord's request.
Better that than losing its life for nothing.
Then, Primal Groudon took two steps forward, and a rift tore through the dark clouds in the sky.
Brilliant sunlight poured onto Primal Groudon's body, illuminating it in dazzling hues.
Like the first clear skies after a storm—radiant and breathtaking.
The Rock Lord wasted no more time and chose to strike first.
If it didn't act, waiting would only mean certain death.
Better to gamble on a chance at survival.
The Rock Lord's body trembled violently as countless fragments of stone broke free, each wreathed in thick black mist.
Then, like compressed towels exposed to water, these rocky fragments rapidly expanded in size.
In an instant, they multiplied into countless copies of the Rock Lord.
This was its trump card!
By expending most of its accumulated power, it could create over a hundred clones in an extremely short time.
These clones were naturally weaker than the original, but they were still fearsome beings in their own right.
Many [Lords] would rather provoke others of their kind than the Rock Lord—precisely because it was notoriously hard to kill!
Not only could it create countless clones to deter attacks, but as long as even a small fragment of its body remained, it could swiftly regenerate to its original form.
Nearly indestructible.
This was one of the shared traits of beings who had reached the [Lord] level.
They were universally difficult to kill.
After all, to grow into a [Lord] in the harsh environment of the Dark Continent, one had to survive countless life-and-death trials.
Those who lived long enough to become [Lords] all possessed terrifying survival abilities in one way or another.
Thus, the Rock Lord, already occupying a vast territory, now filled the land with countless smaller versions of itself.
As surges of energy plunged into the earth, even more violent earthquakes erupted.
It intended to challenge Primal Groudon— to see who held greater dominion over the land.
It refused to believe that if its true form wasn't enough, a hundred clones wouldn't tip the scales.
Primal Groudon's eyes burned with fury, as if they could spit flames.
Then, its massive claws slashed through the air as it unleashed the full might of its power as the Continent Pokémon!
In an instant, Primal Groudon erupted with an even more blinding radiance, visible from miles away.
Like a second sun in the sky.
Precipice Blades—Supercharged!
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