bookcurios Chapter 744 Common Enemy
Chapter 744 Common Enemy
Zhang Heng's question prompted Xing Wence to reminisce, and he slowly recounted his story with Zhang Leiyuan in his mature and magnetic voice.
"For more than two years, we traveled almost all over the Western world, to the most dangerous and remote places on every continent—the snow-capped, frigid mountains, the deep and humid rainforests, the dangerous active volcanoes, the deep-sea ruins with their turbulent currents, and the fiercely windswept canyons in the clouds..."
"Wherever there are ancient legends or unusual energy movements that suggest the presence of mythical beasts, we will appear."
Zhang Heng couldn't help but picture a scene in his mind: his young and spirited father, and Xing Wence, who was equally young and promising.
They support each other in a mysterious realm full of unknowns and dangers, overcoming obstacles and exploring and fighting for their respective goals.
That was the golden age for trainers, a journey filled with sweat, danger, and dreams.
Zhang Leiyuan snorted, his tone carrying a hint of teasing and reminiscing about old grudges typical of old friends.
"Heh, that's easy for you to say. In the end, you were lucky. During that adventure deep into the 'Withered Forest,' you actually met your target and successfully established contact. And me?"
He shrugged and feigned a sigh.
"Sigh, after following him to so many places and enduring so much hardship, all I gained were a bunch of scars and adventure experience, but I didn't even see a hair of Reggie Elech, the one I was looking for!"
"Do you think I'm getting a bad deal? How about you give me a little something as a gift?"
Xing Wence couldn't help but chuckle, his eyes crinkling behind his glasses.
"Alright, alright... the abacus is coming my way..."
His tone shifted, becoming somewhat mocking.
"You've gotten what you wanted now, haven't you? Although the process... well, it was rather unusual. Regielechi of the Temple of Creation, in the end, also fell into your hands, didn't he?"
Zhang Leiyuan touched his nose, slightly embarrassed, and didn't continue the topic, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, obviously satisfied with the current outcome.
Zhang Heng's attention was drawn to another piece of information revealed in Xing Wence's words—a Grass-type legendary Pokémon!
What could be the Grass-type legendary Pokémon that Xing Wence was so obsessed with, that he searched for Yikunnian alongside his father, and finally managed to capture it?
Driven by intense curiosity, he blurted out without thinking, "Brother Ce, what was that Grass-type legendary Pokémon you captured back then...?"
As soon as he said it, he immediately realized that the question might involve the other party's core trump card and that it was too abrupt, so he quickly tried to salvage the situation.
"Uh...sorry, I blurted out something too abrupt..."
Xing Wence waved his hand, indicating it was alright. He looked at Zhang Leiyuan and smiled, "It's not a secret. Your father was there when we subdued it and helped a lot. But..."
A mischievous glint flashed in his eyes as he said, "Giving you the answer directly is no fun. How about I give you a hint?"
He leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice, as if he were telling an ancient secret.
"My divine beast companion is known in ancient records and some regional legends as the 'Disaster Beast'."
A calamity beast?
The word flashed through Zhang Heng's mind like lightning. He first ruled out Absol, which was also commonly known as a "disaster beast" in folklore, but it was of the evil attribute and was not a divine beast either.
So, it's a Grass-type Pokémon, associated with the name "Disaster Beast," and its status is at the level of a Legendary Pokémon...
Several Grass-type legendary Pokémon flashed through my mind: Zarude? Calyrex without a horse? No, no!
Ultimately, a vivid image that met all the criteria was etched into his mind.
His pupils contracted slightly involuntarily, and a knowing look appeared on his face.
Seeing Zhang Heng's instantly changing expression and eyes, Xing Wence smiled, a smile that carried approval and a sense of "just as I thought."
"It seems you guessed the answer with just a simple hint. You reacted quickly and have a solid knowledge base. No wonder you're Lei Yuan's son, you're quite promising at such a young age."
However, the smile on his face did not last long, and it quickly faded like the tide, replaced by a serious expression that had settled down and even carried a hint of weariness.
He sat up straight, his gaze slowly sweeping over Zhang Leiyuan and Zhang Heng, his tone becoming extremely solemn:
"but……"
"I ended my work in the Northwest ahead of schedule and came to East China specifically for this purpose, not just to catch up with old friends and exchange ideas."
He paused, as if he were carefully choosing his words, or perhaps gathering the courage to say the next sentence.
"I've come to discuss countermeasures with you. At the same time, I also have a favor to ask; I hope you can lend me a hand."
Zhang Leiyuan seemed to have expected this, his expression didn't change much, he simply picked up the slightly cooled tea and slowly sipped it, his eyes deep.
Zhang Heng immediately focused all his attention; he knew that the real highlight was about to begin.
Xing Wence turned his gaze to the window, where he saw the bustling cityscape of Shanghai, with towering buildings, shady trees, and bright sunshine.
But his gaze seemed to pierce through the peace and see a looming shadow, and the weariness deep in his eyes became even more apparent.
He spoke slowly, his voice low but each word clear.
He said, "Actually, my entanglement and life-and-death struggle with the Temple of Creation has been going on for a long time. Their target... is the special power on the Lizard King."
His gaze returned to Zhang Heng's face, and he spoke frankly.
"Xiao Heng, you must have felt it too, right? It's not just on the Lizard King, it's here with me too..."
Before he finished speaking, and without any obvious movement, the seemingly ordinary dark gray tactical backpack he carried suddenly emitted a warm and rich emerald green light from its side pocket!
The light wasn't dazzling, but it carried an indescribable vitality and ancient charm, instantly filling every corner of the office.
Immediately afterward, under the unwavering gaze of Zhang Leiyuan and his son Zhang Heng, a rectangular piece of material that was neither gold nor stone, with countless intricate and mysterious green patterns engraved on its surface, appeared.
The stone slab, brimming with tangible life energy, slowly floated out of the backpack and hovered quietly in Xing Wence's outstretched palm.
Emerald Green Slate! A Grass-type Arceus Slate!
Despite his suspicions, Zhang Heng's heart still skipped a beat when he saw another stone slab appear in such a "docile" manner.
He could not only sense the vast power emanating from the stone slab, which shared the same origin as the Dragon Stone Slab but possessed entirely different attributes, but he also noticed a detail!
Xing Wence did not have any special abilities, unlike me, he did not need to use super-power to make the stone slab respond, let alone control its appearance so smoothly!
Could there be a deeper, more "peaceful" way of getting along and using the stone slab with its owner?
Xing Wence's gaze was fixed on the emerald green stone slab floating in his palm. The emerald green halo illuminated his sharply defined profile, and his voice carried a complex emotion of reminiscence and solemnity:
"It is thanks to its power that I have been able to survive time and time again in my struggles with that formidable opponent, and even occasionally gain the upper hand."
He raised his head, a sharp glint in his eyes.
"The Temple of Creation, the Sixth Divine Punishment—'Fire Lord'. I have fought him too many times, and we know each other inside and out. I am no match for his endless and powerful fire-based techniques."
"He was also unable to break through the 'fortress of life' constructed by the divine beast companions under the blessing of the stone slab. Our struggle was like a forest that was constantly expanding but could not be completely destroyed, and a vast sea of fire. As they canceled each other out, they fell into a long stalemate."
"However, recently, the pace of change in the world order has been alarmingly fast."
Xing Wence's brows furrowed tightly, his fingers unconsciously tightening, causing the light on the emerald green stone slab to ripple slightly.
"The frequency and intensity of the Creation Temple's activities are increasing daily, and the pressure I feel is growing stronger. Based on the intelligence I obtained at considerable cost..."