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Chapter 213
Chapter 1093: Ash vs. Wally! (Part 1)
2024-05-15 Author: Samsung Charmander (Author Name)
"Double Team!!"
In an instant, the sky above the entire arena was covered by Swellow's figures. A dense, dark mass surrounded Dustox.
James now had a faint, bad, yet familiar premonition.
Whenever this premonition appeared, it was usually followed within the next minute by Pikachu's Thunderbolt.
"Dustox, use Psybeam!!"
James was still trying to resist.
Dustox's eyes flared with light. The psychic energy wave it stirred up roared out, shattering one of Swellow's shadow clones.
BZZZT-CRASH!!
It then snapped its head to the side, and the explosive energy of the Psybeam swept through a large number of Swellows.
However, against the screen-filling clones, this only destroyed a tenth of them at most.
Now that it had evolved, Swellow's Double Team was incredibly powerful.
Ash simply adjusted his hat, a familiar look on his face.
*As expected of Team Rocket. This vibe is so familiar!*
"Finish it with Aerial Ace!!"
The next moment, all the Swellows on screen moved as one, their bodies instantly transforming into sharp arrows. Their beaks at the very front were covered in a sharp white light, as if they were piercing through the very air.
Dustox tried to block with Psybeam, but with the boost from its Guts ability activated by poison, Swellow's power was now at its peak.
SWOOSH-RIP!!
The seven-colored Psybeam was effortlessly torn apart.
Finally, Swellow's sharp impact struck Dustox's abdomen head-on, igniting a cloud of black smoke in the air.
Super effective!!
"Skraaw!!"
Swellow let out a loud cry, breaking through the smoke and soaring high again, its posture imposing.
"Guh..."
On the other side, Dustox just fell limply from the black smoke, clearly unable to battle.
"Dustox..."
James's expression changed drastically, as if the sky had suddenly fallen.
He could only stare blankly as the dashing Swellow easily snatched the ring and reached the finish line unopposed.
"Is this the end of my dream to become a Flying-type Master...?"
James sighed. A childhood dream had been shattered just like that.
Meanwhile, Jessie and Meowth, who were observing the battle from below, exchanged a grave look, as if facing a formidable foe.
*Run! We have to run!*
*Just as we thought, that twerp is still our nemesis!*
*With James's skill, if it weren't for that guy, he definitely could have become the Champion!*
"Until we're absolutely sure we can win, we can't run into this kid, meowth!" Meowth said gravely.
"Exactly! When we get a chance later, we have to rob that kid blind!" Jessie agreed. The two of them quickly and quietly left the audience stands, disappearing as if spirited away.
Today was not a good day for a confrontation.
Having smoothly advanced to the finals, the victorious Swellow circled in the sky before finally landing on the rim of the hot-air balloon's basket.
With its current size, it could no longer stand on Ash's shoulder.
By the time the boy and the bird landed, Wally was already waiting nearby.
Not only that, but the Altaria next to him had also been released, staring at Swellow, full of fighting spirit.
"Our battle is next, Ash!"
"I won't lose!"
Ash looked back at him, his own fighting spirit soaring.
He had originally thought Wally was just a novice trainer he'd met by chance. He never expected him to be anything but ordinary; his combat power had increased so much in such a short time.
"This guy doesn't have an Elder, does he?" Ash couldn't help but mutter to himself.
After all, the Kanto Region and the Johto Region both had three Elders...
Now that he was in the Hoenn Region, only Yuki and May were highly suspicious. He hadn't seen any third person.
Could it be that this guy right in front of him was the third Elder?
"It doesn't matter."
Ash quickly shook his head. Whether his opponent had an Elder or an Old Grandma backing them, he had no intention of handing over the upcoming finals!
The finals.
Ash's and Wally's hot-air balloons had reached their peak altitude. Likewise, the hot-air balloon carrying the target ring was already hovering high in the air.
The two faced off intently, their auras clashing for a while before they threw out their Poké Balls in unison.
Poof! Poof!
Appearing high in the air, Swellow and Altaria were both clearly raptors, a far cry from the simple pecking matches of the previous rounds.
"You've recovered well."
Sizing up Altaria, Ash nodded.
Unlike his Swellow, which had violently crushed its way through, Altaria's battles had been more troublesome, and its accumulated damage was not light.
There was no Pokémon Center here for on-the-spot healing, only the emergency potions the trainers had prepared themselves.
"Beep. Altaria's ability is Natural Cure. When recalled to its Poké Ball and then sent out again, its status condition will be healed, and a good amount of its HP will also be restored," the Pokédex automatically reported.
Combined with the move Roost, it was, for all intents and purposes, a little perpetual motion machine.
Neither of the two birds was in a hurry to chase the target ring.
They were trainers, not some ring competition enthusiasts. Now that they were facing each other, they would naturally use a battle to truly decide the outcome.
"Strike first! Altaria, use Mist!!"
Wally's gaze sharpened as he uncharacteristically launched the first attack. "Awooo~~!!"
Altaria flapped its cotton-like wings, letting out a pleasant cry, then spewed out a large cloud of thick white smoke that surged toward Swellow.
"Skraaw!!"
However, Swellow merely raised one wing. A strange white light began to swirl around the tips of its black-and-white wings.
Unlike the powerful, heavy force of a Wing Attack, this energy was gentle, carrying a healing, refreshing aura.
Fwoosh!
Yet, as its wing swept down, Swellow easily cleaved through the incoming mist, as if it had never been there at all.
Defog!
After all, Swellow was a bird that had studied under its big brother, Pidgeot, for a period of time.
Although it lacked the talent to become a utility bird and was completely unable to master moves like Whirlpool that other birds can't learn...
...it had still managed to copy the utility move Defog along the way.
"Alright, next up, use Thunder God Armor!!"
Ash thrust his hand forward, suddenly taking the offensive.
"Skraaw!!"
Swellow tensed its body in the sky, arching its back.
Bzzzzzt!!
A crackling electric current began to course over Swellow's body, finally covering it completely, just as if Pikachu were about to unleash a Thunderbolt.
But in the end, the mass of electric current didn't fly off. Instead, it condensed back, transforming into dark golden battle armor that flickered with a dazzling radiance!
Thunder God Armor!
In an instant, Swellow's aura surged to its peak!
"It appeared again!"
"The Golden Swellow!"
"It looks like it's been fried to a crisp!"
The reappearance of this strange scene caused an uproar among the audience below.
Many people even guessed that this Swellow must have been struck by some heavenly thunder when it was still in its egg. How else could it have such an affinity for the Electric type?
(end of chapter)
2024-05-15 Author: Samsung Charmander (Author Name)
"Double Team!!"
In an instant, the sky above the entire arena was covered by Swellow's figures. A dense, dark mass surrounded Dustox.
James now had a faint, bad, yet familiar premonition.
Whenever this premonition appeared, it was usually followed within the next minute by Pikachu's Thunderbolt.
"Dustox, use Psybeam!!"
James was still trying to resist.
Dustox's eyes flared with light. The psychic energy wave it stirred up roared out, shattering one of Swellow's shadow clones.
BZZZT-CRASH!!
It then snapped its head to the side, and the explosive energy of the Psybeam swept through a large number of Swellows.
However, against the screen-filling clones, this only destroyed a tenth of them at most.
Now that it had evolved, Swellow's Double Team was incredibly powerful.
Ash simply adjusted his hat, a familiar look on his face.
*As expected of Team Rocket. This vibe is so familiar!*
"Finish it with Aerial Ace!!"
The next moment, all the Swellows on screen moved as one, their bodies instantly transforming into sharp arrows. Their beaks at the very front were covered in a sharp white light, as if they were piercing through the very air.
Dustox tried to block with Psybeam, but with the boost from its Guts ability activated by poison, Swellow's power was now at its peak.
SWOOSH-RIP!!
The seven-colored Psybeam was effortlessly torn apart.
Finally, Swellow's sharp impact struck Dustox's abdomen head-on, igniting a cloud of black smoke in the air.
Super effective!!
"Skraaw!!"
Swellow let out a loud cry, breaking through the smoke and soaring high again, its posture imposing.
"Guh..."
On the other side, Dustox just fell limply from the black smoke, clearly unable to battle.
"Dustox..."
James's expression changed drastically, as if the sky had suddenly fallen.
He could only stare blankly as the dashing Swellow easily snatched the ring and reached the finish line unopposed.
"Is this the end of my dream to become a Flying-type Master...?"
James sighed. A childhood dream had been shattered just like that.
Meanwhile, Jessie and Meowth, who were observing the battle from below, exchanged a grave look, as if facing a formidable foe.
*Run! We have to run!*
*Just as we thought, that twerp is still our nemesis!*
*With James's skill, if it weren't for that guy, he definitely could have become the Champion!*
"Until we're absolutely sure we can win, we can't run into this kid, meowth!" Meowth said gravely.
"Exactly! When we get a chance later, we have to rob that kid blind!" Jessie agreed. The two of them quickly and quietly left the audience stands, disappearing as if spirited away.
Today was not a good day for a confrontation.
Having smoothly advanced to the finals, the victorious Swellow circled in the sky before finally landing on the rim of the hot-air balloon's basket.
With its current size, it could no longer stand on Ash's shoulder.
By the time the boy and the bird landed, Wally was already waiting nearby.
Not only that, but the Altaria next to him had also been released, staring at Swellow, full of fighting spirit.
"Our battle is next, Ash!"
"I won't lose!"
Ash looked back at him, his own fighting spirit soaring.
He had originally thought Wally was just a novice trainer he'd met by chance. He never expected him to be anything but ordinary; his combat power had increased so much in such a short time.
"This guy doesn't have an Elder, does he?" Ash couldn't help but mutter to himself.
After all, the Kanto Region and the Johto Region both had three Elders...
Now that he was in the Hoenn Region, only Yuki and May were highly suspicious. He hadn't seen any third person.
Could it be that this guy right in front of him was the third Elder?
"It doesn't matter."
Ash quickly shook his head. Whether his opponent had an Elder or an Old Grandma backing them, he had no intention of handing over the upcoming finals!
The finals.
Ash's and Wally's hot-air balloons had reached their peak altitude. Likewise, the hot-air balloon carrying the target ring was already hovering high in the air.
The two faced off intently, their auras clashing for a while before they threw out their Poké Balls in unison.
Poof! Poof!
Appearing high in the air, Swellow and Altaria were both clearly raptors, a far cry from the simple pecking matches of the previous rounds.
"You've recovered well."
Sizing up Altaria, Ash nodded.
Unlike his Swellow, which had violently crushed its way through, Altaria's battles had been more troublesome, and its accumulated damage was not light.
There was no Pokémon Center here for on-the-spot healing, only the emergency potions the trainers had prepared themselves.
"Beep. Altaria's ability is Natural Cure. When recalled to its Poké Ball and then sent out again, its status condition will be healed, and a good amount of its HP will also be restored," the Pokédex automatically reported.
Combined with the move Roost, it was, for all intents and purposes, a little perpetual motion machine.
Neither of the two birds was in a hurry to chase the target ring.
They were trainers, not some ring competition enthusiasts. Now that they were facing each other, they would naturally use a battle to truly decide the outcome.
"Strike first! Altaria, use Mist!!"
Wally's gaze sharpened as he uncharacteristically launched the first attack. "Awooo~~!!"
Altaria flapped its cotton-like wings, letting out a pleasant cry, then spewed out a large cloud of thick white smoke that surged toward Swellow.
"Skraaw!!"
However, Swellow merely raised one wing. A strange white light began to swirl around the tips of its black-and-white wings.
Unlike the powerful, heavy force of a Wing Attack, this energy was gentle, carrying a healing, refreshing aura.
Fwoosh!
Yet, as its wing swept down, Swellow easily cleaved through the incoming mist, as if it had never been there at all.
Defog!
After all, Swellow was a bird that had studied under its big brother, Pidgeot, for a period of time.
Although it lacked the talent to become a utility bird and was completely unable to master moves like Whirlpool that other birds can't learn...
...it had still managed to copy the utility move Defog along the way.
"Alright, next up, use Thunder God Armor!!"
Ash thrust his hand forward, suddenly taking the offensive.
"Skraaw!!"
Swellow tensed its body in the sky, arching its back.
Bzzzzzt!!
A crackling electric current began to course over Swellow's body, finally covering it completely, just as if Pikachu were about to unleash a Thunderbolt.
But in the end, the mass of electric current didn't fly off. Instead, it condensed back, transforming into dark golden battle armor that flickered with a dazzling radiance!
Thunder God Armor!
In an instant, Swellow's aura surged to its peak!
"It appeared again!"
"The Golden Swellow!"
"It looks like it's been fried to a crisp!"
The reappearance of this strange scene caused an uproar among the audience below.
Many people even guessed that this Swellow must have been struck by some heavenly thunder when it was still in its egg. How else could it have such an affinity for the Electric type?
(end of chapter)
