Chapter 729
It's normal for me to do this kind of thing.
Chapter 729 It's normal for me to do this kind of thing.
"Arceus's base stats are higher than my masterpiece."
Rainbow Natsume remained expressionless, as if he hadn't understood the unspoken meaning behind Natsume's words.
He frowned slightly, slowly leaned closer, and waved to Natsume Rainbow.
"No, no, no, what I mean is this."
Natsume looked mysterious, as if he was about to take something out, and Rainbow Natsume leaned closer.
"Could you grant me access to this space? I need to retrieve something from the main world," Natsume requested.
"This is an extremely high-density energy body."
Before it was even taken out, Rainbow Natsume's cold, mechanical voice rang out first.
"Yes, it was with the information provided by this system that I was able to discover the true form of Arceus."
As Natsume spoke, he tossed his middle-parted hair behind him and plunged his hands into the air, as if trying to take the thing out with great difficulty.
Rainbow Natsume leaned closer, his face calm, but his eyes were fixed on Natsume's hand.
At the same time, the "World" ring on Natsume's finger suddenly detached and disappeared, and he felt that the connection and sense of isolation between himself and the main world had completely disappeared.
Rainbow Natsume granted him access to his spatial domain.
Clearly, he was very interested in this thing that could detect Arceus.
"This wasn't there when I bound the system."
Rainbow Natsume murmured to himself.
Ha, still pretending.
Natsume grinned and amiably pulled Giratina's exploding remains from the main world.
A surge of violent energy erupted, and combined with Natsume's unhurried movements, even Rainbow Natsume was stunned for half a second.
next moment.
Rumble! ...
Giratina's body, which contained the essence of the Reverse World, had undergone self-destruction and was in an extremely unstable state, erupted violently the moment Natsume forcibly pulled it out of the main world, like a star core with its fuse lit.
An indescribable surge of destructive energy instantly engulfed everything within the pure white space.
It was a chaotic flow of spacetime, shattered fragments of rules, and the final roar of Giratina's endless rage and resentment.
The light was no longer white, but a chaotic mix of black, gold, and gray, powerful enough to tear the soul apart.
The terrifying shockwave slammed into the invisible spatial barriers around them, producing a teeth-grinding cracking sound.
At the heart of this destructive storm, Natsume Rainbow was the first to be affected.
He seemed completely unprepared for Natsume's move, or rather, he had considered countless possibilities, but he hadn't anticipated that the other party would resort to such a crazy "mutual destruction" tactic.
In the fraction of a second that the explosion, powerful enough to annihilate the very essence of a legendary Pokémon occurred, he didn't even make any defensive or dodge maneuvers.
He simply stood there quietly, his cold, programmed expression unchanged, until he was completely swallowed up by the raging surge of energy.
Just moments before the explosion, Natsume, with his almost telepathic understanding with the man with the middle parting, teleported to the side of the man who had been thrown far away earlier.
Grabbing the other's tail, a surge of powerful dream energy bursts forth from the middle of the body.
It's clear that even with Rainbow Natsume granting him access to the spatial dimension, the man with the middle parting was still struggling.
Fortunately, in a split second, the other party managed to forcibly tear open a rift leading to the dream dimension.
"Pikachu!"
The man with the middle parting grabbed Natsume and plunged inside.
Suddenly, the scenes of destruction in the real world vanished, replaced by bizarre and ever-distorting fragments of a dream.
Natsume and the middle-parted-hair man appeared, still shaken, in an absurd dreamscape made up of cotton candy clouds and chocolate rivers.
"Did...it work?" Natsume gasped for breath, his heart still pounding.
Through the gap between dreams and reality, he stared intently at the pure white space outside, completely filled with chaotic energy and constantly collapsing.
The aura of Rainbow Natsume has completely disappeared.
"Pikachu! Pikachu!"
The man with the middle parting suddenly leaped out of the pool of chocolate, then lifted his sticky, stringy face and looked at Natsume, indicating that he wanted a piece of the divine office.
However, the slight smile that had just appeared on Natsume's lips froze completely the next second, and quickly turned into incredulous horror.
At the center of the gradually calming energy turbulence outside, the scene of Rainbow Natsume being reduced to ashes as expected did not occur.
Instead, there was an extremely unnatural stream of pale blue data composed of countless flashing "0"s and "1"s, just like...
Like iron filings attracted by a magnet, they sped out from the core of the explosion, ignoring the obstruction of space, and accurately shot towards the huge, unharmed divine mech that stood silently on the edge of the explosion.
The data stream instantly entered the mech's chest core.
With a hum, two cold, emotionless blue data lights suddenly shone from the eyes of the Divine Remnant Mech.
Immediately afterwards, the mech's chest armor, inlaid with countless divine crystals, slid open to the sides like liquid metal, revealing an extremely complex energy circuit and a slowly beating "heart" composed of pure data.
The data stream representing Natsume's Rainbow, like a weary bird returning to its nest, perfectly merged into the heart of that data.
The right arm of the Shua Shenhai mech.
The grotesque arm, made of a world-traveling device, suddenly rose, its five fingers spread wide, aiming at the dream dimension where Natsume and the person with the middle parted hair were hiding.
An irresistible suction force, seemingly capable of directly locking onto the very essence of the soul, arose out of thin air.
"What?!"
Natsume's pupils contracted sharply as he tried his best to stabilize the dream barrier, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Click.
The dream dimension is as fragile as glass, easily shattered.
Natsume and the man with the middle part felt a sudden dizziness, and the next second, they were forcibly pulled out of their dream and thrown back into the pure white space that had just experienced an explosion and still retained terrifying energy aftershocks. They fell awkwardly at the cold metal feet of the God Remains Mech.
A condescending, emotionless, mechanical synthesized voice slowly rose from the head of the Divine Relic Mech, echoing in the deathly silent space.
"Option A: Demonstrate your power as an equivalent and propose cooperation. Default success rate: 99.73%"
"Actual result: The target unit, experimental subject Natsume, adopted extremely hostile behavior, and Plan A failed."
"Analysis Request: Based on the available data, we are unable to determine the logical basis for your self-destructive attack behavior."
Question: Why didn't you choose the cooperation plan I offered, which has a very high success rate?
Natsume:
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What is this thing?
Why does your speech sound the same as your own system's?
His lips twitched violently as he stared at the enormous machine before him, which looked as if it had just undergone a system reboot and was completely unscathed, and at the "Rainbow Natsume" inside the mecha, which had become a pure data life form.
This guy... isn't human at all.
He transformed himself into a program.
A digital life form that only calculates probabilities and pursues optimal solutions?