Chapter 865: I'll Wait for You All in Hell
Upon the sea between Hoenn and Johto.
Samiya cut through the surging waves, surging eastward at full throttle.
Yet its inherent speed was what it was; even at full throttle, it was still painfully slow.
Even slower than when Kazuya controlled it!
Kazuya at least wielded the power of the Sea Crown, making him half a master of Samiya; his proficiency in piloting this submerged mobile fortress was second only to Manaphy.
As for Chloe, it went without saying.
She was borrowing Samiya purely as an outsider.
At most, she possessed merely a trace of diluted Water People bloodline within her veins.
Under such circumstances.
Samiya could naturally never reach high speeds.
Consequently...
Being overtaken by mighty Demon Gods was only a matter of course.
"Silver, Reshiram and Zekrom are about to catch up!"
Chloe dashed over to Silver's side with long strides.
"Mm."
Silver wore an understanding expression.
He wasn't surprised by this development in the slightest.
As many as five Demon Gods had descended upon Sootopolis City.
To bring about the destruction of Sootopolis.
Leaving Shadow alone was more than enough.
The other four could easily be dispatched to hunt down stray dogs like them.
That only the Black and White Dragons had come.
Was already considered fortunate in Silver's eyes.
However...
"It seems those three with Shadow have been stalled. I wonder if Lucario and AZ have a chance of finishing Them off," Silver muttered under his breath.
Yet he soon shook his head, brushing away this unrealistic thought.
If Shadow were an adversary who could be handled so easily.
The world wouldn't have degenerated into this state.
Those legendary Pokémon of old, each possessing the might to shatter the world, wouldn't have succumbed one by one into becoming mere puppets under Shadow's thumb.
"What should we do? Should we submerge deeper underwater?"
Chloe's brows furrowed tightly.
They had managed to escape Sootopolis City with immense difficulty.
Comrades had even laid down their lives just to buy them time.
How could they bear to be wiped out just like this?
Aboard Samiya, there were not only humans, but also a multitude of Pokémon, among which were species blessed with great potential and longevity.
In the future, they might well grow into powerhouses capable of helping Kazuya's group contend against Shadow.
This was a seed of hope.
How could it be buried in this sea?
"Out of the question."
Silver immediately shook his head, rejecting Chloe's suggestion without hesitation.
No matter the era.
The ocean remained the most perilous place in the world.
The deeper one ventured, the greater the peril.
In the hundred and fifty years since the New Magical Beast Era began.
No one truly knew how many magical beasts lurked beneath the abyss, but at least in the photic and twilight zones, their numbers were comparatively scarce.
Remaining at this depth, they could still ensure relative safety.
Should they dive any deeper.
They would only end up besieged by the oceanic magical beasts.
"Yet if we don't submerge, how can we evade the pursuit of those two Demon Gods? They are exceptionally fast; they will likely enter visual range in under three minutes."
"Leave an inflatable raft for me."
"..."
Hearing those words, Chloe froze.
She stared at Silver, her lips parting, yet no words came out.
"Don't stand there dazed, and don't overthink it."
Silver shot her a cold, indifferent glance, then turned and walked toward the castle's exit.
"Let me stay behind," Chloe called out hurriedly once she collected herself.
She had self-awareness.
In terms of combat, she was inferior to Silver, while in research, she could not rival AZ or Colress.
If someone had to remain behind to see certain matters through.
There was no candidate more suitable than her.
"If I were the sort of coward who sought out scapegoats, wouldn't it be easier to simply drag out any random survivor from Sootopolis City?"
"Just do as I told you. There are things that must be done by my hands."
"Furthermore, do not misunderstand."
"I am not staying behind to play the martyr and cover your rear to save you all. I fight solely to uphold my own convictions."
Silver walked away without casting a single backward glance.
Watching his departing back, Chloe immediately hurried off to retrieve an inflatable raft.
Having spent over a century alongside one another.
They understood each other inside and out.
Once Silver made up his mind, not even ten Tauros could drag him back; he would rather smash his skull against a stone wall than retreat.
When he resolved to replicate Mewtwo.
He stubbornly engineered both Mewtwo Mark II and Mewtwo Mark III.
He had dedicated well over a century of his existence entirely to this pursuit, never once considering other paths.
Yet...
He had changed after all.
The Silver of the past, in pursuit of maximizing utility.
Would have discarded individuals of lesser value without the slightest qualm.
Just like aboard Samiya right now.
With so many elderly, weak, sick, and disabled.
Could they not be sacrificed?
Had this been the Silver of decades past, he would have deployed those individuals as bait without blinking an eye, solely to preserve a greater number of people and Pokémon.
Yet right now.
He did not do so.
Perhaps out of disdain.
Perhaps because he had rediscovered the boy he once was in his youth.
Or perhaps simply because he trusted no one aside from himself.
Whatever the reason.
He was no longer the man he used to be.
Chloe moved with utmost swiftness.
She knew precisely how dire the present crisis was.
Thus.
In barely forty seconds.
Only a lone inflatable raft remained drifting upon the surface of the vast ocean.
Silver sat cross-legged inside the raft, twirling two injectors between his fingers, gazing up at the horizon ahead without a change in his expression.
Before long.
Two winged dragons, one black and one white, loomed into his line of sight.
"Heh, finally here, are you?"
Silver rose to his feet immediately.
He unclipped two aged-looking Poké Balls from his waist, reaching down to unbind the bronze chains wrapped tightly around them.
The next instant.
Hum~
Two units of Mewtwo with tightly closed eyes appeared by his sides.
This was the artificial biological weapon Silver had crafted: Mewtwo Mark III.
Unlike the preceding two generations.
The third-generation Mewtwo.
Was engineered explicitly for the purpose of combating Demon Gods and magical beasts.
They possessed no thought or ego, and thus could never be tainted or corrupted by dark energy.
Moreover, because Kazuya had assisted in the trials using his divine powers, even contributing his own blood.
The two units of Mewtwo also possessed a fraction of bizarre, unique divine power.
Unfortunately.
In Silver's assessment, these two units remained half-finished prototypes.
The ideal Mewtwo Mark III in his mind still lacked a crucial trait: hunting and slaughtering darkness exclusively.
In plain terms.
It meant converting their instinct of indiscriminate slaughter into an instinct aimed strictly at exterminating magical beasts and Demon Gods.
Yet right up until this day, that modification had not succeeded.
And judging by the looks of it, there would be no future opportunities to do so either.
Seeing that Zekrom and Reshiram had already locked their sights onto him.
Silver hesitated not in the least.
He drove the two injectors directly into the flesh of the two Mewtwo, discharging the iridescent fluid entirely into their veins.
This was the Primal Reversion Injection recreated from the research data of Professor Sycamore that Kazuya had brought back long ago.
Namely.
The exact substance Kazuya had injected during the final phase of his third life as a Sceptile.
At the cost of burning away every shred of one's own life energy, it unlocked an overwhelmingly formidable Primal Reversion strength.
The magnitude of this amplification.
Far eclipsed the effects of mere Reversion Pills.
Particularly so since Mewtwo Mark III was the variation closest to Mew, while the core material of the Primal Reversion Injection consisted of biological extracts shed from Mew itself.
The compatibility between the two unquestionably far exceeded that of Mew and Sceptile.
It might very well erupt into an astounding, jaw-dropping spectacle.
Fitting for this very hour.
Clang!
The radiant glow of evolution flared from the bodies of both Mewtwo, their forms undergoing rapid metamorphosis.
Witnessing this scene.
Silver couldn't help baring his teeth in a savage grin, glaring at the black and white dragons swooping down from the sky: "As long as you wretches remain unpurged from this world, there will always be humans and Pokémon spending sleepless nights in sheer terror of losing those they hold dear."
The light of evolution receded.
The dual evolutions were complete.
To Silver's left.
Stood a Mega Mewtwo X endowed with budget-tier Power of Racing Thunder and budget-tier Power of Spring.
To Silver's right.
Stood a Mega Mewtwo Y endowed with budget-tier Power of Mind and budget-tier Power of Creation.
At that exact moment.
They snapped open their pupil-less, pure white eyes.
Yet their gaze did not instantly lock onto the two Demon Gods descending from the firmament.
Instead, they fixed upon the closest living entity: Silver.
"A pity I won't get to witness the day every last one of you dies. So..."
This did not catch Silver off guard in the slightest.
After all, he had engineered them precisely with this logic.
The two Mewtwo would select their targets strictly based on spatial proximity.
"I'll wait for you all in hell."
Silver's face stretched into a rigid, defiant grin, and he raised an arm.
Flipping his middle finger straight toward the sky.
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