aircannonsinc Chapter 503 Eccentricity is the Commission of Talent
Chapter 503 Eccentricity is the Commission of Talent
Chapter 505 Eccentricity is the Commission of Talent
Is it getting dark?
The first to notice something amiss was Homiga, the Poison-type Gym Leader of the Unova region.
Just two days ago, this gym leader from Liyu City had traversed the entire Unova to suppress a riot by Team Plasma in Lianyi Town. After the mission, the police didn't tell her any further details, and the League headquarters suddenly announced a holiday for everyone, so she decided to relax and wander around this seaside town for a few more days.
At this very moment, Homiga was reluctantly leaving the bass section of the local music store. She had lingered there for almost an hour looking at that limited-edition purple bass, but ultimately, due to her lack of funds, she hadn't made up her mind to buy it.
The girl looked up and saw the sky. She subconsciously glanced at the clock hanging on the wall inside the shop.
The hands were pointing perfectly straight to three in the afternoon.
However, outside the glass doors of the music store, the sunlight was receding at a visible speed, as if something was slowly pressing down from the sky, squeezing out the light bit by bit.
"It's still broad daylight—could it be a thunderstorm?"
Homiga, completely oblivious to the danger, glanced at the music magazines displayed by the door again. Just as he was about to pick one up and flip through a couple of pages, a Poké Ball at his waist suddenly wobbled.
Immediately afterwards, a flash of red light appeared, and a dark blue Pokémon appeared at her feet.
"Huh, what's wrong?"
Homiga looked down at his partner, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.
This poison skeletal frog was brought back from abroad by her father when she was young, and she has been raised from a bad frog to the present day.
Its characteristic is "danger prediction".
Following the gaze of the Poison Skull Frog towards the sea, Homiga initially didn't notice anything unusual—the coastline of Ripple City stretched southeastward as always, with a calm horizon at the edge of the view, and a few fishing boats drifting lazily in the distance, somewhat like the fading notes at the end of an impromptu scene, quietly sinking into the pale blue background noise.
But the next second, she realized something was wrong.
The horizon is moving.
That could not possibly be normal tidal fluctuations, because the entire dividing line between the sea and the sky was strangely arching upwards, as if something was slowly pushing open the sky from beneath the sea.
Then, the color of that "sky" began to change—grayish-blue clouds began to swirl and pile up from the center, like a giant eye slowly opening.
"Croak, croak-coo—"
The poison sacs on the neck of the poison scorpion frog began to swell, and its unpleasant croaking sounded like an alarm in the girl's ears.
"Could it be... a hurricane?"
Scattered shouts of panic could be heard from the streets, and Homiga's voice no longer held the nonchalant tone it had before.
As a Gym Leader, Homiga is still relatively new to the role, but she has already experienced quite a few thrilling adventures. While touring with her bandmates, she even witnessed firsthand the legendary Pokémon Draco's massive whirlwind sweeping through the valleys of Goldenrod Town, far from the center of Unova.
However, the gray vortex that appeared above the sea, slowly rotating and covering half of her field of vision, made all the "storms" she had ever seen look like soap bubbles blown by a child in just a few seconds.
The wind started to pick up.
The music magazines at the shop entrance were being tossed about and rattled, while in the distance, the masts of fishing boats began to tilt, as if being slowly pressed down from the side by an invisible hand.
Homiga squinted, trying hard to see what was in the eye of the storm.
Then, she saw it.
It's the kind of thing that only appears in those popcorn movies that silly dads like to watch.
It was a huge outline rising from the sea.
Sharp angles, like some kind of deliberately cut geometric shape —
The top of a massive pyramid is breaking through the surging waves, slowly rising to the surface.
"Are you kidding me?"
At the top of the tower, three dark figures, indistinguishable due to their distance, hovered.
The three black dots were each filled with different elemental energies. Sometimes they converged, sometimes they confronted each other, sometimes they paired up, and sometimes they chased each other, leaving three colors of afterimages in the dim sky.
Homiga was able to notice them because whenever the shadows overlapped, a chilling tricolor flash would burst across the sky—earthy yellow, blue-white, and purple-green—each flash making the storm heavier, as if a hand were winding up the entire world.
Then, in a certain instant, the three shadows, as if finally tired of wasting their infinite power on each other, scattered and flew away after one last fierce collision.
One of them, accompanied by lightning, streaked across the sea and flew straight towards Ripple Town. Although it was hundreds of miles away, its approaching speed made it seem as if it would appear right in front of them at any moment.
Faced with the power of nature, the moves used in Pokémon battles at the Liyu City Gym seem so ordinary and insignificant.
"Tsk, they really don't let people rest for a moment."
A sudden downpour had begun, and raindrops pelted the asphalt road, splashing up white foam.
Regardless of the true form of the Pokémon dragging the dark clouds toward them, Homiga was certain that if he didn't do something now, this resort town might not have the infrastructure to host a performance within the next two or three years.
Amidst the oncoming gale, she furiously grabbed her white hair, which was tied into a high ponytail, and was about to take out her Crobat Poké Ball to meet the uninvited guest from the sky. However, just as the girl's hand reached into her pocket, she was startled by a deep bass funk.
It's a cell phone ringtone.
As if bolstering his courage for what he was about to do, the young gym leader answered the phone without even glancing at the number, yelling, "Who is it? I'm busy! I'm about to go save the world!"
"Yeah?"
A calm sound came from the speaker.
The voice sounds familiar, I just heard it recently, that guy is—
"Master Homiga, whatever you intend to do, please calm down first. You are now on the front line of the entire alliance in the face of this natural disaster, and every discovery you make will be of great help to our disaster relief efforts."
Rational, calm, and reassuring. Regarding the tone of his voice alone, although he sounded somewhat lacking in confidence due to fatigue, the understanding and considerate nature of his words made up for it perfectly.
It was Victor Hugo.
The detective she had met once was now the champion of the Unova League.
"Now tell me, Miss Homiga, what exactly is happening before your eyes—judging from the sound of wind in the call, has Team Plasma gained the power of all three Cloud Gods?"
"It's even worse." Homiga tried his best to keep his voice down from the increasingly noisy wind. "A pyramid has appeared on the sea east of Ripple Town, and three Pokémon that look very ominous are rampaging in three different directions."
Among them, the figure carrying strong air currents and tornadoes headed towards the northern sea, while the earthen-yellow figure moved south along the coast. The one approaching Ripple Town at this moment was filled with boundless lightning.
"Are they tornadoes, land clouds, and thunderclouds?" Hugo asked again to confirm.
"I think it should be them, but—" The gym leader hesitated for a moment, but was interrupted by the champion's voice.
"Their forms have changed, and the weather energy they've brought along is enormous, isn't it?"
This is exactly what Homiga wanted to say.
Take, for example, that terrifying creature that resembles a tornado but has a pair of wings and is heading north. She had witnessed storms caused by tornadoes before, but compared to the scene before her, it was like the same piece of music being played with ten times the distortion and sound pressure. It was so violent that it was suffocating. The difference between the two was no longer a matter of magnitude.
"No doubt about it, that's the power these transformed Pokémon originally possessed," Hugo said on his phone.
"It was the Plasma Cluster that forcibly altered the forms of those elves using the underwater pyramids. However, the good news is that even that illegal organization probably doesn't have enough power to control them right now. As long as the Alliance can withstand this wave of attacks when the Cloud God unleashes its berserk power, the Thundurus and the others will naturally leave once they regain their senses."
"Heh, will we survive this wave of attacks?"
Looking at the dark cloud that was already approaching the town, Homiga gave a wry smile.
That passion to "save the world" was gradually retreating into her shell as the thunder grew louder. She had released Crobat and the signature Pokémon of the Liyong City Gym, Centipede, along with Toxicroak. If she could successfully execute her proud "poisonous" tactics here, she might be able to hold out a little longer against that raging cyclone cloud.
Meanwhile, police sirens were already blaring in the streets.
It seems that the Detective Champion's command had already begun before he even called him. The League members who were nominally on "vacation" had already taken action. The fully equipped police officers were carrying several large Pokémon such as Mantle Rocks to act as wind walls while advising nearby people to take shelter in nearby buildings to avoid the storm.
"There's no need to worry too much about the lightning clouds." Hugo's voice rang out steadily like a drumbeat amidst the noisy background. "The situation on the other two sides is still uncertain, but at least we should be able to manage the crisis in Ripple Town."
Third-rate outdoor bands often turn up the volume of their bass drum to cover up their footwork.
Unfortunately, this tactic had very limited effect on Homiga, a seasoned bassist.
"Alright, stop putting on airs. I'm not going to run away." The gym leader girl waved her hand at the detective, who hadn't turned on his camera and couldn't see what was happening. "Although I've caused quite a few embarrassing incidents back home, I'm still a respectable gym leader."
She has responsibilities she must bear.
The chilling thunder seemed to subside slightly as it approached the city. Perhaps it was because the thunderclouds hadn't completely lost their rationality—and this provided the girl with a favorable window to launch her surprise attack.
But it was at this moment—
"Homiga, is there a Pokémon Center on your street?" Hugo suddenly asked out of the blue over the phone.
The girl subconsciously glanced around. There was indeed another music store next to the music store, but it was currently packed with people seeking temporary refuge.
"Very good." Hugo seemed to have heard the answer in the change in her breathing. "I will now have someone transport a Pokémon to the transfer device you found. Because of the suddenness of the event, the Pokémon may not obey commands for the time being—in short, just let it go and let it act on its own."
With that Pokémon around, Ripple Town should be able to withstand this attack.
Until the girl squeezed through the crowd and, with the help of the staff, reached the transmission device and received the Poké Ball that seemed to have been transported from a great distance, Homiga thought that the champion was just spouting comforting platitudes.
However, she saw—
Through the sphere's translucent red structure, the outline of the Pokémon inside is clearly visible.
Inside was a Pokémon that looked somewhat similar to the Tornado she had seen before, but it was entirely pink and unlike any she had ever seen before.
It stood there with its eyebrows raised high, hands on its hips, glaring impatiently at the dojo leader who was so late in coming to greet it and was still in a daze.
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