The battle is still going on. Even if they are tired of swinging their fists and even if they are throwing each other face to face, they are still beating each other. Visit:.

The battle is still going on. Even if they can't collide, even if they are limp, they are still hurting each other.

The battle is still going on, even if it can't bite or get entangled, they are still attacking each other.

The battle is still going on, even though both sides of the battle look so same, even if both sides of the battle are exhausted physically and mentally.

The battle is still going on, meaningless, and there is no way to decide the outcome.

The battle was underway, and the two Pikachus stood in the center of the arena. The scarred one had no strength to dodge, and the other with cloth patterns had no more motivation to collide, but they were still fighting. They stood very close, close enough to hear each other's heartbeat, kissing them so hard that they could smell each other's breath. But they were still fighting, the replica waving his heavier arms, slapped Pikachu's face with a slower and lighter slap on Pikachu's face. The slash made more and more dull sounds. Pikachu just let the replica slap the replica slap, and did not fight back or dodge. When he was knocked down, he tried to stand up, staggered to the front and let the replica slap again.

The battle was underway, and the Merlin Legion, which formed a battle formation, still stubbornly refused to join this meaningless victory and defeat. They gathered together tenaciously to resist the endless invasion from the replica. I wonder if it was their illusion, but Merlin's partners seemed to be able to feel that the attack from the opposite replica had become slower and hesitant.

The battle seems to be not going on here. The two meows hiding in the distance had originally planned to attack each other with their sharp claws, but after looking at each other's claws, they had a tacit understanding of not fighting. Instead, they hid in a quiet corner, discussing whether the moon covered by the thick clouds was a full moon.

Next to them was a pair of young men and women hugging each other and crying bitterly. By the way, the young men and women were wearing white Rocket Legion's low-level mistress uniforms.

"What is this fighting for?" Seeing the miserable duel of similar types in the arena, Miss Joey murmured to herself in an extremely sad voice: "Whether it is the real body or the replica, everyone is life. You are all life living in this world, why do you have to use this method to tell the winner or lose?

Miss Joey's words naturally resonated with trainers who also witnessed the same kind of showdown and were mixed with emotion in their hearts.

"Everyone is life"

"Even if it was created, it is already alive in this world, and it is the life in this world."

"The main body and the replica are obviously the same life. Do you have to decide the winner and lose? The superiority or inferiority?"

"Does it take the right body and the name of the body to survive?"

"It feels like bullying yourself and attacking yourself as if you are looking at the past yourself as if you are looking at the future yourself, it feels like you are looking at the future yourself, it feels so annoying."

"What is the meaning of this battle?"

People who witnessed all this thought and asked themselves. They might not find the answers to these questions for a while, but they have undoubtedly begun to think about some more profound questions.

Merlin didn't care much about the situation of other Pokémons, nor did he care about the meaning of survival and the power of life, and he didn't care about the trainers' feelings at all. He endured the severe pain and always focused his attention on his partners. Whenever he saw the copy body with cloth patterns rushing into his partners' battle formation, he was extremely nervous. Whenever he saw the attack of the copy body landing on his partners, he felt the pain was on his own.

However, he could only watch and could do nothing.

The body in the severe pain did not allow him to move at all. Otherwise, even if he crawled with his hands and bites with his teeth, he would have to block his body in front of his partners. His completely dissipated thoughts and spirits would not allow him to use his little superpowers. Otherwise, even if he violated the rules of the battle, he would have to use his own strength to protect his family.

Unfortunately, now he can't do anything, so he can only look at it in a blur, swallowing the bitterness and salt ape in his mouth, and feeling two lines of warm liquid sliding across his face.

Have you cried

Didn't the tears have dried up long ago

At this time, what effect can tears do?

Merlin wanted to close his eyes, but he couldn't and dared not. He had to open his increasingly blurred eyes hard, look at the bodies of his friends who were covered by tears, just look like this, only look like this.

One pair of the main bodies and the duplicates fell to the ground because of exhaustion, but even so, they were still attacking each other and still not forgetting to hurt each other. Even though they were snuggling together, they were still fighting.

At this moment, Xiaozhi, who was lucky enough to escape the big explosion, climbed down from the sculpture on the verge of collapse. He staggered towards the arena that was fighting in a group, shouting loudly with a little crying and unbearable voice: "It's enough, it's enough, it's enough, don't fight again."

But his screams could not be heard in both sides of the battle. When he finally fell on the ground because of his physical exhaustion, his faint voice only passed to the ears of his companions.

"Stop them quickly." Xiaozhi hedged to Xiaogang and Xiaoxia who were supporting him and said, "Let's find a way to stop them quickly."

"Impossible." Xiaogang replied with a hard heart, "As long as the battle between Fantasy and Super Dream does not stop, they will not stop, and this war will not stop because of our will."

"No life can easily give up its own things to others for food, territory, and spouse." Joey raised his head and looked at the two superpowers that were rapidly colliding in the sky.

"How could this happen?" Xiaoxia shouted in despair.

"You must let the other party fall down, or continue until you fall down. This is the instinct of life. This is life." Joey's tone also brought a hint of despair. "What's more, this victory or defeat involves his own appearance, his own name, his own value, and his own continuation of his life. Only the winner can continue to exist with a unique, no cloning, no copying."

"Because it is life," Xiaogang murmured, "But it is made by a super dream, but it is made by humans."

"But it is now life, so vivid, so powerful life," Xiaoxia also said in Kongyou's voice, "Even if it is created, it is now life."

"It is now a life dream and a super dream, both of which are living lives." Xiaozhi tried hard to gather the last strength of his body and stood up from the support of his two companions. "And Pikachu and that Pikachu are also all life."

At this moment, Chaomeng and Menghuan collided in the air for countless times. Finally, they were tired of this long and endless showdown method, and they landed in the arena with tacit understanding and looking at each other at about dozens of meters away. The spheres that were originally shrouded around their bodies also changed into strong superpower phantoms surrounding their bodies. These two higher beings who had already made real fire seemed to have decided to break the pre-war agreement and have a true victory or defeat in the true sword.

An invisible but dangerous aura permeated between the dream and the super dream, holding the determination to kill the other party, the real battle is about to begin.

Just as the two more advanced existences were brewing the atmosphere of the final decisive battle, the originally lively arena has become much quieter at this moment. Most of the main bodies and replicas who were fighting have lost the ability to continue to hurt each other due to exhaustion. They snuggled up to each other, hugged each other, and approached each other, making heavy breathing and painful moans, focusing the remaining attention on the final victory and defeat that was about to unfold.

"stop."

With the power that came out of nowhere, Xiaozhi broke free from Xiaogang and Xiaoxia's support and quickly ran to the dream and the super dream that had begun to condense superpowers.

"Please stop, please, Xiaozhi shouted.

But his voice could not convey to Fantasy and Super Dream. He only wanted to fight, but he wanted to die and could not hear Ash's cry, and he did not notice Ash's intrusion at all. They still gathered one fan and two huge superpower phantoms according to the original plan, and then released the strongest attack on the other party.

"Stop it"

When the attack was out of hand, when Xiaozhi broke in, and when the two superpowers collided quickly, they finally heard the heart-wrenching and heart-warming cry from the human teenager.

It's too late to stop again.

The two completely opposite and irreconcilable superpower phantoms collided with Xiaozhi's body as the center, and the huge energy was suddenly stimulated from the intersection. On one side was the most violent tearing, on the other side was the most gentle bridging, on the one side was the extreme cold, on the other side was the kind warmth. Xiaozhi, who was in the middle of these two forces, was constantly disassembled from the inside, reorganized from the outside, dissipated continuously, and grew constantly. At his heart, there was a small red flame burning quietly, protecting his id not to collapse immediately under the interaction of the other two forces that were not much inferior to it.

The two forces finally surrendered to the mediation of the small flame, and most of the forces were dissolved. A small part of the forces turned into an unmagnificent turbulence and released. The little remnant that only acted on Xiaozhi still turned him into a hard stone statue. Except for the already small flame that was still stubbornly burning deep in his heart, Xiaozhi had become an exquisite sculpture without any vitality and pulsation.

When you fall to the ground, you can even make a stone sound.

Stupid. Chaomeng's expression was a little panicked, but his tone was still very cold. He was obviously just a human, but he actually wanted to stop our war

"Mi" Menghuan also tilted her head and looked at Xiaozhi curiously who turned into a stone statue.

"Picapi"

Unlike Ash who was just an understatement, who was facing Ash's best partner, Pikachu rushed towards his partner in sorrow.

It shouted Ash's name in its own language, and shook Ash's heavy and cold body with its little hands. But no matter how it shouted loudly, yelled quietly, roared Ash's name at the top of its lungs, no matter how it shook or push Ash's body, he had no response. Pikachu even released one after another to Ash's body, trying to reactivate his dead body in this way, once, twice, three times, no matter how Pikachu used up all the electricity, it could no longer make Ash's body numb and jump around like in the past.

In the distance, the Gyarados let out a deep roar, which was their last mourning to the dead. Feeling the passing of the breath of life of that human being, many Pokémons also sent their low voices to accompany this fearless man through the last journey in the world.

With one whine after another, Pikachu was still stubbornly shocking Xiaozhi's body. Although he had no strength and had used up all the power, Pikachu was still trying to use up the last trace of energy to release the last volt of electricity to shock Xiaozhi. It just simply wanted to hear the boy's name again, it just wanted to continue lying on the boy's shoulder and rub his cheek with his own electrical bag.

When the last volt of electricity was exhausted, Pikachu, who was finally desperate, had no other means to save his companions. Pearl-like tears instantly emerged from its small brown eyes. It called Xiaozhi again and again.

Every tear crosses the cheek, Pikachu will chant "Pikapi" in a low voice. It means Xiaozhi.

Extreme sadness permeated the arena. The feelings between the small Pikachu and the reckless boy infected most of the creatures present. The regular and replicas who had long been exhausted from meaningless battles cried, and the trainers who were exhausted because of the battle between Pokémon also cried.

Drops of tears are like crystal clear gems, shining with emotional light and flowing onto the cold land.

I don't know if it was the tear that suddenly broke through the gravity of the earth and violated the laws of physics. It flew towards Xiaozhi and flew towards the center of the arena. With one, there was a second, the third, the hundredth, and the two hundredth tears that could not be counted rushing towards Xiaozhi's petrified body, falling on his cold body, nourishing his dry body reads;.

Crystal tears dripped into the stone, and a deep blue light flashed deep in Xiaozhi's body. Accompanied by an almost inaudible phoenix sound, countless tears full of true love gathered, and a miracle happened.

Deep in Xiaozhi's body, which had turned into a stone statue, a gentle orchid luster flashed softly, softening his stiff body bit by bit, and revitalizing his stone body.

"Picapi"

As Pikachu's last two crystal tears poured into Ash's eyebrows, the sky that had been dark was suddenly lit up by a powerful and powerful force. A mysterious luster that looked like red and blue enveloped Ash's body, covering Pikachu who was standing in front of Ash's head. The light seemed to last for a century, but it seemed to last for less than a second. Just after the eternity or moment, it exploded and turned into a light spot in the sky and fell on all living things in the arena. The pain, fatigue and fatigue disappeared at the moment when this energy touched the body.

Finally, when the light completely faded and returned to calm, Xiaozhi, who was lying on the ground, suddenly moved his body.

"Pie" Pikachu looked at her partner who had survived again with incredible eyes.

Xiaozhi struggled to support his upper body.

"Pika" Pikachu's ears beat happily for a few times, and its withered heart was once again filled with strength because of Xiaozhi's revival.

Looking up, Ash saw Pikachu with joy on his face at first sight.

"Pikachu"

"Picapi"

With two affectionate calls, Ash and Pikachu hugged each other tightly. Pikachu happily rubbed Ash's cheek with his electrical bag, one after another.

Resurrection from the dead. Everyone who witnessed the miracle happened with their own eyes and the Pokémon all cheered, and the main body and the replica were hugging each other with their scarred bodies.

Yes, we are all Pokémon. Standing in the air and receiving some message from the light, Chaomeng, who whispered to Fanhuan while looking at the jubilant arena under his feet.

"Mi." Menghuan blinked and nodded in agreement with Chaomeng's words.

Maybe, it is the best thing to not let anyone know about this. Chaomeng's eyes stayed on Ash and Pikachu who were still hugging each other for a long time. Maybe it would be better to let everyone completely forget it.

Dream blinked.

One after another, one by one, the replicas with magic patterns were wrapped in light blue superpowers and floated into the air, gathering beside Chaomeng.

Watching the replica Pikachu also rise into the air, after resurrection, Xiaozhi, who was pure in his heart, asked to Chaomeng in the sky, "Where are you going?"

Go find a place that belongs to us, continue our lives, and continue our existence. The super dream telepathy sounds again in the hearts of everyone and Pokémon. However, this time its voice is no longer cold and cruel, but exudes a sense of warmth and yearning, in this world, in a corner of this world

The telepathic sound became weaker and weaker and farther away. Just like the replicas led by Super Dream and Dream in the sky, it eventually disappeared into the depths of the pure white thick clouds.

At this moment, a brilliant and dazzling white light suddenly burst out from the land of New Island, covering the entire New Island and the hearts of all living beings.

Although you will forget all this, I still beg you to remember our existence in a corner of your mind. Although we are made, we are still alive

Perhaps no one except Merlin heard the final message from Chaomeng.

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Huh, the plot of the Xinjima chapter ended here in a hurry to be honest and relived the counterattack of Chaomeng. I really feel it. I feel a lot of emotion. Maybe after the Qundu script is over, I will open a warm and innocent p. Maybe it will be a breeder's article, refusing to fight, traveling everywhere, etc.

Yes, then report on the progress, and the next section ends this chapter, and then the last chapter of Guandu ~~

After saying this, I feel that the end of the chapter is about to end~

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Chapter completed!