On the Nibel Plateau, dark clouds are thick, the faint thunder "crackles", and between the white light, a blue, very dilapidated and retro-looking "boat-style" steampunk aircraft breaks through the clouds.

This ship looks dilapidated, but it is actually one of the flying ships that Jarvis, the minister of the Kingdom of Azot, has modified using arcane science.

It has an anti-detection device that is difficult to match with ordinary flying ships, and with unique materials, it can still sail long distances even in thunderstorms.

The power plant on the spaceship suddenly operated at high speed, and with the sound of the gears turning, the steam spaceship suddenly turned to the lower right and rushed down, and the thunder and lightning and frost along the way were blocked by a faint blue light.

At this moment, the men and women who had been standing on the deck had already entered the wheelhouse.

The man with a scar on his face is wearing a red power suit, and his exposed skin is bronzed, looking very manly. He gently lifted the wrench in front of him with his right hand with black gloves, and suddenly the entire cabin lit up with blue light, and mysterious blue light gradually converged in the energy device in the cabin.

"Otosa?" He glanced sideways behind him, ignoring the white skin, "How's the preparation?" ”

And Yi Sa, who changed into a combat uniform at will, shook off her short bright red hair, took the mirror and began to apply purple lipstick and eye shadow, she threw the small mirror she was carrying aside with her with a "click", the corners of her mouth curled, and she smiled gorgeously: "I can't wait." ”

Douca nodded, and then showed a smile, a smirk of the marauder at the plundered, a sneer of the victor looking down on the defeated dog rolling to the ground, and a sneer of the victor who was extremely confident in his own strength.

He got up and turned on the scanner located at the leader, and suddenly with a flash of blue light, there was a "buzz", and the invisible detection fluctuations vibrated in all directions with the blue light.

"Bang-" The dark clouds of the outside world also shook, and then a gap was revealed, revealing the forbidden area deep in the Nibel Plateau - the Red Demon, the territory of Polkenion.

A secluded turquoise world, surrounded by a huge lake and a tall verdant mountain range above it.

The Steam Pokémon Polkenyon lies as usual in the highest cavern, in the warm spring - the perfect environment for the only one with the dual attributes of fire and water.

"500 years old~"

Polcagnion drew enough water from the spring to straighten up.

Before the water could fall, the heat burning on its body turned into a thick mist, and the water vapor spiraled from the top of the cavern to the sky, joining the white mist that surrounded it, blocking the outside world from prying eyes.

The ring-shaped arms on its body suddenly parted, and the blue halos lit up all of them, symbolizing that it had absorbed sufficient water.

The blue eyes of the lion look at his body reflected in the spring water, which is like a volcano, resembling a lion, and resembling a canyon, so it is called "Pol Kenien".

These were the words uttered by the first human to see it in a uniquely strange tone.

And when it heard it, it realized that yes, this is his "name"!

Pol Kenien!

"Human ......"

The empty cavern resounded with the sound of spirits.

Polcagnion shook off his lion-like head as if he had thought of something, and his look of disdain was overflowing.

Based on the future, leaving behind the past, this is human.

It is humans who desire Pokémon, and it is humans who abandon Pokémon.

It is also human beings who preach truth, goodness and beauty, but behind the scenes they are false, evil and ugly.

It shook its head, and the two steam arms on its back spewed a small amount of steam down slightly.

Boom......

As soon as a dull sound sounded, Polkenion's figure suddenly burst out of the cavern and began to sputter white mist in all directions to cover the place.

It doesn't like humans, so it doesn't like humans to set foot here.

And the white mist that shoots out is also mysteriously connected with it, and it can see everything in the fog in the haze.

500 Years ...... Polkenion suddenly felt a little uncomfortable when he thought about it, but of course it wasn't time itself that made him uncomfortable, because time was almost meaningless to it.

What makes it uncomfortable is the phrase "five hundred years", which is a human term.

Five hundred years ago, the nearby kingdom was thriving, but it was ridiculous that it was sunset in the midst of civil strife.

Polkenion witnessed all this, and saw the cruelty of humanity with cold eyes, the endless desire, and the end of the human who pronounced his name.

Die!

A human who can be called a sage can only sigh in the face of the flood of desire of the entire kingdom, and it will come to naught.

Polkanyon faintly pronounced a name, "Eliface ......"

Its gaze drifted, as if it were immersed in a distant memory.

However, a pleasant and clear sound suddenly echoed in this paradise.

"Wow~~Wow~

Polkenion came back to its senses, and it knew who the owner of the voice was......

Majiyana!

The life left behind by Eliface.

That's right.

It's life.

Maybe in the kingdom of Azot, she is just a tool, but in the heart of Eliface and it, the other is life.

In a trance, the old but weak voice in his memory echoed again, "Polkenion...... Majiyana ...... Please......"

Polkenion grinned, a little helpless and a little sigh in his smile, "If only there were a little more people like Eliface...... Maybe ......"

As it spoke, it looked at the Pokémon that were moving below.

The bouncing earthy green slime-like Pokémon Dissolver came here after being abandoned by the trainer;

Miaomeow, who is chased and dodged by Pokémon hunters;

……

More or less, the Pokémon that live here have abandoned their past and chosen to live here with a smile...... Even deep down, there are still hidden scars.

Polkenion's face was calm, and the dissolver beast didn't say anything, and it wouldn't ask.

All it can do is create a little secluded place, and that's it.

As he created a fog and listened to the familiar but nostalgic song, Pol Kenien thought about it and thought about it......

Suddenly!

The song came to an abrupt end!

Open eyes!!

Polkenyon opened its eyes suddenly, white steam gushing from its nostrils, and its figure soared towards the field of flowers......

"Majiyana ——!!"

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