The fight was still going on, even if the fists were tired, even if they fell face to face, they were still beating each other. Visit:.

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

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

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

The battle is still going on, there is no point, and there is no way to tell the winner.

The battle was going on, and the two Pikachus stood in the middle of the arena, the scarred one no longer had the strength to dodge, and the other with the cloth pattern no longer had the motivation to charge, but they were still fighting. They stand close and close together, close enough to hear each other's heartbeats and smell each other's breath. But they were still fighting, clones waving their heavier and heavier arms, slapping Pikachu in the face with slower and lighter slaps. There was a loud and dull sound. Pikachu just let the clone slap him, didn't fight back or dodge, and when he was knocked down, he tried to stand up, staggering to the front and letting the clone fan again.

As the battle raged, the Merlin Legion stubbornly refused to join in the meaningless victory, and they stubbornly coalesced together to resist the endless incursions of clones. I don't know if it's their delusion, but Merlin's companions seem to be able to sense that attacks from the clones on the opposite side have become more sluggish and hesitant.

The battle oh, it doesn't seem like the battle is going on here. The two meows, who were hiding in the distance, had also planned to attack each other with their sharp claws, but after looking at each other's claws and sharpness, they had a tacit understanding and chose not to fight. Instead, he hid in a quiet corner and discussed whether the moon hidden behind the thick clouds was a full moon.

Beside them, a pair of young men and women hugged each other and wept bitterly, by the way, the young men and women were dressed in white low-level miscellaneous uniforms of the Rocket Legion.

"What the hell is this fighting for" Witnessing the miserable parity in the arena, Miss Joy muttered to herself in an extremely sad voice: "Whether it's a body or a replica, everyone is life." You are all living beings in this world, so why do you have to divide the winners and losers in this way?"

Miss Joy's words naturally resonated with the trainers who were also witnessing the same kind of duel and had mixed feelings in their hearts.

"Everyone, all of us are life"

"Even if it was created, it was already living in this world, and it was the life of this world."

"The body and the replica are obviously the same life, do you have to distinguish the winner and the loser?"

"Do you have to use the name of the body and the body to live?"

"I bully myself, attack myself by myself, feel like I'm looking at my past self, like I'm looking at my future self, this feeling is so annoying"

"What is the meaning of this battle exactly?"

The people who witnessed it all thought and asked themselves. They may not be able to find the answers to these questions for a moment, but they have undoubtedly begun to ponder some deeper questions.

Merlin didn't care much about the other Pokémon, nor did he care about the meaning of life or the power of life, and he didn't care about the feelings of the trainers at all. Suffering from the excruciating pain, he always focused his eyes on his companions. He was nervous every time he saw the cloth-patterned clones rushing into the battle formation of his companions. Whenever he saw the clones' attacks fall on his allies, he felt pain in his body.

However, he could only watch, and could do nothing.

His body in severe pain did not allow him to move even a bit, otherwise, even if he crawled with his hands and bit with his teeth, he would have to block his body in front of his companions. His completely distracted thoughts and spirit made him unable to use a little superpower, otherwise, even if he violated the rules of battle, he would have to use his own strength to protect his family.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything now, he could only watch vaguely, swallowing the bitterness and saltiness in his mouth, feeling two lines of warm liquid gliding across his face. complete works

Crying?

Tears or something, haven't they already dried up?

What is the effect of tears at such times?

Merlin wanted to close his eyes, but he couldn't and didn't dare, so he had to force his eyes to open his increasingly blurred eyes, looking at the bodies of his companions who were covered by tears, and just watched, could only look like this.

Pairs of bodies and clones fell to the ground due to exhaustion, but even then they continued to attack each other, still not forgetting to hurt each other, and even if they snuggled up to each other, they were still fighting.

At this moment, Ash, who was lucky enough to escape the big explosion, climbed down from the statue on the verge of collapse at some point, and he staggered towards the arena, shouting with a bit of crying and unbearable: "Enough, enough is enough, don't fight anymore"

But his cries could not reach the ears of both sides of the battle, and when he finally fell to the ground due to exhaustion, his faint voice reached only the ears of his companions.

"Stop them," Ash hedged to the front and hugged Xiao Gang and Xiao Xia, who were supporting him, and said, "Hurry up and find a way to stop them."

"Impossible." Xiao Gang replied with a hardened heart, "As long as the battle between Dream and Mewtwo does not stop, they will not stop, and this war will not stop because of our will."

"No life can easily give up its stuff to someone else, food, territory, or spouse," Joey looked up at the two groups of superpowers that collided rapidly and frequently in the sky.

"How can this be," Xiaoxia shouted in despair.

"You must let the other party fall, or, until you fall, this is the instinct of life, this is life," Joey's tone also carried a hint of desperation, "What's more, this victory or defeat involves one's own appearance, one's own name, the value of one's own existence, and the continuation of one's own life, only the victor can continue to exist, and continue to exist with a unique, no clone, no copy."

"Because it's life," Xiao Gang muttered, "but Mewtwo, but it's made, it's made by humans."

"But it's life now, so alive and so powerful," Xiaoxia said in an empty voice, "even if it was made, it's life now."

"It's Life Dream and Mewtwo now, both are alive lives" Ash struggled to gather the last strength of his body and struggled to stand up from the support of his two companions, "And Pikachu, and that Pikachu is also all life"

At this moment, Mewtwo and Dream collided in the air countless times, and finally tired of this kind of endless and long duel, the two of them landed in the arena at the same time, looking at each other from a distance of about ten meters. The sphere that was originally shrouded around the body changed into a strong superpower phantom around the body at the same time, and these two higher beings who had already fought the real fire seemed to have decided to tear up the pre-battle agreement and have a real sword victory.

An invisible but dangerous aura permeates the space between Dream and Mewtwo, and with the determination to kill each other, the real battle is about to begin.

Just when the atmosphere of the final battle was brewing for the two of the higher beings, the originally lively arena was now much quieter, and most of the main bodies and clones who were fighting each other had lost the ability to continue to hurt each other due to exhaustion, and they snuggled up, hugged, and got close to each other, letting out heavy gasps and moans of pain, focusing the rest of their attention on the final victory that was about to unfold.

"Stop."

Ash broke free from Xiao Gang and Xiao Xia's support with the strength that came out of nowhere, and quickly ran towards the dream and mewtwo that had begun to condense superpowers.

"Please stop," Ash shouted.

But his voice couldn't reach the ears of Dream and Mewtwo. The two who just want to fight, who just want you to live and die, can't hear Ash's cry at all, and don't notice Ash's intrusion at all, they still gathered two huge superpower phantoms, one pink and one blue, according to the original plan, and then released the strongest attack towards the other party.

"Stop"

When the attack came off, when Ash broke in, when the two superpowers quickly collided together, they finally heard the heart-wrenching, heartfelt cry from the human boy.

If you want to stop again, it's too late.

Two diametrically opposed and irreconcilable superpower phantoms collided with Ash's body as the center, and a huge amount of energy was suddenly stimulated from the intersection point. On one side is the most tyrannical tearing, on the other side is the most gentle bridging, on one side is the extreme deep cold, on the other side is the kind warmth. Ash, who is in the middle of these two forces, is constantly decomposed from the inside, reorganized from the outside, dissipates without stopping, and grows without stopping. At his heart was a small red flame that burned silently, and the self that was holding him would not collapse at once under the interaction of two other forces that were not much inferior to him.

The two forces finally succumbed to the mediation of the small flame, most of the power was dissolved, and a small part of the power turned into a not grand rush and released, and the little remnant that only acted on Ash's body still made him turn into a hard stone statue, except for the extremely small flame that was still stubbornly burning in the depths of his heart, Ash had become a delicate sculpture without any life and pulsation.

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

Stupidity. Mewtwo's expression was slightly panicked, but his tone was still cold, he was obviously just a human and wanted to stop our war

"Mi" Dream also tilted his head and looked curiously at Ash who turned into a stone statue.

"Pikapi"

Unlike Ash, who just understated the petrified face, Ash's best partner, Pikachu, rushed to his partner with great sorrow.

It shouted Ash's name in its own language, shaking Ash's heavy, cold shell with its own hand. But no matter how loudly it shouted, how quietly it shouted, how hoarsely it screamed Ash's name, no matter how it shook and pushed Ash's body, he had no response. Pikachu even unleashed one bolt of electricity after another at Ash's body, trying to reactivate his dead body in this way, once, twice, three times, and even if Pikachu used up all the electricity, it could no longer make Ash as busy and alive as he had done in the past.

In the distance, the Tyrannosaurus let out a low roar, their last condolences for the dead. Feeling the passage of the breath of life of that human, many Pokémon also sent their own low whistles to accompany this fearless human on his final journey on earth.

Amidst one wail after another, Pikachu was still stubbornly shocking Ash's stone body. Although he has no strength, and although he has run out of electricity, Pikachu is still trying his best to release the last volt of electricity to shock Ash. It just wanted to hear the boy call its name again, it just wanted to continue to lie on the boy's shoulder and rub his cheek with its own electric bag

When the last volt of electricity was also depleted, Pikachu, who was finally desperate, had no other way to save his companions. Tears poured out of its small brown eyes, and it screamed again and again, calling for Ash.

With every tear running down his cheek, Pikachu whispers "Pikapi", which means Ash.

Extreme sadness permeated the arena, and the feelings between the little Pikachu and the reckless teenager infected most of the creatures present, and the regular and clones who were already exhausted by the meaningless battle cried, and the trainers who were emaciated by the battle between Pokémon also cried.

A drop of tears is like a crystal clear gem, shining with emotion and falling to the cold land.

I don't know if it was that teardrop that suddenly broke through the gravitational pull of the earth, violating the laws of physics, and it flew staggering towards Ash, flying to the very center of the arena. With one, soon there were second, third, hundredth, and two hundredth countless teardrops pouring into Ash's petrified body, landing on his cold body, moistening his dry body.

Crystal tears seeped into the stone, and a deep blue light flickered in the depths of Ash's body, accompanied by an almost inaudible phoenix chirp, gathering countless tears full of true feelings, and a miracle happened.

From the depths of Ash's body, which had been turned into a stone statue, a dark orchid luster flickered softly, softening his stiff body little by little, and activating his stone body little by little.

"Pikapi"

With the last two crystal tears of Pikachu surging to Ash's eyebrows, the sky that had been dark was suddenly lit up by a surging majestic power, and a mysterious luster like red and blue shrouded Ash's body, shrouding Pikachu who was standing in front of Ash's head. The light seemed to last for a century, and it seemed to last less than a second, and just after an eternity, perhaps in an instant, it exploded and turned into a sky of light that fell on all the creatures in the arena, and the pain, weariness, and exertion vanished the moment the energy touched the body.

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

"Pi" Pikachu looks at his partner who has come back to life with an incredulous look.

Ash struggled to prop up his upper body.

"Pika" Pikachu's ears twitched happily, and its withered mind was recharged with strength by Ash's revival.

Raising his head, the first thing Ash saw was Pikachu with a face full of joy.

"Pikachu"

"Pikapi"

With two affectionate calls, Ash and Pikachu hugged each other tightly, and Pikachu happily rubbed Ash's cheek with his electric bag, again and again.

Dead. The people who witnessed the miracle and the Pokémon all let out a burst of cheers, and the regular and clones dragged their scarred bodies and hugged each other.

That's right, we're all Pokémon. Mewtwo, who was standing in mid-air and had received some kind of message from that light, whispered to Dream while looking at the jubilant arena at his feet.

"Mi." Dream blinked and nodded in agreement with Mewtwo's words.

Perhaps, it would be best if no one knew about it. Mewtwo's gaze lingered on Ash and Pikachu, who were still hugging each other, for a long time, and perhaps it would be better for everyone to forget about it completely.

Dream blinked.

One by one, the clones with the magic pattern were wrapped in light blue superpowers and floated into the air, gathering around Mewtwo.

Watching the clone Pikachu also rise into the air, after resurrection, Ash, who was pure in his heart, asked Mewtwo in the sky, "Where are you going?"

To find a place that belongs to us, to continue our lives, to continue our existence, Mewtwo's telepathy resounded in the hearts of everyone and Pokémon again, only this time its voice was no longer cold and cruel, but full of warmth and yearning, in this world, somewhere in this world

The voice of the telepathy grew fainter and farther away, like the clones led by Mewtwo and Dream in the sky, and finally disappeared into the depths of the thick white clouds.

At this moment, a brilliant and dazzling white light suddenly bloomed in the land of the new island, and it enveloped the entire new island and the hearts of all living beings.

Although you will forget all this, I still implore you to remember our presence somewhere in your mind. We are made, but we are still alive

Maybe no one except Merlin heard Mewtwo's last message.

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Whew,The plot of the new island chapter ended in a hurry here.,To be honest.,After reliving Mewtwo's counterattack, it's really insightful.,It's really emotional.,Perhaps.,After the end of the Guandu volume, I'll open a warm-hearted.、Innocent p, maybe it's going to be a home breeder.,Refuse to fight.、Travel everywhere and the like.

Uh-huh.,And then report the progress.,The next section ends this chapter.,After that, it's the last chapter of the Guandu volume~~.

If you say this, I feel that the end of the volume is about to end~