Pokémon: Revenge of the Sons

Night, inside the black castle.

"Master, this is the original power of Zeraora. We have captured thousands of Pokémon in this operation, including more than a hundred Pokémon with purple qualifications or above." Lengxue knelt on one knee and held the blue capsule in his hand in front of the ghost-faced man with both hands.

"Thank you for your hard work. You did a good job on this mission." The ghost-faced man waved his sleeves, and the blue capsule in Lengxue's hand disappeared.

"I dare not. It is my honor to share the worries of the sect master!" Leng Xue said respectfully.

"Cold-blooded, tell me, how is the effect of controlling Zeraora this time?" The ghost-faced man strolled leisurely in the castle with his hands behind his back.

"Yes! This operation went very smoothly from beginning to end. Zeraora had no idea who he was and attacked anyone he saw, just like a perpetual motion machine. But later on, four people suddenly showed up and disrupted the plan. One of them was very powerful and he actually defeated Zeraora."

"What? Are you saying that there is a person who defeated the enraged Zeraora by himself?!" The Ghost-Faced Man was a little surprised to hear Lengxue's words.

"Ah no, he was barely able to win after losing all his Pokémon with the cooperation of his two teammates. But I know this person, he's the young man who tried to stop us last time when the Grim Reaper planned to come. I haven't seen him for just a few months, but this kid has made rapid progress. I'm worried..." Lengxue was interrupted by the Ghost-Faced Man before he could finish his words.

"I understand. He is just a very talented trainer. Bumping into you twice was just a coincidence. What's more, you completed these two actions very well, which is enough to show that this person is a mobster. You don't need to worry. Haven't we seen enough talented players? Ye Tian, ​​Fan Xiangming, Zhu Lan, which one of them is not top-notch in talent, so it's not surprising. If you meet him again next time, just kill him!" The ghost-faced man didn't take Fu Yexing seriously at all.

"Yes!"

After saying this, the Ghost-Faced Man turned the handle on the throne and entered the laboratory with cold blood.

In the laboratory, Midgar, wearing a bloody white coat, is dissecting Cold-Blooded's newly brought back Pokémon.

"Hey man, stop what you are doing for a moment. I'll give you the original power of Zeraora." The ghost-faced man put the blue capsule on the table beside him.

"How about it? The power of the divine beast is very strong, right?" Midgar said without turning his head, still busy with the work at hand.

The Ghost-Faced Man looked down on everyone, but he was very patient with this strange doctor in front of him who made people feel uncomfortable all over.

The ghost-faced man said slowly, "Brother, I am intoxicated by the power of the divine beast. This time, Zeraora helped me a lot, but it's a pity that I can't use it. I can only get rid of it. I wonder when you can complete the upgrade of reagent No. 1?"

Hearing the words "reagent number one", Mead paused with his hand holding the scalpel, took out a bottle of red potion from his bosom and placed it in front of the ghost-faced man: "reagent number two has been successfully developed, but its stability is not yet known. There are still risks at present, and it is not recommended to use it immediately."

The ghost-faced man picked up the "reagent number two" that Midgar mentioned, looked at it from left to right, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha, brother, you are really a genius. Within a year, reagent number two will be completed!"

Midgar, however, poured cold water on the ghost-faced man and took back the small red bottle without any hesitation: "I've said that the stability of reagent No. 2 is not guaranteed yet, so it cannot participate in any operations."

The ghost-faced man was a little disappointed when he heard this. Just as he was about to leave with a cold heart, he heard Midgar say something refreshing: "Instead of controlling a divine beast, it is better to train a divine beast for my use."

After hearing this, the Ghost-Faced Man suddenly turned around and found that Midgar had already disappeared. Soon the back door of the laboratory opened, and several people dressed as scientists carried a huge vessel in front of the Ghost-Faced Man.

"Brother Ghost, I have made an artificial culture dish based on the reproductive system of the Pokémon mother. I have experimented countless times and it took me several years of hard work to finally complete it. As long as you give me the Pokémon's genes, I can extract the DNA through gene cloning, insert the vector, and replicate a new organism's genome. During the embryonic period, we can provide it with a steady supply of nutrition from the outside, and then we can create a brand new mythical beast for my own use!" Midgar came out and explained with a crazy look on his face.

The Ghost-Faced Man's hands trembled with excitement after hearing this. Midgar's words made him feel like he had found a new world.

If you have a divine beast that you have raised since childhood and it is loyal to you, you will have no worries about not being able to accomplish great things.

"How sure are you?" the ghost-faced man asked in a trembling voice.

"Ninety percent!" Midgar answered firmly.

"Okay, okay, okay! Brother, please put the research on reagent No. 2 aside for now and improve this machine. I will definitely send you what you want within three months!" The ghost-faced man said this and left in a cold voice.

"Master, when will I set off?" Leng Xue asked anxiously as he came out of the laboratory.

The ghost-faced man shook his head and asked, "Darkrai and Zeraora are both mythical beasts whose traces can be found. If what Midgar said is true, then the genes we are looking for must be as perfect as possible! As the saying goes, you reap what you sow. If we take the genes of a first-level god, how terrifying will the creature we copy be?"

"Master, if we can get the help of a first-level god, then we can accomplish great things!" Leng Xue is very excited now, as if victory is just around the corner.

"Don't be happy so soon. We have all witnessed the horror of a first-level god. Don't forget that ten years ago, it was that guy who made us wandering ghosts! I will never allow what happened ten years ago to happen again!" The ghost-faced man seemed to have thought of something bad, and his tone became very solemn.

After hearing this, Leng Xue lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

The Ghost-faced Man sat on the throne, thinking about something. Soon he let out an unpleasant laugh and handed a test tube, a pair of orange-yellow glasses and a bottle of potion to Leng Xue: "Take these things and go find Dream."

Leng Xue was stunned when he took the item. He said in embarrassment, "Sect...Sect Master, this dream can transform into all kinds of Pokémon, and it comes and goes without a trace. Its strength is beyond my ability to resist."

The ghost-faced man stood up and patted Leng Xue on the shoulder: "Everything in the world follows the law of mutual promotion and mutual restraint. Have you forgotten that there is something that is the nemesis of fantasy?"

After being reminded by the Ghost-faced Man, Leng Xue suddenly realized the truth and immediately took the order and prepared to leave.

"Wait, this matter is of great importance, and even affects the overall situation. I will send the water monster to assist you." The ghost-faced man stopped Leng Xue who was about to leave and said.

As soon as the ghost-faced man finished speaking, the ground above the hall suddenly liquefied into water, and the water rose little by little and gathered into a human shape.

After the water broke, a man wearing a hideous Hydra mask appeared in the center of the castle.

"Greetings, Sect Master!" This man who appeared in a strange way knelt on one knee and was very respectful to the Ghost-faced Man just like Leng-blooded.

"Water Monster, Cold-Blooded, I call this operation the Clone God Plan. You two have three months to secretly find Fantasy and you must get its blood!" The Ghost-Faced Man sat on the throne and gave them orders.

"I obey your command!" The cold-blooded water demon knelt down and obeyed.

"boom!"

A thunderbolt split the night sky, illuminating the hideous ghost mask on the throne. A plan to create a god for Fantasy officially began...