Pokémon the Movie: The Journey of a Slate

[It seems that this little guy is the ancestor of the wave guide I met in Kanto... or the predecessor.] The flower rock monster murmured, as if confirming something, [The power of the wave guide is in my heart...]

Flower Rock Monster looked up at the sky, and she suddenly missed the days of traveling with that person and Lucario. Although the travel time was not long, it was that short period of time that made her see the nobility and purity of the Wave Messenger.

[Are you sure you can save him?] Darkrai turned to ask the rock monsters. It was a well-known fact that the rock monsters could sense the waveguide, but they just didn't know how to use it. However, they were definitely better than laymen like them.

To be honest, Darkrai still likes this wave guider very much. After all, for three or four hundred years, no one is willing to call them "guardians of dreams" anymore.

[No, you overestimate me. The waveguide is exhausted. I'm afraid even Dream can't deal with it.] Huayanguai shook his head and smiled bitterly, [Believe these little guys, just like they said, they may not die...]

[I hope so.] Darkrai closed his eyes, and opened them again after a while, looking at the three people who were slowly walking towards him.

"Pikachu~" After confirming with Shaymin, Pikachu waved his paw at Al, and Al also returned an OK gesture, which he learned from Aislo. After all, similar gestures were not popular in his time.

【Let’s get started. 】

Without saying anything more, Darkrai and Rock Monster looked at each other, then quickly rose into the air, and the two figures disappeared into the endless smoke and dust.

The three people below were watching nervously, and Xiemi raised his head with a little uneasiness. His rapidly beating heart seemed like it would burst out of his body at any time. Xiemi took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He understood that he might be the only hope of the world now.

【Come on, Xie Mi.】

An unhurried voice sounded in his heart, gentle and smooth, as calming as a mild spring breeze. Xie Mi was startled, and when he turned around slightly, he saw those obsidian eyes.

"Yeah!" A light flashed in Xiemi's big eyes. At this moment, He became firm again, and his eyes looking up at the sky were full of high fighting spirit.

Surely He can!

"boom--"

The dull sound was like the explosion of thunder or the roar of a giant beast, and the sky became even darker.

The sky covered by the dust of time and space seemed to be torn open by something suddenly, revealing its pale blue true appearance. Then, an endless tornado slowly descended, and under the deliberate control of Darkrai and Rock Monster, it gradually enveloped Shaymi.

"Just tear it open a little bit first..." Yalu stared at the tornado, but it was a pity that because of the special power of time and space, even with his strength, he could hardly see the scene inside.

"Now!" The voices of Aislo and the rock monster sounded together, and Yaru also ran quickly towards the center of the tornado.

The next moment, a strange sound suddenly came. The sound was not harsh, but it was not pleasant either. It just sounded in everyone's heart, followed by a crack in space and time that was torn open by Mo Ming.

Yalu opened his eyes wide and released his waveguide without reservation to sense the other side of the space-time rift.

"Yes..." A smile appeared on Yaru's lips. He didn't even need to sense it carefully to feel those familiar auras. They were his former friends and rivals. This proved that the space-time rift connected the "past" time, and perhaps also the "present", but it didn't matter anymore.

"Mr. Darkrai, please help me." Yaru looked up and shouted at the black shadow in the air.

After confirming the feasibility of the plan, they need to take the next step.

Aislo also quickly stepped forward and came to a place not far from Shemi. During the time when Darkrai was distracted, he and the Rock Monster would stabilize the space-time dust tornado and input his own waveguide into Shemi's body.

Marie stood in the distance with herself and Eslo's Pokémon to guard against possible changes. After all, according to the description of Flora, anything involving time will definitely have other effects.

Yalu took a deep breath and stared quietly at the bizarre-looking space-time crack in the air. The halo that drifted from time to time stung his eyes, but he couldn't care less at this moment.

Darkrai looked at Yaru quietly. What they had to do next was to transmit the sound to the other side of the space-time rift. With his help, all the wave messengers in the past would be able to feel Yaru's waves and voice.

"Huh..." Yalu slowly closed his eyes, and countless figures emerged in his mind, his wife, his children, his close friends one after another, and... the expectant eyes of all lives in the future world.

The universe needs to survive.

【Everyone! 】

With the blessing of Darkrai's energy, the powerful waveguide passed through the space-time crack and echoed in the past timeline.

This special waveguide can only be felt by the waveguide messenger. After all, if you want everyone to hear Yaru's voice, the consumption will increase exponentially, or even more exaggerated.

Hearing this voice, which was either familiar or unfamiliar, countless people in the past timeline subconsciously raised their heads.

"Yaru?..." Some people murmured in surprise, while others were confused, but they all realized one thing, that a powerful wave guide messenger encountered an unprecedented event, and at the same time, he needed help.

And suddenly, inexplicable information was transmitted through the waveguide and forced into the minds of one waveguide messenger after another. The information contained everything that Yaru had experienced in Yuan Town, as well as the current situation.

"This……"

The pupils of the top wave guide messengers in the world shrank, and almost instantly, they realized the seriousness of the matter. If no one stopped it, the future world might be destroyed.

What do we need to do?

A faint wave was transmitted aimlessly into the sky; it was the question of a wave messenger.

[Would you like to die with me? ]

Yalu's voice was sonorous and powerful, and he did not directly answer the questions of the wave guide messengers, but this made them understand something in their hearts.

So, are they willing to sacrifice their own lives, abandon their relatives and loved ones, and fight for the glimmer of hope left in the distant future?

Without much hesitation, countless wave guide messengers made their choices.