Chapter 586 Bolkenion

Above the Nibel Plateau, there were dense clouds, and faint thunder crackled. In the white light, a blue, old-looking "ship-style" steampunk aircraft broke through the clouds.

This ship looks dilapidated, but it is actually one of the flying ships modified by Jarvis, the minister of the Kingdom of Azote, using mysterious science.

It has an anti-detection device that is unmatched by ordinary flying ships. Coupled with its unique material, it can still sail long distances even in thunderstorms.

The power unit on the spacecraft suddenly operated at high speed. With the sound of gears turning, the steamship suddenly turned to the lower right and rushed towards the lower right. The thunder and lightning and frost along the way were blocked outside the ship by a layer of faint blue light.

At this moment, the man and woman who were standing on the deck had already entered the cab.

The man with a scarred face was wearing a red outfit, and his exposed skin was bronzed, looking very masculine. He gently lifted the wrench in front of him with his black-gloved right hand, and suddenly the entire cabin lit up with blue light, and mysterious blue lights gradually gathered in the energy device in the cabin.

"Otosha?" He glanced sideways behind him, turning a blind eye to the fair skin, "How are you preparing?"

And Yisha, who casually put on her combat uniform, shook her bright red short hair, took a mirror and began to apply purple lipstick and eye shadow. When she heard this, she threw the small mirror she carried with her aside with a "click" and raised the corner of her mouth. She smiled brightly and said, "I can't wait any longer."

Daoka nodded, and then showed a smile, a ferocious smile of a plunderer looking at the plundered, a sneer of a victor looking down at the defeated dog rolling to the ground, and a hint of pride that was extremely confident in his own strength.

He stood up and turned on the scanner located at the leader. Suddenly, there was a flash of blue light, a "buzz" sound, and invisible detection waves oscillated in all directions with the blue light.

"Bang -" The dark clouds outside also shook, and then a gap appeared, exposing the restricted area deep in the Nibel Plateau - the territory of the red devil, Bolkenion.

A green world like a paradise, with mountains and mountains surrounding a huge lake. Above the lake are tall green mountains, giant trees, and tranquility.

The steam Pokémon Bolkenion was lying in the highest cave as always, in the warm spring water - for it, the only one with the dual attributes of water and fire, this was undoubtedly the most suitable environment.

"Five hundred years~"

After absorbing enough spring water, Bolkenion stood upright.

Before the gurgling spring water could slide down, the high temperature burning on its body turned it into thick mist-like water vapor that spiraled from the top of the cave to the sky, joining the white mist surrounding it, blocking the outside world from peeking.

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

Bolkenion's azure lion eyes looked at his body reflected in the spring water. It looked like a volcano, shaped like a lion, and had a body like a canyon, so it was named "Polkenion".

These were the words spoken in a unique and strange tone by the first human being who saw it.

And when it heard it, it understood clearly, yes, this is his "name"!

Bolkenion!

"Humanity……"

The empty cave resounded with spiritual sounds.

As if he had thought of something, Bolkenion slightly raised his lion-like head, his disdain evident in his expression.

Based on the future and abandoning the past, this is humankind.

It is humans who long for Pokémon, and it is humans who abandon Pokémon.

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

It shook its head, and the two steam arms on its back spurted a small amount of steam downwards.

Bang...

As soon as the dull sound rang out, Bolkenion's figure suddenly rushed out of the cave and began to sputter white mist in all directions to cover the place.

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

The white mist that shoots out also has a mysterious connection with it, and it can see everything in the mist in the haze.

Five hundred years... Bolkenion suddenly felt uncomfortable after thinking about this time. Of course, what made him uncomfortable was not the time itself, because time was almost meaningless to it.

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

Five hundred years ago, the nearby kingdom was prosperous, but ridiculously it declined amid civil strife.

Bolkenion witnessed all this, and saw the cruelty of human beings with a cold eye, saw the endless desires, and saw the ending of the human being who pronounced its name.

die!

A human being who could be called a sage could only sigh dejectedly when faced with the torrent of desires of the entire kingdom, and turned into nothing.

Bolkenion faintly read out a name, "Elifas..."

Its eyes gradually became wandering, as if immersed in long-lasting memories.

However, a sweet and clear voice suddenly echoed in this paradise.

"噔噔 ～ ~~ ～ ～ 噔噔 ～ 噔, 噔噔 噔 ～ ～ ～ 噔噔 ～ 噔-"

Bolkenion came to his senses and knew who the owner of the voice was...

Magearna!

The life left behind by Eliphas.

That's right.

It's life.

Maybe in the Kingdom of Azote, she is just a tool, but in the hearts of Eliphas and it, the other person is life.

In a daze, the old but powerless voice in the memory echoed again, "Polkenion... Magearna... please..."

Bolkenion grinned, with a hint of helplessness and a sigh, "If there were more people like Eliphas... maybe..."

It said and looked at the Pokémon below who moved upon hearing the sound.

The bouncing earth-green slime-like Pokémon Meltomon came here after being abandoned by its trainer;

Meowth, who was being chased by Pokémon hunters and hid in it;

…

More or less, the Pokémon living here have abandoned their past and chosen to live here with a smile...even if there are still scars hidden deep in their hearts.

Bolkenion's face was calm. If the Solvovore didn't say anything, it wouldn't ask.

All it can do is create a little secluded place, nothing more.

While creating mist, Bolkenion listened to the familiar but nostalgic song. The figure of the other party and the simplicity that lasted for five hundred years gradually appeared in his mind. He couldn't help but think about it. Crazy...

Suddenly!

The singing stopped suddenly!

open eyes! !

Bolkenion suddenly opened its eyes, white steam spurted out from its nostrils, and its figure quickly soared towards the flower field...

"Magearna——!!"