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Time has been forcibly frozen on this planet.
Mountains, rivers, forests, and all those of their kind who vanished in despair—everything was sealed in an eternal moment.
Like an ancient insect encased in resin.
A giant "time amber".
And it, which initiated all of this, became the last guardian of this desolate homeland, and the sole survivor.
Its power was exhausted, and the flame of life was so faint that it could be extinguished at any moment. Dragging its broken body, as the last spark of hope, it traversed the endless, cold dark space of the universe, following the faintest trace of life, and arrived at this blue planet that they called "Earth".
Its purpose in coming here was clearly etched in everyone's minds.
It needs to sleep.
A slumber that lasted for a thousand years.
It needs to draw upon the planet's abundant life energy and the purest "desire" of intelligent life to slowly repair itself and accumulate strength.
Ultimately, it will carry this borrowed hope back to its home to repair the ultimate void that is still eroding the "time amber".
The final memory is of it choosing to sleep deep in the Kunlun Mountains.
The source of the terrifying fluctuations that caused the collapse of spacetime in the Stardust Caverns has finally been revealed.
That was not an attack, nor was it a sign of awakening.
That was a dying cry that came from millions of light-years away, from its home planet, the solidification power of the "Time Amber" was about to reach its limit, and it spanned the entire universe!
This mournful cry was the only thing that disturbed the sleeping Jirachi!
The buzzing sound dissipated.
The grand memories receded like a tide, and the consciousness of everyone present was violently thrown back to reality.
The alliance chairman staggered, but Hudi caught him with his telekinesis. His face was pale, his forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, and his usually sharp, eagle-like eyes were now filled with nothing but shock and bewilderment.
The other champions weren't in much better shape. Some slumped in their chairs, panting heavily; some stared blankly, muttering to themselves unconsciously; others clenched their fists so tightly that their nails dug into their palms, completely unaware of it.
This memory is too heavy.
It was like an unshakeable mountain, pressing down on everyone's hearts, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.
Mythical Pokémon.
The legendary wishing star.
It turns out that behind the legends that humanity reveres and seeks out, there lies not the majesty and mystery of gods, but a civilization's last cry for help, and a wanderer's tragic journey carrying the hopes of an entire race.
At the same time, an even more terrifying shadow loomed over everyone's hearts.
Merging of secret realms?
A mythical beast has awakened?
These crises, which they once considered the highest level of threat, were insignificant compared to the "ultimate alien cave" that could devour time and obliterate existence.
An unknown catastrophe from the deepest reaches of the universe, far exceeding the limits of human understanding, is silently approaching Earth along the causal line known as "Kirachi"!
Chapter 87 Star Map Stone Carving!
That poignant memory, spanning millions of light-years of time and space, is not merely an image, but a deeply felt spiritual baptism.
It transformed into the heaviest spiritual imprint, deeply embedded in the souls of every top-tier powerhouse in the alliance present.
A cold universe, a dying civilization, an endless escape, and a final, dimensional lament.
Everyone present had imagined countless possibilities of disaster, from the awakening of ancient gods to the loss of control over interdimensional rifts; they had long been mentally prepared for the worst-case scenario.
However, no one could have predicted that the truth would be so grand and so tragic.
They exhausted their wisdom and strength to pursue this place, only to find that the mythical Pokémon they revered and sought was a wanderer carrying the last hope of an entire civilization.
A desperate person pleading for help.
A deathly silence enveloped the core of the Oasis of Time, and even the flow of time seemed to stagnate because of this sorrow.
After a brief moment of distraction, the alliance chairman was the first to break free from the suffocating feeling brought on by that spiritual resonance.
In his weathered eyes, all emotions had faded, leaving only an unprecedented, almost tangible solemnity.
His gaze shifted from the sleeping Jirachi to the Alakazam beside him, which was also experiencing a massive tremor.
The Alakazam's body trembled slightly, and its own bewildered and frightened gaze was reflected in the silver spoon.
“Project it out.”
The chairman's voice was not loud, but it contained an unquestionable decisiveness that instantly shattered the silence of the place.
"We need complete records."
Hu Di was suddenly jolted, and the confusion in his eyes was quickly replaced by a clear mind.
It understood its master's intention.
The deep blue light in its eyes shone brighter than ever before. It mobilized its immense mental power, enough to warp space, and carefully probed into the vast and complex "distress signal" it had just retrieved from the depths of Jirachi's memory.
Mental energy transforms into an invisible paintbrush, while cosmic data streams become the most precise pigments.
Alakazam projected all of this onto the oldest, smooth, mirror-like crystal wall in front of him.
hum-
A deep, resonant sound, originating from energy resonance, echoed through the oasis.
The moment the first wisp of spiritual energy touched the crystal wall, the entire wall lit up.
In an instant, countless stars composed of pure points of light were ignited on the stone wall. They were not static patterns, but slowly flowing, following some kind of cosmic law unknown to humankind.
Points of light converge into lines, lines form surfaces, and finally, a dynamic and magnificent picture scroll containing endless information slowly unfolds before everyone.
Star map stone carving.
This cosmic map, etched by spiritual power, is far more precise than any star map that human technology can create.
It is not two-dimensional, but three-dimensional, or even multi-dimensional.
Countless galaxies rise and fall within it, and amidst the shifting light and shadow, one can almost hear the ancient and hollow winds emanating from the depths of the universe.
On the stone wall, a coordinate that flickered with a faint white light was clearly marked, next to countless symbols that humans could not understand, but their core meaning was directly transmitted to everyone's mind through mental power—Jirachi's home planet.
A path woven from light, like a golden thread, traversed several unfamiliar star systems, ultimately pointing to the star field where they were located.
That is the trajectory of Kirachi's escape over millions of years.
At the other end of the star map, a gigantic, ever-writhing, expanding black void exudes a terrifying aura that sends chills down one's spine. It is not black, but a "nothingness" that devours light, mercilessly twisting and tearing apart the surrounding spatial structure. Any celestial body that approaches it is pulled into fragments and then completely swallowed.
Ultimate Cavern.
Even more terrifying, Alakazam also transformed the unique energy frequency emitted by that "Ultra Hole" into visible ripples, imprinting them on the corner of the star map.
It was a chaotic, disordered energy fluctuation filled with a destructive desire.
All the information was presented to the public in such a cold, straightforward, and unquestionable way.
"Chairman, we..."
A Steel-type champion, renowned for his defensive prowess, spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse and dry from the shock. He wanted to ask if they should try to awaken Jirachi, even if it was just to gain more direct communication.
"Do not."
The chairman interrupted him decisively.
His gaze was fixed on the star map stone carving, and the decisiveness in his eyes burned to its peak.
"Its power is exhausted, and every breath it takes is sustaining the last breath of its home planet. Any form of forced awakening will only hasten the complete extinguishing of that coordinate."
His voice echoed within the crystal cave, each word carrying immense weight.
"Our mission has changed from this moment on."
"From seeking the truth to providing aid!"
This decision was made without any voting or discussion, yet it gained everyone's tacit approval the moment it was uttered.
This is not merely an order, but rather the highest level of goodwill and responsibility that the most powerful civilization on this planet can demonstrate in the face of an unknown catastrophe that will affect the entire universe.
"Everyone, evacuate Time Oasis immediately!"
The chairman issued another instruction, his tone carrying an undeniable sense of urgency.
"Avoid any secondary disturbance to the sleeping Jirachi."
The team quickly and orderly began to retreat. Before leaving, each person took one last deep look at the sleeping figure and the cosmic lament slowly scrolling on the wall.
During the evacuation, the alliance chairman at the rear of the group suddenly stopped.
He turned around and looked solemnly at Lin Che, who was being protected by several champions.
"Lin Che".
The chairman's voice made everyone pause in their tracks.
Lin Che raised his head and met those deep eyes.
"Your spirit is the only one we know of that can decipher this star map."
The chairman's gaze fell on the giant monster on Lin Che's shoulder. Within that small body lay the key to deciphering the secrets of the universe.
"I need you to immediately write a top-secret report on this star map and the energy properties of that 617 'Ultimate Aberration'."
He spoke each word with perfect clarity.
"This report will directly determine all of our alliance's future response strategies, whether we sit idly by or take the initiative."
With this order issued, Lin Che's identity underwent a fundamental change in just a few words.
He was no longer the "special advisor" who had been temporarily recruited.
He was directly promoted to "core intelligence analyst" for the entire S-level incident.
There was no transition, and there was no objection.
Almost as soon as the chairman finished speaking, Hu Di's eyes flashed blue, and a gentle spiritual force enveloped Lin Che.
The next second, space distorted.