Chapter 320: Perfect Ultra Instinct, the Divine Metapod!
2024-05-15 Author: Samsung Charmander (Author Name)
What is a catalyst?
On the edge of the battle arena where Ash and Bruno were fighting, to the side of Brock and the other spectators, two Pokémon were resting together just outside the field.
One was the brownish-yellow giant bird that had previously lost its ability to battle, but it had now recovered 1 HP, returning from a near-death state to a flickering one.
The other was a Pink Butterfree.
Seeing this scene, Metapod's mental fortitude suddenly fell into disarray once more, its heart twisting as if pierced by a blade.
Even though it had already mastered Ultra Instinct and stepped into the Ultimate Realm that even Champions coveted, it was even confident it could completely dominate the giant eagle that sat above it on the food chain.
But what was the point of being strong?
She was gone.
A layer of silvery-white energy rippled across Metapod's green body, and the feeling it gave off once again became profound and mysterious.
It had re-entered the Ultimate Realm.
"Free~~"
However, the Pink Butterfree paid no mind to anything on the field, merely stretching out its two small claws to continue massaging the Pidgeot.
"Pidgeo…"
Pidgeot was quite enjoying the massage. At one point, it even turned its head and gave the Pink Butterfree a lick.
This meaty taste… it seems to be getting more and more fragrant.
Neither the bird nor the bug paid any attention to the battle on the field.
Metapod: "!"
In an instant, rage, vexation, self-blame, remorse, jealousy… countless emotions flooded its mind.
"Pod!!"
It could finally bear it no longer. It felt as if something inside it was desperately trying to tear through a thin membrane, and the silvery-white energy surrounding its body began to churn violently like boiling water.
The air fell into a strange, suffocating stillness…
"BOOM!!"
The next second, a silvery-white light erupted into a pillar of surging energy that shot toward the sky. The brilliant white light instantly blinded everyone present as it exploded over Miyazaki Hill.
In a flash, a divine aura permeated the mountaintop. It was boundlessly vast and sacred, causing every human and Pokémon present to shudder, a chill running through their hearts as if something truly extraordinary had just happened.
"What's going on? What's happening?"
This question wasn't just on the minds of Ash and his group; even Bruno was wondering the same thing.
And in the Soul Space, Red shot up from his retirement chair. The scene before him sent a look of immense shock flashing through his eyes.
"Is this the catalyst? Rage…?"
He had, in fact, considered this catalyst long ago.
But Red never expected that this rage wasn't the rage born from a desire to become stronger, nor the rage at oneself after a defeat, but…
The rage from seeing he'd been cuckolded?
He'd never been cuckolded, so he couldn't understand this state of mind.
The rage of being cuckolded could be great or small. Some people would become exceptionally furious, some would react mildly, and some might even find it exciting.
But for Metapod, it was undoubtedly a towering inferno of wrath.
In the end, even Red couldn't help but sigh in amazement again and again. His body went limp and he fell back into his retirement chair, yet his eyes shone with vibrant curiosity, eager to see what would happen next.
At that same moment, in different parts of this planet—be it a Deep Sea Cave, the Sky Pillar, or even the pure white Place of Origin—several terrifying existences raised their heads in unison. Their eyes seemed to pierce through the starry cosmos, gazing thoughtfully in the direction of Pallet Town.
"Finally, has someone else managed to step into this domain…?"
"Who is it…?"
"Hm? Why does it have my scent…?"
Finally, these divine existences reached a common conclusion, their gazes rippling with untold meaning.
"This world will no longer be at peace…"
Miyazaki Mountain.
As the silvery-white pillar of energy dissipated, a figure appeared before the crowd.
It was a Metapod.
Only, it was no longer green, but a Metapod that was silvery-white from head to toe.
Previously, a layer of silvery-white energy had merely swirled on the surface of its body. Now, that external energy had vanished completely, seeming to have fully integrated and permeated into its very core.
"Pod…"
The silvery-white Metapod let out a low cry. Its entire body shimmered with a silver light, and its tranquil eyes were now completely suffused with a silver glow.
Perfect Ultra Instinct.
It had officially taken the final step.
The Divine Metapod!
"Incredible…"
Even Red couldn't help but exclaim.
He never thought that while he and Green were still competing to see who would be the first to enter this realm, the top prize would be snatched today by a bug.
If the Ultimate Realm was truly the highest plane in the current world, then Metapod, at this moment, had surpassed everyone, becoming an unprecedented Supreme Existence that had stepped beyond the ultimate—the first of its kind.
Perhaps some deities had reached this height, but for a Trainer's Pokémon, this was truly without precedent.
"What in the world happened?"
Bruno was completely bewildered. Wasn't Ultra Instinct already the peak?
Why did it feel like this Metapod had taken another step forward on this path, into a new realm?
The ultimate… wasn't actually the ultimate?
Bruno's mind was a complete mess. Although his Machamp, wreathed in its own silver luster, was stronger than the Metapod in terms of aura, its transcendent presence, which seemed to be above all else, was outclassed by countless dimensions.
However, since they had re-entered a state of battle…
Bruno let out a sharp cry. Even though his opponent's condition was strange, it didn't mean he was afraid to attack. He thrust his thumb forward and commanded:
"Machamp, use Dynamic Punch!!"
Dynamic Punch was a move with extremely low accuracy, but for a Machamp with the ability No Guard, it was unerringly precise.
"Champ!!"
Machamp understood. With a single thought, it rushed toward the Metapod, which remained standing in its original spot. Its movements were natural and flawless, a masterpiece of martial prowess.
It pushed its own Ultra Instinct to the limit. At the same time, the four fists it raised shone with a brilliant white light, containing not only an explosive and tyrannical fist intent but also the Ultra Instinct that allowed the soul to transcend the physical body.
"BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!"
The Dynamic Punch erupted. Four fists simultaneously smashed toward their target, their momentum and fist power reaching their zenith.
With this one set of skills, he felt that even Champion Alder might not be able to withstand it!
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
However, the Metapod, having already stepped into the realm of true Perfect Ultra Instinct, remained expressionless. It leaned its body back repeatedly, its silver, banana-shaped body moving only along a single vector. The storm of fist shadows that seemed to fill the sky could only land on its lingering afterimages, utterly failing to inflict any damage.
"Thud!"
Seizing an opening while dodging, the silver Metapod flipped its body and slammed itself—like a banana—right into Machamp's face. The movement was fluid and silky smooth to the extreme.
Machamp was immediately knocked back several steps, clutching its nose with all four arms. The sharp pain in its nasal cavity almost made it cry.
The difference in their mastery of Ultra Instinct was stark.
While dodging, Metapod even had the spare energy to launch an attack.
Because it had completely entrusted its attacks to its body's instincts, even its power had been enhanced to a degree, enough to deal damage to an Elite Four-level Machamp.
"Pod!"
Having done all this, the Divine Metapod finally glanced at the Pink Butterfree—its fan—out of the corner of its eye, as if to show that it now stood at the true peak of this world.
"Free~~"
However, the Pink Butterfree still wore the same look of indifference, its entire being focused solely on the giant bird before it.
It held no feelings for Metapod, not even sympathy.
The Divine Metapod: "…"
Some bugs reach the highest realm in a book by chapter 317.
But in truth, for them, it was already over in chapter 82.
(end of chapter)