It never held back when it struck.
Draining a single Ursaring barely counted as a meal.
If given the chance, it would drain even more Pokémon.
"Come back, Ursaring!" The trainer cried out in desperation, pulling out a Poké Ball to recall his partner.
But—
The red light shot forth, touched Ursaring's body, and then scattered away.
It couldn't be recalled.
That meant Ursaring's life force had already faded.
For a Pokémon that was truly dead, a Poké Ball no longer worked…
That was the cruelty of this world.
Everyone who witnessed the scene was shaken to their core. To challenge an Ultra Beast without sufficient strength…
This was the price of arrogance.
"Charizard, after it!" Yozora had been about to send out Beedrill, but when Buzzwole turned to flee, he changed tactics, mounting his Charizard and giving chase.
Several other reckless trainers also summoned their flying Pokémon and followed.
But most froze in fear after seeing Ursaring's tragic end, their courage breaking apart.
"So fast! That Charizard is unbelievably fast!"
"Yeah… that kid doesn't even look that old, but he's raised such a powerful Charizard!"
One by one, the pursuing trainers fell behind, until only Yozora remained on Buzzwole's tail.
Charizard's speed was impressive—but Buzzwole's was even greater.
No matter how far they went, Yozora couldn't close the distance. In fact, Buzzwole was pulling further ahead.
"Charizard, Mega Evolve!"
"ROAR!"
With a thunderous cry, Charizard transformed into the sleek, fearsome black-and-blue dragon form. Every stat surged—speed most of all.
At Yozora's command, Charizard dashed forward.
Second by second, the gap narrowed. At last, Buzzwole came within striking distance.
"Flamethrower!" Yozora barked.
Charizard unleashed streams of blue fire mid-flight, harassing Buzzwole and disrupting its rhythm. The Ultra Beast faltered, slowing down under the relentless flames.
Finally—
Buzzwole stopped, spun around, and braced itself. It took Charizard's ghostly blue flames head-on.
"HRAAH!"
Buzzwole bellowed, its body bursting with raw aura. The fire shattered away from its rippling muscles, revealing an iron chest and eight bulging abs.
"Pidgeot!" Yozora released another Poké Ball, leaping onto Pidgeot's back to ease Charizard's burden.
Now Charizard had full freedom to battle.
"BOOM!"
Buzzwole's muscles swelled grotesquely, waves of red energy erupting beneath its feet.
Buzzwole had used Bulk Up.
Its strength and defense rose sharply in an instant.
Then it charged, slamming a colossal fist forward with mountain-crushing power.
But Charizard did not flinch.
Backed by its Tough Claws ability, its strength exceeded even Buzzwole's.
"Dragon Claw!"
Buzzwole's mighty punch was caught—stopped cold in Charizard's left hand.
Buzzwole towered over Charizard, its muscles grotesquely swollen with power. Its raw force was terrifying.
And yet—
No matter how it strained, it could not overcome Charizard's grip. Cold sweat beaded on its brow.
Then Charizard's right claw blazed with viridian light, swelling to five times its size, packed with savage Dragon-type energy.
With a violent slash, it sent Buzzwole hurtling backward like a cannonball.
The Ultra Beast screamed in agony, tumbling through the air before righting itself, panting heavily. A deep, horrifying wound scarred its chest.
"A chance!"
Seizing the moment, Yozora pulled out an Ultra Ball, enlarged it, and hurled it.
"Go, Poké Ball!"
The Ultra Ball struck Buzzwole's head dead-on, cracked open with red light, and swallowed the beast inside.
But—
It only shook once before exploding into shards.
Buzzwole broke free, still heaving for breath, its stamina nearly spent.
"It actually burst?!" Yozora froze. In all his travels, this was the first time he had truly failed a capture.
Of course, he had seen others fail before. But in those cases, the Pokémon simply popped back out. The ball never broke—it bounced back, still usable.
Unlike the games, where Poké Balls were disposable, real ones could be reused unless the capture succeeded and a trainer swapped the ball afterward.
But now Yozora realized—
That was only true for weaker Pokémon.
Against a powerhouse like Buzzwole, a failed capture could shatter the ball entirely!
"Again! Flamethrower!" Yozora ordered.
This Mega Charizard X form was built for raw physical might, not special attack.
Even so, its spectral flames slammed into Buzzwole and burned deep, wringing another scream of pain from the Ultra Beast.
Its wings faltered.
It plummeted from the air.
"Poké Ball, go!" Riding Pidgeot, Yozora swooped down and hurled another Ultra Ball.
Compared to ordinary Poké Balls, Ultra Balls were far sturdier.
If even an Ultra Ball couldn't succeed, then weaker ones had no hope at all.
"BANG!" The Ultra Ball struck Buzzwole mid-fall, dragging it inside once more.
But again—instant failure. The ball detonated into glittering dust.
Another three hundred thousand yen gone in a flash.
Buzzwole burst free again, tumbling before it smashed into the wasteland below, kicking up a choking cloud of dust and startling a herd of Mudbray nearby.
But Yozora ignored the Mudbray entirely.
Common Pokémon. In Alola, they were everywhere.
Buzzwole, on the other hand…
Perhaps the Ultra Space teemed with them, but in this world, they were rare beyond belief.
If he lost this chance, when would the next Buzzwole appear?
And even if another came through the wormhole—would it be anywhere near him?
"No… this might be my only chance in life to capture a Buzzwole!"
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(End of Chapter)