Cain's Pokémon did not know exactly what had happened; the only thing they knew was that, at that moment, the anger burning in Cain's heart was extremely intense.
And, by coincidence, that anger perfectly overlapped with what they themselves were feeling right now. So, no matter what Pokémon stood before them, they felt that they could fight a battle.
"TYYRRANN!"
At that moment, Tyranitar, who had fallen behind Cain, shook his head unsteadily and slowly stood up. He was still in a state of Mega Evolution, and compared to the other Pokémon, he was the one who most clearly perceived the fury in Cain's heart.
He was furious.
Furious at having to face a Pokémon that, relying solely on its strength, acted in a completely unrestrained manner.
And also furious with himself, furious for having forgotten that truth he had learned after countless experiences on the brink of life and death, to the point of beginning to try to reason with others.
This was clearly a world ruled by fists. As long as you had enough strength, you could completely ignore all that garbage called "reason."
Cain glanced sideways at the Mega Tyranitar who had just stood up, and Florges provided timely treatment.
Cain nodded slightly, but he did not believe the matter could be considered over just like that.
This time, it was because Tyranitar could Mega Evolve and because its defense was powerful enough; otherwise, facing that completely irrational attack from Moltres, the result likely would not have been merely being knocked out of combat. In the worst case, he could have directly lost his life.
The Poké Balls in his hand were all thrown out at once. Except for Venusaur, Lucario, and some Pokémon that did not have Elite-level strength, Cain summoned all of his Pokémon.
Honchkrow, Slowking, Gengar, Drapion, Weavile, Florges.
Tyranitar, Aggron, Blaziken, Swampert, Politoed, Slaking.
Salamence, Kingdra, Gardevoir, Diancie, Magearna, Mismagius.
And also Darkrai and Kommo-o.
All the Pokémon capable of participating in this battle were summoned by Cain.
It was the first time Cain had summoned almost all of his Pokémon for a single battle.
This clearly showed the enormous impact that seeing Moltres blow Tyranitar away with a single strike had had on him.
Moltres showed a slight surprise upon seeing that Cain was capable of summoning so many Pokémon at once, but in its view, among all those Pokémon, only Kommo-o and Darkrai were worth a bit of attention; the rest were nothing more than worthless trash.
Pokémon like Salamence or Kingdra, which barely possessed Elite-level strength, did not even enter its field of vision.
Magearna was the most sensitive Pokémon; the moment she appeared, she sensed an anger within Cain's body that was impossible to restrain, on the verge of erupting. It was the first time she had felt such a powerful and uncontrollable fury from that Cain who had always been so calm.
Even she felt fear and did not dare approach him to comfort him.
"Even the small ones can have great uses! Don't underestimate any of the Pokémon here! Politoed, make a downpour fall!" Cain said with a cold expression.
Politoed understood instantly. It leapt up and began performing a peculiar dance, continuously slapping with its wide palms, while strange waves of energy emanated from the curved antenna on its head.
Above the sky of Mt. Silver, in Ninetales Valley, thick, dark clouds formed instantly, and the torrential rain Cain desired was about to fall.
Moltres, floating in front of Cain and watching the spectacle, had eyes filled with mockery.
Who was he?
He was Moltres!
Since when could any Pokémon dare to summon rain clouds right in front of him?
"KRASHIAR!!!"
Moltres once again let out a shrill cry toward the sky. The fire-type element in its body grew even denser, and the clouds that had been accumulated with such effort began to slowly disperse.
At the same time, it looked at Cain with even greater mockery, wanting to see what expression he would show now.
But Cain's expression completely exceeded its expectations: the corner of his lips lifted slightly, drawing a chilling curve.
If Politoed could summon rain so easily in front of Moltres, then he would not be the legendary Pokémon—Moltres.
"Gengar!" Cain shouted in a low voice.
Upon hearing Cain call its name, Gengar understood immediately.
This kind of tactic was not something Cain had never practiced with them before; it was just that it had never involved such a large number of Pokémon.
Gengar's eyes turned a deep crimson and swept across all the Pokémon around Cain. Every Pokémon that was caught by its gaze, without exception, saw its ability transform into Drizzle.
If a single Pokémon could not summon rain in front of you, what about twenty? And among them were Pokémon with Champion-level strength, such as Gengar, Kommo-o, and Darkrai.
When Kommo-o was summoned, thinking that it might fight another great battle, and saw Moltres, the luster of its scales dimmed considerably.
Now it was completely certain that Cain had tricked it. Every time it was summoned, it was never for something good. Last time, at least, it had been able to vent its frustration by bullying weak opponents.
And now?
Very well... since when did this human have the courage to directly challenge a true legendary Pokémon?
Unlike it, Darkrai was in a different mood.
As a Darkrai who had once possessed formidable strength in the past, it had previously doubted Cain's words when he spoke of confronting Giratina. But the moment it appeared and saw Moltres, it came to believe ninety percent of what Cain had said.
With such little strength and yet daring to challenge a true legendary Pokémon... when his strength increased a bit more, perhaps he would truly enter the Distortion World to seek a "duel" with Giratina.
Although Darkrai's current strength was far from its peak, its judgment remained sharp. Upon seeing Moltres, it knew that its strength was not inferior to its own at its prime, and even, thanks to the existence of its divinity, it was a bit stronger.
If it were to recover its peak strength, perhaps it could not defeat it, but fighting it for three days and three nights would not be a problem at all.
But now... the situation was uncertain.
That said, the rain summoned by twenty Pokémon was something that even Moltres could not completely stop; after all, it was Moltres, not Groudon.
Even so, Moltres's influence was still present. The rain fell, but it did not achieve the true effect that rain from twenty Pokémon should have had.
Only by gathering the strength of those twenty Pokémon was it barely possible to achieve an effect equivalent to the rain that Politoed could summon on its own, and the water evaporated even before touching Moltres.
But even so, Cain had recovered a round. Wasn't it obvious that the mockery on Moltres's face had completely disappeared, transforming into anger?
As a Fire-type Pokémon, no matter how powerful its strength was, rain was something it definitely did not like.
"Since the rain has begun, then a rain team can fully display its greatest usefulness for me," Cain said, fixing his gaze on Moltres.
At that moment, the anger in his heart began to dissipate little by little, and his mind grew increasingly cold and calm.
(End of chapter)